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MAN: (SINGING) MTV...

NARRATOR: Previously on 1923...

This ranch is under attack.

Our whole way of life is under attack.

They hurt you to hurt us.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

GIRL: You got to pay the tax.

SPENCER: What tax is that?

The train tax.

(GRUNTS)

(YELLS)

WHITFIELD: It's a county
with a population of zero.

There is no judge,
there is no sheriff.

Which is to say there is no crime.

Would you be so kind as to

-take this with you?
-What, and just leave her there?

Consider it practice.

(SHRIEKS)

ALEX: I was robbed.

(TRAIN HORN BLOWS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

What did he take?

He took everything.

TEONNA: What is this place?

Ain't never seen a rodeo?

(HOOFBEATS TRAMPLING)

-(CATTLE LOWING)
(COWBOYS EXCLAIMING, WHISTLING)

What fresh hell is this?

(PASTORAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Hyah!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

You're saying
this little girl did what?

-Murder.
-Murder.

Five times and counting.

This little girl?

You see a girl.

Heard of Darwin?

Yeah, I've heard of that
quack son of a bitch.

Thinks we all came from apes.

Well, if we did,
this girl's the bridge.

Bridge between our animal ancestors
and modern humanity.

Hidden away in an undiscovered land
for thousands of years,

stunted in their current state
"cause there was no need to evolve.

They lived in harmony
with their environment.

But that environment is ours now.

We've given them every opportunity
to embrace the modern age.

Some of 'em choose that path.

They choose to become modern men,
but there's some, like this one,

who choose to remain an animal.

Like the wolf.

They lust only for the Kill.

And like the wolf,
they must be erased from this planet.

I'd like to help you.

I haven't seen her.

You haven't seen her?

Nope.

Well, your cowboy says
that she rode with you for three days

with two others.

Well, that cowboy's wrong.

Says he hadn't seen her.

Who'd you see?

I mean, it's dusty out on the trail.

Everybody's got wild rags,
hats pulled low.

Hard to see your hand
with all the dust and flies.

KENT: Hear she killed
two nuns in their sleep?

In their sleep.

Lives dedicated to the word of God,

and it's the Devil
who snatched their souls.

Well, no offense, mister,
but I don't know you to trust you.

Bring that priest in here.
Let me hear it from him.

Step inside.

I will not set foot in that place.

Got a witness
says he'll only talk to you.

Well, then have him come out to me.

What's the matter, Father,
your faith too weak to withstand

five minutes in a saloon?

(MUTTERS)

Marshal says this little girl
killed two nuns in their sleep.

She did.

What for?

"What for?"

-Why?
- I don't know why.

Because sh-- she is evil.

And evil does not need a reason.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

We found 'em back in the canyon.

They helped us gather the herd
and push 'em into the yard here.

But I don't know
where they went after that.

Show me where.

ANDERS: We penned 'em here.

Made camp over there.
You see the wagon?

I don't see any cattle.

Shipped 'em out this mornin'.

Then took the road back to town?

(KISSES)

Any of your cowboys head north?

ANDERS: Not that I know of.

Them ain't my cowboys.

Them horses is barefoot.

They went north.

ANDERS: If they're trying to stay hid,
they went the wrong direction.

There ain't a tree within 1000 miles.

You can see an anthill
from the horizon,

it's so damn flat.

You don't know that country,
you're gonna wander around in circles.

Yeah, they wouldn't know that.

They're gonna learn it soon enough.

KENT: Keep up, Father.

We got 'em. Hyah!

Hyah!

(OPENING THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(PULSING MUSIC PLAYING)

Horses need to rest.

They need water
more than they need rest.

They need both.

We're going the wrong way.
Mexico's behind us

So are the posters.

We go north,

then west to New Mexico, then south.

I should go look for water.

We can't split up out here.

We don't know this land.

Marshals are looking for three riders,
not one.

-Nobody's looking for me.
-Hmm.

And nobody knows what I look like
even if they were.

If you can't find water close,
come back.

Won't be gone long.

(SPEAKING CROW)

(SPEAKING ENGLISH) I promise.

What do we think we're doing?

Everywhere is America.

Everywhere used to be our country.

Not one of us ever escaped.

Chief Joseph couldn't.

Geronimo couldn't.

How can we do it?

They could have escaped.

They wouldn't leave
their people behind.

We'll make it because we're out
of people to leave behind,

'cause we're the last ones
still fighting.

(GUN COCKS)

How about you slide that over to me?

3757

.416 Rigby. (GRUNTS SOFTLY)

And what the hell
do you shoot with this?

Depends on how bad of a day
you're having.

Not much it can't send backwards.

What animal do this?

Leopard.

I don't know leopard.

Like a mountain lion, but bigger.

With spots.

Like a jaguar.

You know jaguar?

It attacked you?

And you still here.

How you do that?

I killed it.

You're pretty far from anything,
and I don't see a horse.

Hopped a train.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Picked a poor spot to get off.

Folks in the car
didn't give me much choice.

You see any other lawmen
come through here?

With a priest?

What about an Indian girl,
about 16, traveling with two men?

You're the only people I've seen.

Where you headed?

Montana.

Montana.

That's where the lawmen are from.

And the priest, and the Indian girl.

Sure are lot of folks from Montana
wandering around West Texas.

And we don't
get coincidences out here.

Let's go.

(SIGHS SOFTLY)

-Go where?
-Amarillo.

See if we can figure out
who or what you're hiding from.

I'm not hiding from anything.
I'm trying to get home.

Well, if that's the truth,
your train ticket's on us.

MAMIE: All you're gonna do
out here is die.

You're 30 miles from water.

If you ain't a fugitive,
this is the luckiest thing

that's ever happened to you.

Pretty lucky if you are a fugitive.

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

PORTER:
(KNOCKING ON DOOR) Dinner service.

Thank God.

Thank you.

We'll share the stew.

Sir?

You only brought dinner for one.

She's the only one with food
service in the car, ma'am.

Dinner can be purchased
in the dining car, miss.

Good sir?

I...

I was robbed inside
the terminal in New York.

I've no money to purchase dinner with.

Could I...

Could I add the service now
and pay at the next station?

If you have no money now,

what will be different
at the next station?

I can send a wire.

Have money transferred
to a bank in Chicago...

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Thought I heard it all.

Sir.

I'm begging you.

It's been days since I ate.

Come with me.

(QUIET CHATTER)

Quite the story.

The kind that's hard
for one to believe.

No one wishes it were false
more than me, sir...

-Mmm.
-...I assure you.

Yes, I can see that.

We've heard it all
from the back of the train,

as you can imagine.

But I can't have you starve.

I would prefer you didn't.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

But I can't just give it to you.

It's not my place to be charitable
with the Union Pacific's goods.

If you're willing
to work off the meals,

we'll keep you fed.

Thank you.

(TRAIN HORN BLOWS)

Excuse me. We're done.

Tea?

Do you see all these Americans
drinking coffee

in the evening, Paul? Coffee.

PAUL: Pay them no mind, dear.

-Barbarians, the lot of them.
-Mmm.

Oh, your skin.

Paul, look at her skin.

(SIGHS) What of it?

Oh, you're blessed
to have such skin, girl.

Minus the shiner, of course.
(CHUCKLES)

These American women love
their men untamed.

I suppose it has its uses.

Oh, will you bring us some biscuits?

You know what I mean
when I say "biscuit"?

I do not mean the flavorless mix

of flour and baking soda
served with dinner.

-She means a cookie.
-Yes. A cookie.

Bring us a cookie.

I swear, Americans have reduced
the king's tongue

to the gibberish of infants.
"Cookies."

Miss.

-(TRAIN RATTLING)
-Good God!

ALEX: Apologies, sir.

What about me?

... I didn't spill it.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Rub there.

(GRUNTS)

Why don't you bring me
something sweet?

Is this mine to keep?

If you don't tell him about it,
it's yours.

ALEX: Mmm.

Soak it in the stew.
It'll be soft soon enough.

(SLOW, SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

(LATCH CLICKS SOFTLY)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

What the hell?

We serve breakfast at 7:00.

Be there at 6:00.

Manager says to wear these

or you'll have no feet
left to stand on.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SNIFFLES QUIETLY)

(EXHALES SHAKILY)

(URINE TINKLING)

MARY: You're a rich girl. Or you were.

Not too rich anymore, though.

Now you know what it's like.

I wasn't in need of a lesson.

Sure you were.

No royal family here, lady.

In America, you got to make it,
marry it or steal it.

You ain't cut out for hard work.

A bit too pure to steal,
I think, but...

with that face,

maybe you can marry it,
If you're lucky.

-I'm already married.
-Look how well he keeps you.

Like I said, I was robbed.

By a miserable excuse for a man

who clearly embraces
one of your pathways to success.

(SNIFFLES)

What's he do, then, this husband?

His family runs a ranch.

Cattle?

Be careful with cowboys, love.

Treat their horses better
than their ladies.

Guess you're gonna learn
to work after all.

With all due respect,

you don't look like someone
who should be giving advice.

Not giving advice,

just explaining the world
you now find yourself in.

I hope you booked return passage.

I don't think you have
the grit for this place.

-But you do?
- I don't do things for me anymore.

Doesn't matter if I have it.

Only matters if they have it.

Y-- you'll become a mother one day.

You'll see.

Mothers can endure anything.

ELSA: Mothers can endure anything.

A child's first act on this planet
is to tear his mother in two.

Rip her apart from the inside.

What emerges is a life
completely dependent on her.

For food, warmth, comfort, protection.

The child will speak a language

devised solely of wails and murmurs
and furrowed brows,

and the mother understands
this language

the instant it is spoken.

The mother is consumed
and driven by a love

that is indescribable to those
who have not experienced it.

It is not the butterflies
of infatuation.

It is the instinct of love.

(SLOW, SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

They feed you
at the end of your shift, then?

They do.

If you think of it,

grab some bread for my boys?

-You paid for meals.
-I paid what I could.

And what I could pay was for one meal.

I'll see what I can get.

HILLARY: Anything interesting
in the news?

This was yesterday's news, dear.

Nothing interesting
happened yesterday?

(SIGHS, CLEARS THROAT)

"The supporters of Adolfo de la Huerta
surrendered across Mexico,"

ending a revolution
I was unaware took place.

That's nice.

The franc dropped
to 91 francs to the pound. Oof.

Explain to me, Paul,

-the war's been over for years.
-Mmm-hmm.

How has everyone managed
to recover but the French?

ALEX: 'Cause the French
are the only nation paying loans

by taking more loans,

then paying those loans
by printing more money.

A cocktail napkin has
more intrinsic value than their franc.

(GASPS) I'm terribly sorry.

(CHUCKLES) No need to be sorry.
You're exactly right.

Oxfordshire. Am I right?

Working your way
across the wilds of America,

much to your parents' chagrin,
no doubt.

(PAUL CHUCKLES)

No doubt indeed, ma'am.

PAUL: I admire your spirit.

Don't let the entire adventure
be wasted on work.

Thank you, sir.

(SLOW ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC PLAYING)

-Tea?
- I think no.

No stockings?

Tea?

I asked you a question.

I've no stockings, sir.

Coffee. Please.

(SLOW, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(ALEX EXHALES)

Let's see if you can keep it
out of my lap this time.

(SUSPENSEFUL
DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(WHIMPERS SOFTLY)

(MOUTHS)

(SHUDDERING)

BERNARD: (MUFFLED)
The tears are saying no,

but your body is saying
something else.

(EERIE, HAUNTING MUSIC PLAYING)

(SCREAMS)

(GRUNTS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

-(SCREAMING)
-(FAST, FRANTIC MUSIC PLAYING)

-(PANTING)
-(COFFEE POT CLATTERS)

-(SLOW, SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
-(GASPS)

Back to your duties.

(LOCK CLICKS)

(SIGHS)

You know what they do
to people like you,

that go mad like a wild animal?

They treat you like one.

They cut the front of your lobe out.

Then you sit in the garden
and stare at fruit

for the rest of your sorry life.

And good riddance.

(VOICE TREMBLING) He attacked me.

I seen plenty of women take a beating.

Not one of those beatings
ended with a man

-losing all his fucking teeth.
-ALEX: With his hand.

On me.

In me.

He raped me with his hand. (SOBS)

Is that not a crime
on your train, sir?

Well, it's not up to me now.

It's up to the Chicago police.

(ALEX SOBS)

(PANTING)

(SCREAMS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

When did y'all build a lobby?

-Last year.
-(DOOR CLOSES)

MAMIE: Business was that good?

Ain't a hotel in town
stays as full as our jail.

Let me in the back.

(QUIET CHATTER)

HUTCHINSON: It's open.

You all just keep building
onto this place.

There's a mansion out in California
called the Winchester House.

-(SIGHS)
-MAMIE: Woman who owns it

has been building onto it
since the 1880s.

They say if she stops,
the ghosts of all the people killed

by a Winchester rifle
will haunt her out of that house.

That's what this place
is turning into.

Well, I've sent a few ghosts
Miss Winchester's way.

But you're exactly right,
we are haunted.

Not a sorrier son of a bitch
than these roughnecks.

Thought cowboys was wild,
but once they found oil in the ground,

been introduced
to a new level of rascal.

-Who's this?
-That's what I'm trying to find out.

Can I borrow your telephone?

-(RINGING)
-(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

-Operator.
-MAMIE: Operator,

I need a sheriff in--
Where in Montana?

-Bozeman.
-Bozeman, Montana.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

Operator.

Caller, who are you trying to reach?

Bozeman sheriff.

OPERATOR 2: Uh, Bozeman
is a city, not a county.

It doesn't have a sheriff.
It has a chief of police.

Well, surely Bozeman resides
in a county

and that county has a sheriff.

Uh, the county is Gallatin, miss.

I'll connect you with the sheriff.

-Does this sheriff have a name?
-He does.

When I connect him, you can ask him.

(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

Switchboard operators
can get a little salty.

Impudence rides sidesaddle
with anonymity.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

(DOOR OPENS)

There's a Marshal Fossett

from the Indian territory
on the telephone.

-Indian territory?
-Oklahoma, I suppose.

Operator said the call
Is from Amarillo, Texas.

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

Take the phone on the wall, Sheriff.

This is Sheriff McDowell.

Sheriff, this is Marshal Fossett
out of Fort Sill.

I'm in Amarillo
with a Spencer Dutton...

Sheriff?

You sound like a woman.

Well there's a reason for that.

Would you like to ruminate
on the specifics of my plumbing

or could you verify

the identity of the man
we have in custody?

I need to know
you're who you say you are

-before I discuss anything.
-(SIGHS)

This is Sheriff Hutchison,
Potter County, Texas.

This woman's a marshal?

I'm staring at her badge right now.

-So, you know her?
-Yeah, I know her.

Hmm.

-(CLEARS THROAT)
-I apologize, ma'am.

I did not know that
there were female marshals.

Well, there's one.
Do you know a Spencer Dutton?

I know him well.

Do you vouch for him?

Marshal, that's a Congressional
Medal of Honor recipient.

The president can vouch for him.

You won a Medal of Honor?

Not that I'm aware of.

He doesn't know about any medal.

Well, he received it just the same.

Let me talk to him.

What are you doing in Texas?

I'm coming home.

You taking the scenic route, huh?

The men who killed my brother...

where are they?

Are they still free?

Now, you listen to me.

You better stay in Texas

if your plan is coming back here
and starting a war.

As far as I know,
war's already started.

And you ain't stopped it.

Winter stopped it, son.

Winter's over.

Not up here, it ain't.

Tell my aunt I'm coming home.

Can you do that?

Before you do anything,

you come over here and see me
first thing, understand?

This is not the place you left.

Tell her.

So he's not a criminal?

Not yet, till he gets back here.

You want to do that young man a favor?

Detain him.

Find a reason to keep him
right where he is.

You can't arrest a man
for what he might do, Sheriff.

You're free to go.

(EXHALES)

(SIGHS)

I think you owe me a train ticket.

(QUIET, DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

-I'll need to stow that for you.
-Rifle stays with me.

We've got policies against--

I don't give a shit
about your policies.

Rifle stays with me.

What happened to this country?

What other rules were made
when I was Killing for this place?

(ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC PLAYING)

CLYDE: He says no laws apply here.

Why here?

Because this is a county
with no people.

No judge, no jury of your peers.

This is where we put
the whole fucking lot of them.

What did she do, you reckon?

I don't know.

I don't know that she did anything.

Drugs, maybe.

Whore like that, morphine.

Didn't look like drugs to me.

What a waste.

(GRUNTING SOFTLY)

And just like that,
a problem disappears.

Seems too easy.

They try to think of everything
when they make their laws.

But it turns out,
everything's a lot to consider.

(CHUCKLES)

(SLOW, PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(YOU CAN'T KEEP A GOOD MAN DOWN
BY MAMIE SMITH PLAYING)

It's automatic

But it's true

A good man will never do

He said

"I met a dame”

He will always...

I sure could use a light.

(SONG CONTINUES)
But girls...

Here you go. Right here.

It's okay. Second.

(SONG CONTINUES)
And always keep him nice...

Will you boys give us a moment?

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

F-- find us inside?

Promise.

(SONG CONTINUES)
No matter how you try...

What the hell?

I'm just saving you time.

They can't afford you.

What do you mean, "afford" me?

Let's not play "babe in the woods."

Here all alone, in that dress,

and expect me to believe
you're not working?

What the hell are you doing?

Working.

Fine.

Why don't you go work over there
and leave me alone?

Or...

we could work together.

I have a client
who will pay for one night

what you don't make in a month.

Yeah?

If he's so great,
why are you pawning him off?

I'm not pawning anything.

He's got a big appetite.

One's not enough.

He's British, so he likes a little...

theater... in the bedroom,

if you know what I mean.

Not sure I do.

(IMPERCEPTIBLE)

Doesn't that sound like fun?

People are watching.

Let them.

What do you say?

Let's go.

(SOLEMN ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING)

-(MACHINERY CLANGING)
-(STEAM HISSING)

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS)

(INDISTINCT BUSY CHATTER)

It's not right, Paul.

It's not our business, darling.

Well, I'm making it our business.

-Stand up, miss.
-(KEYS JANGLING)

You won't even ask to hear my side?

Do that to someone's face,
you don't have a side.

And I don't care how many girls
he's got on the side.

Girls on the side...

Up and turn around.

I will not.

I have rights.

Stand up and turn around
or I will turn you around.

-Have it your way, lady.
-(GASPING SOFTLY)

What about my things?

My luggage. I need my things.

Officer, I was witness to the assault.

Yeah, well, I'll get your name
and address after we load her up.

-Officer.
-(HANDCUFFS CLICK)

-Officer.
-(OFFICER SIGHS)

You are arresting the victim, sir.

The victim?

My husband and I both
witnessed the man place...

...place his hand beneath her skirt
as she poured him coffee.

He groped her privates
and she defended herself.

Did you tell anyone this?

I told the conductor.

OFFICER: He's not your boyfriend?

I am married, sir,
and not to that scoundrel.

The man says you're his girl.

Well, Officer, I think
you should consider that a rapist

might also be capable of lying.

You both saw it?

Yes, we did.

I was prepared to intervene,

but the lady was quite adept
at intervening on her own behalf.

You both be willing
to make a statement?

We are, sir.

Let me go talk to the guy
and see what his story is now.

Thank you.

(HILLARY SNICKERS SOFTLY)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(INDISTINCT)

(STEAM WHISTLE BLOWS)

(INDISTINCT)

Get your hands off me.

Get-- You're making a big mistake!

You'll need to come down
to the station tomorrow

to file a formal complaint
SO we can prosecute.

At this address.

What happens to him?

He comes with us.

You're free to go.

(BUSY CHATTER)

(GRUNTS)

I-- I was looking for you.

I'm sure. Where is it?

Where's what?

My tips.

-Officer!
-Don't. Okay.

You know, one day,
you'll have children.

-(COINS JINGLING)
-And you'll see.

I already see.

Cancelled. (BREATHES SHAKILY)

The train to Fargo is cancelled. Why?

Snowdrift.

How long do those last?

-Till they melt.
-How long does that take?

I don't know, lady.

So far, there are only seven tickets
sold to that train.

You want to know why?

"Cause no one goes to Fargo
in the fucking winter.

It's spring.

It's spring in Florida.

Out here, it's...
it's winter till June.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SOFT, SAD MUSIC PLAYING)

-Let's go.
-Thank you so much, sir.

Do you need a ride somewhere, dear?

They cancelled my train.

Come on, let's go.

(INDISTINCT)

(SOBBING)

A train station
is no place for a young lady.

Neither is Chicago, for that matter.

Come with us.

Go with you where?

Winnetka.

-Where's that?
-It's not far.

It will remind you more
of Oxfordshire than America,

I assure you.

It seems...

a bit of respite

from your adventures...

might be needed.

You've seen what happens to men
with wayward hands around me.

(PAUL CHUCKLES)

I shall keep my hand
firmly in my pockets.

I assure you.

(SWEEPING, GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

(IMPERCEPTIBLE)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(INSECTS TRILLING)

(PANTING SOFTLY)

(PATS HORSE'S FLANK)

Bet you don't wander far from water.

(CLICKS TONGUE)

(QUACKING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

Indian.

That's a fucking Indian.

(KISSES)

(GRUNTS)

(HORSE SNORTS)

Ha!

Ha! Ha!

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(PANTING HEAVILY)

(HORSE GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS, BELLOWS)

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

(HORSE BELLOWS)

(BELLOWS)

-(GRUNTS)
KENT: Ha! Hal

Whoa.

-(PETE WAR CRIES)
(GUNSHOTS)

(CLOSING THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

English - SDH