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(liquid pours)

(clink)

(distant guns fire)

(moody guitar music)

(gun fires) (man groans)

(gun fires)

(gun fires) (woman sobs)

- [Woman] Lord, please!

(guns fire)

Where's the sheriff?

- Get inside.

- Keep goin'. (gun fires)

(guns fire)

(guns fire)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

- [Bandit] Damn it!

(gun fires)

(distant guns fire) (woman pants)

- Please, please let me in.

(gun fires) (bandit groans)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(woman pants)

(distant gun fires)

(woman sobs)

(gun fires)

(guns fire)

(bandit groans)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(guns fire)

(woman grunts)

(woman grunts)

(woman grunts)

(woman grunts)

(woman gasps and chokes)

(horse neighs) (gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires) (bandit groans)

(woman chokes)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(guns fire)

(gun fires)

(bandit whistles)

(gun fires)

(gun fires) (moody orchestral music)

- Morning, Ms. Patty.

- Good day, Mr. Swearengen.

- I look forward to seein' you at services.

(moody orchestral music)

(captive woman grunts)

- [Captive Woman] Let go of me.

- What the hell is wrong with you?

This girl's far too young.

- She was with this when we took her.

I figured maybe she could do some cleaning and such.

- No, she's too cute to be cleanin' and scrubbin'.

(speaks foreign language)

- Daisy.

(Swearengen speaks foreign language)

Yes, I speak both.

(Swearengen speak foreign language)

- For you, my dear,

you are going to make a top-notch hostess.

- I am not a whore and you have no right to bring us here!

- Watch your mouth in front of the child.

I didn't say whore, I said hostess.

- Yeah, what's the difference?

- Well, hostess is what we say in polite company.

But you're right, it's all the same work.

Get her cleaned up, make yourself at home.

- I'll have you know,

we come from one of the finest families in Dakota.

- That's not true, sir.

- This abduction will not go unchallenged.

Someone will come for us!

(peaceful guitar music)

- Colonel?

Is that you?

I've been looking all over for you.

The people in town say you might be here, down by the lake.

My name is Ursula.

I have been reading about you in the periodicals.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

The famed war-hero turned gun-for-hire.

- I'm not for hire today.

- Oh, where are my manners?

Forgive me.

A peace offering, Colonel.

So you can consider my request.

It's quite good.

I assure you.

I'll do the talking, you'll do the eating.

Please.

- Who?

- Who what?

- Who do you want me to kill?

- I'll be blunt, I'm in need of a military-trained killer.

I require you to use your talents

to terminate the men who abducted my beloved sister.

They also took one of my servant girls.

I need those two girls alive.

And the men who took them?

Dead.

- Sorry, but no.

- I'm told this is what you do.

- I have other business to attend to.

- Can't that business wait?

No, finish the food.

I insist.

I can pay you for your services, Colonel.

Whatever price you say.

What I cannot do is accept the word no for an answer to this

ever-so-urgent request.

- I only have a no for you.

- I'm pleading with you, Colonel.

- Thank you, the food was very good.

- Was it?

(suspenseful music)

Interesting.

Listen carefully, Colonel.

This food was poisoned.

Purposefully.

My captured sister has the antidote.

Save her and save yourself.

- What kind of game are you playing?

- This is no game, no boast and no exaggeration.

You've been poisoned.

The poison you ingested will kill you

in the three days' time.

My sister is only one day's ride from here.

We have plenty of time to save her,

and give you the antidote.

And if you don't believe me about the poison,

you should be feeling a little bit of a tummy ache,

right about now.

(stomach grumbles)

(Colonel groans)

(Colonel groans)

(Colonel groans)

I know you can kill me, but if you do,

you will never find my sister, or her antidote.

(Colonel groans)

If you shoot me, you'll be signing your own death warrant.

(Colonel groans)

Your convulsions will end soon, don't fret.

(Colonel groans)

(Colonel groans)

You bore than well, Colonel.

(Colonel groans)

(tense orchestral music)

(chokes)

You give into your anger now, you'll be dead in three days.

- Give me the antidote, now.

- I don't have it.

And even if I did, I wouldn't give it to you.

I'll die for my sister, Colonel. (chokes)

Believe me.

- And if I kill you now?

- I'm ready, but then you need to be ready to die, too.

Are you? (chokes)

(coughs)

(pants)

(coughs)

(groans)

- If I'm not given the antidote in time for whatever reason,

you die.

(Ursula coughs) (moody guitar music)

- Howdy, howdy.

Ya'll got anything to trade or sell?

- No, I'm afraid we need all of our provisions.

- My name's Morton and we pay fair money.

I see you got lots of goods and supplies there.

Are you goin' far?

- Far enough.

(suspenseful music)

- I understand and accept

that you ain't got nothin' to sell,

but I do have one more question for you.

- We are in a hurry.

- All due respect to you and your bodyguard there,

I was hopin' I could buy just a few minutes of your time

behind them trees over there.

I'm in desperate need of a woman's touch.

- Excuse me?

How dare you.

I am not for sale.

- Well, I don't wanna buy ya.

I just wanna rent ya for a spell.

And I pay top dollar.

(suspenseful music swells)

(gun fires) (horse neighs)

(gun fires) (man groans)

- Oh, my goodness.

Why'd you kill him?

- His vest.

It had bullet holes.

- You can't just murder people on the possibility

of what they might be.

- They were scavenger, or worse.

(dark atmospheric tones)

- Did they come from the north?

Well, I'm glad you got 'em out of our way here because,

we need to go north.

- They might have friends.

- And I have you.

(moody guitar music)

(door creaks)

- Darlin', when I got to this town, it was nothin'.

And I was nothin' for a long time, growin' up.

I ate the scraps that were meant for dogs.

I robbed people when I had to.

I did what needed to be done to survive.

And I made somethin' of myself.

I built this town into somethin'.

My men told me that you're refusin' to service

the cowboys who came in today.

They paid good money for you,

and I had to refund them.

- I told you I wasn't a whore.

- Yeah, you told me you weren't, but you are now.

You're a hostess, it's your new life.

You can be comfortable, ask any of the other girls.

- I'm not looking for comfort, I'm looking to go home.

- But a home is no longer an option for you.

Now listen, I know a Chinaman that will pay good money

for a spunky little white girl like you.

He'll put you on a boat and ship you to the orient.

So, you'll get to travel.

Or we could settle this another way.

That little girl who was brought here with you?

Are you fond of her?

- Do not touch her.

- Well, I got my answer, but just so you know,

I would never harm a cute little girl like that.

(chuckles) What kind of monster do you think I am?

- That remains to be seen.

- Daisy, come on in here, darlin'.

(door creaks)

I'm gonna keep your little friend.

You see, my wife is barren and she can't give me a child.

So, I'm gonna take great care of (chuckles) Daisy.

- No.

- Then do what you were brought here to do, darlin'.

I got a group of prospectors comin' through here

in two or three days.

And I want as much of their money as is humanly possible.

Are you gonna help me get that money?

- Please don't make me do this.

- Look, I'm giving you a choice.

You can either ship off to China-land,

and learn to serve their carnal desires,

tied to a bed with an opium pipe in your mouth,

and a line of Chinamen poundin' away at your,

at your private parts.

Or you can stay here and work for me

in the pleasant town of Deadwood.

Be close to your little friend.

You have a private room, there's a bathtub, a kitchen.

It's your choice, but either way,

I'm gonna get my money's worth of you.

- I'm sorry, Colonel, but I need a rest.

Even the horses need it.

You might be able to march endlessly,

or whatever else they taught you in the military,

but I'm not a soldier.

Time for respite.

Besides, when we arrive, we'll need you to be strong,

rested, and with your sagacity about you.

Not tired or emaciated.

Let's eat, let's rest, so that we can be strong

for the remainder of our trek and the fight that awaits us.

(owl hoots)

I have been followed your exploits

in the periodicals, Colonel.

You've had a colorful change of career

since you left the army.

From high-ranking officer, to gunman.

Are all the things I've heard about you true?

- What have you heard?

- That when you returned home from the war,

your house was burnt to the ground.

They say you went mad and became an Indian fighter.

(percussive tribal music)

(woman screams) (gun fires)

(fire crackles)

I also read that you took on a gang of bandits in Mexico,

with just your six-shooter?

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

Well?

Any truth to those stories?

Or are they lies?

- It's all true.

Especially the lies.

- Oh, please, go on.

- Oh, no, no.

- It's not poisoned.

Not this time, I can assure you.

You see?

(stomach grumbles)

(Colonel groans)

Oh, dear.

That is from that initial dose.

My apologies.

(Colonel groans)

It's a most unfortunate side-effect.

What's even worse is that,

it might happen again.

(Colonel groans)

(peaceful orchestral music)

(eagle screeches)

- We need to go.

Sun's up.

- And die of pneumonia?

It's so cold.

It snowed?

- Tell me about this poison.

- There isn't much to tell.

- Tell me anyways.

- Well, it was more like a recipe

I was shown when I was young.

- Where did you get it?

- Our housemaid.

A lady named Maria.

Was a medicine woman before she worked for us.

She said that all of the married women in the village

would ask her for it.

- For the poison?

- They'd poison their husbands before they went out,

and if their husband found another woman,

or they didn't come home for whatever reason,

the poison would take hold,

and they'd die.

Deservedly.

But, if they were good men,

they would come home and their wives would give them

the antidote with their dinner.

Their husbands never knew what almost befell them.

It's really rather ingenious.

- It's time to go.

(distant whistle)

Guard the horses.

- And what are you going to do?

I thought you were in a hurry to leave?

(moody guitar music)

(wood snaps)

(gasps) It's me.

- The horses?

- They're tied, now what's our situation?

- We're being hunted.

- By who?

Highwaymen?

Horse thieves?

Cohorts of that Morton character, no doubt.

- Doesn't matter.

- Well, what does matter?

- They have more guns.

- [Ursula] What do we do?

- That depends.

- On, on what?

- You.

- Me?

Well, I'm ready for anything.

We have a life-and-death mission to complete.

You're the military man, do you have a plan of attack?

- Yeah.

- By all means, Colonel, tell me what to do.

- You won't like it.

- I like the idea of being robbed or killed even less.

And now, you might think me weak or fearful,

but I assure you, I am ready for war.

- Leave the war to me.

- What'd you see? - A lady.

She's ripe and ready for some lovin'.

- And how many horses? - Two.

- Safe to assume she's got company.

(Ursula sighs)

(moody guitar music)

- Come on, let's go.

- I think they know it's a trap.

It isn't gonna work.

- It is working.

Believe me.

Just do it.

- Hot damn.

(Ursula gasps)

(Ursula gasps)

(suspenseful music)

We'll be takin' your horses.

Belongings.

And we're each gonna be needin'

a little bit of lovin' from you.

Except, we're gentlemen.

So, we'll go one at a time.

You play nice...

You might live through this.

- Actually, you will do as I say and leave us alone.

Or you die the same way your friend Morton died.

- You killed Morton?

- He left us no choice.

You still have a choice.

I lured you in and you're standing directly in our trap.

Leave now, or we will gun you down,

right here, where you stand.

- We?

We who?

- I was trying to give you a chance.

Very well, then.

Colonel?

Now.

(Colonel groans) (dramatic orchestral music)

- Well, you talk a good game, woman.

Let's see what else you can do with that mouth.

- Gotcha. (Ursula moans)

(thud) (bandit groans)

(thuds) (bandit groans)

(Ursula pants)

(Ursula groans)

(thuds) (grunts and groans)

(gun fires)

(Ursula grunts)

(Ursula groans)

(Ursula grunts)

(gun fires) (bandit groans)

- Grab that gun and go watch the horses.

(gun fires)

(bullet ricochets) (bandit pants)

(Ursula pants)

(bandit yells)

(guns fire)

(distant gun fires)

(bandit grunts)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(bullet ricochets) (bandit pants)

(gun fires) (bandit groans)

And the horses?

- You killed all of the villains, darling.

I'm sure the horses are fine.

I, on the other hand, am probably permanently scarred

from the anguish I suffered,

nearly being ravaged by those filthy animals.

(moody guitar music)

- [Bandit] Come on, hee-yah!

- I guess there was another man.

I realize the rest of the journey will take longer now but,

we still need to go forward.

- How much further?

- By foot?

I'd estimate another two or three days.

Surely a strong man like you can make that simple journey.

- But not with your poison coursing through my blood.

- About the poison.

- What?

Talk!

- I didn't really poison you.

All I did was give you something to give you stomach cramps

so that you would believe my story.

As far as I know, there's no poison

that works the way I told you.

I apologize for the trickery, Colonel.

There's no poison in your body.

Please don't leave me!

I shouldn't have lied to you, but I'm desperate!

Colonel, you can't just walk away like this!

You can't let the bad guys win!

I beg of you.

I'll give you anything you want.

- Anything?

(moody guitar music)

- Yes.

Whatever you want.

- My love.

You are a liar.

(speaks foreign language)

And the only thing I want from you, is your absence.

- I've seen you in action, Colonel.

I've seen your heart.

You won't leave those girls to suffer.

Nor would you leave me to face the abductors alone.

Turn around!

I demand you turn around this instant!

(somber piano music)

No time for tears.

There is work to do.

(melancholic orchestral music) (water splashes)

(sister grunts)

(door creaks)

(man chuckles)

- Why're you lookin' so sad, little darlin'?

- Them prospectors are gonna be here in a few hours.

You want your bath now, or after?

- Go to hell.

Someone's gonna come for me soon.

- Suit yourself.

I hear these ones have a tendency to be rough.

- Oh, I think she likes it rough, Lemmy.

After's probably better.

Right, princess? (chuckles)

(door creaks)

(somber orchestral music)

(wings flap) (Ursula gasps)

(birds squawk)

(Ursula grunts)

(Ursula gasps)

(Ursula whines)

(Ursula grunts)

- Hold this for me, darlin'.

Nephew, you look like you could use some relaxin' with

one of the beautiful women of the Gem Theater and Saloon.

Go ahead, first one's on me.

You gonna tell me what's on your mind,

or are you gonna make me guess?

- Just worried about the new girl is all.

She says someone will be comin' for her.

- Well, if someone's comin' for her, they're gonna

have to go through you and your men, aren't they?

Now I know you're nervous, but I tell ya somethin'.

When I was your age, I had to do what needed to be done

to get what we got, and now it's your turn,

to do what you gotta do to keep what we got.

Have a drink, son.

Sierra.

Get my hat, darlin'.

(moody orchestral music)

(Ursula groans)

(leave rustle) (dark atmospheric tones)

- I was told you keep a lookout for ladies

tryin' to escape the town.

I never thought I'd find one tryin' to sneak in.

- This isn't what you think.

- You lookin' for work?

'Cause we've got plenty for a pretty lady like you.

- No, I'm here to find my sister.

- Well, I don't know anything about that.

But I know the boss will pay me plenty for you.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Ursula groans)

(Ursula pants and grunts)

(thuds) (man groans)

(Ursula groans)

(thud) (Ursula groans)

(thud) (man groans)

(Ursula grunts)

(gun fires) (man groans)

(moody orchestral music)

- Now, I want those miners to leave

every gram of gold they've got, here in Deadwood.

So what we're gonna is build ourselves a banker's booth

at the end of the bar in the Gem Theater.

Past the lovely ladies, past the whisky, you understand?

(moody guitar music)

(gun fires)

Get inside, darlin'.

Nephew?

This woman could be trouble.

So, I want you all to flank her, and I'll flatter her

until we know exactly what she's gonna do with that gun.

You are not gonna believe this,

but you are just the girl I've always dreamed of.

It's amazing, you know how time seems to stand still

gazing upon such a visage of beauty as you are.

- You abducted my sister and one of my house girls.

Bring them to me now and I'll let you live.

Bring them to me not and you die, right here, right now.

- Oh, my.

I surrender.

- I accept your surrender.

- You might wanna put that gun down,

before someone gets hurt.

Especially since you are surrounded.

(suspenseful music)

Go ahead, take a look behind you.

- I'm willing to die for my sister.

- That's too bad.

(moody orchestral music)

(gun fires) (man groans)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gasps)

(grunts)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(screams)

(gun fires)

(Swearengen groans)

(grunts)

(distant guns fire)

- Who's shooting out there?

- I don't know, it's down the street.

(sister gasps)

- Did anyone see you take those?

- No.

- Hurry, hurry, hurry.

Let me see.

It's this one.

Got it!

Let's go.

Let's go.

(distant guns fire)

(yelps)

(distant guns fire)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires) (Ursula grunts)

- That's them!

They went that way!

Colonel!

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires) (sister groans)

(somber orchestral music) (sister coughs)

(sister gasps and groans)

- Hide!

(moody guitar music)

(gun fires)

(gun fires) (man groans)

(distant guns fire)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires) (man groans)

(guns fire)

(gun fires)

Hee-yah.

(gun fires)

(guns fire)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

Hee-yah.

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires) (man groans)

- [Man] I'm tellin' ya, I heard gunshots up here somewheres.

(man whistles)

(moody guitar music)

(gun fires)

(gun fires) (man groans)

(guns fire)

(man grunts)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(guns fire)

(gun fires) (Daisy sobs)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires) (man groans)

- Get up there.

(gun fires)

(gun fires) (man groans)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(guns fire) (man groans)

(distant guns fire) (bullets whiz)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

- Colonel?

Colonel!

Colonel!

(pants)

What news, Colonel?

- Sorry to report.

Your sister was killed.

(somber orchestral music)

(Ursula sobs)

I was able to save your servant girl.

(whistles)

(Ursula gasps)

(Ursula sobs)

- Are you hurt?

- No, I'm fine.

- I was so scared.

- They killed Abigale.

- I know, but you still have me,

and your big sister won't let any harm come to you.

- She's your sister?

- My father's daughter.

When my mother passed away, my father started to take

a liking to one of my servant girls...

Maria, the one I told you about?

My father married Maria.

And nine months later, I had a little sister.

(somber orchestral music)

You're a good man, Colonel.

I knew you wouldn't let the bad guys win.

(melancholic piano music)

I'm going to bury Abigale.

And take my little sister home.

We have a big house.

And it's going to be empty now.

We have lots of space and rooms.

I was thinking...

Maybe one day.

- Maybe one day.

(click)

(suspenseful music)

(moody guitar music)

(suspenseful guitar music)

(guns fire) (bandit groans)

(bandit groans)

(gun fires)

I don't let the bad guys win.

(thud) (bandit groans)

Or leave.

(moody guitar music)

(percussive tribal music)