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[flies buzzing]

[hawk calling]

[mattress springs squeaking]

[woman giggling]

[knocks]

Finish your business.

We're breaking town.

Make it quick.

Let's get going.

I want to get the fuck out of here before we

find any more trouble.

Trouble?

Fuck that.

We ain't going to find no more trouble.

Ain't that right, Sheriff?

That's right.

There'll be no more trouble in my goddamn town.

In fact, you boys should stick around a while,

have as much whiskey and pussy you want.

[laughter]

See there, Stobbs.

The sheriff says it's OK with him.

Well, it ain't all right with me.

Now, you get your fucking shit together

and meet me at the livery!

What the

[bang]

[gunshot]

[grunts]

[gunshot]

[woman screams]

[panting]

[sniffing]

[gunshot]

Jesus Christ.

Reeves!

Reeves!

Shut your gaff, dammit!

[gunshot]

You son of a bitch!

Come out and fight like a man!

[gunshot]

[donkey braying]

[groans]

There were two more in your group with a girl.

Where are they?

They cut out yesterday, headed West.

[screams]

Be fucking specific.

They took the southern route.

That's all I know, honest.

[bones crunching]

[screams]

Oh, please.

Oh, please.

[groans]

Please, whatever they're paying you, I'll double it.

I don't deserve to die like this.

How about that mother and child you killed in Hillside?

They deserve to die like that?

Or that Reverend in Union you scalped and fed to the pigs?

Oh, god.

That whore in Briggs you gutted?

She deserve to die like that too?

You can go to fucking hell!

Maybe I will.

No!

[gunshot]

Put in a good word for me.

Get back.

[gunshot]

You too.

[gunshot]

[writing]

Give this message to the sheriff in Albuquerque.

I'll take it from there.

That girl they got, that's my sister.

[whistles]

[horse neighs]

[upbeat western music]

Good day, Mr. Morgan.

Miss Dolan, you're looking as fetching as ever.

Why, thanks you.

MORGAN: How's everything with Cy and the mercantile?

Oh, he's doing fine.

And business is-- well, you know.

Yeah, I do know.

I'll be by later this week to visit Sarah.

Oh, good.

She'd like that.

Oh, good.

- Say hi to Cy for me. - I will.

You take care. - Thank you.

I know you served behind the lines of Wilson's Raiders.

I know you defended Kansas.

When are you going to tell me about that?

I'm not.

Well, you sure act like a soldier.

I've been here five years and I've never seen you

miss a day cleaning that gun.

Well, when you sit down to eat a steak,

is that when you sharpen your knife?

Good point.

[creaking]

Mrs. Morgan.

Mr. Morgan.

Newman.

Ma'am.

Nice to see you.

Have a seat.

Thank you, darling.

You fixing to shave, Newman?

Well, that depends on how you feel about shaving.

Newman, very good.

Lilly, don't you torture my assistant.

I think Newman might quite like

me and tortured by me, Daddy.

I brought you lunch.

Mrs. Morgan, you didn't need to do that.

Well, Lilly and I needed a few things from the mercantile,

and I thought you might like a home cooked meal

instead of that moldy bacon and hardtack

that you're always eating.

Well, I'll even share it with Newman.

Daddy, we brought enough for Newman too.

Well, thank you, Miss Lilly.

You want to go to the mercantile and help me, Newman,

or are you going to sit here and watch Daddy clean his gun

for the thousandth time?

Well--

Go ahead.

Just be back in time to open.

You know I will, Mr. Morgan.

Mrs. Morgan.

Oh, Sarah, I keep forgetting.

When you get home, please let the calves

into the lower pasture.

I think the grass is ready.

How dare I forget, seeing it's the third time

that you've reminded me today.

It is?

Yes.

I am sorry.

I must be growing cobwebs in my brain.

You're just preoccupied is all.

And how could you not be, with everything

that's been going on?

That man is the devil incarnate.

Well, his blood runs hotter than yours and mine, maybe,

but Travis McCain is as much flesh and bone as you and me.

Well, it doesn't lessen my worry any.

Well, this too shall pass.

It usually does.

Will you make sure that you invite Newman on Sunday?

I know Lilly would love that.

I am not going to tell Newman to come to dinner.

If Lilly wants him, Lilly should ask him.

She's not shy about speaking out.

I don't recall ever telling you I was sweet on you

before we started courting.

Well, it's because you didn't have to.

It was written all over your face.

I just don't remember exactly in which language.

OK.

Well, she's all yours.

Keep your nose clean, Dulce.

Worry about your own fucking business.

How are you, Dulce?

How would you--

He ain't here.

Who says I wanted him to be?

He sent your gun and some of your clothes.

They're in the satchel there.

Sent me to bring you to him.

All hell's been breaking loose.

You don't know what hell is, trust me.

I need a bath and a whiskey.

[yells]

[horse neighs]

[wolf howling]

[laughter]

[piano playing]

[gasps]

Straying a bit far from the roost, ain't you, Cassey May?

My special client was tonight, remember?

I don't forget nothing.

Now, you best get moving.

Still a lot of night left.

Money to make.

Yes, sir.

Evening, Hicks.

McCain, I'm going to have to take your weapons.

Don't understand a man not being able to carry a gun.

That's how we do it around here.

You have a good time.

Oh, I always do.

Mr. McCain.

Join me if you like.

To what do we owe the honor?

Thought I'd stop by for a whiskey.

You came to the right place.

Be my guest.

Appreciate it.

You, uh, got a packed house tonight, at least

by your standards anyway.

I will concede that business has fallen off a bit since you

opened the Raven, but then again, I don't

much miss the people who left.

Well, business is business.

Money is the marker.

You see, a man coming off the trail

needs a bath and a whiskey and a fine piece of ass

to ease his mind.

Each to his own, right?

Are we talking about commerce and horn

or did I miss something?

You know what we're talking about.

We're talking about freedom of choice in a free country.

Well, why me offering protection

and service bothers you so much?

It's a dangerous world out there.

Protection's just like any other business.

I see nothing wrong with that.

Well, there's nothing wrong, unless them that

refuse the service get hurt.

Like I said, did I miss something?

You know, the sheriff tells me that Tug

O'Dell has been seen in town.

Tug O'Dell ain't worth me wasting my breath over.

Really?

Don't remember you running around together?

We've all got a few stains on our linens, don't we?

Special clients and all.

Yeah, we do.

See, I'm looking to put a stop to villainy like O'Dell.

Strength in numbers, if you know what I mean.

Maybe we can come to an agreement.

My service free of charge, in exchange for your continued

support, of course.

You're a respected man in this town, but I've got to say,

your dedication to order leaves something to be desired.

I think we're fine the way we are, McCain.

Thanks all the same.

Maybe you just need more time to think about my offer.

Let me be as clear as shit on a sheet.

I will never pay you a cent for protection,

and if you had been under my command, I'd have had you hung,

and when the people in this town learn how easy it is to pull

a trigger, protection is going to have a

whole different meaning to you.

Place your bet.

Evening, gents.

Take your weapons over here.

Sorry, Mr. Morgan, they just stormed on me.

What is the problem here?

Well, your man here seems to think he's got

the right to block our entry.

Not your entry, your weapons.

This is a gun-free establishment.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

What about him?

They work for me.

Their job is to keep the peace.

Well, we ain't giving up our guns.

All right, then you're free to drink someplace else.

You can find all the guns you want at the Raven.

[laughs]

Well, we don't want to drink at the Raven.

We want to drink here.

You're welcome to drink here.

The guns are not.

I'm sorry, that's house policy.

Well, all right, then.

So be it.

Newman.

Duck!

[gunshot]

[groans]

[gunfire]

Ike.

Go get the doc!

Don't say a word, Mr. Morgan.

Help's on the way.

Oh, god, stay with me, Mr. Morgan.

Stay with us.

Where the hell is the goddamn doc?

Where the hell is the goddamn doc?

Oh, thank you, God.

Oh.

[sobs]

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

[flies buzzing]

[horse neighs]

Come on.

Come on.

No, not like that.

You know I want to play with my food before I eat.

Give you the gun.

Come on!

[gunshot]

[yells]

[gunshots]

My god.

It's been a while, Dulce.

A long while, Travis.

[speaking spanish]

Guess we've got some talking to.

[speaking spanish]

Where are your friends?

Goddammit, McCain.

We were supposed to meet here alone.

Who the hell is she?

Ain't none of your fucking business who she is.

Probably just some piece of shit whore.

Ain't no way to talk to a lady, Lee.

[gunshot]

Now, let's get down to goddamn business.

What the fuck happened at the Majestic last night?

That was an accident.

An accident.

I told you to scare Morgan, not kill him.

What am I supposed to do now, huh?

You forced my hand.

I don't bring you all in to the sheriff, I look weak.

Well, I understand, you know, but--

Don't give me no fucking buts.

Well, you could turn in Lee.

You know, tell the sheriff he was nowhere to be found.

No, Tug, I've got to bring all of y'all in.

You know that's the way it works.

You don't mean that, Travis.

Not after all we've been through.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I can get away with just bringing in two of you.

I mean, Lee was a given with that fucking gimp arm of his,

but you too, I mean, it's like picking

which child you like better.

I personally could never do that,

so I'm going to give you all a choice.

Draw down on each other and may the best man win.

Or what?

Both of you all take your chance with Dulce here.

You kill her, you walk free, no worse for the wear.

[laughs]

She's way above you, slick.

But you're too goddamn stupid to figure that out, ain't you?

I'd take the drawdown if I was you.

All right, you made your point, Travis.

Do it.

I ain't got all day, boys.

Goddammit, do it!

[gunfire]

[horses neighing]

And yes, we have some talking to do.

And please take Thomas into your loving arms, Lord,

and look down upon us give us the strength

to carry on in his absence.

Amen.

You know, I ain't never been much of a praying man, Lord,

but if you could see fit to take this here gal,

I'd appreciate it.

I didn't know her, but I'm sure she's

now with you in a better place.

[people yelling]

Calm down!

Settle down!

I said settle down, dammit!

Why should we?

Yeah.

We lost three good men this week.

How many more men are going to have to die before you

do something about it?

Anybody want this godforsaken job, you just tell me.

I'll give it to you right now!

How about you, Dolan?

You want it?

Do you?

No, I didn't think so.

Now, I just sent in a wire to the county commissioner's

office this morning.

Another one.

[people muttering]

They've got respond at some point!

You've got nothing for us, Sheriff.

Listen up, kids.

Goddammit, shut up!

Sheriff Deets is just one man, and one man ain't enough.

No, it's not.

As we all know, with good comes bad.

But I guarantee y'all one thing, he ain't alone.

Because I'm well aware of the murder of Thomas Morgan

and the others last night.

See, me and my men caught up with the killers

early this morning.

Now, let this be a lesson to anybody thinking

about harming this town.

[murmuring]

It ain't going to happen on my watch.

We can't afford your watch.

No.

You heard Sheriff Deets yourself, Dolan.

The government ain't acting on his request.

[muttering]

They don't care.

They never do it.

They don't care about anything.

Shut the hell up!

They don't help us.

Listen to me.

I offer protection, plain and simple.

Y'all have seen firsthand how I operate.

An eye for an eye.

Swift justice.

But I've got to be compensated.

Compensated?

Yeah, with money we don't have?

Well, that ain't right, Doc.

I'm talking about interest, that you do have.

We have no interest.

Settle down.

Settle down!

I'm talking interest.

I take a vested interest in your business.

50%.

50%?

[angry muttering]

I want you all to think about this.

I keep our town safe, we continue to grow.

See, 50% of what you're making now ain't worth nothing to me,

but 50% of future business, now, that might be something

of value for all of us.

If you've got a better plan, take it.

So we only have to pay you if the threat goes away?

That's right, Doc.

Well, think of it as a commission.

I do my job, I get paid.

If not, nothing ventured, nothing lost.

We can't lose much on that.

I guess I can get in on something like that.

What the hell?

I've got nothing to lose.

You can count me in.

Yeah?

Yeah?

[horse neighs]

Thank you, Newman.

Morning, Mrs. Morgan.

Good morning, Rusty.

Tell anyone who wants to know, the Majestic

will be open for business tonight, 5 o'clock sharp.

[cheering]

So, gents, anybody interested in my offer?

Yeah.

You know where to find me.

Now, if you'll excuse me, something's come up.

Take care of business.

Somebody made a mess.

Ma'am.

I'll be over there if you need me.

I just came by to see how you were doing.

As well as can be expected for a woman

who woke up this morning to find her husband's been murdered.

How's Lilly doing?

How do you think she's doing, Warren?

She idolized her father, and now he's gone.

Her whole world is torn apart.

She's got you.

And that's part of the problem.

This ain't no place for a lady.

If you ain't careful--

I could end up like my husband?

I fear so, yes.

Lilly's old enough to make her way should something happen.

My point is, you shouldn't be in this position.

Tending bar is a man's job.

Let McCain run your place.

He's got the men.

I would sooner be shot.

I heard someone say that before,

and look how that turned out.

Are you finished?

You don't got to do this, Sarah.

You don't want McCain in your affairs, fine.

We'll find someone else.

But, please, think about Lilly.

You know, Warren, of all the people in this town,

I've known you the longest.

I've seen the lawman you were in your day,

and there weren't none better.

But lately, it seems like you're always

hearing about things after they happen, instead of during.

Funny how they never seem to have that problem at the Raven.

This is a busy town.

I can't be everywhere at once.

Look, I know you're in a lot of pain,

so I'm going to forgive you those remarks.

And the fact may be I've left my good days behind me,

but there's one thing about McCain, his men protect him.

They'll protect you too if you'll just let him.

I tried to get that through to Thomas.

Is everybody too blind to see that it's him

that's causing the problems?

There ain't no other choice.

If it ain't McCain, there's five more just

like him to take his place.

What happened to the man I used to know?

I know what you're thinking, but I

ain't part of the problem.

Well, you sure ain't been part of the solution none either.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go clean up what's left

of my husband off the floor.

This town's big enough for the both of you

if you just let it be.

Not if it means playing by only one man's rules.

Give my regards to Lilly.

Good day, Sarah.

Hicks.

How are you doing today, Floyd?

[horse neighs]

You look beautiful as ever.

Did you miss me?

You know I did.

Did you miss me?

[speaking spanish]

I tried more than once.

There was no breaking you out of that prison.

I did my time and I never mentioned your name.

Oh.

Uh-uh.

You only get one of those.

[moans]

There ain't another woman in the goddamn world like you.

No one can take my place.

See?

Yeah.

You the sheriff?

Last I checked.

Got two fugitives I want to register to you,

collect my reward.

Who are they?

Terrence Long and Nate Finger Graves.

No shit?

No shit.

I heard these boys have laid waste to a lot of posses

through the years.

Where's your men?

Yeah, just me on the trail.

Work alone.

Range detective.

Who for?

Done some work for Henry Booker from time to time.

Yeah, you don't say.

I caught up with the rest of their group in Vulture.

Wasn't much left of the town when I got there.

Son, you're either a hell of a gunfighter or a damn good liar.

Well, they'll never tell.

Pistols are in the satchels.

You don't want them?

No, I've got no use for them.

Got a place where I can lay my head, got a hot bath?

Yeah, the Raven.

It's got all you need and more.

What about my reward money?

I'll check it out and let you.

Appreciate it.

Afternoon.

What's your pleasure?

Need a room.

Of course.

There you go.

And if you'll sign in.

Will you be requiring company?

No, ma'am.

Not at the moment.

All right then, your room's at the top of the stairs,

end of the hall, number two.

Thank you.

Know where I can get a good soak?

We have it all right here.

When would you like it?

As soon as possible.

Bath house is upstairs.

I'll send somebody up.

Appreciate it.

Did I startle you?

No, ma'am.

Maybe just a little.

I brought some hot water for your bath,

but I can leave if you like.

No, no, that's fine.

Maybe you could just turn a little.

OK.

OK.

Is it too hot?

No, ma'am.

I ain't never seen you around here.

You new in town?

Rode in about an hour ago.

Where from?

Nowhere.

And everywhere.

Mysterious type, huh?

Not really.

Just the truth.

You shy of a woman?

You don't need to be.

I don't bite.

Please stop.

I said stop.

I'm sorry.

I-- I thought--

Well, you thought wrong.

Will there be anything else then?

No, ma'am.

I wasn't meaning no harm.

I just thought you were nice is all.

Different.

All right then.

Put it on McCain's credit.

Dolan, my wife come in?

We're working on it.

Well, I'll be a son of a bitch.

What?

It's them, all right.

Long and Graves.

Are you sure?

Sure as shit from a goose's ass.

Yeah, that boy sure earned himself a good reward today.

Hey, hey.

You get settled in?

Just getting a drink.

They got whiskey in there, don't they?

Sheriff, is there something you want to talk to me about?

Well, matter of fact, there is.

In private, perhaps.

You got a new man in town?

I don't know him.

I will shortly.

Here's your reward money.

What did you want to talk about?

Well, things have been a little rough in town lately.

People running roughshod, thieving, and killing.

I'm ashamed to say it's more than I can handle.

I don't see where I figure in all this.

Well, I was hoping to appeal to your judicial interest?

My judicial interest?

I want you to be my deputy, till I

can get some help out here.

Surely you've got a county commissioner you can appeal to?

Well, he ain't worth a shit.

I ain't seen him out here but once in five years.

What about sending for US Marshals?

Oh, the same thing.

We can't get nobody to pay no attention out here.

There's a man here in town who offers his own form

of protection, but the more I think on that, the less sure

I am.

How's that?

Well, just something don't feel right.

A lot of things don't feel right out here these days.

Sounds like someone's shit in your stew.

Yeah.

I've been eating it for a while.

But this is one man that wants to figure

things out before going back for second helpings.

I was thinking having you here for another opinion

would help me remedy that.

Look, I know my offer doesn't hold a candle

to the paydays you're used to.

All I'm asking is a few weeks of your time,

till I can get things sorted out.

How about it?

I appreciate your offer, Sheriff,

but I don't think I'm cut out for it.

Would you think on it?

And take all the time you need.

Sheriff.

We're not open just yet.

My apologies.

Didn't realize.

It's no bother.

Most days we're open by 9:00.

I expect you'll find what you're looking for over at the Raven.

Yeah, I'm laying my head there,

ma'am, but that's about all.

Well, in that case, come on in.

I don't want to impose.

You'll have to forgive our lack of selection

at the moment, Mister--

Brandt, ma'am.

Cole Brandt.

Mr. Brandt.

Whatever you've got is fine, ma'am.

I ain't fussy.

Beats what I get on the range.

I expect it does.

Newman?

No, ma'am, I'm fine.

Never had much of a stomach for that kind of stuff.

Mind if I ask what happened here?

Same thing that's been happening.

Men getting killed for no reason.

Tough place to run by yourself.

Sometimes you do what you have to.

Your husband, he around?

No.

I'm sorry.

You want another?

No, ma'am.

I'll have another when you open later.

Fair enough.

Good day.

[screaming]

I'm going to get what I came here for, even

if I have to kill you, bitch.

Damn right you will.

[gunshot]

What are you doing?

[knock]

[cocks gun]

Who is it?

CASSEY: Cassey May, Mr. Brandt.

May I come in?

You may.

Thank you for seeing me unannounced I just wanted

to apologize for earlier.

I guess my line of work has worn down my manners

and my sensibilities.

It doesn't matter.

It does to me.

In instances where I have a genuine interest,

it does to me.

I just wanted you to know that.

Anything else, Miss May?

No.

I've said my piece.

[knock]

Expecting someone else?

You best state your business before you step a foot further.

Travis McCain.

Cole Brandt.

I know.

I own this establishment, among other things.

So I've heard.

Word travels fast around here.

Rumor has it you're good with a gun.

What's that to you?

Well, could be worth something to me, a job for you.

That's the second time today.

It seems I'm a popular man.

That right?

Your sheriff wants to deputize me.

You take the offer?

No.

Well, it's one step above the poorhouse.

It ain't always about the money.

It ain't, huh?

No, it ain't.

Not even at 10 times the pay to work for my interests?

Your interests don't concern me.

I'm leaving town.

I'll be gone by sundown.

That's a shame.

Mr. McCain.

Mr. Brandt.

[knock]

Oh, tell them 10 more minutes, OK, Newman?

Look, we-- oh, evening, Miss Lilly.

Evening, Newman.

What in god's name has gotten into you, coming in here?

People are lining up out front already.

I don't believe I got my answer.

I want to be with you tonight, Mama.

Oh, no.

You can use all the help you can get.

No, no, no.

Listen, your place is at home. This is no place--

My place is here with you.

Not tonight.

What about you, Mama?

What if something was to happen to you?

Forgive me for speaking out of line, Miss Lilly,

but I ain't going to allow nothing

bad to happen to your mama.

Thank you, Newman.

I would like to believe that, but one man ain't

enough to make a difference.

Lilly, I need to open tonight.

This town needs me to open tonight,

no matter what happens.

Then I need to be here with you.

Oh, you are your father's daughter.

Thank you.

The Majestic is now open for business.

Take your weapons over here.

Hey, Ike.

Sorry I won't be able to help you tonight.

I understand.

Have a good time.

Evening, gents.

Come on, step right up, Jake.

Thank you.

All right.

Hey, knife.

There you go.

All right, have a good one.

Yeah, it's Ray Travers, all right, Doc.

He's got a little stake up here about eight miles north

of town. - He ain't going home tonight.

- Doesn't look like it. - No.

Thanks, Doc.

Thanks, Sheriff.

OK, boys, let's get him over to the undertaker.

Mr. Brandt.

Mr. Brandt, can I talk to you?

Mr. Brandt, I hear you have knowledge of what happened.

One person killed another.

It seems that's the way it happens.

That man beat up one of those women pretty good.

Another one made sure he couldn't finish.

Self-defense then, huh?

You could say he had it coming.

All right.

Anything else, Sheriff?

Well, no, not really.

Are you going for a drink?

To say goodbye.

Here you go, Ike.

Table one.

Mr. Brandt.

Ma'am.

I see you come back.

Yes, ma'am.

Unfortunately, it's to say goodbye.

But you just got here.

It's just the way it is.

Well, I for one was happy to see your kind around here.

That's nice of you to say, ma'am.

It seems your sheriff, he felt the same.

Did he?

Yes, ma'am.

Made me an offer to be his deputy.

And?

Well, the work's not for me.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Can I get you a drink for the road?

No, ma'am.

I like to keep a clear head when I ride.

Best be on my way.

Godspeed.

Thank you, ma'am.

That blacksmith coming over tonight?

Of course he is if I'm working and his wife's

still out of town.

Better take him for all you can get.

Oh, don't you worry none about that.

When I'm done with him, he won't know if he's coming or going.

There's a good crowd at the Majestic tonight.

Yeah, what's it to you?

Nothing.

Just think it's nice how everyone's

showing their support for that poor woman is all.

Why don't you all take your business next door?

Who do you think you are?

Just do as I say.

Come on, Mom, let's go.

If McCain finds out you got thoughts like that,

there's going to be hell to pay.

He ain't the boss of me.

He ain't?

Well, that's news to me.

Don't forget, Cassey, he owns us,

and he can break us if he wants to.

I was thinking it might be a good way to get more business.

No competition to worry about.

You do what you want, but don't let McCain know

that we knew anything about it.

Afternoon, Mr. Brandt.

Afternoon, Miss May.

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

Going somewhere?

Yeah, leaving town.

So soon?

It's what I do.

It don't have to be.

Miss May, my wife and son were murdered five years ago.

I swore I wouldn't rest till I found the killers.

I'm so sorry.

Me too.

You have a good night.

Godspeed, Mr. Brandt.

Follow him out of town, make sure he don't get

no aspirations of coming back.

Yes, sir.

McCain.

What can I do for you?

I heard about your offer to Brandt.

Offer?

Don't act coy with me.

I'd like to think we're long fucking past that.

You know, I'm surprised you didn't come asking me about one

of my men.

I didn't think any of your men would want that job.

Guess you should have asked.

Oh, yeah, I think you need a member of my organization

working with you, so I'll tell you what I'm going to do.

I'm going to have Dulce here come on as deputy.

Over my dead body is a woman going to be deputy.

Careful what you wish for, Dolan.

Dulce will make a fine deputy.

And if you ask me, she should go over

to the Majestic tonight just to keep everything in line.

You understand?

Howdy, Art.

Hicks.

Thank you.

Have a good time in there.

Thank you.

Hold it.

I need your weapons.

They're with me.

All right.

God.

Mama.

Just the woman I want to see.

I don't believe we've met.

Dulce de la Rosa.

And you're everything he said you'd be.

SARAH: Who?

McCain?

No.

Sheriff Deets.

Did he say anything about the sign above my door?

These?

These are for your protection.

I don't contract with McCain.

That's your choice.

But I am the new deputy.

I see.

Sheriff Deets thought it would be

a good idea for me to be here after what happened last night.

Should I send for the sheriff?

No.

These good people have been sent here to protect us.

I expect they'll do their job.

Ain't that right?

Let's get him.

[gunfire]

Go get the carcass.

[gun clicks]

[gunfire]

Mrs. Morgan.

Yes?

My name is Cassey May.

I work at the Raven.

Can you excuse us a moment, Doc?

Sure.

It's nice to meet you, Miss May.

What can I do for you?

I just wanted to say how sorry I am for the passing

of your husband.

He and I, well, we knew each other.

Why don't you and I step into the back room?

We can talk there.

Yes, ma'am.

Take over the bar for a minute.

Sure, Mama.

Go ahead, sit down.

Thank you for taking the time to talk with me,

given what I do and all.

Well, first of all, there isn't anyone on the floor

that you are talking to.

You can look me in the eye.

I am not going to judge you.

Now, if there's something I need to know about my husband,

I am woman enough to take it.

He always said you were kind and gentle, strong too.

I don't know how y'all did it tonight, opening and all.

Well, the night ain't over yet, sweetheart.

He loved you very much.

I know he did.

But that's not why we're here, is it?

No, ma'am, it ain't.

Mr. Morgan and I had a special relationship.

Not what most people thought.

See, he was helping me.

I know.

You do?

Everything.

Who do you think gave him those books and those lessons?

Everybody has a right to an education, Cassey, a chance at

happiness in life.

Even somebody like me?

Oh, sweetheart, most of the time when a person is

in a bad situation, it's just because they had a lack

of guidance or opportunity.

Thomas understood that, and so do I.

But people think--

It doesn't matter what people think, as long as you

and I know the truth.

Mr. Morgan said I'd be in danger if anyone

got wind of what was going on.

That's why we came up with the plan

that he would be your special client.

Now he's gone.

Cassey, you can leave McCain.

You can come here and work at the Majestic.

Stay here in this very room you did your studies in.

I'm scared of what Mr. McCain might do to me.

OK.

You've got to stop worrying about things

that you can't control and start worrying about the things

that you can.

Now then, you and I have to be strong right now, OK?

I want you to go to the Raven and get all your belongings.

I don't have much.

Not more than an armful, and a necklace that was my mama's.

Well, you just get what belongs to you.

And if anybody tries to stop you,

you tell them that you've got a new special client,

that I am sweet on the ladies.

Yes, ma'am.

All right, now, darling, you come back and see me.

Sure will.

Mm-hmm.

[knock]

[gasps]

Hello, Misty.

Sheriff.

Sarah.

What can I do for you?

Well, I come by to check on you and see how you're doing.

How the fuck do you think I'm doing?

Take a look around.

Look, Sarah, I was blindsided, honey.

Lilly, pour him a drink.

14, house wins.

6.

This shit again.

I'll break your other hand.

What's going on over here?

What the fuck do you care?

You play the game the right way or you don't play at all.

It's OK.

No, it ain't.

I've got it handled.

Apparently you don't or you'd have

had those no good sons of bitches thrown out here by now.

I've had enough of this shit.

I'll have that badge.

What if I say no?

Then we're going to have a problem.

[guns clicking]

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Get over there with your friend.

Who the hell do you think you are?

The new deputy.

Is that so?

You're goddamn right he is.

Go ahead, pull the trigger.

McCain's men were still have you outgunned.

At least you'll be dead.

This is far from over.

You OK, Mrs. Morgan?

Yes, Newman.

How are you doing, Cassey?

You going somewhere?

I heard you was down at the Majestic earlier.

Yes, sir, looking for business.

That so?

Yes, sir.

That's interesting, because I ain't

never seen a shortage of men around here

seeking your pleasure.

Truth is, Mr. McCain, I got me another special client

over there.

Well, that's good, because I kept asking myself, why would

my sweet little Cassey May keep going

down there knowing her other special client ain't no longer

with us.

I did some snooping around.

I asked Misty here, but she didn't have no answers.

Mrs. Morgan.

Say what?

Mrs. Morgan's my special client.

Really?

Yes, I swear.

Them fancy-type women must be fresh as the morning dew

because I don't smell no pussy.

No, you go back to your room and wait for me, OK?

Yeah.

You hear?

Yes.

Go.

There's a storage room out back.

You can put your things there.

That'd be fine.

I didn't think you'd come back.

At the time, I didn't either.

Well, if you don't mind my asking, what changed your mind?

Y'all did, and Miss May.

The worst day of your life, you found the nerve to carry

on your husband's legacy.

Not many people could have done that.

Well, I thank you for that.

Oh my god, help me!

Somebody help me!

Newman.

Yeah.

Stay here, Sheriff.

Oh, god.

Come on, you'll be all right.

Let me get that side.

OK.

Let's go.

The back door.

Get her to the back room.

I'll get the doc.

OK, sounds good.

[cassey whimpering]

I never should've let you go back over there.

What was I thinking?

Newman, get a knife. - Right here.

- We need to get this boot off. - I got it.

I'm a hell of a lot better with a knife than a gun.

You squeeze as tight as you like.

This is going to hurt a bit.

[cassey screams]

Jesus.

Is it bad?

No.

You're going to be just fine.

How the hell did this happen?

McCain killed Misty because he found out I was here earlier,

and I knew he was going to do the same to me,

so he left me alone and I jumped off the balcony.

Where the hell is the doc?

Two doors down.

Why?

They should be back by now.

I'll check.

Miss Morgan.

Yes?

You best take this.

Ain't no one out there.

You know how to use that?

Of course.

You let no one inside this room

lest it's Newman and I, not even the sheriff.

I think it's safer if you stay here.

The sheriff could be in trouble.

The sheriff could be one of them.

Let's go.

Thought you didn't drink.

I am tonight.

I don't know about this.

Yeah, me neither.

Something ain't right.

Mm-hmm.

Keep your eyes open.

Don't worry, they're open.

What you see, Newman?

Oh, shit.

This ain't good.

Door's open.

The sheriff and the doc are dead.

Hey!

Oh, shit! [gunfire]

Get down.

[scream] Let's get back.

Come on.

Right there, watch out.

Up the roof.

Roof.

Nice shot.

You're going to be OK.

Just hang in there.

OK.

Mrs. Morgan, it's us.

Oh.

I'm so glad you both are back.

We heard the shooting.

What happened?

The sheriff and the doc are dead.

We've got to get you ladies out of here

before more trouble breaks out.

Not before we set her leg.

OK, I'm going to need two sticks.

I need some linens.

Get some whiskey and a lot of it.

Will these too back spokes work, Mrs. Morgan?

That'll be perfect.

How many men we lose?

Too damn many.

What do you want us to do now?

I want you to go to the Majestic.

Keep an eye on the place.

And I don't want so much as a goddamn mouse

getting out of there.

You fuckers.

Cassey, tell me something, honey, what do you want to do

when you get away from here?

Oh, I can't.

I can't take this, Miss Morgan, the pain.

Yes, you can.

Sure you can.

I don't drink.

I know, honey, but tonight you do.

Here you go.

OK.

It's OK.

Good.

There you go.

That's good.

A little bit more.

OK, OK.

I can't drink no more of that.

You're OK.

Don't fight.

It's all right.

You're all right.

Miss May, I have a confession to make.

Cassey.

OK.

Cassey.

Truth is, when I first met you, I

thought you were the prettiest girl I'd ever seen.

Problem is, while I'm good with a gun,

I ain't too good with women.

Before Mrs-- before Mrs. Morgan

came back with the whiskey, she asked me what I wanted to be.

What do you want to be?

Loved.

It's been so long since I've dreamed of such things,

to feel what it's like for someone

to love you and love them back, to raise a family.

Do you think someone like me could have something like that?

Yes, I do.

[bone crunching]

[cassey screams]

Cole Brandt!

Cole Brandt.

Cole Brandt!

I know you're in there.

You're wanted for questioning in the murder of Sheriff Deets,

Doc Johnson, and the other five goddamn men

you laid to waste last night.

If you ain't familiar, most of this town's

in the contract to me for protection,

and in the event of the killing of Sheriff Deets, I take over.

I got witnesses telling me you and Hicks was seen down

at Doc Johnson's place last night,

so the two y'all come on out.

No need to involve no one else.

If not, I'll consider every goddamn motherfucker

in there an accomplice.

That son of a--

I'll take your lack of response as a fuck you.

Let's cut to the goddamn chase, boys.

[gasps]

Easy, boy.

Now, Cole Brandt!

Come out, the kid goes free.

If not, it's on your own goddamn conscience.

Oh.

If you walk out that door, he will kill us all.

She's right.

I've got an idea, but it's not foolproof.

Wait!

Don't harm the boy or the women.

We're coming out.

Good choice.

We're coming out.

Drop that iron, boys.

Upper right.

Got it.

Go on.

[bang]

[mccain groans]

[gunfire]

[horse neighing]

Lilly, come on!

Come on.

I got you.

Come on.

OK, OK, OK.

Take her.

Come on, let's go.

Jump in. Easy does it.

Come on!

Go, go, go!

Hyah!

[horse neighs]

Dulce.

[yells]

Goddammit!

Come on!

Hyah!

SARAH: Oh, god.

Anybody, can you see Cole?

Is McCain there?

Hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah!

Come on, boy.

Hyah!

Hyah!

Come on.

Hyah!

[gunshot]

Hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah!

[gunshot]

[gun clicks]

Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah!

Come on!

They're gaining on us!

Hang on, ladies.

Hyah!

[gunshot]

[sarah gasps] Hyah!

[gunshots] [lilly whimpers]

Oh my god.

Hyah!

Hyah!

[gunshot]

[grunts]

[groaning]

Come on.

Son of a bitch!

Bitch!

[cassey gasps]

SARAH: Get off of her!

CASSEY: You bastard, get off of me!

I hate you!

Give me that gun!

Son of a bitch!

Get off!

MCCAIN: Dammit!

Get off!

Get over here.

SARAH: Newman, stop!

Come on.

[grunting]

[cole coughs]

Come on.

Come on, Brandt, come on!

[groans]

Told you I was better with a knife than a gun.

[spits]

[dramatic music]