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- Come on, come on!

- Oh, there's a bottle there.

I'm so scared. - It's gonna be all right.

- Oh God, help! - Come on, just keep up!

- Come on, people, move it, move it!

Help me!

- Come on, Jenna!

Wait, open the door, open the door!

- Open, open it up. - Come on, open up.

Come on!

Wait!

Watch out!

- Come on, people, come on!

- Come on.

Come on, let's make for the church.

- Hurry now, hurry.

Oh my god, help!

Someone please help!

- Help her, quickly! - Come on!

- Tommy!

Tommy!

No!

Tommy...

- Let's get her. - Come on.

No.

- General, a militia's out of control.

They sacked and burned the houses on the outskirts of town.

They're headed this way.

- Damn.

Hughland's pullin' back.

If we can take the river- - But, General-

- You take half the column, secure the line plank.

Get the hell back here, as quick as you can,

before this mess turns into a goddamn disaster.

- Sir, the civilians- - Now.

- Yes, sir. - Leslie.

Be careful.

- Ha, come on!

- Help me! - That's it, girly.

No!

Get 'em inside!

- Oh, Hannah, I'm so sorry.

- I ain't gonna hurt ya, ma'am.

I ain't gonna hurt ya.

Find out what happened to Wes.

It's bad enough we brought war

into civilian homes.

Without this.

I want the scum that did this arrested, Billy Boy.

God help me, I want them dead.

- Come on.

Here.

- I'm sorry.

- Hannah, please!

Please!

- Yeah, Hannah, why don't you come back

inside and play some, huh?

You want something to drink, girly, huh?

You want some drink huh? - No!

- No more.

No more.

No more! - Get down, Jenny.

- What the hell?

What in the.

- All this for glory?

Want a war?

I'll give you a war.

Shh, shh.

- Boy, am I glad to see you, Wes.

- Roy?

- Posse just left.

They could sure use your help.

- Hey, Roy.

That a badge you're wearing?

- Yeah, sheriff left me in charge.

- Did he now?

- What happened?

- Half dozen gunmen blew the safe.

It was spooky, you should have seen it.

They had these hoods.

- Did they get the money?

- Anyone hurt, Roy?

- Yeah, Frank Dorkins' kid,

and a drifter got shot up real bad.

- Who's over at the saloon?

- Just a bunch of drifters.

Been sitting there since yesterday, robbery and all.

Guess it weren't their money.

What are you doing back?

I thought you were in round-up?

- Yeah, well, someone bushwhacked old Wilbur.

Shot him square in the back.

- No, Wilbur's horse is right...

Right over there.

- And here I was thinking maybe we'd been following

the wrong tracks.

- Boy!

Let's not get too hasty, now, okay?

Let's stop and wait for the sheriff.

He'll be back in a couple days.

- Billy, Sil, hit around the back.

Can't wait a couple of days, Roy.

They'll be long gone.

You're the sheriff, Roy.

What's it gonna be?

- Well, I guess- - Good.

Ready?

- Packer, Packer!

- You shouldn't have hit our spread, Packer.

- I dunno what you're talking about.

- What's that?

You never been near it?

That's right.

- I suppose you didn't shoot old Wilbur in the back either.

- Like I said.

- That's funny.

Yeah, cause you know, there's a horse outside.

Says you're a skunk bellied liar.

- Ease up, Jack.

He'll have his day in court.

- Yeah.

And then, we'll hang you.

I'll be there.

- Is that right?

- Watch 'em putting the noose around your neck.

Watch your face turn green.

Tongue stickin' out of your mouth.

Then I'm gonna smell the stench when you mess your pants.

- I didn't fire, don't shoot.

- You shouldn't have pushed him, Jack!

- Why not?

We would have hanged him anyway.

- He had a right to a fair trial!

- Yeah, well you tell that to the man they killed!

Wes?

Wes, what do you got, Wes?

- Was Pa's.

Some bastard ripped it off him in Civil Creek the day

he was killed.

You should have seen it, Jack.

There were more dead civilians in it than dead soldiers.

I was supposed to have been there.

I should have stopped him.

- Wes.

What happened at Silver Creek was not your fault.

You were following orders.

Your pa- - My pa's dead!

Don't you dare tell me about orders.

That filth that ransacked Silver Creek gunned him down

and left him to die in the dirt!

If I'd have been where I should have been,

it wouldn't have happened!

Don't you talk to me about orders, Billy.

Three years been trying to get a line on this scum,

three years!

- You hold on, Wes.

You saying that that gang that knocked off that bank

last night are the same renegades killed your pa?

That what you think?

- You're damn right.

- I guess we're going after that posse, then.

Yup.

- Seems pretty quiet to me.

- Don't like it, sheriff.

- Guess there's only one way to find out.

You stay here.

I'll take three of the men.

That's far enough.

- Careful, ma'am.

We don't mean no harm.

- Sheriff.

- Ma'am.

I just died and gone to heaven.

- You will, if you ain't careful.

- Sure is hospitable of you, ma'am.

- Think nothin' of it, mister.

- Thank you, ma'am.

How

What you doin out here all alone?

Howdy, how ya doin'?

- Pretty damn fine, yourself?

- Mighty good.

- Come here, come here.

So, what are you and your men doing out here?

- We've been followin' a bunch of thievin' bushwhackers.

Hit the bank over in Twin Fogs.

Real bad pieces of work.

Bein' out here on your own, watch yourself, ladies.

- Oh, we will, sheriff.

We will.

- Time to die.

- Ellie, stop playing and see to the rest.

April, Becky, get the horses.

Help.

- Sam?

Aw, Sam...

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Wes?

Sil.

Check the others.

- Took you long enough.

- Not much of a place to die.

- Is there a good one?

Why don't you go and see if you can pick up their trail?

Go ahead, Sil, give him a hand.

- Wes, where's Sam?

- Inside.

Cut up, just like all the rest.

- Aw, goddammit.

God damn it to hell!

How the hell did this happen?

You tell me.

Sam was a good lawman, he couldn't have just walked into

no trap.

- This ain't your fight, Jack.

- What?

What are you saying, you don't need our help?

- No, I'm saying that that's a good friend of mine

inside there, and I don't feel like buryin' three more.

- Well, we're in any condition to be buried,

you sure as shit ain't gonna be around to do any shovelin'.

Roy was right, they're headed north.

- All right.

Let's bury the dead and get the hell out of here.

- You were right, Hannah.

It's just what we needed.

I love towns!

- The war is over goddammit,

but what we're doin' just keeps gettin' worse.

What we did to that posse, I can't do it again.

I can't, Sherrie, I wanna go home.

- I know, April.

- Ungrateful bitch.

- They wouldn't have lasted five minutes on their own,

and they know it.

Might be nice, though, mightn't it?

To stop?

Get a home, one with walls, I mean.

Get a man.

- Don't.

You're scarin' me.

- It's only a dream, Ellie.

Only a dream.

- Is it?

Hell, ain't never too late.

- Well, sure, what are we gonna do?

Burn fees and robbing the dead of some godforsaken prairie

for 14 hours a day so we can all get pregnant

a thousand times and die, that what you wanna do?

I didn't think so.

- Hey, sweet thing, hey, come on back!

I need you!

- Uh-uh, Widow.

She is ours.

Come on, over here, come on!

Gettin' in!

- Hey, hey, bring him back over here, ladies,

when you're done.

Oh, hell this place is makin' me horny.

- Is that an invitation?

- Ah, no.

No, you use sex.

- Because sex is power.

- Power don't turn me on.

- Well, it's what turns men on.

Can't be raped up here.

Nothin' can touch you up here, unless you let it.

- Hannah, honey, I been raped.

But when I make love, I make love.

- I can make love.

Can't I, sweetheart?

I can make people love me.

- Yeah, I'm sure you can.

- Stable the horses, Sil.

I'm goin' to talk to the sheriff.

- Scobie Fuller.

Yeah.

Take this pen, and dip it that ink.

Come back here, and sign on the line.

You don't get your money.

Right here on the line.

When are you gonna learn writin'?

You might not look smarter, but you'll feel smarter.

- Sheriff.

- I'll be with you in a minute.

Here's your money.

Love the way you count money, Connors.

We're done.

- You good.

- Hey, bounty hunters.

Snake eaters, law says I have to pay

for those damn motherfuckers.

- Sheriff. - Yes, sir?

- Who are they?

- Not much known about 'em, except for the hoods.

They been robbing banks all across the state of Texas

since the war.

- Yeah, well they hit Twin Forks a couple days back.

- Yeah, Sam Shepard's dead, Ben.

Killed him and his whole posse.

- Damn.

They're good.

- I figured if they ain't here yet, they're comin'.

- You boys got any good news for me?

- Oh hell, sheriff, we're here!

- Thank you for that.

They ain't rode in yet, sir.

- They will.

- Jack.

Stay out of trouble.

And take a bath.

Listen to me.

Keep your tallywhacker hidden.

Okay, sheriff.

Show me to the bathhouse.

Follow your nose.

- I wants me one of them!

Ah, hell, let's see that again, girl!

- I can think of a better way to pin her down.

- Prove it.

- Ouch.

- Keep your hands off him.

I saw him first.

- Maybe he don't wanna rap with no whore.

- Oh, God.

Ellie, honey, didn't anybody ever tell you

that a sour heart leads to a sour face?

You know you can lose your looks, girl, real soon.

Then what, hmm?

- Anytime you wanna talk about messed up faces,

you just let me know.

- You done gone and pissed yourself, Deek!

- Sorry. - Go get him, boy!

Shit!

Ow!

- Okay, all right, all right.

- Partner, you gotta relax now.

- Don't crowd me, Jack.

If I wasn't relaxed, he'd be dead already.

- Wes, that bounty hunter's a piece of shit,

and you know it.

You could have stepped around him.

- Don't preach to me.

I known you too long.

- Wes? Goddamn it.

- What's wrong with him?

It's a long story.

- Where you going? - For a walk.

- He's a beautiful animal.

You mad at me or just the whole world?

Your friends are havin' a good time.

You're much nicer when you smile.

I'm Hannah.

- Wes.

- Are you finished yet?

- Some other time, maybe.

- Sorry, shouldn't have come, good night.

- It's just not a good time.

- Oh, I understand.

Whatever it is, I hope you work it out.

Only...

I'm a real good listener.

- All right, all right, I surrender, you win!

You win, woman, you win!

All right, all right, okay.

- You had enough? - Yeah.

You had enough?

- My heart, my heart. - Oh, okay.

- My heart, oh my God.

Damn it.

How about a little somethin'?

- What's that? - Your first husband.

- Uh-huh. - Gotta be exhausted, right

- Aw, no, no, that's 'cause I ain't never been married.

- How do you explain that?

- Well.

I guess I just slaved away my whole life for the same old

bitch since I was five.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

The widow, Wilson.

Widow Wilsons, that's me.

- Got it.

- Nope, I ain't never had a real name.

- What about Jane?

- Janie?

Widow Wilson had a brother.

- Got it. - Mm-hmm.

- Yeah, Janie's a sweetheart.

Deserves better than this.

Ah, well, who doesn't, huh?

Anyway, don't get too much out of life thinking about

what might have been.

- Well, you live, you die, what's to care?

- That is real bad talk, you know?

Anyway, you still too young to be so cold.

- I don't know.

If it comes, it comes.

- All right, so what about you?

You ever been in love?

All right, all right, none of my business.

- No, no, no, sure it's your business.

I love every woman I take to bed.

- I'll bet you do.

- You, most recently. - I'll bet you do!

- Where the hell have you been?

Who is he?

- You're jealous.

- I'm not.

- He's nobody.

- Swear?

- I swear, sweetheart.

Bit of fun, that's all.

- You wouldn't lie to me.

- I wouldn't lie to you.

- I wouldn't like you to lie to me!

I can smell him.

- Oh, don't be silly.

- Don't leave me, Hannah, please.

Don't ever leave me.

- I'm not gonna leave you, Ellie.

Where would I go?

- Ladies.

Watch your drinkin'. - Sure, Sheriff.

- Gentlemen. - Sheriff.

- I have a report.

No one of any importance just rode in or rode out

of this own.

- They will.

- They got money in their pockets, they'll be wantin'

to spend it.

- Maybe.

- No, maybe, they're here, they're comin'.

Today, tomorrow, next week.

They're comin', I know it.

They're comin'.

- Whoa. - Looks like Wes found

himself a little distraction.

- Yeah, you can see it in her eyes.

- It don't seem strange to you?

A bunch of women just knockin' around town, like they are?

I'm catholic, Billy.

Where I come from, fine ladies don't even talk to a man,

till after they're married.

You want me to judge?

- Yeah, well, I don't know.

- You boys pay attention, I'm countin' on you.

Good day, ma'am.

Welcome to town.

- Mm, that gonna look so pretty.

- I could get used to this!

- They followed us here.

- What do you mean?

Who followed us here?

- Your stinking cowhands are what's left of

the Twin Folks posse is what I mean.

The whole damn town's mouthing off about it.

- Jack say anything to ya?

- We didn't exactly talk much.

- Well, that's just beautiful!

- So they followed us here!

So what?

- So what are we gonna do?

I mean, if they are after us,

they don't strike me as the type to give up easy.

- We're gonna do exactly what we came here to do.

They don't know who we are, which kind of gives us

the edge, don't you think?

- Hannah?

Turns you on, don't it, knowin' they're after us?

- Oh, yeah.

- Hell, well, me too.

- You know, I kind of feel sorry for the poor bastards.

No, I really do!

15, red.

15, red.

- What's wrong?

- This is crazy.

- What's crazy?

- This.

You and me.

- Are you gonna tell me what's eating you?

- None of this is real.

I came here to kill a man.

Hannah, it's just not the right time, the right place.

Til I done what I come to do, I can't focus

on anything else, on us.

- And do you think killin' a man will make you feel better?

- You're damn right.

He killed my pa.

- I thought you were chasing the men who robbed the bank

at Twin Forks.

- They're one and the same.

Three years ago, they ransacked a town called Silver Creek.

You should have seen it.

When they done, there weren't anything or anyone left

that weren't broken or bleedin'.

- Three years ago, there was a war, people died.

Can you let it go?

Even for us?

- No.

I'm sorry.

This is somethin' I have to do, I can't just let it go.

It's eatin' me up inside, I'm havin' nightmares,

for Christ sake!

- Nightmares, I can fix.

- What's with you?

You getting sick or somethin'?

- Or somethin'.

- He's kind of cute.

- Listen, dumb brain, it's us they're lookin' for, remember?

Can't you see he's dangerous?

- I know he's dangerous.

- Is that what this is about?

He turns you on because he's dangerous?

- No.

That general we killed at Silver Creek?

That was his pa.

- What?

Are you nuts?

Do you want to die?

- No, I don't want to die, it's just...

- You've fallen for him, haven't you?

- Maybe Ellie's right, maybe we should just-

- Shut up, shut the fuck up, I need to think.

- Well, ladies, it seems the army's

putting its money away 'til they're sure we're gone.

- Ladies, sight to see.

- All that money sure is a pretty sight.

- Sure is, ma'am, sure is.

- That bastard's always sloping around.

We should take the bank and get the hell out of here.

- You know, Hanna, for once, she's right.

It's all gonna close in on us.

- No, it's too risky.

- Well, we don't got many choices.

Sooner or later, we gotta stop.

Might as well be with money in our pockets.

- Stop and do what?

- It don't matter what we do.

We keep on like this, someone's gonna find out who we are.

- We're all gonna die.

Might as well die rich.

- And Hannah, how many more dead posses do there have to be?

- All right.

One last big hit.

- It's the right thing, Hannah.

- I can always come back for my cute cowhand later.

When are we gonna hit the bank?

- No time like the present, I guess.

Won't get any easier.

Let's go get the others.

- Cheers.

- So how'd you do?

- Nothin'.

- Nothin'?

How long we gonna wait?

Not that it ain't been nice, but been here damn near

a week already.

- I know, I reckon I was wrong.

- Oh!

- All right, we'll ride out tomorrow, see if Billy

can pick up their trail.

- Well, I'll drink to that.

- She's not leaving me. - What?

- Hannah, she's not leavin' me.

That Widow bitch keeping on at her.

She's not splitting us up, I won't let here!

- Mama don't mean nothing by it, Ellie!

She only wants what's best for us, that's all!

- Yeah, well, she'd better keep the hell out of my way.

- Shit.

- Come on, move it!

Get out, get out, move, move, move, move!

This time, you really did it!

- Yeah, well, try leaving me now!

Get out!

Janie, get the horses!

Come on, girl!

Come on, we gotta go!

Yah, yah!

Hannah!

- Yah, yah!

Wes!

Sil!

Janie!

- Wes! - You all right?

- Billy!

Come on, Billy!

Help me get him up.

Come on, all right, here you go.

Here you go.

Here you go, bud, all right?

Get your feet up.

There you go.

Wes, the doctor's on his way, okay?

Here, stop that blood, Wes, right now, right now.

All right.

I want you to hold that, your hand there, all right?

- She made a fool out of me, Jack.

I trusted that bitch.

- I know, I know.

Now listen to me, Wes, listen to me.

I want you to stay put.

I'm gonna take care of it, okay?

- That double crossing bitch.

- Can you help me get her down?

Come on, sweetie.

Easy, easy now, just swing her up here.

Come on, sweetie, you're gonna be okay.

- She's dead, Widow.

- She ain't dead.

Come on, sweetheart.

Come on now, girl, you gotta wake up.

- Widow, she's dead!

- She ain't dead!

She ain't dead.

Come on, sweetie, you gotta wake up now.

You gotta wake up.

Come on, sweetheart, you gotta wake up, sweetheart.

Janie...

- Whoa, whoa.

- Damn.

God damn it to hell.

- Jack, it was her or Sil.

- I couldn't shoot her, Jack.

Sorry, I just couldn't.

Let's leave it to the sheriff.

Let's go home.

- Can't, not now.

Wes won't quit, we know that.

And I...

I gotta find out why I had to kill a 15-year-old girl.

- Yah, yah, come on.

Switch horses.

I'll go pay.

- Who's there?

Come on, seak up.

- Easy, pop, you might just shoot somebody.

- You a woman?

- Sure are.

- You sure are!

What y'all doin' way out here?

- Seein' them horses.

You wanna trade?

- Them ponies ain't for trade.

I'll need money, they're for buying.

- Really.

Don't...

Put it down.

- What you do that for?

- Well, I guess I just ain't gonna let you kill him.

Been enough killin'.

- Bit late to get all self-righteous on us, Widow.

You done your fair share, and so did that precious

daughter of yours.

- I know what I have done!

And whatever Janie did or didn't do,

that'll be on my conscious, not hers!

And that stunt you pulled at the bank, that killed Janie!

- So what?

You haven't got the guts.

- Easy, Widow, we gotta get out of here.

- Yeah, Widow, it's not Ellie's fault.

It's nobody's fault.

- What you standin' there for?

Tie him up and see what's inside.

And you see the horses.

- I'm gonna kill you for this.

- Yah!

Why?

Why'd you do it?

- Why'd I do what?

- Try the bank, bitch.

The old folks, the posse, any of it.

- You wouldn't understand.

- Try me.

- It was war.

- War?

- You know, war.

You feel bad about Silver Creek, I'll tell you about

Silver Creek, I was there.

So was Ellie and the Widow.

I had a son, you know that?

He was four years old, four years old and they gunned him

down in the street like a dog.

And your militia, your precious guerillas,

they beat the shit out of us and raped us,

til we bled this!

This is war, captain, and it doesn't stop

because some general says so!

- Some general?

My...

What happened to my pa?

- Your pa was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

He came around that corner, just another uniform,

and I blew his brains out.

You want me to say I'm sorry?

I'm not!

I'm not!

- You killed my pa.

- You think if I hadn't, one of his own soldiers

wouldn't have?

You make me sick.

Men think they suffer war, they suffer shit.

They make war.

- You killed my pa!

- Yeah, I killed him.

Who gives a damn-

See, you're just like all the rest.

You're not mad at me for killing your pa.

You're not even mad at me for robbing those banks

or butchering that posse.

You're mad because you don't care anymore.

I made you love me.

You bitch.

- Do it, Wes, do it.

I'm the one that killed your pa.

Why don't you go on and help him?

- He doesn't need my help.

- Too hard on yourself, Sil.

- I don't know if I can shoot a woman, Jack.

- Don't worry about it.

- Next time it's you they're aiming at or Billy, what then?

- It won't happen.

- You don't know that.

Looks like you overdid it.

Guess we're stayin' put for a while, huh?

It's gonna be a hell of a long day if you don't talk to me.

- You'll manage.

This is uncomfortable.

Tough.

- You're a real bastard, you know that?

- Well, you'd know, Hannah.

- I never meant to betray ya.

At the beginning, I didn't even know.

Damn it, Wes, talk to me.

- Game's over, Hannah.

I'm not playin' anymore.

You owe me one, lover.

- Of all the dumb...

- See if you can find Hannah.

- This place gives me the creeps.

- Welcome home, Widow.

Welcome to hell.

Here.

- Whoa.

You look like shit.

- That's funny, I feel great.

- Die.

Die!

Just take it easy, Ellie, okay?

Ellie?

- Time to die.

Just put the knife down, Ellie.

- Time to die!

- Ellie!

Don't.

- Hannah?

Hannah?

Shit.

- It's all right, Ellie, it's all right.

They're not here anymore.

It's over.

I won't let them hurt you again.

- All right, keep going.

So, Wes, you think there's any chance in hell she's gonna

let you take her in?

But she could have killed him, she didn't.

- If I go after her again, she's gonna have to kill me.

- Then why go after her?

- I gotta see this thing through.

How we end, it's up to her.

You don't have to come along, Sil.

Any of ya.

- No, I'm comin'.

I have to.

- Me? - Yeah.

- Well, I had to kill a 15-year-old girl.

Even if I never understand why I had to do that,

still got to look her mother in the eye.

- Billy?

- They're outlaws.

No different from Packer and his crowd.

Hell, we went after them for a lot less reason.

- All right then.

Time it.

- Every single thing in this town is dead.

We just ain't laid ourselves down.

Sorry about Janie.

Ellie...

- Yeah, well, Ellie's real sick.

I guess it ain't her fault.

- I can't control her anymore.

- Yeah, I know.

- We did what we had to.

- No, Hannah.

We stepped way over the line when we killed that posse.

- Well, they're payin' for it now.

- Come on, let's get the hell out of here.

- And go where?

I'm not gonna live the rest of my life looking over

my shoulder.

Wes is gonna come, he's gonna come here.

Let's just end it.

- That's crazy, Hannah.

- So leave.

- You know I can't do that.

But I think staying to face it when we can run

is pretty stupid.

- They're out of sight, we need the edge.

Just don't do anything.

- Come on out, Hannah.

- Let him know we're comin' out.

- This is a mistake, Hannah.

Hold your fire, we're comin' out.

- So what's it gonna be?

- I should have killed you when I had the chance.

- We all make mistakes.

- Hannah.

- I'm not backing off, Wes.

You'll just have to kill me.

- Get down! - Shit.

- Down! - Down!

- Shit!

Get you outta here.

You all right?

- Widow, Jane, Janie, I-

- Shh, don't, don't, you don't have to be sorry.

I'd have killed you to stop you takin' her in.

She's dead now.

And I am so tired of people dying who doesn't deserve to.

- Jack!

- He'll live.

- Sil?

- Never felt better.

- Just stay down, stay down.

- I'm sorry, Ellie, I'm sorry.

- Why? - Shh.

She really made a mess of you, didn't she?

- Oh, yeah.

- If I begged you, Wes.

If I begged you on my knees, would you swear

not to come after me?

- That's why you killed her, isn't it?

To be free of her?

- You won't, will ya?

You won't swear, you'll just keep on after me.

- You bet your life.

- I thought you loved me.

- Oh, yeah.

You're good at makin' people love you.

But you see, you forgot how to love anyone back.

- I didn't forget.

They took it from me when they killed my son.

I'm sorry you ever met me.

- So what are you gonna do?

- I don't know.

Fresh start?

San Francisco, maybe.

Anywhere, except where I already been.

Wes?

I couldn't let her kill you.

The Hannah I knew, she wouldn't have wanted to kill you.

Are you comin' after me?

- No.

The war's over.

- Come on, I'll walk you.

- Okay, boys.

Let's go home.