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- [Narrator] Fellow citizens, we cannot escape history.

We of this Congress, and this administration

will be remembered in spite of ourselves.

We say we are for the Union.

The world will not forget that we say this.

We know how to save the Union.

The world knows we do know how to save it.

During the war there were 2,778,304 men

mustered into this service, and the Union side.

This is the story of one of those men.

(eerie instrumental music)

- Oh, pull.

- [Sam's Wife] Sam.

(laughs)

- Honey, I brung something from town for you.

- Thank you, Sam.

- Oh, I got a letter for you, Martha.

- For me?

- Beautiful.

Just like you.

- Thank you, Sam.

- [Sam] You're more than welcome.

- You know, I never had time to learn how to read.

- Well it's from your son, Josh.

"The war is over, and I just got my

"discharge papers from the 10th Calvary.

"Thank God the killing is over.

"Looking forward to seeing you, and eating

"that good old home cooking of yours.

"I got me some good farming land,

"and we can come back here and make a home for ourselves.

"By the time this letter reaches you,

"I should be about a half day's ride from you.

"Your son, Josh."

- Yes, he's coming!

Y'all come on in!

I'm gonna fix you the best meal you ever had.

- We'll be right there.

(dramatic instrumental music)

- We need food and water.

We've come a long way.

- Why sure, help yourself to the well.

We're just sitting down to supper, come on in.

(dramatic instrumental music)

- [Jed] Hey, throw this rope here, Weasel.

- Give 'em a good rub down.

- [Weasel] This salt buster needs to be good.

- Concentrate on your food, Weasel.

- I'd rather concentrate on her.

- Here's some nice hot biscuits for you.

Those are my specialty.

- Yeah, yeah, old boy.

Ain't she a dandy.

- [Rex] Good table, good table.

- Thank you, thank you.

- Hey, pass me a little of that Ralph, snake juice.

- [Rex] Coming over, Weasel.

- Mighty fine meal.

Mighty fine.

- Man rides a long way, he needs something

solid to stick to his ribs.

- The man needs more than food though.

- How'd you like to have a big help with you?

- [Weasel] Who wouldn't?

(laughs)

Yeah.

- [Martha] Would someone care for some more stew?

- No, I'm...

- That sure is a pretty wife you got there.

- She's my new bride from back east.

- [Jed] Mighty lucky man.

- I sent me a picture to one of those

mail order bride places back east.

Paid for her to come out here and be my wife.

- You mean you done bought her?

- [Sam] I sure am a mighty proud man.

- Just like a horse.

- I hope I never give you any cause

to be sorry or disappointed.

- [Sam's Wife] Oh, Sam.

(dramatic instrumental music)

- That's enough.

I said that's enough!

- Let me buy a little kiss from you too!

- I said that's enough!

What do you mean?

- [Rex] Get him Weasel!

- Sam, Sam!

(gunshot fires)

- Sam!

(screams)

Sam!

Sam!

(Martha screams) (gunshot fires)

- [Martha] Josh.

(dramatic instrumental music)

- Howdy.

Your name's Sam?

- What do you want, boy?

- Looking for a black woman, named Martha.

- [Sam] You Josh?

- Yes sir, I'm Josh.

- I'm sorry, boy.

Some men rode by yesterday, took my wife.

Killed Martha.

(somber instrumental music)

- Where's she buried?

(somber instrumental music)

(dramatic instrumental music)

- Looks like we lost 'em in the rocks, Sam.

We tailed 'em as far as we could.

Who's that?

- [Sam] Martha's boy, Josh.

- That rifle you got, it belonged to my Pa.

- It was all Martha owned.

- Where abouts did you lose 'em, Sheriff?

- About 10 miles east, in the hills.

But there's five of them.

- I just finished fighting me a war, Sheriff,

and I killed nearly twice that many.

(dramatic instrumental music)

- [Jed] You shot his friend?

(men laugh)

Ah, get up in there!

Come on, Weasel.

(Sam's Wife screams) (men laugh)

- [Rex] Take care of that stuff, Jed!

Don't bruise it!

(Sam's Wife screams) (men laugh)

- I'm gonna straighten this wildcat up.

- Just knock her in the head, she'll be quiet.

- You gotta behave yourself now.

- We got water about two miles east of us.

- Good, lets get to it.

(Weasel laughs) (Sam's Wife sobs)

- [Rex] Don't bruise her Jed.

(Sam's Wife screams)

- [Jed] Hold up!

(men laugh)

(ominous instrumental music)

- We can make camp here.

Start the campfire, I'm gonna try this heifer out.

- [Rex] Who's next?

- [Weasel] When does my turn come?

- [Rex] Don't wear it out!

(Sam's Wife sobs)

Go for it, Jed!

- [Sam's Wife] Please stop!

No, no!

- [Rex] Make her remember you!

(men laugh) (Sam's Wife sobs)

- [Sam's Wife] No, please!

No!

No!

No!

(Sam's Wife screams)

(ominous orchestral music)

- Boy, old Jed sure been back there a long time.

(men laugh)

- Sure has.

- [Rex] She sure must be something.

(men laugh)

- [Weasel] Wonder what old Jed's

doing back there anyway.

(laughs)

- [Rex] Yeah, she sure must be something.

(men laugh)

- She sure is some hell cat.

- [Weasel] All mine, all mine.

(Sam's Wife sobs)

- [Sam's Wife] Mother.

Don't touch me anymore!

(men laugh)

- [Weasel] Oh, my god.

- [Rex] Hey, look at old Weasel, he's all set to go.

- [Jed] I'm gonna tell Weasel don't die of a heart attack.

- [Rex] Lets go see what he's got.

- [Thug] Piss on your grave.

- [Rex] Lets see what you've got.

- I'm gonna pick both your heads off...

(overlapping arguing)

- [Jed] Alright that's enough, leave him be.

- Get those pants down.

Now I see what you got there, Weasel.

- I said that's enough!

(Sam's Wife screams)

- [Sam's Wife] Leave me alone!

- Damn it Jed, we just having some fun.

- Don't try me, Rex!

(Sam's Wife screams)

- Come on Rex, blah, blah!

Down, down you filthy, dirty slicker guy.

Come on, draw!

- One of these days, Jed.

- Slink off like a chokey tail in the dark.

No more guts than a rabbit.

Yeah, run off, put your tail between...

Between your tail, and run away like a coyote.

(laughs) (Sam's Wife sobs)

- Alright, Weasel, alright!

Get some sleep, goddammit I said get some sleep!

- [Sam's Wife] Don't do this!

- We got a hard day's ride tomorrow.

- [Sam's Wife] Don't do this anymore!

(sobs)

(screams)

- [Jed] That's enough.

You hear me?

Shut-up, shut-up, come on, be quiet.

(sobs)

- Mother.

- Settle down.

- Stop.

(dramatic instrumental music)

- Jed, there's somebody tracking us.

- Maybe it's a lawman.

- It's a black man.

There ain't no black lawman.

Pete.

- You boys go ahead, I'll finish him off,

catch up later.

- [Rex] Don't be long, Pete.

- Lets go.

(dramatic instrumental music)

(groans)

- Help me.

Please help me.

(gentle instrumental music) (men laugh)

(Sam's Wife sobs)

- [Rex] Come on have a drink...

- [Sam's Wife] I don't want to!

I don't want any...

- [Rex] Come on lets go back.

(Sam's Wife sobs)

- [Sam's Wife] No.

- Get her Weasel.

(laughs)

- Please don't.

No!

No!

- Don't drop it.

- [Sam's Wife] Get your filthy hands off me.

- [Weasel] I ain't had so much fun

since I raped my nine year old sister.

- Supposin' that black rider got old Pete?

- It don't matter none.

Be starting into the high country soon.

(Sam's Wife screams)

- That sure is some woman.

(laughs)

You old dog, Weasel.

(laughs)

- Too much for that old man we bought her from.

- Yeah we done that sweet thing a little

favor by taking her away from that old man.

(men laugh)

Lets get some shut eye.

(Sam's Wife sobs) (Weasel laughs)

(dramatic instrumental music)

- [Weasel] Come on Rex, old man, lets hit the side.

No!

Jed!

Jed!

Come here!

That black bandit is...

I knew it was him, he's gonna get me next!

- Alright, shut up, shut up.

Lets get out of here.

(Weasel shouts) (dramatic orchestral music)

- Jed, what's that flack by the wall?

- What are we gonna do now, Jed?

- Lets just keep moving.

I know a town he'd be plumb loco to

try to follow us into.

Lets go.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Howdy.

- Howdy.

Looking for three men, and a woman,

who might have rode this way.

- Don't recall seeing 'em.

You welcome to stop and rest awhile, you look tired.

- Thank you.

- Rod, this stranger here is looking

for three men, and a woman, who rode this way.

I asked him to stop and rest a spell.

- Good.

Howdy, I'm Rod.

- Josh.

- These folks are friends of yours, Josh?

- Nope.

- Been on the trail long?

- Only a couple of days.

- Must get lonely riding out there all alone.

- Got my horse.

- [Rod] I can tell you by the way you got your gun to your

leg, you're a gun slinger, right?

Maybe you're a bounty hunter.

Maybe you're an outlaw.

- Thank you for the coffee, ma'am.

I better be moving on.

- Why don't you stay and taste my cooking,

I'm the best around.

- Thank you, ma'am, but I'd better be moving on.

- Right so you can catch up to those folks

and gun 'em down.

Maybe there's a Sheriff behind, tracking you.

Why don't you stay a spell longer friend?

- Toss it over here.

You ever kill a man before?

You know what it feels like to kill?

I killed in the war.

People I didn't even know.

Only the battleground is different now.

You wanna kill me?

Go ahead.

("Oh Susanna" by Stephen Foster)

(overlapping conversations)

- [Rex] Alright dinner, or whisky?

(overlapping conversations)

You know something Jed?

You was right about that black rider.

He ain't gonna come to this town looking for us.

- That black rider's making me more

crazy than he ever was.

(men laugh) (overlapping conversations)

(dramatic instrumental music)

(wind roars)

- Stand easy, mister.

- I don't like guns pointed at me, ma'am.

- And I'll use it too if you make a move.

- Quite friendly, ain't you?

- Who are you mister?

(dramatic instrumental music)

- Why don't I just wait and tell your friends?

Got company.

- They ain't my friends.

They're a part of a bunch of renegades

that run the town.

- You lost, hombre, what you looking

for around these parts?

- I'm looking for three men, and a woman,

who rode this way a short time ago.

- You a bounty hunter?

You the lawman?

- Neither one.

- Stranger ain't welcome round these parts.

- I'm beginning to get that feeling.

You don't mind, I'll move on.

- Yeah, well the woman stays with us.

- That's fine with me.

- You can ride out the same way you came in.

- That ain't the way I'm headed.

Now I can either ride around you,

or through you, either way.

- Well you better look around before you start anything.

All I have to do is raise my hand,

and you're a dead man.

- You do, be the last time you raise it.

(gunshots fire)

Mount up.

(gunshots fire) (horses neigh)

(gunshots fire)

- Let me go, no, no, stop!

Let go of my horse, leave me alone, leave me alone!

Go away, let me have my horse, please!

Go away, please, please!

Go away!

Leave me alone!

(gunshots fire)

- [Joshua] We're boxed in.

(gunshots fire)

(groans)

(gunshots fire)

(groans)

(gunshots fire) (groans)

(dramatic instrumental music)

Can you make it from here?

- I guess so, my place is just a few miles away.

- I'll round up the horses for you.

- What about you, where do you go?

- My fighting ain't over yet, lady.

("Oh Susanna" by Stephen Foster)

(gunshot fires) (glass shatters)

(men laugh)

(gunshots fire) (bottles shatter)

(men laugh)

- Bartender, you got a place we can bed down for the night?

- Yeah, I got a couple of sheds

in the back you can use.

- And you can sleep tonight, with me.

- No she can't.

She's my woman now.

- Then how come I can't sleep with her.

- You just do like I tell you.

You out there to stay a night shift by yourself.

- [Weasel] Now he goin', out there and

that dark chap all by myself, shit I'm staying

here with you.

(crickets chirp) (distant harmonica music)

(ominous instrumental music)

(overlapping conversations)

- A double.

- Rye, or whisky?

- Whisky will do just fine.

- [Renegade] The bar is closed.

- I'm looking for three men and a woman.

You seen 'em ride through here?

- [Renegade] Who wants to know?

- Why, we didn't see any.

- I followed their tracks here,

you sure you ain't seen 'em?

- You calling my friend a liar?

- You reckon for trouble, sonny.

But I ain't even start none.

- You got a big mouth stranger, and I'm aiming to shut it.

- You'll never make it.

(gunshots fire)

(ominous instrumental music)

I asked you a question.

- They're headed north.

(knock on door)

- Who's there?

(muffled speech)

Weasel.

- There's a man looking for you.

- [Weasel] Was he black?

- Yep, he sure was.

- What'd he want?

- We figure it's worth something

to you to see that he don't bother you no more.

- Jeb, Jeb, pay for Christ's sake, pay 'em.

So he leave us alone!

- What's your price?

- We figure maybe, 100 a piece.

- When you bring him to me, dead,

you'll get your money.

(ominous instrumental music)

(wind roars)

(gunshots fire)

(grunts)

(speaking in Spanish)

- Lets take him to the abandoned shack.

- [Joshua] You found that in me?

- Well...

Glad to see you awake, mister.

- My name's Joshua.

- Mine is Maria.

Well Joshua, looks like the worst

of your troubles ain't over yet.

You got a very high fever, and I reckon

very soon you're gonna be a sick fella.

- Looks like every time we meet, somebody's

always getting shot.

- Yeah.

Except for this time it's you.

You must want these fellas pretty

bad to follow them into this territory.

- I didn't have no choice.

- You a bounty hunter?

- I'm a...

I'm gonna kill 'em.

- That's all men think of.

Killing.

- Sometimes...

Man has to kill in order to have peace.

(eerie ambient music)

- I think the worst of your fever's over.

(speaking in Spanish)

You talked a lot during your fever last night.

Talked about three men and a woman riding into town.

So I sent one of my men to check on it.

And they're still there.

No, no, hold it, hold it, take it easy now.

You're gonna need more time than that.

Maybe after a good meal you'll be stronger.

So, I stayed on after my husband was killed.

That lady, with these fellas.

Is she your woman?

- Nope.

- You really have to do it, don't you?

Josh?

After your fight is over, maybe you'll turn back?

(ominous instrumental music)

(men snore)

(door clatters)

(gunshots fire) (horses neigh)

- [Jeb] Who is it?

(horses neigh) (gunshots fire)

What you want?

I know it's you, where are ya?

(gunshots fire)

(horses neigh)

(dramatic instrumental music)

(gags)

(sighs)

(dramatic instrumental music)

- I don't like it, that black rider's still on our trail.

- Weasel, bring up some fresh water.

(ominous instrumental music)

Weasel!

Where are you?

Weasel, lets go.

Weasel!

Come on, Weasel, where are you?

(dramatic instrumental music)

Weasel, come on!

- Please don't leave me with this!

Don't leave us in the bind together!

Good American...

(stammers)

Help, help!

Oh mommy...

(screams incoherently)

(screams)

Oh god almighty, that's wrong!

Oh god!

(screams)

Oh my god!

(screams) (dramatic instrumental music)

(screams)

(gunshot fires)

- [Sam's Wife] Wait, Jed!

- [Jed] Come on, lets go!

(ominous instrumental music)

(screams)

- Jed, I can't go! - [Jed] You alright?

- [Jed] Come on, come on. - I can't go.

- I can't go. - Come on.

(Sam's Wife sobs)

- [Jed] Come on, up, up!

- Help me, I can't!

- [Jed] Alright, alright here we go, alright.

(Sam's Wife sobs)

- [Sam's Wife] I'm falling, Jed!

- [Jed] Hang on, I got you, come on, come on!

- [Sam's Wife] I can't, I'm falling!

Please don't let me fall.

- [Jed] I got you, I got you.

(ominous instrumental music)

Alright you gotta get down, stay down.

- He's gonna kill us, Jed.

Kill us.

- No, he's not.

We've got good cover here.

(sobs)

(gunshot fires)

(gunshots fire)

Who the hell are you?

(gunshots fire)

What do you want?

The girl?

Here she is.

Take her!

- No, no, stop!

No!

(gunshots fire)

No, please, I'm not one of them!

I'm not one of them!

- [Jed] Who are you?

(somber instrumental music)

(sobs)

- [Sam's Wife] No!

- Who are you?

(gunshot fires)

Who are you?

(gunshot fires) (dynamite explodes)

- I'm my mother's son.

(dramatic instrumental music)

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