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Thomas.

What the hell was that?

Why are we stopped?

Excuse me.

Come on now. Get in here.

Let me help you.

We gonna make them Injuns pay

for derailing this train.

Right away, I want you to get
back to Hell on Wheels,

rouse those useless
drunken Calvary Men.

Yes, sir.

Oh, and get Bohannon.
I want him to go with them.

Mr. Bohannon is a fugitive, sir.

A fugitive?

From what? From whom?

There was an incident in the saloon.

Mr. Bohannon killed one of our men

as we was attempting to hang a negro.

You were hanging
a negro in the saloon?

Yeah, he was caught
with a white woman.

- A white woman?
- Yeah.

- You mean one of the whores?
- Yes, sir.

You were going to hang
a negro for screwing a whore?

It seemed appropriate.

Those freed slaves work twice as hard

for half the pay.
Have they deserted us?

Ay, only the one they was hangin'.

Bohannon cut him loose
and they rode off.

I sent a posse in pursuit.

You have run off the man
I wish to pursue the savages.

Nice work, Mr. Gundersen.

Ah, I am unarmed, please!

I beg for your mercy.

Uhh.

Settle down, boy.

Aah!

Hold still.

Aah!

Mr. Bohannon...

Aah!

What on earth are you doing?

Have you quite finished?

Aah!

Mr. Bohannon!

That's enough.

I need to see you back in
Hell on Wheels right away.

Don't.

It's the engineer, he's badly burned.

What kind of monster would do this?

Oh, my God.

All is lost. All is lost.

Don't say that.

I was a fool to believe that
love could prevail over hate.

No. You have to believe,

now more than ever.

Pray with us, Father.

Pray?

God has abandoned
this terrible place.

Blood is God here.

Just as it was in Kansas

and in Babylon in the old book.

As it always was...
And always will be.

No, Reverend, please.

They're sending soldiers
to kill your people, Joseph.

I'm sorry I failed you.

My whole life has become
a ridiculous failure.

My whole life.

Oh, Jesus.

My Jesus Christ!

My Jesus.

Papa?

What's wrong?

Ruth.

Father?

Father?

Father?

Father? Father?

I didn't sign on
to be no Indian fighter.

You didn't sign on at all.

I spared your neck from
the noose because you told me

that building a rail road
was like fighting a war.

This is the war, Mr. Bohannon.

Are you telling me you want me
to bring this Johnny Reb along?

Yes. No.

Hell, no. I don't
take orders from you.

But you do take orders from
my good friend general Dodge.

You are aware that he worked for
me before the war, aren't you?

I can always send a telegram
if you don't believe me.

What about him?

This is Joseph black moon.

He is willing to lead you
to his father's camp.

Now, why the hell would he do that?

Joseph will negotiate with his father

for the hand over of the renegades
who caused the derailment...

For a guarantee.

No harm comes to the
women and children.

What kind of soldier
do you think I am, huh?

I don't know. That's why
I want your guarantee.

So, it's agreed?

Agreed. But I don't
like it one damn bit.

Thank you, Joseph. You may go.

What you asking me to do here, sir?

We can't risk that hothead
Griggs starting a war

with the Cheyenne right now,
we haven't enough troops.

But I cannot allow them to
continue to terrorize my rail road.

- You want revenge?
- I want justice.

Different words for the same thing.

Kill the renegades, Mr. Bohannon.

Whatcha doing back here?

Lovely to see you, too.

What happened to England, huh?

I got a taste of England
when I went to Chicago.

Must have tasted pretty bad

for you to come back here
and take up with the likes of him.

I am not taking up with him.

Lily?

If you say so.

Lily!

I am not a kept woman if
that's what you're implying.

So, you're trading
in them satin sheets

for a place out here in
the muck with the rest of us peons?

Lily, it's time for lunch.

Yeah, I'll take that as a no.

Mr. Bohannon...

Has anyone ever told you what
an insufferable ass you are?

Yeah.

All right, boys,
let's get this finished.

Hey, that must be some fine tail

if you're willin' to risk
your neck twice for it.

Things is different this time.

Yeah, well, look here,

Durant wants me to ride
out with them Yankees

and kill the Indians
what derailed the train.

Them blue coats get to taking scalps,

they liable to cut
your rebel hair, too.

I know it. That's why
I'm asking you to ride with me.

You only asking because
you still think I owe you.

No. Our account's square.

I'm asking you 'cause I trust you.

Right now you're all I got.

No shit.

Walking boss need me.

All right then.
I need to visit in here first.

Don't stay too long
just to impress me.

Hey!

Pull up your britches and get out.

Give him his money back.

Don't you come in here
running off my business.

Woman, I am your business.

Oh, is that so?

Yeah, it is.

Well, give me your dang
dollar and let's get to it.

So, I gotta pay you
before we start now?

Yeah, that's right.

'Cause I figure you'll
get yourself killed

before we even get started.

Uh-uh, Toole the one that
got himself killed.

Oh... what...

So are you some kinda
dangerous gunslinger now?

Is that it?

Maybe.

I'm fixin' to be
an Injun fighter, too.

Get out of my crib.

What? You heard me.

I don't want no dead man's trade.

Last I saw you, you barely
escaped a neck stretchin',

and you ride on outta
here and I figured

for certain they got you killed.

Now you come back,

traipsin' on in here
like you own the place?

I thought you'd be happy to see me.

I am happy to see you, idiot.

I just said so.

Now, gimme that damn dollar.

How's your father?

Very weak.

You'll have to tend to him.

Where are you going?

I'm going to help
them find my brother.

Your own brother?

He has to be stopped
before he starts a war.

Be careful... Joseph.

Will you just look at that?

An Injun, a nigger, and a Greyback.

We got ourselves a rainbow, boys.

Mount up.

Hyah!

There's no reason to panic, Lily.

I'm not, Thomas.

I'm simply moving out.

But... where will you go?

I still have our tent,
Robert's and mine.

I'll find a spot.

Are you mad?

Living amongst that rabble?

And we're under a threat
of an Indian attack.

It's too dangerous.
I won't have it.

That's not your decision to make.

Oh. I see.

I thought it significant that you
chose to come back here with me,

but... I see I was mistaken.

I came back because I believe in you.

I believe in this rail road.

Together we can get it done.

But not together.

I'm sorry.

Hmm. So am I.

Taking you in...
Comforting you,

salving the memory
of Robert at every turn.

And for that I am eternally grateful.

Please, Thomas... can
we end this amiably?

You played me like
a fiddle, didn't you?

Right under my nose...

Where I could see you,
hear your voice,

smell you every day.

I should go.

Ahem. Could you have Henri
help me with my things?

No.

Carry them yourself.

Hold!

We follow Little Bear Creek North
for a day and then head West.

How many in your father's camp?

50, maybe 60.

Mostly women and children.

Hmm.

Where are all the braves?

Out hunting.

And what about this Pawnee killer?

My father will know where he is.

He better.

Think that was smart tellin' him

there's only women and
children at that camp?

What do you mean?

What if your father don't
give up Pawnee killer?

Lieutenant Griggs
gave me his guarantee.

So the white man gave
you his word, huh?

Lieutenant?

How we doing?

Fine.

Is that a Confederate Sabre
you got on your belt there?

Ha ha ha. Yes, it is.

Where'd you get it?

Antietam.

Spoils of victory.

You call Sharpsburg a victory?

Antietam. And yeah, I do,
a glorious one.

Mount up!

That'll be 6 bits.

6 bits?

75 cents, unless, uh...

Unless you got
something else in mind.

OK.

What are you doing?

You can put it on my account.

All right, Eva. I'll be
back for it later.

You know where I'll be. Now fly.

Thank you.

I'll pay you back.

When?

I, uh, I have a small purse of...

Of coins somewhere.

Yeah, don't worry about it for now.

First thing I'd do...
Is get you a carpenter

to lay you some floor boards.

Otherwise, you'll be saying
hello to Mr. trench foot.

I'm well acquainted with trench foot.

I have spent a year
in the wilderness.

I reckon you're a good sight tougher
than you look, ain't you, Mrs. Bell?

Please. Lily.

All right then, Lily...

I'd still suggest you puttin'
in them floor boards, though.

'Course I had to throw my leg

over that cross-eyed carpenter
twice before he got mine right.

Tell us about your glorious
victory at Sharpsburg, lieutenant.

Antietam it is then.

I was with the 51st Pennsylvania.

Me and my boys
took the Burnside Bridge.

We softened them Rebs up with
a light howitzer from the East Bank.

Then we stormed that bridge
like hounds from hell.

Shoulda seen them Greybacks run.

Ha ha. Yes, sir.

Them boys got the skinny end
of the horn that day.

I was on the other side
of the bridge that day.

Is that so?

Yep.

You want to know why we retreated?

We was out of ammunition...

From killin' Yankees.

Now, don't get me wrong,

they were some brave men. Brave men.

General McClellan might
just as well have been

sending 'em up
against a firing squad.

They kept chargin'
and... we kept shootin',

like fish in a bloody barrel.

Time we was done,

there was a bridge of bodies
'cross that river.

Yeah.

That must have been when
you finally come across.

When all the killin' was done.

Yeah.

We must've put down
500 Yankees that day.

So.

You want to call that
a glorious victory...

You go ahead.

500...

A thousand...

10,000.

It doesn't matter.

Hey!

Hey.

We won.

Ha ha. And you lost.

And I got the sword
right here to prove it.

Yeah.

Well...

I guess I'm just
gonna have to take it

off of you and shove
it up your ass, then.

Yeah. Is that so?

Listen to me.

Listen to me.

Sometimes you got to bite
the tongue and just take it.

Jesus.

Get up! Hey, hey, get up!

Jensen!

Jensen!

Jensen!

Oh, sweet Jesus.

They took the horses.

Damn it to hell.

That damned father
of yours is pretty clever,

I'll give him that much.

My father had nothing
to do with this.

It was my brother.

Your brother?

This is his work.

What we saw out there, too.

This bloody renegade is your brother

and you expect me to act
fairly with your father?

Hey! We got more important problems,

as in we got no horses.

Yeah, I'm aware of that.

We need to turn
around and go back.

The plan's unchanged.
We march into the village.

March? Are you crazy or just stupid?

You are welcome
to retreat, Mr. Bohannon.

We don't need you.
Let's move out.

Off the reel, gentlemen.

We need to go back.

Following this guy's
gonna be suicide.

No. We split up,
we'll be easier targets.

It's what my brother wants.

Hey. Hey!

I need to know
where you stand right now.

How you mean?

Pawnee killer's fighting
a rear guard action,

trying to buy some
time for his village,

which means they ain't left yet.

What if we get there and
them Injuns still here?

Griggs ain't gonna be in no
talkin' mood, that's for sure.

Well, I sure as hell ain't gonna
kill no women and no children.

You just be ready.

We might end up finding them blue
coats instead of the Cheyenne.

Father?

I brought you some soup.

Mother told me this was
always your one true love.

I was only little...
But I remember the screaming at night.

I remember the bruises
on her face in the morning.

After you left,
she was always afraid you'd come back...

But never stopped praying you would.

She never stopped loving you.

Have you nothing to say?

Leave me alone.

No. You're the one
who leaves, remember?

Here. Let me.

Here, drink it.

I am not my mother.

I'm not afraid of you.

What the hell are you up to, son?

What do you mean?

This is just a different
bend in the same river.

Skirted it twice, now
back out and back in.

The Pawnee killer would have
had time to tell your father

about the derailment by now.

You're just buying time for
your village to escape, ain't ya?

What do you care?

You gonna get the rest of us killed

out here leadin' us in circles.

That's a risk I'm willing to take.

So you never intended to go
after Pawnee killer, did you?

That's not true.

I just wanted to make sure
my family was safe first.

Hey!

Why the hell you dragging ass?
We need to stick together.

Hold your fire. Hold your fire!

You're just wasting ammunition.

Why ain't they attacking us?

They will.

Sooner or later.

This is my favorite day of the week

other than Monday when
I give my patooty a rest.

Hey, don't be shy, deuce.

Hello.

Oh.

Ohh.

The ladies call me deuce...

Because I got two of 'em.

Ha ha. Thank you... deuce.

Hello.

Everybody stares at my
tattoos... but nobody asks.

And yeah, it don't wipe off.

Yes, I... I heard you
were captured by Indians.

Yavapai.

Come upon us from the grass.

It was a sunny day.

They hacked up my mom
and dad, scalped 'em.

Raped my little sister
and smashed her brains out with rocks.

You gonna eat that?

No, please.

But I was lucky.

Had the pox.

They wouldn't touch me.
Traded me off to some Mojave.

They was a cake walk compared to
what the Yavapai would have been.

I have these terrible nightmares...

About the Indian I killed.

It's because his spirit's wandering.

It's reaching out to you.

Yes. And in the dream he...

His cold hands clutch at my ankles.

Don't let him get you.

He's trying to drag you onto
the path to the dead world.

It seems so real when it happens.

It is real.

When a woman kills a brave...

It invites big magic.

Specially a white woman.

If the Indians don't
attack us tonight,

I want to start work again tomorrow.

Mr. Durant, Bohannon is a killer.

I can prove it. Look at these
papers I found in his tent.

Right now Mr. Bohannon is hunting
the Indians who attacked us.

Your job is to get
the men back to work.

Ya, ya. In Washington, ya?

Now in Washington he killed. Huh?

Now, Johnson knew he killed,
so he killed Johnson.

Mr. Gundersen. Hmm?

We will post a relay
of sentries out to the cut.

Arm everyone.
The work must continue.

No. He is not done killing, ya?

Now, look at this.

He's looking for others among
us. Look at these names.

Listen to me,
half the men out there are killers.

Half of them are accomplices.

They are all afraid of Bohannon.

He is an agent of progress,

an asset to me in this endeavor, hmm?

Whatever his motivations.

Now, you will feed
this fantasy of revenge

into the stove.

Tomorrow, God willing,

we will resume work on my rail road.

Ya.

Mr. Durant.

It's a long walk through Indian
territory to Sweden, Mr. Gundersen.

Sweden?

I am from Norway.

I am Norwegian.

Lily?

Lily?

They've gone.

Looks like we just missed 'em, sir.

You son of a bitch.

You knew this was gonna happen.

You planned this with
your brother, didn't you?

Lieutenant!

He's just a kid.

Heh.

No!

Oh!