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Marcus, can you hear me?

My God.

Are you ready, Marcus?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

This is to help you get by.

Until you get home.

Marcus.

Your mother was right.

Follow your heart.

And don't ever lose your imagination.

Thank you sister Lisa

Hey, boy.

Don't you know you never touch a man's horse unless you're invited?

Naughty.

I'll take a ball and chug.

Ned, get back to work.

Do you need anything, sweetie?

A horse?

Oh, what happens?

I know a man who sells them.

Come into the saloon. We'll discuss it.

Come on.

Ned?

Please have a seat.

What would you like?

Water. Oh, okay.

Thank you.

What's your name, sweetie?

Marcus. Marcus.

I'm Vivian.

Vivian Valeray.

Welcome to Purgatory.

Fancy.

Are you looking to be entertained tonight?

Excuse me?

Yeah, do you want company?

A girl?

Oh, well.

What kind of an horse are you hoping to buy?

One to get me home.

Oh.

Well, let's go see Titus at the livery up the street. You tell him that I sent

you, and he'll do you right.

Where are you staying?

Oh.

I have rooms.

50 cents a night.

Could you do that?

Oh, good.

Oh. You've been working on the rail spur?

Aged out of the mission orphanage.

Oh.

Is that a fact?

Come sit by me.

I like that you're reading that book I gave you.

No.

It's a shaman.

A shaman is a healer connected to the divine.

He knows in all people that good and evil walk hand in hand.

In the end, goodness must lead the way.

I dream about those etchings.

Don't ever lose that imagination.

I got a new name for you.

Shaman.

He's an artist.

He gets that from you.

It's in his blood.

Another one aged out from the orphanage.

receive the cash stipend.

Well,

might be time for the Mexican to earn some bread and honey.

Ah, the beauty of restitution.

I'm sorry I hurt you.

I'm sorry I locked you in this room. I didn't want you to run away before we

had a chance to talk.

You remind me of myself when I was young.

Ambitious, smart, beautiful.

You told me you wanted to attend the Conservatory of Music.

Well, you're not gonna earn enough money playing the piano downstairs.

That is just a fact.

Think about the opportunity that you have being here

with me.

Men control this world.

It's never gonna change.

But we have our own kind of power.

Let me show you.

How to manipulate that power to your benefit.

You can be a victim or you can control your fate.

I wasn't raised to be like this.

Well, my girls, they earn their way to respectability.

What they do here doesn't get in the way of them marrying a rancher or a doctor

or any of the noble professions.

I don't know.

There's a charming young man in world three.

Why don't you go and see him?

May I come in?

Okay.

He's leaving us with me.

For what?

Company chief.

You know.

I didn't ask for any pleasure.

Then why are you here?

I should ask you the same.

I don't want to be here.

I have never been

with a man.

Well, I've never been with a girl either.

Sister Lisa, she said that's something special that you save.

This is beautiful.

Is this your home?

What?

What is your name?

Marcus Dollar.

Yours?

Belle Dubois.

I've never heard that kind of name.

My real name is Dulce Flores.

Dulce.

Sweet.

Why are you using a fake name?

Something to do with Miss Vivian?

How did you wind up here?

Me papa, he made pottery.

My sister, she's just like him.

When he died, she wanted me to be like her.

We got a big argument.

You know that?

To come here?

No.

To make enough money.

To attend the Conservatory of Music.

Music?

I play piano.

Miss Vivian, she hired me to play here.

At least it's...

But I thought... After a while, she said I had to do more.

I refuse.

She do that to you?

Her and Ned, they beat.

Mira.

She was one of the girls here.

They hurt her so bad.

I never saw her again.

All I want to do is go home.

Dulce.

Dulce, wake up.

I need to get back to my room. No, wait.

I'm fixing to buy a horse.

I'll take you home.

You will?

That's right.

But Miss Pippin and I live downstairs. I don't see how... I'm gonna get you out

of here.

Trust me.

I won't be long.

Excuse me?

What can I do for you?

I need a horse.

What about that one?

Duchess?

She belongs to Sheriff Tibbs.

I'll run you north of 200 or more.

Hold on now, fella. I got others. I got others.

I need one cheap and I need it now.

You got a name?

Marcus. I'll tell you what, Marcus.

I'll sell you that old mule right there for $10.

Another three in.

I'll pay my boy Jesse for that saddle and bridle.

Old train.

Yeah. Get you wherever you're going.

I'll take him.

Let's go, Dulcé.

What are you doing?

Hey!

Hey, you!

Hey, you!

Hey, come back!

You come back here!

Like a snake!

Come here! Come here!

What are you yelling about?

Belle and that dustbin lid just took off on the mule. What?

Right now!

She saw what we did to Myra.

Who's going to miss a dead whore?

Nobody!

Unless that Mexican girl opens her mouth.

You are a stupid.

As you're ugly, now go find her.

Or else we will be swinging on the gallows.

I have been praying for God to deliver me from the mess I got myself in.

Just when I lost hope and didn't want to leave anymore,

he sent you.

I will never forget.

Why don't you stay?

Get rest.

Leave any morning.

I best get on.

Thank you.

I hope I will see you again.

I've been sick of worrying.

What were you doing in Tucson?

And why are you dressed like that?

Before you get mad at me, I didn't do what you're thinking.

I took a job.

Playing the piano in a canteen.

A canteen?

What were you thinking about?

The conservatory of music.

That's a dream.

At least I have one.

Do you know how many nights of insomnia I've had?

I didn't know if you were alive or dead.

Hey!

Who was that man?

I don't know much about him.

Did he just offer you a ride?

Are you feeling better?

No.

I don't feel any better.

Preston.

It's okay.

Oh!

Kip!

Grab her!

Please, don't hurt us. I beg you, please.

Please.

Marcus, run!

Run now!

Hey!

You move, you die.

Sam! Hey

Sam!

Make sure Jeremiah's widow gets the reward.

She'll appreciate that.

Chuck, get these worthless sidewinders to the dead house.

Oh my God.

God had nothing to do with it.

Thank you. Thank you.

Very nice. Très magnifique.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Ladies.

Gentlemen. Though we may taste the fruits of their labour,

may we never be tempted.

Horse. Horse!

You guys bum, hmm?

Wipe your chin.

Chin?

It's a good whiskey.

Wipe your chin.

Ears all red.

You didn't mistake it for a horse again.

Good job Vivian's not here right now. Maybe I must stick her up for a horse.

Oh, that's a big talk for a jaw-flappin' Englishman.

Ah, Vivian.

What's telling me what to do? I'm sick of this rubbish.

What the hell's got you so riled up today?

We had another girl run off.

La la du bois.

Wasn't even a real whore.

They were on the mitten and ended up running off with some...

Ragamuffin on a mule.

Hey, and then, Vivian tells me to go after her. Pack on some Pinkerton or

something. A load of bullets.

Burning the breeze today, Ned.

Yes, I am.

Three sheets to the wind, my friend.

Three sheets to the wind!

Marcus. No.

Oh my god.

Grave robin.

Face me when I'm talking to you, boy.

State your business.

I just wanted to come home.

What's your name?

Marcus Dollar.

Yeah, I had a feeling you'd be back one day.

Sorry what happened to your folks.

That was the grievous thing.

How'd you know?

Mentioned it in the tax sale.

Nobody wanted this place because of its soul.

I bought it.

Fair and square.

You hit.

Two days ago.

I got some air tights if you want them.

Hi, Jack. Hey, look out.

I'll be standing there.

Here comes news of the world.

Afternoon, Roy.

Ross Lee.

Deke. Pull up a chair.

I wish I could.

I'm buried in work. I just came by to... Don't tell me you're buried in work. I

see that San Francisco Chronicle you're holding.

A man's got to keep up with the times.

Deke, the judge here thinks we should keep up with the times.

You like trying to catch your own shadow?

Well, listen to this.

Gottlieb Daimler, German mechanical engineer, has designed and produced the

world's first four-wheeled motor wagon.

And we'll get with both of them.

And the first alternating current electrical power plant in the U.S.

begins operation in Great Barrington, Massachusetts.

You boys are hopeless.

Wesley, I just came by to ask you if you'd speak for me at my campaign event.

Well, Roy, you know I won't dance around the truth.

You willing to risk that?

Wesley, how long have we been friends?

Since 68.

You were circuit judge in Wickenburg.

Glad to see that whiskey hadn't dulled your memory.

I remember when you and your young charge here were scraping just to make

ends meet.

And look at you now.

The Pima County duly elected sheriff and deputy for five years thanks to my

endorsements. Though I still can't figure out who's looking after who. Roy,

you know I'll be there.

Good. Because Gurness Bean is stepping down.

And that territorial delegate seat to the U.S. Congress is wide open. And I

aim to claim it.

I'll be damned if those boys in Washington are going to tell us who we

are or what we believe.

By God, this is the Arizona territory.

The least governed is the best governed.

You didn't care for the Beans.

They were fine.

Ain't no way of getting past it.

Being here, it's bringing it all back.

Heard talk it was the Weaver gang.

Yeah, sounded like them from what I know.

Law followed up.

But they claimed they were in the gallows.

I seen a lot of killin' them one time.

It ain't nothin' you get over.

You get a siesta, line by me.

Let me know if you need anything.

Thank you, Sister Luisa.

Dear Jeremy of ours.

Can I see?

I am Alberto Miguel de Cervantes Medina.

You may call me Berto.

What's your name?

Marcus Preston Dollar.

What about your parents?

Murdered.

There's four of them.

One day, I'll find them.

Father Rossetti puts me in the cellar.

He blames me for everything.

Never them.

They seek to be alert.

We should too.

Desperados.

How beautiful.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

Why?

All the things I told you.

I also told you some things.

We are different people.

You see life with your heart.

¿Estás dispuesta a dejarlo todo por tu música?

¿No está la familia?

No te entiendo, pero quiero que seas feliz.

Necesito decirte algo, Dulce.

Algo que nunca le he dicho a nadie.

Do you remember?

I think it was 15 years ago when I went to Tucson.

I went there for two days.

Dad got really mad at me when I came home.

I told Mom and Dad that I was with friends, but

it was a lie.

Something bad happened to me.

Estaba sola y era tonta.

Dos hombres se aprovecharon de mí.

Todavía tengo pesadillas.

Creo que podemos dejarlo así.

Lo siento mucho.

Por eso estaba tan molesta.

No estaba enojada contigo.

Estaba asustada por ti.

Now, tell me about this man who brought you home.

Wish we'd get a ring.

Son, don't steal up on a man with his back turned.

Sorry.

Something out there?

Yeah.

Something's out there.

Six years I've been thinking about coming back here.

Only to find that it's not home anymore.

Where are you headed?

Tombstone, maybe?

Do you think it's better to stay here?

Where?

Well, I could use a hand around the place.

You just... Set up here for free for a while. You're looking for something. A

little permanent.

Is that old Dan haul lumber?

Well, why don't you hitch him to that buckboard yonder. Head into Camp Lowell

for supplies.

Tell him to put it on my belt.

Never did tell me your name.

Garrett.

Dallas Garrett.

Now all's we need is a fresh coat of paint.

By the way, he owe me for the materials.

Foreman said he didn't know you.

Oh, he did.

Well, next time I'll go and straighten him out.

Sure is acting funny.

Why'd you do that?

He was wounded. The others would have turned on him. It's the merciful way

out.

I've never seen shooting like that.

You're lucky, I guess.

Well, there was this one time I... What?

I do not understand why Sister Luisa took us to that farm.

Do you know?

You want my cows for a living.

Then what else would you do?

I want to be a locomotive engineer.

Is that all right?

Are you boys okay?

You ever married?

A long time ago.

What's it like?

Well, it ain't all about the loving.

That'll get you hitched, but it ain't gonna keep it that way.

That takes commitment.

What about you?

You got a girl?

Not yet.

There's one I've been thinking about an awful lot, though.

Hello,

Marques.

This is who I spoke of.

Marques, this is my sister, Blanca.

Nice to meet you.

Pleasure's mine.

What brings you here?

Need a few supplies.

Anything in particular?

Need jerky, flour, and coffee.

What have you been doing?

Well...

I've been thinking about you.

I have, uh... I have thought about you some, too.

I, uh... I'd be honored to call on you.

Well... What about this Sunday?

I know the perfect place.

You can see forever up here.

It is my secret, by the way.

You're afraid of high places.

Why do you come up here?

Happens that.

to think

why

were you in the mission wasn't it

my mom and paul were

killed by horse thieves they tried to kill me too

I'm so sorry.

I relive every day I had with my family.

You can never get time back.

I know.

Me mama died when I was 14.

Papa, last year, we'll have a broken heart, I think.

Like you, I would give you anything to have them back.

Something beautiful about the desk.

Beautiful, I...

I

was so afraid.

Before I met you.

I won't let anything happen to you.

Never again.

I got a new name for you.

Shaman?

Hi.

Where you been?

What you get up to, huh?

What are you looking at, boy?

Nothing.

Know who owns the great quarter horse outside?

Yep.

Why not, man?

Nice animal.

He's mine.

Best I ever had.

I've had a few.

Where'd you get them?

You ask a lot of questions, friend.

Just need to sell horses off.

No golly.

If you're looking to buy, ain't never gonna happen.

A man ought to know how to ride and shoot good, shouldn't he?

I suppose.

My pa taught me how to ride.

Taught me a lot of things.

Died before he could teach me much about guns.

There's not much to it.

Just aim and pull.

Oh, I can do that.

But I want to be an expert drawer like you.

What makes you think I'm an expert?

When you drop that coyote, I want to know how to draw fast.

You don't got to be fast to kill a varmint.

Just accurate.

But I might find myself in a difficulty where someone calls me out.

That's the part they don't add up. The other night you were sparrow chasing and

now you want to be a gunslinger?

I saw the man who killed my pa.

How can you be so sure?

I'll never forget his face.

He's riding the horse my pa was breaking for me.

Name's Lynn Casper.

Casper rode with the Weaver gang.

Call them out you're asking for the grave.

I ain't gonna help you dig it All

right, I laid my cards down now you do the same I'm not playing your game. You

left out the part. We use an outlaw called Deadeye Who told you that about

six years ago you robbed a bank in Tucson? I saw it with my own eyes See

that's I'm talking about you got some kind of imagination

Taylor came out from the bank with a scatter gun. You shot it from his hands.

Just like you shot that coyote.

You gonna turn me in?

You gonna teach me how to draw?

Can I see that one?

Now keep both eyes open.

Now breathe.

If you want to master anything.

Find your rhythm.

Find your spirit.

That's where the truth hides.

Don't suppose there's any talking you out of this?

Calling a man out ain't a halfway game.

Let the killer be killed.

I've come for my horse.

Take him.

Remember?

I want names.

Oh, fella, you, uh...

You got the wrong guy.

Okay, I have no idea what you're talking about.

I want names.

Please, you have to understand.

It was all Knox Weaver's idea.

Sam and Kip Riley, they did most of it, okay? I didn't want to. I didn't want

to, I promise.

They made me. They made me do it. Who killed my brother?

I killed him. Who killed my brother? Okay, I killed him.

All right? I killed your damn brother, and it was an accident.

I told you it was an accident.

But when I kill you, it won't pay.

Where are they?

Since the last I heard, Kip, you was digging graves in a bone orchard in

Rolito.

Knox Weaver?

I ain't seen Knox in years.

I swear,

I ain't the same as I was back then.

Me neither.

Killed Casper, didn't you?

He killed himself.

Where's he?

Single mule tracks coming in. Had a horse heading down.

Hmm. Barkeep said Casper's horse is missing.

You stay here.

You ask around.

What evil has this man done?

That's what we're going to find out.

Marcus, I'm leaving.

Come with me.

I can't.

I'm sorry.

Okay.

Amigo.

Esperados for life.

Dios mio, Marcus!

Virgil? Si!

Ay, Dios mio!

Are you alone? Did anyone follow you?

I don't know why.

What are you doing here?

I'm around for the law.

Come inside.

Come back.

I cannot believe I'm seeing you.

Tell me everything.

Reached out.

Learned a little about my family's place.

Remember when we saw that bank robbery?

Bet you bought it.

Baratel, when you got in trouble with the law, did you kill someone?

Say.

How do you feel about it?

You deserved it.

I killed someone last night.

One of the men that murdered your family?

Fact is, I plan on killing the rest.

Can't help it.

Think I should?

What do you have to gain?

More importantly, what do you have to lose?

They'll say Marcus what a surprise to see you.

How the fuck?

Why?

What is wrong? I don't know. It's just something happened. I'm not sure about

everything and what I Marcus You're scaring me. I don't want to scare you.

Don't say that's not what I'm trying to do I like you. I like you a lot a whole

lot. I like you very much too.

You know that right? Yeah, I know that's part of the problem. It's just

I did something and I don't want to hurt you, but it might. I don't want that to

happen. I took something from somebody.

And I'll never be able to give it back.

You keep Riley?

Who wants to know?

I'll ask the questions.

Where's Knox Weaver? He's up in Red Rock

Should have killed me when you had the chance.

Find anything?

I got in late last night.

I lost him at the rail tracks. I rode the line until there weren't no more.

I don't know where the hell he is.

Sheriff.

Sheriff, you ain't gonna believe it.

Kip Riley got killed.

Last night.

Up in Rieto.

He and his brother Sam rode with Knox Weaver, same as Casper.

Hmm.

Weaver's still around.

Red Rock.

Death.

Death's knocking on his door.

Titus. Yes, sir.

Didn't you have an old mule back in that back stall over there?

Sure did.

What happened to it?

I sold him to a young man that Mrs. Vivian sent me.

Do you have a name?

It's, uh, Mark. It's Mark. Mark, yeah. Nice young man.

She was a girl.

No, by himself.

Did he say anything else? Anything at all?

Seemed like he was in a hurry.

Hey, James.

Afternoon, Wesley.

Vivian?

Please.

Would you like a little whiskey?

That would be real nice.

Thank you.

See, Ned's calmed down.

He was raising holy hell the other day when you were gone.

Who was he now?

Rambling on about a couple of your girls that disappeared.

Fell something.

Said she ran off with an orphan boy on a mule.

Said it's two runaways you had lately.

What was that other girl's name?

They come and go. It's just in the nature of the business.

I wonder where they go.

No idea.

Man, Mara, she's a lord nomadic.

I rescued her from the living hell of a man she was traveling with.

I did my best.

As for the other Mexican potter's daughter, no telling.

You know how I am with my girls, Wesley.

They're my children.

Never let any harm happen to them.

I've known you a long, long time.

You carry a vein of... sorrow.

A mile deep.

Maybe we're kindred spirits.

I always liked you, baby.

I always respected the way you run your business.

But I have to ask you, if they come and go like you said,

how come you send Ned looking for that Mexican girl?

Because I was worried about her. I am worried about her.

Do you have any idea what these doves go through?

What I've been through I thought not

Solicitor

Conway petitioned the court to allow the decedent son Marcus P dollar to testify

since he was the only witness to the crime.

Judge Holt denied Conway's request on grounds that said son is 12 years old,

so not of legal age to testify?

Roy dismissed all charges.

I'm right impressed, Sheriff, but that don't tell us where he is. Vivian said

that the runaway was the daughter of a Mexican potter.

Well, we're gonna find Mexican stoneware this side of the border.

Marcos, are you alright?

Fine. Then worse.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

Don't let it pass through.

I'll shut you.

I need to clean the wound.

I'll get some hot water and bandages, okay?

What the hell happened to you?

Kip Riley shot me.

You kill him too?

I was along for Casper, but I didn't know the killing was going to continue.

Time comes you'll regret this.

Dallas, what would you do if you were me? I'd really like to know.

Son, I've been your ass. You ain't never been mine.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm trying to steer you clear from winding up like me. An old man who

grieves every life he took.

The more you take, the more it haunts you.

It's too late to ride around it.

The only reason I kept you around is because I felt sorry for you.

I didn't ask for pity.

Well, you get it anyway.

I can stand by and watch you make the same mistakes I did.

In the morning, you ride out.

Don't come back.

It ends with Knox Weaver.

Ladies. Good afternoon.

Wesley Tibbs.

Pima County Sheriff.

Either one of you know Vivian Villare?

I will not go back there.

I don't care what you do to me. I won't! Ma'am, that's not why we're here. We're

looking for Marcus Dollar.

I understand you left out of Vivian's place with him.

He was here.

He had a bullet hole in his leg.

My sister treated the wound and then he left.

Where is he?

You better tell me where he is.

Where is he?

I'm going to ask you one last time.

Where is he?

To my canyon.

I have swept your offenses like a cloud, and your sins like a mess.

Return to me, for I have redeemed you.

A couple lawmen come by.

Said they didn't know who was behind them killings, but said that I might be

next.

After they left, I surmised it was you.

I've known this day was coming.

You have every right to be here.

What happened to you was... unforgivable.

And if it is God's will that you shoot me dead, I accept that.

I only ask... Can you spare my family?

Like you spared mine?

You won't believe this, but I'll tell you anyway.

I only came for the horses.

God knows I wanted to stop them.

I tried to stop them.

I just wasn't strong enough.

Leave her alone!

We're only here for the horses.

You ain't the boss no more, old man.

I am.

Now, drop your iron and shut up!

Now I see it. Drop it.

That's it.

Yeah, go ahead now.

Don't you hurt that boy!

It haunts me every day.

And I will die sorry.

Sorry doesn't cut it.

No.

Forgive me, Father.

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

Forgive us.

Forgive us our trespasses.

Jesus not into temptation, but

deliver us from evil.

There's nobody in the house.

Bond's seen a recent white horse.

We know he's on Casper's horse.

It's getting late. We'll make camp here.

How does a man forgive himself?

For killing his only child.

He gave himself Wesley.

I have a better past.

And Colton's just... He's just coming home.

I thought he was... If I hadn't have been drunk, I wouldn't have shot him.

After Colton was gone, grief killed his mom.

Sarah died.

I quit caring about living.

Imagine that's what made you a good soldier.

Killing will make you a good soldier.

That the man who earned that Congressional Medal of Honor that you

wear?

Your pa?

He's the one that taught me how to be a good officer.

Saved my life.

Me and 16 fine men.

I don't know, D.

Maybe I'm just getting old.

Damned if I want to pull the trigger on anyone anymore That

kid ain't had a chance

What that gang did to him the

court He's

fighting demons they all fighting demons with it

Your heart's like a mesquite tree.

Deep-rooted.

But it ain't what he's seeking.

You're staring at your soul.

Think he knows we're looking for him?

I think it's crossed his mind.

I'd make out, but looks like our boy's heading this way.

Marcus, hurry, get inside!

Who's up there?

The law.

They round us up, we will hang.

This ain't your fight, Bertil. I will do what it takes to help you.

What?

What the hell are you doing?

Now he's got an excuse to fire back.

What the hell?

This is Sheriff Wesley Tibbs.

You better think about what you're doing here.

No reason for anybody to get killed.

You started it.

One of my men was just trying to get your attention.

You got it all right.

I hear you got a girl.

You better think about what she's doing, how she feels.

Marcus, why don't you drop your gun and come on out? We can discuss this.

Did he make your way over to that wagon over there?

I ain't gonna wait all day, Marcus.

What's your pleasure?

I've seen people die that I cared about.

You're not gonna be one more.

Law doesn't know that you're here.

Hide in the ravine. I'll be back. No.

I'm not leaving.

I'm through running from the law.

No.

No, Berto.

I almost forgot.

You kill one of us, you're gonna hang for sure.

You come out peaceful, you got a chance to live.

Why should I trust you?

Well, I know what you've been through, son.

I went to the courthouse, I saw the records.

What the Weaver Gang did to you and your family.

There are no words.

And there was no justice that day in the court.

You're in a bad box here, son.

Come on, let's face it out.

I won't shoot.

You got my word.

I don't suppose you'll let me run out of here?

I can't do that. You know it.

Then what?

I'll do whatever I can for you, son.

But that's all I can guarantee.

You're gonna have to drop that gun.

Dr. Keensburg said not to say anything to upset you, but... Marcus...

You killed those men, didn't you?

When I left the mission, all I wanted was a normal life.

Then I saw Link Casper, and everything changed.

You could have left it alone.

Not after what they did.

I don't expect you to understand.

It's just something that I had to do.

Even if losing you was...

I wish it was different.

I'm sorry.

I can't say.

I can't. Don't say.

There's no future for us.

That's not what you want.

So what's best for you?

Remember when I said I liked you very much?

Oh I'll be through this.

Marcus has been saying some things that lead me to believe there might be

something wrong with his mental state.

Mental state?

Let me clarify.

An old classmate of mine from back east, Dr. Thomas Dorsey, is in town.

He's an alienist.

Studies something called psychology.

Psychology?

Huh.

That's interesting.

Would you have any objections to him examining Marcus?

Well, what's left to diagnose?

The diagnosis I asked Dr. Dorsey to make isn't for the injury Marcus sustained on

the outside, but rather the one within.

I don't follow, Judge Holtz.

I am quite certain that Mr.

Dollar suffers from a mental disorder recently identified as dementia precox.

Now, the afflicted suffer from hallucinations. They hear others who

aren't present.

In rare cases, they visualize or even interact with people who are not real.

Hmm.

Sounds like a fancy way of saying he's crazy. No.

No, not exactly.

Now, with the proper therapy and counseling, the hallucinations can be

brought under control.

What causes this, uh... Dementia, Precox. There you go.

Yeah. Studies show that, uh, extreme mental trauma at an early age can be

effective.

Now, symptoms usually present themselves in the late teens or early 20s.

Judge, what I found six years ago was horrible.

Only thing that kept Marcus alive was sand and blood that had coagulated in

his neck wound. I'm not unsympathetic to the hardships he may have suffered as a

child, but as an adult, Marcus Dollar must and will stand trial for murder.

Your Honor, he told us that a friend of his from the mission, Berto Medina,

aided him in the gunfight.

He also claims that a former bank robber, Dallas Garrett, also known as

Deadeye, taught him how to fast draw.

Boy, I wasn't here when Dead Eye was active, but I remember him. His real

name was Edgar Hicks.

He died in 81, robbing a stagecoach outside of Phoenix. And as for Berto

Medina, he died in a knife fight four years ago in Yuma.

So Dollar just made all these people up.

Yes.

Dallas Garrett and Berto Medina are as real to him as we are to you.

Dr. Dorsey, Dr. Ginsberg, thank you so much for coming by.

Thank you.

Gentlemen.

They care crazy, and we're both out of a job.

Who's defending Dollar?

A burner Erickson.

Erickson's pretty sharp.

When's the trial?

Fourth of June.

Wesley, what the hell are you trying to pull?

Erickson's gonna do his homework, and he's gonna discover you presided over

the Weaver case in 80, and he is gonna wait the snakes for that at the Dollar

trial. That was a separate matter. No, it wasn't, Roy.

If you'd let Dollar testify, the Weaver gang had all been hanged, and none of

this would be happening.

Boy, it wasn't legal age to testify.

But you were the damn judge, Roy.

I mean, you could have made an exception.

I follow the law. You should, too.

Weaver is willing to testify on Dollar's behalf.

I mean, he's willing to swear on the Bible that his gang was responsible for

the killings. Oh, and he's a damn fool.

Some men will do foolish things if it means getting right with the Lord.

Let me tell you how this plays out.

Dollar will be found guilty.

And the newspapers are going to drag your ass through the mud for not letting

the boy testify at the Weaver trial.

Well, it won't be the first time.

It's going to create sympathy for him.

And you're going to be seen as the villain.

It's not a good look for a man who wants to be territorial delegate to Congress.

What's gotten into you?

Is this about your son?

No, Roy, it ain't.

It's about these killers who were never brought to justice.

You can't hang men on insufficient evidence. It's how the law works.

What do you want?

I want to save this boy's life. Let him plead guilty to voluntary

manslaughter and you can sentence him how you see fit.

The kid suffers from psychological trauma, Roy.

He deserves a chance.

The doctors, they believe that they can help him.

You don't believe in this newfangled psychology guff, do you?

You're always telling me you're a man of the times, Roy.

Well, be one.

That orphan boy stands trial tomorrow.

And the Mexican girl knows everything.

It's only a matter of time till they string our necks.

I told you to find them.

That's what I get for sending a half-man like you.

Shut up.

You're the one who killed Maria, not me.

Maria was giving drugs to my girls.

I wasn't trying to kill her.

I was trying to teach her a lesson. Well,

I'll not pay for your sins.

You make out you're the saviour of these soiled doves. That's bollocks.

You're the devil.

Watch your tongue.

Oh, you're born in a brothel. Brought up in a brothel. Can I have in these young,

innocent girls to do your dirty work because you're too damn dry to do it

yourself?

Every day you breathe grey.

It's because of me.

I'll keep your secret.

Oh, my secret, eh?

My bloody secret.

Well, better than a whorehead like you.

Marcus Preston Dock.

You are charged with two counts of involuntary manslaughter.

How do you plead?

Your Honor, we plead guilty.

Mr. Dolly, do you make this plea of your own free will?

Yes, sir.

You understand that the sentence you will be given will be final, without

appeal? I understand.

Judge, Mr.

Dolly will request permission to address the court before sentence is passed.

I will allow it.

I was blessed with a mom that understood me.

And believed in me.

She taught me how to read.

Taught me about life.

Told me to stay curious.

Keep asking questions.

That in the end, goodness must lead the way.

My pa taught me that a man was only as good as his word.

That hard work was needed no matter what you did in life.

And that family... Morning, pa. ...was everything.

Morning, son.

I loved them both very much.

And they loved me.

Their lives were taken by four men who wanted to steal our horses.

One did this to me.

Somehow I survived.

When I come to, my pa was dead.

And all our horses were gone.

I went in the house to find my ma.

They killed her too.

Dr.

Ginsberg and Dr. Dorsey here say there's something wrong inside my head.

Maybe they're right.

I don't know.

When I left the mission, I had no friends.

So I guess I made some up.

The only people I killed were the men who murdered my mom and pa.

The law wouldn't punish them.

So I did.

If that makes me crazy...

I'm guilty as charged.

Mr. Dollar, when defendants are found guilty of first-degree murder in the

Arizona territory, the law dictates a sentence of death by hanging.

But due to the mitigating circumstances of your mental condition, you've been

allowed to plead guilty to a lesser charge, voluntary manslaughter, which

gives me more latitude when sentencing.

I hereby sentence you to five years probation, during which time he will

undergo psychological evaluation and counseling as prescribed by Dr. Ginsburg

and Dr. Dorsey.

It is so ordered.

What are you doing standing there?

We've got more work to do.

Stay put.

Dallas, I owe you for a lot.

Kindly took me in, taught me.

You were a good friend.

But the time has come for you to ride out.

It's my place.

I bought it fair and square.

No, it's mine.

Always was.

Might not come back.

That's what I want.

I'm going to close my eyes and count to ten.

When I open them, I want you gone.

For good.

I'm so afraid that you won't.

I won't let anything happen to you.

Life is a journey, don't we know?

All of us fight demons, yeah, that is so.

And in goodness must

lead the way.

Follow your heart.

oh every day let those long

shadows take us home

to those sweet memories

we'll always hold every night we'll bow

our heads and thank the lord the well we're led by those

Long shadows.

Light makes the darkness of shadow.

Faith makes the path to where we go.

Let those long shadows

take us home.

To those sweet memories we'll always

hold.

Every night we'll bow our heads and thank the Lord where we're led by those

long shadows.

Watch the sunset holding hands.

on the front porch of our family land well i've never let

anything happen to you

ever again with those long

shadows and take us home

always home.

Every night we'll bow our heads and thank the Lord with willy bottles.

Long shadows take us home.

Long shadows take us home.

Long shadows.