All language subtitles for The BalladEN-SDH Ori

[thunder rumbling]

[wind blowing]

[rain pattering]

["Oh! Susanna" playing faintly on piano]

[faint chatter]

[gunshot]

- [music stops]
- [woman screams]

- [man] What the...
- [objects clattering]

[women scream]

[man grunts]

[gasping]

[ominous instrumentals playing]

[groaning]

[faint chatter]

[spurs jingling]

[cocks rifle]

[Edward] Which one of you chicken-shit,
shot that fella in the back?

[ominous instrumentals continue]

- [clattering, scuffling]
- [glass shatters]

- [woman screams]
- [Edward] Hey!

- [gunshot]
- [cries out]

[man panting]

[Edward] Reckon that's enough.

Lefty, ain't you a little gray
to be making these mistakes?

There you go.

Never can please you now, can I?

Hard of hearing, son?

I give up. You ain't gonna shoot?

- Yep.
- [thunder crashing]

[groans]

[Lefty] All's I'm saying is that you can't

just go and throw a rope
around a man's neck

whenever the hell it pleases you.

[Edward] It don't ever please me.

[sighs]

[neck cracks]

[gurgling]

[gurgling stops]

[rope creaking]

One hell of a way
to start your career, Mr. Senator.

[sighs]

[symphonic instrumentals playing]

[Lefty] I still can't believe
he'd shoot a man

over a two dollar hand of poker.

[Edward] Don't you say nothing to Laura.

You know how she feels
about me still acting the lawman.

[Lefty] Ah, Edward,
she don't listen to me, anyway.

[faint chatter]

[laughs]

Ohh.

[chuckles] Don't you worry none.
I'll tend to the horses for you.

[overlapping chatter, laughter]

[man]... can carry the coffin,
but the corpse will walk.

[man 2] Ah, no.

[laughter]

Oak, I raise you.

Be the day when I don't have to bunk
with the like of you boys.

Mr. Johnson already said
he's not taking you to Washington.

Washington?
Who said anything about Washington?

I'm talking about the two-story.

[laughter]

What on God's green Earth
are you gonna do with a family house?

What the hell do you think?

[laughter]

- Mm.
- Everybody's gotta have a dream.

[chuckling]

It ain't up for debate.

You leave Lefty in charge of our ranch,

the place won't be here when we return.

All right. I'll bring him with us.

You will do no such thing.

A senator needs a good aide.

Edward Johnson, don't even joke on this.
I need my peace and quiet!

[laughing] I surrender. I surrender.
Oh, my goodness.

Arms down.

Now, Lefty'll run this ranch just fine.

You know he's ridden
with me 40 years now, and...

So has your horse.

We talk on everything else.

Don't know why
you're being so stubborn about this.

Nobody here is gonna listen to him.

A more loyal man than Lefty Brown
hasn't walked this Earth.

Loyal isn't the same as capable.

We need someone like Tom Harrah.

Well, if'n I'm gonna take on
all of Washington,

I need a fella I can trust
back here at the home front.

And a fine woman by my side.

You flatter all you want, Mr. Johnson.

Don't change the fact
that I have a needle and you don't.

Ow! [laughs]

- That's not fair.
- [chuckling]

[hammering]

[Lefty gasping] Come on.

Damn post, what'd I ever do to you?

[grunting]

[sighs]

[groans]

Who won?

Well, seeing as it's standing firm,
but I'm still lying in the dirt,

I guess I'd call it a draw.

You'll whip it yet. Come on.

Of course I will.
I ain't ever let you down.

I'm too old to change my ways now.

[laughs] I know that.

- Eh, do know that, huh?
- Yep.

I also know that roundup's
approaching fast.

You, uh, able to get everything ready?

Well... and it ain't gonna be just me.

No, it's gonna be Oak and Billy Kitchen

- and that fella that come...
- [man] Mr. Johnson!

Mr. Johnson!

The herd! We've got three horses missing.

- [grunts]
- [Laura] How many head?

Three horses off the north range.

You ought to take Oak
or some of the other boys along with you.

Don't you worry about that, Miss Laura.

That fella don't know
what he's got coming at him.

- Ain't that right...
- Lefty, hush.

These are good boys.
There's no reason not to take them along.

[scoffs] With a look like that,
you're gonna scare half of Washington.

- [sighs]
- [Edward] Let's go.

[symphonic instrumentals playing]

[Edward] You see?
There's two shod hooves and three unshod.

- [Lefty] Uh, have you ever, um...
- Now, go on. Spit it out.

[Lefty] I was thinking on
the right words, is all.

You haven't changed your...
mind, have you,

about putting me in charge?

What kind of a fool question is that?

Ah, you know me. I ain't got
the sense to keep my mouth shut.

But still, uh, the way
your Laura's looking at me

and what you was saying earlier
about am I ready,

it's got me thinking.

Maybe somebody else ought to be in charge?

Now, don't you go starting on me, too.

I ain't starting nothing.

Just saying, is all.

Well, I reckon you're gonna stand tall,
or you ain't.

I'll wager on the first.

[chuckles]

- I won't be needing this in Washington.
- Oh, I...

- I want you to have it.
- No.

I can't take that.

- [gunshot]
- [horse whinnies]

[tense instrumentals playing]

[gasps]

- [horse whinnies]
- [gunshot]

[gasping]

[body falls]

[groaning quietly]

[ominous instrumentals playing]

Hyah!

[wind blowing]

[breathing heavily]

[hoofbeats]

[Laura gasping] What...

[uneasy instrumentals playing]

[wails]

[crying]

That blond fella...

he gonna pay for this.

You were supposed to watch his back.

I'm sorry about it.

Sorry don't get it done.

No, it don't.

I know that.

Do you?

[exhales] Yeah.

I've seen you...

chasing after him
from one job to the next,

doing nothing...

living off his dime.

I was his partner. Of course I had...

I'm his wife.

And now...

he's gone, and you're here?

I ain't trying to get...

[sobbing] Lefty, let me be
with my husband.

[crying]

It wasn't my fault.

There was nothing nobody could do.

[breathing heavily]

Uh...

[swallows]

Forty years, we rode together.

And you didn't deserve to die this way.

That son of a bitch.

I'm gonna get that son of a bitch
or I'm gonna die trying.

My word, it ain't worth much.

But on this, it is.

[spits]

On this, it is.

[hoofbeats]

[man] Whoa.

Oh, Jimmy, this place ain't changed a bit.

No, it hasn't.

[cattle lowing]

Where's Laura?

Oh, Mr. Governor, sir, the corral.

Yeah, she's by the corral.

You boys don't let her go or nothing.

- [bleating]
- Oh, jeez.

Billy, this has to be done right.

[calf bleats]

Here. You hold her.

- [iron sizzles]
- [calf cries out]

You hurry back with the next one.
Sun's not long for the day.

[sighs]

That can't be.

I'm so sorry.

Ain't right for him to go this way.

Oh.

Mr. Johnson would be mighty proud.

[chuckles]

Been marshaling the last couple years,
thanks to Jimmy here.

I'm so glad you came.

Nowhere else I'd be.

Well, where's my manners?

You're hungry?
There's biscuits up by the house.

Your mama's recipe?

[chuckles] Most folks
call it my recipe now.

You have any idea
who might have done this?

Lefty was there.
He said he saw the rustler.

He's a tall man with blond, long hair.

- You're sure?
- Oh, Lefty's sure.

By week's end, I'll have half the army
chasing down Eddie's killer.

And Lefty?

They'll find him as well... I think.

Well... we've lost one friend.

And I don't plan on losing another.

Tom... just leave the hunting

to the soldiers
who captured John Wilkes Booth.

This is Lefty Brown.

The man couldn't find his ass
with two hands.

He's likely wandering that desert,
praying to God for some water.

I'm going after him.

Bet he'd find it, too.

[chuckles]

Yeah.

[sighs]

You ever wish...

it was the same as it was,

just the four of us,

and we had the world shaking in its boots?

Just find him and bring him back.

[symphonic instrumentals playing]

Whoa.

[ominous instrumentals playing]

[water rushing]

[gunfire]

You ain't getting away from me this time.

- [gunfire continues]
- [bullets ricocheting]

Where you at, you sumbitch?

[grunts]

[gunshot]

Come out where I could see you.

Who the hell are you?

Where's Blondie?

There ain't no one else here, mister.

But you're right
out of your mama's belly, boy.

There ain't no way you're here alone.

God's honest truth.

Where's your horse?

Got snake bit.

Had to put it down.

Snake won't kill no horse.

Damn sight too big.

His leg swelled up like a melon.

Yeah, well, he was snake bit, wasn't he?

Look, I ain't gonna be taking
advice from no thief.

Yeah, you ain't got nothing
nobody'd damn want.

[chuckles]

[sighs]

You ain't seen another fella
pass through, have you?

He's blond, and he's mean-looking,

- like he'd piss in...
- You hunting an outlaw?

Did you see anyone or not?

[pots jangling]

Sir! Sir!

Sir, I'd be obliged if you can give me
a ride to the nearest town,

if it wouldn't be much trouble.

I can also help you catch
that fella you're after.

This son of a bitch killed my partner.

I ain't got time to baby-sit
some boy who thinks he's Wild Bill.

I can shoot.

- Well, ain't that something?
- I can.

There's a difference
between shooting and drawing.

All right?

Yeah.

Walk that way.

If you ain't dragging all that gear,

you ought to reach Bannack in a day.

Maybe two.

[acoustic guitar playing]

Oh, hell.

[Lefty] What do you call yourself,
Wild Bill?

Jeremiah, Jeremiah Perkins.

[Lefty] Jeremiah Perkins.

Well, most folks call me Lefty Brown.

Mr. Johnson went without a will.

The law says that this ranch
will be entailed to his closest male heir.

Unfortunately, uh...

this is correct.

This is my ranch.

My sweat and my blood as much as his.

The law is what it is.

The law is wrong.

Be that as it may,
there's nothing I can do.

You could write a will.

All you'd have to do is...
is date it a few months back.

Nobody's gonna question
the integrity of a will

- that's been witnessed by the Governor.
- Laura, Laura...

The people elected me as their champion
of law and order.

Well, if you believe that,

then you're a bigger fool
than Eddie thought.

Eighteen years ago: Alameda, I was there.

Do you remember?

Cyrus Applegate
was an outlaw and a murderer.

But I did not want to kill him.
I wanted to put him in jail.

You did what was right.

I'd wager that depends on who you'd ask.

This is my ranch.

Eddie wanted me to have this ranch,

not some cousin
he hasn't seen in 30 years!

I'm gonna fight who I have to!

[footsteps rustling grass]

[grunts]

Still acting the damn fool, I see.

Tom!

[laughs] It's like Christmas!

[Tom] Get over here.

Like Christmas in July, seeing you!

- [laughs]
- Good to see you, Lefty.

Who's the kid?

Oh, just some tenderfoot
that needed looking after.

But now that you're here,

we've got ourselves a real goddamn posse.

I'll get my gear here.

Army's gonna take care of Eddie's killers.

I'm just here to bring you home.

Well, uh, I ain't exactly got

a home for you to bring me to.

Lefty, Laura can't run
that ranch without you.

Well, seeing as you ain't
exactly been around,

and I think you understand my meaning,

I don't figure how you would know that.

- [sighs]
- I know one thing.

You ain't changed a damn bit.

Well, listen here.

I'm gonna bring back Edward's killer.

And there ain't nothing
that you can do about it.

I can knock you cold, old man.

[gun cocks]

How's that for a draw, Mr. Brown?

Is that child pointing a gun at me?

[laughs]

Shit.

You really are a damn fool, Lefty Brown.

Why are you tying him up?

Well, you don't think
I ought to shoot him, do you?

But he's a lawman.

Yeah, he buried his badge
in the bottle years ago.

Then, what's that?

Well, I'll be.

Yeah. Last time, I seen this fella,
the folks was calling him

Whiskey Tom Harrah, the spittoon diver.

- Sheriff Thomas Harrah?
- [sighs]

Oh, no. According to this,
it's Marshal Thomas Harrah.

- [chuckles]
- I ain't touched a drop.

Not since Eddie smacked me
in the head with that old Henry.

- The Thomas Harrah?
- What is it?

Oh.

Well, this one here...

This one here is you.

And the other one... is Edward.

Edward Johnson.

This is not bad, that likeness.

It looks like him
when he smiles like that.

Is it true what they say?

- You went alone against the Bradford gang?
- Hey.

- And then you...
- What the hell are you doing? Huh?

The man's my hero.

Yeah? What kind of hero
turns his back on his friends

when they need him most?

What's he talking about?

[sighs]

The Governor called in the army,
and he don't need us.

Now, that's Jimmy talk.

[Tom] Ever occur to you
that maybe he's right?

The railroad, the soldiers...
get some law and order.

- That can't be a bad thing.
- Oh, Lord, Lord, Lord.

You gotten good and greasy
with your words, ain't you?

What would Edward do, huh...

if you was the one
that was buried six feet in the dirt?

Shit.

Damn it, Lefty.

Eh?

Cut me loose.

Cut me loose quick,
before I change my damn mind.

[laughs] Cut him loose.

Now, Tom, he doesn't like me
to say it, but...

You mind if I tell Jeremiah
about the time you took off with...

Yeah, I do. Shut up.

Well, I thought... I thought...

I won't tell him, then. I won't.

Lefty, just ride.

We got a long ways.

[Jeremiah] My pa, he taught me
to read with these two,

The Seminole Chief and The Road Agents.

Ah, The Road Agents? [scoffs]

They were nothing but a bunch
of modern vigilantes.

Isn't that right, Lefty?

Kid, ain't I in one of them?

No, you're not in any of these,
not that I've seen.

Well, might be you ought
to take a closer look at that.

I've never seen him mentioned in them.

And I've read more than most.

Oh, Lefty, he ain't ever happy

unless he's got something
to complain about.

[scoffs] Me? You ain't happy

unless you're making my life
and other people's lives miserable.

You do a fine job on your own, old man.

"Old man"? Don't you start with that.

You calling me an old man?

I ain't born
but just a year or two before you.

At least I was conscious half the time,

like you was unconscious
most of that time.

- [Tom] It's a story.
- I don't even think...

- What are you saying?
- [laughing] What I'm saying is...

- it's a yarn, a children's story.
- So?

What?

There's better men
not made it in than did.

Yourself included. You feel better now?

I don't even understand you half the time,

but I think you're actually
trying to be nice.

[grunting]

Get off of me, or I'll shoot you.

- [laughs]
- I'll shoot you.

- Shoot your other leg.
- How's your coffee?

You want a little more?

- I'll take a sip, yeah.
- All right, I'll getcha.

Read me another one of them stories, kid.

It's The Blackfeet Trail.

This is the story of a tribe of Blackfeet
that kidnap Mr. Johnson's wife.

Uh, kid...

And then you and him spent two years
tracking them across Mon...

[Jeremiah] What did I say?

Well, that weren't Edward's wife,
that was Tom's.

And we looked for her
longer than two years.

They rescued her.

They fought off the Blackfeet
by the old cave and they rescued her.

Why do you reckon that Tom crawled
into a bottle in the first place, then?

[female vocalizing]

[Lefty] Did you find something?

[Tom] Yep.

Hey. No, kid, you get on back up here.

You're only gonna
get in the way down there.

Can't learn if you don't try, Lefty.

Lord Almighty.

That kid is getting uppish
as Jimmy was back in the day.

[sighs]

We can't track in these rocks.

Sun's fading fast. Let's make camp.

Now, hold on there.
Of course he didn't go up them rocks.

They went up that crevice 'cause there's
nothing but desert that way.

We're gonna get this done, Tom.
We gotta get it done.

Lefty.

Hyah.

Should we go after him?

Nah.

- We'll catch up to him in the morning.
- Hyah.

Hyah.

[Tom] Even he ain't dumb enough
to ride through that at night.

[insects chirping]

[horse snorts]

[rustling]

[breathing heavily]

[gasps]

[wheezes excitedly]

[breathing heavily]

[Lefty breathing heavily]

[man] Best speak up.

[gunshots]

[gunshot]

Where you at? Huh?

[gunshots]

- [brush rustles]
- [bird squawks]

[footsteps receding]

[birds chirping]

[horse whinnying]

[men laugh]

Horses have got the brand J on them.

- Lefty.
- Huh?

Oh, it might be.

Hey, listen. You done a damn
good job finding these bastards.

- Eddie'd be might' proud of you.
- [Lefty breathing heavily]

They're awful ornery-looking.

- [rustling]
- Hey!

[Tom] Stupid kid.

[Lefty] Ain't you supposed to be
back with the horses?

Is the killer in there?

Ah, he don't listen to me.

You're outnumbered three to one.

- Yeah.
- [sighs]

You know, might be the kid's right, Tom.
You know, might be we ought

to get some help from Jimmy
on this one, thinking, maybe.

That right there...

is why nobody's written about you.

Why don't you...

- Hey.
- Get your head on, hmm.

You shut up.

Listen. What you're gonna do, Jeremiah,

you're gonna go back to the horses
and keep them calm.

I ain't going back to the horses, Tom.

Listen to me.
I need you back there keeping them calm.

There's gonna be a lot of gunfire,
and I don't want the horses spooked.

So you go back there, okay?

Lefty... you go in the back way.

I'll go in the front.

You figure on going in there?

Yeah. It's what we do.

And remember...

brown hat, so you don't shoot me.

How long we have to wait around here?

Shit.

I ain't leaving this chair 'til I win one.

I wasn't talking to you.

Ah, shit, we ain't got nowhere else to be.

Let me take one more card.

[faint chatter]

- [wood creaks]
- [man] What you got?

[faint laughter]

[deep breath]

[man] The boy's talking to you.

[chatter continues]

[man] All right. I'm all in.

[hoofbeats]

[horse neighs]

Go. Now.

Marshal Harrah?

Mr. Crobley.

No one said nothing
about you being here, Marshal.

[gunfire]

[whispers] Kid, don't!

- [gunfire continues]
- Stop.

Stay back there.

- Don't.
- Kid, don't.

Don't do that.

[yelps]

[Jeremiah wheezing]

[gunfire continues]

[Lefty] Blondie, you in there?

You best step out right now.

Ah, Jesus. Jesus.

Marshal... please don't let him kill me.

How is it you know this fella?

Your name Crobley?

[Lefty] Now that's far enough,
right there.

Be careful now.
Old man there's jumpy on the trigger.

- Please, don't shoot.
- Just hush up.

Is that kid still alive?

Yep.

All right.

I'm asking you for a fair trade,
one for one.

Well, shit, that depends on
who this feller is.

You... answer him.

But... I'm...

Mr. Thaddeus William Crob...

[gurgles]

[gasping]

Shut up.

That the money?

There any more?

That's it. That's all of it.

[fires gun]

- Split it up!
- Don't be greedy.

What about the boy?

He's bleeding out. We're leaving.

Where the hell you going?

One in front and one behind,
ain't that the way it's supposed to be?

[gunfire]

[gunshot]

- Hyah.
- [horse whinnies]

- Whoa.
- [rifle cocks]

[breathing heavily] You best
get off of that colt... slow.

I'm feeling a tad bit jumpy.

[Lefty] All right.

- Yep.
- Hey, kid!

[groans]

You seen the kid?

[Tom] Nope.

Tom, did it even occur to you to look?

[Jeremiah wailing]

Oh, God damn.

[sobbing]

Oh...

- Tom?
- No, Tom's a might bit busy.

Reckon you're gonna
have to put up with me.

[groans]

- Lefty.
- Yeah?

I should have stayed with the horses.

[Lefty] Oh, Lord.

Now, listen here.

You got a bullet in you.
It's gonna have to come out.

So I want you to bite down onto that.

All right.

- [muffled wailing]
- Think about that.

Lord, I can't find it. Dang.

Hang on.

Ah, I can't get at it.

- I can't...
- [muffled screaming]

Got to get it out.

Kid, I gotta get it out.

- I got it. I...
- [screaming]

I got it. I got that sum-bitch.

- I got it.
- [wheezes]

You can just rest now.

[panting]

[thunder rumbling]

Frank Bains.

Been looking for you.

While I was looking for you,
found your brothers...

Andy and Dan.

Left them hanging in a tree.

Now you're gonna get hung,

either by Lefty or a judge.

- [chuckles]
- Ah, don't doubt that.

So... why don't you tell me
about your acquaintance with Mr. Crobley.

If I recollect correctly,

I became acquainted with Mr. Crobley

'bout a couple hours back,

while you were cowering
behind that dirt pile out there.

[coughs, spits]

Ah, shit.

[spits]

He bring you this?

That's a lot of money.

What happens when the rest of your gang

find out that you ran off with it?

I ain't too worried.

They ain't the smartest lot.

Crobley was the Governor's man.

Oh? [chuckles]

So that's why he don't look
like no outlaw?

[clicks tongue, chuckles]

Whose money's this?

[sighs]

[sputters]

Why'd you kill Edward Johnson?

Oh, come on, Marshal.

[spits]

You know a man's gotta
make his name somehow.

[grunts]

Tell me!

[groans]

Tell me!

[coughs]

[spits]

[gags]

Was it the governor?

Huh?

Did Jimmy Bierce...

pay you...

to kill Eddie?

Hey, Marshal, when I get to Hell,

I'm make sure I pay
your wife a little visit.

[thunder rumbles]

[Frank chuckles]

[breathing heavily]

[exhales]

[chuckles]

[gags]

[coughing]

[strained breathing]

[insects chirping]

[footsteps]

When did this come?

Fella came by an hour back.

Governor's man all the way from Bannack.

- Is he still here?
- Uh-uh.

What is it?

Salvation.

[insects chirping]

[pots rattling]

[strained] Am I gonna die?

[chuckles]

You are not gonna die.

Now, looky here.

I grabbed you one of these.

I thought that you might
want to look at it

while I was getting squared up.

Would you read it to me?

Read it?

Just my eyes ain't so good
in the dark, but...

- Uh...
- [winces]

I could tell you about Edward.

Well, let's see, uh, one time,
he was crossing the desert, and...

Were you with him?

Me? No, I was laid up with a bullet.

I ain't walked straight since.

- What happened?
- Well, I was saying...

You know, just like I was saying,
he was crossing this...

No, what happened to you?

What happened with...

Well, that's not gonna
be near as interesting.

Now, see,
I ain't thought on it for a while.

There was a stagecoach,
and it was heading east,

Edward was supposed to ride shotgun on it,

on account of a bandit.

His name was Small No...

No, that weren't it at all.

It was Split Nose Hopkins.

Oh, he was a terrible sight
to lay your eyes on.

And Edward happened to be
out of the territory.

He gave me the job.

Sure enough, half a day travel out,

Hopkins and his gang, they ambushed us.

Like we were?

No, it was different.

[chuckles] I let off a couple shots,
and we high-tailed it.

We gave 'em a hell of a chase.

We almost got away, too,
except that we found ourselves

closed up in this hellacious box canyon.

Oh, Lord, those walls was steep.

And three days, we waited,
trapped up in there.

And they waited for us, too,

'cause they knew that we
didn't have any food.

Well, I reckon that I'm a fella
that can wait like the best of 'em.

But then, all of a sudden,
I grit my teeth,

and I could wait no more.

And I dragged myself up them sheer walls.

I damn near fell twice to my death,
but I made it.

[chuckles]

Hopkins, he missed it,
on account of he never looked up.

Well, I just...

charged around behind him,
and I surprised old Split Nose

with a barrel full of buckshot.

- Me, I...
- [pained chuckle]

Well, that's...
when I took one in the leg.

And, oh, just...

- It just gave me terrible pain and...
- [groans]

But them fellas, they was...

giving some wild shots, and I...

- I pulled up the growler.
- [metal sizzling]

It's the handiest thing I own.

Grit my teeth...

I can't wait no longer either.

All right, then, kid.

All right.

- [sizzling]
- [screams]

- [gasping]
- Oh...

[screams, coughing]

There you go, boy.

- [gasping]
- There you go. There you go.

[birds chirping]

What the hell are you doing, Tom?

I'm leaving.

No. Here, you had a bad night.

It ain't no reason to leave us.

- Lefty...
- Don't you Lefty me.

You're forgetting
you got that badge on your chest.

If Edward was here,
he'd say it means something.

You just sober up now.
I'm gonna go get that kid.

I'm gonna go get Blondie here,

you is gonna help me load him back up

to the ranch in one piece.

Lefty...

Tom. Hey, Tom.

- Hyah!
- Where are you going?

Where are you going?

I got... There's...

I...

What am I supposed to do now?

[Jeremiah] Is it his gang?

[Lefty] Could be. Ain't sure.

Oh, I am.

Why don't we get off this road,
go back the way we came?

It'd take a day longer that way,
and that's a day you ain't got.

A fool and his fool. [chuckles]

[Lefty] You still breathing back there,
Wild Bill?

Huh?

[Jeremiah] Do you think Tom
might have gone to get help?

That maybe we should have waited?

[Lefty] Ah, from the way old Tom
was looking,

I'd guess that he was
headed towards a drink.

[horse neighs]

- Whoa.
- That's far enough.

Now, I reckon there's two of us
and one of you.

[cocks pistol]

Oh, shit.

Hand 'em over.

Yeah, yeah.

Boy, you, too.

Howdy, Frank.

Take these damn things off of me.

I figure before we do anything else,
we ought to split up that there money.

- I ain't got no money.
- Where's it at?

You dumb shit,
you think they'd let me keep it?

- Where's it at?
- Where's what?

The money!

Well, how's a fella supposed to know
what you're talking about...

The money we was paid for killing Johnson.

[glass clatters]

I need you to tell me
this isn't yours, Jimmy.

You're drunk.

Yeah.

Is it yours?

No, it is not mine.

[clatters]

You see, I got that... [groans]

off of this fella by the name
of Frank Bains.

And Frank...

Well, Frank,
he got it off of Thad Crobley.

Mr. Crobley had a checkered past.

I figured he deserved a second chance.

[sighs]

He's dead, killed by the man
he come to pay.

It is not pleasant being wrong.

To the tragedy of changing times.

In these changing times,
where did Eddie fit in?

Eddie was too big for the law.

He was a man of the land, though.

- And a great land, it is.
- Please.

Don't practice your damn speeches on me.

It is my oration for Eddie's memorial.

A killer speaking over the man he killed.

This Frank killed Eddie!

- And you put him up to it.
- I did no such thing.

Eddie was my friend.

I tried to make him understand
that this isn't the land it once was.

Come on, Tom.

We're civilized now.

Businesses thrive.

Families travel in safety.

And Indians no longer rape our wives.

Don't.

If'n he understood,
he wouldn't have gone after that rustler.

He'd be on his way
to Washington right now.

The money...

[liquid pours]

I swear to you on our friendship...

I did not kill Eddie.

To Senator Edward Johnson.

A great hero of our people.

And more...

a loyal friend.

To Eddie.

[birds chirping]

[Lefty] Did you hear 'em
talking about anything

or see anything
or look like they had money?

[wheezing, coughs] I don't remember.

Well, we should have been looking.

- We should have looked.
- [coughs]

It ain't here. Watch Frank.

- Hey...
- Where's that money?

- [screams]
- Hey!

- Ain't you supposed to be a talker?
- [Lefty groans]

- Where's the money?
- [screams]

[gun fires]

- [pistol clicks]
- Ah, God damn it!

Son of a bitch!

[clicking]

- Shit!
- Hey.

[gunshot]

[panting]

[strained breathing]

[Jeremiah coughing]

[Jeremiah] It's, uh...

You, uh, figure Tom
might have taken the money?

Tom? No. No.

Never would have done that.

It ain't his way.

Well, maybe there wasn't
any money to begin with.

And that's why they couldn't find it.

Now, you listen here.
There ain't no point in us

talking about what you and I don't know.

Hell, kid...

it's money.

It makes fools of men.

- [coughing]
- Eddie... You all right?

Now, hey, hold on there.

[wheezing]

[groaning, coughing]

Listen, here.

There ain't no way
you're gonna ride any more.

I'm gonna have to get us...
get us some help on this one.

You got everything you need here.

I'm gonna leave the growler with you.

All right.

- Now don't you die on me.
- [coughing]

You hear me?

[emotional instrumentals playing]

[snake rattling]

[rattling stops]

- Whoa!
- [horse snorts]

Now, here, I got...

Don't you be doing that.

I got a dying kid back there.

You go get the medicines
from the bunkhouse.

[Oak] Don't be rude now.

We planned a real homecoming for you.

Quit your joshing, boys.

I got a dying kid back there.
I ain't got time for...

Boys, I don't have time!

Then we'll make it quick.

Now, hey, I got that fella
what killed Edward.

He's back there with that kid. I got him!

The fella who killed Mr. Johnson?

- I'm looking at him.
- No!

No, that ain't true! [groans]

And no one else thought
you'd be idiot enough

to show your face back here.

I knew, though.

[gagging]

Stop this, all of you!

[gasping]

[sighs]

"It is with a heavy heart
I must inform you,

Lefty Brown is responsible

for the death of Senator Johnson. "

You know that there telegram
is a load of bull crap.

Hell, I can't believe
how low you think of me.

You're not gonna tell me why.

Why? How 'bout you tell me?

You're the one saying
I done something I ain't.

Well, maybe you were angry.

Maybe he told you he wasn't gonna
leave you in charge.

[laughs] No.

- Why would he do that?
- Because I told him to.

Tom and me, we tracked that son of a bitch

halfway across the high desert,
and we got him,

like I promised you I would.

Now, you ride with me to that kid,

'cause that's where I killed him.

You tell me where that kid is,
and I'll send help.

There ain't no sure directions to give.

I have to take you to him.

[sighs]

That there piece of paper...

you're saying that that's worth more
than the word of a man

who's known you over half your life?

I've known Jimmy for a long time, too.

What's Jimmy got to do with all this?

Jimmy wrote that paper?

Yes, he did.

[scoffs]

Lying don't become you.

You know better than anybody

Eddie never gave me time
to learn my letters.

Look at the seal.

Lefty!

No.

You'll have your say before the judge.

[door closes]

[quietly] No.

No.

[banjo playing]

[overlapping chatter]

Sorry, Marshal. Ain't no free drinks here.

What's going on here?

Hey, Jimmy.

Just helping out.

I get paid next week, so...

[coins clatter]

You don't ever touch a spittoon again.

He still owes me for another day's worth.

[coins clink]

That runs out, you just come and find me.

[insects chirping]

[faint chatter]

[sighs]

Ah, kid.

Hang in there, kid.

Hang in there.

[faint chatter outside]

[ragged breathing]

[Lefty groans]

What the...

Lefty, prisoner or no, you...

Lefty got out! Go after him!

[gunfire]

[gunfire continues]

[breathing heavily]

[whispers] All right. Get back this way.

That ought to do it.

You gonna secure that sitch?

It's tight.

Tight enough to only last
about half a mile down the road.

[spits]

Ain't nowhere to run for the likes
of a murdering coward like you.

Shotgun ain't got the range, ma'am.

What are you waiting for?

[panting]

I didn't kill Edward.

And I ain't gonna kill you.

[symphonic music playing]

[hoofbeats]

And this is your medicine
I been giving you.

This... You just gotta take a little...

Oh, get 'er down. Get 'er...

- [coughing]
- There you go.

Go easy. Easy there, Wild Bill.

You just take... Easy, easy, easy.

[tender piano music playing]

Hey. Look at you.

[Jeremiah grunting, gasping]

Welcome back.

This the ranch?

Don't look like no ranch, now, do it?

[Jeremiah] No.

[groans]

How long have I been here?

Eight days.

You ought to eat.

Guess I can try.

Yes, you can.

Couldn't be bothered to warn me,
now, could you?

You ought to watch yourself.
There's buckshot in that. [chuckles]

You know, there's not a dentist
for a thousand miles.

Where are we, anyway?

The only place I can be.

That money...
that belonged to Jimmy Bierce.

And he had Edward killed.

And now he's got me taking the blame.

What?

Yeah, Tom, that's how he knew
that fancy-looking fella.

They's all working for Jimmy.

They were friends.

You...

You said they were friends.

- That's what you said.
- I know. I was wrong.

It was...

It was nothing like I said it was,
and that's me.

That's Lefty Brown.

The man who never got anything right
in over 60-odd years.

You saved my life.

Yes, I did.

What we gonna do now?

[uneasy instrumentals playing]

What the hell?

It's a memorial service.

[overlapping chatter]

The sumbitch had Edward killed.
He can't speak on his behalf.

We can't kill the governor.
We'd get strung up.

- We need some proof.
- I... I know that.

I'll find some.

Kid, hey.

You said you were holding him for trial?

It's just... seems to me if Lefty
were innocent, he wouldn't have run.

He took some medicine with him.

Maybe he had no choice.

[grunts]

We all have a choice.

[sighs] I'll look into it
after the memorial.

[ticking]

You're a loyal friend.

I never got a chance to thank you properly
for helping me with the ranch.

It's what Eddie would have wanted.

What he wouldn't have wanted

is for you to appoint the man he beat
to take his place in the Senate.

Robert Meade is the most
qualified candidate for the job.

He's a railroad man.

Hell, Laura, you know as well as I do

Eddie was wrong to stand
against the railroad.

Twenty-five years ago,
thousands of people lived in Bannack.

Now, what, less than a hundred?

This is Eddie's memorial.

It's not a political rally.

There's just no winning
with you, is there?

[chuckles]

Well, between you and me,
I'm awful bad at checkers.

[sighs]

We wouldn't be standing here,
having this conversation

if it weren't for Eddie.

He's done many great things
for this territory.

Now, that's a fact.

But opposing the railroad contract
is a mistake that will tarnish his legacy.

And if I can correct his mistake...

I will.

[clerk] Yes, sir. Looking to check in?

- [indistinct chatter]
- Last name?

[clerk] Sign right here, please, sir.

Pardon.

[woman] Oh, sweetheart,
come... come with me.

May I help you?

I'm talking to you, boy.

Jim, you're scaring the lad.

Just trying to be of assistance.

Sorry. Just...

I've never met a governor before.

You recognize me?

James Buckley Bierce,
first governor of this great state.

He's just a man like any other,
but he has a speech to give.

I just put my pants on
the same way as you.

[applause]

- [applause continues]
- [scoffs]

What the... [exhales]

Oh...

Tom.

Oh, Tom, Edward would be shamed.

Give me another glass for my friend.

I... Tom, I can't drink with you.

Here's to Eddie.

I don't think you ought
to be drinking anymore.

Lefty, to Eddie.

He said I didn't need the bottle.

He said we were strong.

But he was wrong, of course.

But he believed.

Which is much more than most folks,
so here's to you, Eddie.

No. I ain't drinking with you.

You son of a bitch.

Tom, you gotta sober up
and come on with me.

You shouldn't have done that, Lefty.

Now, Tom...

[sniffs]

Son of a bitch.

- All right.
- [groans]

Here. You lost this.

I thought you ought to have it
so you could remember

that the man who give it
to you is the fella that killed Edward.

Give him another.

Whoever's paying for it won't mind.

[groans]

[overlapping chatter]

If Eddie were here today...

I'd wager he'd admonish
you all for coming.

"You've got business to attend to,
so get to it," he'd say.

[laughter]

Edward Johnson was a man of action.

He was also a man of the land.

And a great land, it is.

Railroads crisscrossing
plains and mountain...

connecting Atlantic to Pacific.

Cattle from Montana
feeding Irishmen in New York.

Iron, steel, oil...

this great land of ours provides.

All it asks for in return is order.

Without Eddie, we could
never have reached these heights.

[man] No, sir.

But this is not his world.

Not any longer.

So as we move into the future,

we shall take with us
all that Eddie has taught us.

The man I'm appointing to his seat
will honor the memory of Edward Johnson.

Some of you may already know Robert Meade.

[man] Yeah.

He and I have worked
closely these past few months...

[baby crying]

...finalizing a contract
with the Pacific Railroad,

a contract that,
once ratified by the Senate,

will undoubtedly
revitalize towns like ours.

- All hail the mighty Governor!
- [Jimmy] It will bring jobs,

- ... it will bring industry.
- The great protector!

- It will...
- He's gonna protect you and your baby?

Huh? Wow! This is wonderful stuff!

Great job, Jimmy! Great job!

Fantastic!

- [crowd gasping]
- [Laura] Tommy!

Eddie should have never let you live,
you son of a bitch.

[crowd murmuring]

Somewhere to go, son?

Put down your Remington, Tom.

Let's just you and I have a talk.

I reckon you and me's done talking, Jimmy.

[gun clicks]

[yelling]

I'm gonna kill you, you bastard!

- I'm gonna kill you, you son of a bitch!
- No, stop!

He's roostered up. We have to help him.

[Tom sputtering indistinctly]
... fucking kill you!

You will stop him
before anyone gets killed.

Go upstairs. It's not safe here, Laura.

Jimmy! Jimmy Bierce, what is going on?

Please, now, before the bullets
start flying. Go now.

- Go now.
- But... But, Jimmy!

[rifle fires]

- [cocks rifle]
- [shell clatters]

First one that moves gets a bullet.

- [holster scrapes]
- [fires rifle]

- [crowd screams]
- Second one will, too!

Now you just...

No people will get hurt.

Just take it easy.

All right, now. Tom...

- [groans]
- Get up here.

- Jimmy!
- He's gone. He's gone.

God damn.

Stay back. Stay back now.

[Tom groaning]

Don't get stupid.

- Take it easy. Put your hands away.
- Get off the street, guys!

Put your hands away from that weapon!

Tom!

- [bullets whizzing]
- [grunting]

[crowd screaming]

[Lefty] Shit! Shit.

Just careful now.
They ain't killers. They's just fools.

Yeah, they're killers
when they fucking shoot us!

- I'm gonna go get Jimmy.
- Wait, wait, wait!

Come on, you. That-a-way.

- [bullets striking wood]
- Go.

[exhales] I'm going.

[gunfire continues]

[groans]

Come on! Get up! Come on!

[groans]

Oh, shit.

[gunfire continues]

[man] In there!

Hold it.

[Lefty] Tom.

[gasps]

[breathless] Least it wasn't...
you who shot me.

[chuckles]

Well, that is... that's lucky, I think,

on account of the fact you...
you kept your hat on so long.

Huh? Don't you figure?

I... Tom?

Now, Tom...

[woman vocalizing]

Tom?

God... goddamn.

I hope you goddamn found something.

Kind of.

[vocalizing continues]

[door clatters open]

[panting]

It's been a long while.

[clock ticking loudly]

Dying in a hail of bullets

seems like such a waste, don't you think?

Tom would likely disagree with you,
if'n he could speak.

He was safe in that saloon.
This is gonna be on your head.

He was safe in that saloon!

Just 'cause you say it, don't make true.

I was trying to protect this state.

Eddie screwed my deal.

It was a fine agreement. And you know it.

It would have been a rebirth for Montana.

[Lefty] Here's my deal.

You put down that Schofield...

I'll take you 'fore a judge.

Lefty...

hear me out now.

Killing the Governor of Montana is...
is a federal offense.

It's a hanging offense.

I know that it is.

[clock ticking loudly]

Do you remember the first time we met?

I was lying in the woods.

You saved my life.

I'd wager you prob... [chuckles]

probably wish you left me there.

We've come quite the way
since then, you and me.

We have.

But I think we could go even further.

We could take this state into the future.

Hmm? How about you and I right now...

We walk outside,
and I tell the world you were set up?

But you never gave up.
Not you, not Lefty Brown.

No.

You proved to me your innocence.

How 'bout I make you Senator
in Eddie's stead?

Who better to take his place...

than his partner?

You was my friend.

I am...

your friend.

This is a changed world.

And all you have to do

is put that goddamn rifle down
and listen to me, boy!

[exhales]

[Lefty] You heard?

- I heard.
- Well, then...

I'll see him to the jail.

- [groans]
- No.

Eddie's way.

[crowd murmuring]

[man] It's really gonna happen.

[overlapping chatter]

Miss Laura.

He's the governor,
and we're hanging him without no trial.

I know.

I had my head in a noose,
and it was you that saved me.

I'd rather be the one to do this.

Years from now, there'll be statues
of me everywhere in Montana.

It's not easy.

But I did my job.

Years from now,
they'll be thanking me for it.

Think so?

Years from now,

I reckon all these folks'll
remember seeing you hang.

But in a week,
it's me that the law will come after.

And if'n they catch me,

I reckon I'll be looking out
at the same faces as you.

[crowd gasping]

[James gagging]

[birds squawking]

Ma'am.

[Laura] Lefty.

Well, I'd say we owe you an apology.

That was fine work.

The fellas and I, well, we...

we'd ride with you again.

Well, stick with Mrs. Johnson, kid.

She'll learn you better than I ever could.

You'll be on your own soon enough...

Wild Bill.

Hyah. Hyah.

[Maiah Wynne: "The Ballad of Lefty Brown"]

♪ There ain't no light ♪

♪ There ain't no sunshine today ♪

♪ All my friends are gone away ♪

♪ And all my world is fallin' apart ♪

♪ Oh, tell me, dear God ♪

♪ Is there justice for a man like me? ♪

♪ Is there hope beyond the broken grief? ♪

♪ Beyond my broken dreams? ♪

♪ Ooh, I'm gonna stand ♪

♪ My ground ♪

♪ I'm gonna hunt him down ♪

♪ Find the man that tortures me ♪

♪ The man that haunts my dreams ♪

♪ Oh, I'm always there ♪

♪ I'm always one step behind ♪

♪ I'll keep on going 'til I die ♪

♪ Till I find justice in his eyes ♪

♪ Ooh, I'm gonna stand ♪

♪ My ground ♪

♪ I'm gonna hunt him down ♪

♪ Find the man that tortures me ♪

♪ The man that haunts my dreams ♪

♪ Ooh, I'm gonna stand ♪

♪ My ground ♪

♪ I'm gonna hunt him down ♪

♪ Keep on going 'til he dies ♪

♪ Till I find justice in his eyes ♪

[song ends]

[instrumental music playing]

[music ends]