All language subtitles for The.Shooter.1997.1080p.BluRay.x264.AAC-YTS.MX

Many a time

I've sat down and tried

to conjure up the words

to accurately describe

what I'm telling you now.

Somehow, I've never been able

to sufficiently do

the story justice.

But what's to follow

is the story of revenge,

never a warm subject,

but, as you will soon see,

a subject so worth telling.

It's how one man's bravery

was another man's

cross to bear,

and how the little town

of Kingston happened

to get in the way.

Ow! Uhh! Uhh!

Aah!

Oh! Aah! Ohh!

You know I hate doing this

to you, darling, but we gotta

maintain order,

and there are rules to follow.

That one hurt, didn't it?

You screamed real good

that time.

Well, wait till you feel

this one.

This ain't got nothing

to do with you, mister.

You know what's best for you,

you'll be moving along.

What is it you want, mister?

Untie the girl.

Can I take you anywhere?

I said can I take you anywhere?

Wait.

Wait!

Oof!

Get in there! Come on.

Hit him again.

Come on. Come on.

Come on, give it to him!

All: Whoa!

Get him! Get him!

Come on. Come on.

Hit him with a board!

Ohh!

Get up!

Aaagh!

Oh, man.

What the hell happened?

We was out past hannan creek

doing what you told us to do,

and this man came up.

What man?

I don't know. Stranger.

What about the girl?

He took her with him.

I think they were heading

in towards town.

How did you get away, ed?

I was up in the rocks

with the horses, standing guard.

And you mean you didn't see

the man who murdered my son?

You're a goddamn liar, ed.

I see you've already heard.

I didn't want to be the one,

especially at this time, but...

There's some things in town --

Paul, I'm sure everything

you have to say to me

is very relevant...

But at this particular moment

in my life

I don't give a damn.

I don't want to hear anything

you have to say.

The only thing I want

to hear from you?

Who murdered my boy and why.

You go find that man now.

Vince, I swear on my bones

I'm going to find that man.

And he will, by god, pay.

I'm going to miss you, Vince.

Saloon's over there.

Thank you.

So, how's your books

coming there, Jacob?

Not as well as I'd like.

Seems like every great story's

already been told.

Hey, girl,

you hold it right there.

Where the hell you been?

Been where you told me to be.

Jesus.

What'd you do this time?

He just shot Vince krants.

Gina!

Get over here and fix her.

Damn women are more trouble

than they're worth sometimes.

What can I get for you, mister?

Whiskey.

Sir, I don't believe

I caught your name.

Atherton.

Michael Atherton.

Go get the sheriff.

I beg your pardon, sir.

Mind if I join you?

I couldn't help but overhearing

that you said your name

was Michael Atherton?

What's it to you?

It is nothing to that effect,

sir, I can assure you.

I am a writer.

I merely chronicle gunfighters,

the most notable of our time,

Mr. Atherton.

Jesus Christ, boy,

you nearly scared me to death.

Sheriff, Mr. Duncan

wanted me to pass on a message.

Well, what is it?

I've heard a great deal

about your accomplishments.

I've read a lot about you.

So, I was just wondering

if perhaps...

You.

Now, what I hear true?

Depends on what you heard.

The bartender here,

he says you've gone

and killed Vincent krants.

Never heard that name.

So you're saying you didn't?

No, I'm just saying

I don't know that name.

I didn't travel no 500 miles

to lose no bounty

to some lucky son of a bitch.

I don't know anything

about no bounty, neither.

I guess Vincent krants

wasn't much of nothing at all

if your yellow ass put him down.

You still thirsty?

Then pay the man.

Just a minute there, partner.

Take your gun away

from my friend.

From here I can blow your head

clean off, and I will.

He ain't kidding, stranger.

Ahh!

Hey.

Thought you could use some help.

Nobody do a goddamn thing.

That's him, sheriff.

That's the man

who killed Vincent.

And you were

just having a drink,

minding your own business?

I do not interfere

in other folks' matters.

It's not gentlemanly.

But when it's unfair, well...

And were you with

Mr. Atherton earlier?

I'm just passing

through your town here

on my way to Tucson.

Business proposition.

Mr. Atherton's is all alone

on his prior dealings.

Now, if that's all,

I'll be going.

Certainly.

There is one more thing, uh,

didn't quite catch your name.

Tapert.

Kyle tapert.

Sheriff.

If there isn't anything more...

Actually, Mr. Atherton,

there is something we'd like

to discuss with you.

You mind sitting down?

Old Jacob here has told us

an awful lot about you.

I've studied all the best.

I am quite familiar

with your work.

So you've told me.

Let me get right

to the point.

There's a reward

for what you've done.

For what?

Vincent krants.

You familiar with him?

No.

Surely you're familiar

with his daddy, Jerry krants.

Jerry krants is the dirtiest

no-good son of a bitch

to ever infest the territory.

Mayor, this is

Michael Atherton.

Michael, allow me to introduce

mayor Pete sayers .

Just call me gentleman Pete,

Mr. Atherton. Everybody does.

Have you told him?

No, I was just fixing to.

Now, I took an oath to uphold

the laws of these parts,

so it is my duty to award you

this bounty.

It's a substantial sum.

It's $10,000.

That's a lot of money.

Well, it's a bargain in

comparison to what Vincent's

done-- him, his father,

and his whole goddamned gang.

But that isn't what concerns me.

The krants gang is...

How should I put this?

They're like an institution

in this town.

Krants stakes his claim,

and if we don't bother him,

he pretty much leaves us alone.

Sort of an agreement

between the two of us.

Mr. Atherton, I don't think

you completely understand

the situation.

Jerry krants is not going

to take this lying down.

That's his only son you killed.

When he finds out, he's gonna

come looking for answers,

and when he doesn't find any,

a lot of innocent people

in this town are gonna suffer.

It's our fault

for letting go like we did.

Krants gang's gotten stronger,

and we've just gotten weaker.

Sheriff here and Casey

are the only lawmen we've got.

There isn't any way

we can fend off krants

and his gang by ourselves.

Now, I'm asking,

and frankly expecting,

your assistance in this matter.

The reward for Jerry krants

is same as Vincent's,

but you bring him in for us,

we'll double it.

Mr. Mayor, sheriff,

I'd like to help,

but I'm not a hired gun.

I don't enjoy killing people.

Like I said,

I was just passing through.

Before the war,

Michael Atherton

was a pretty famous lawman

in Pennsylvania.

In the army he never advanced

any farther than a foot soldier,

despite his deeds.

He was captured

by the confederacy,

and then he escaped.

After that, never heard

much about him.

He just disappeared.

This is the first I've heard

about him in seven, eight years.

I wonder where he's been

hiding all these years.

You just get some rest now.

I'll be back to check on you.

Thank you, Jacob.

Ma'am.

Watch the bar for a bit.

I'll be back.

Whiskey, please.

Hold your horses.

Someone here

to see you, darling.

You can tell that damn Duncan

I ain't up for nothing

right now.

I don't think he's here

for tricks.

Howdy.

I came by to see

if you was all right is all.

Well, as fine as can be

expected, I guess.

Actually, it's kind of good

to get a break from, you know...

For a little bit, anyway.

Well...

This here's for you.

What is it?

Ahem. Bounty money.

Bounty money?

Yeah.

Vincent krants?

How much?

Sheriff says $10,000.

Yeah.

I don't want it.

Pardon?

I said I don't want it.

Don't you speak English?

I am not for sale.

Not for you, Jerry krants,

Duncan, nobody.

Nobody owns me.

Nobody.

Well, like I said,

I just came by to see

if you was okay is all.

I'll be on my way.

I'm here. What do you got?

He's only been in town a day,

but all he's done

is crowd Wendy.

I think that's something

Mr. Krants ought to know...

I'll decide what Mr. Krants

needs to know.

Pete paid him the bounty

on Vincent.

It's $10,000.

And the word out is he's been

offered double that

to bring in Jerry.

That so? Well?

Well, I ain't heard

nothing for sure.

I mean, it's tough enough

getting what I got already.

I need a name.

Some fast shot from back east

I ain't never heard of...

Atherton, I think.

Michael Atherton?

That's it.

Michael Atherton is

in Kingston?

Well, I'll be damned.

You know him?

Yeah. Well, no.

But I heard.

Way Pete's acting,

you'd think Wyatt earp himself

just rode in.

Well, he may as well have.

Who'd have thought!

Michael Atherton.

This fella Atherton,

he's famous.

Never heard of him.

He was a war hero.

Fought for the north,

maybe that's why.

He was an escaped prisoner,

helped take down the south's

stronghold in Columbia.

Cleared the way for sherman

to march on in

and burn Atlanta to the ground.

Pretty much disappeared

from the face of the earth

these last few years.

Story had it, that day he made

his break, he killed

15 confederate soldiers

singlehanded.

Fifteen confederate soldiers

all by himself?

Took care of Vince

and the others without breaking

a sweat's what I heard.

Paul, those men

that died were family.

One of them was blood.

This was my son, Paul.

I don't like you

taking it so lightly.

Uhh!

Do you understand me, Paul?

Yeah.

All right. Okay, Paul.

Okay. Okay.

How'd you find out

all this stuff about this man?

It's what you pay me

to find out.

So, they went out and they hired

themselves a shooter, huh?

What are they paying him?

Offer's double for your head.

Double. Just double?

I say we hit the town hard,

teach them a lesson

they won't soon forget.

No, Paul.

I got something special

planned for the town.

I'm going to throw

a real party for that war hero,

believe me.

Fifteen men. Damn!

I don't know why I've been

so damn lucky today.

Hold it.

I think we need

to recount those cards.

I know what you're saying

to yourselves.

Cheater, right?

With your luck,

I'd cry foul as well.

The fact is I've been on the up

and up with you boys.

Nothing up my sleeve.

You're just bad card players,

and I think it's time

you excused yourselves.

Not much with a gun,

either, I see.

Least I could do.

Least you could do

is nothing.

I'm more appreciative

of this gesture.

You know,

I've heard of you,

what you did during the war,

a few things after.

What are you doing here?

Just passing through,

just like you.

Where you heading?

Go tell you the truth,

I haven't given it much thought.

Mind if I look at that?

Peashooter?

I know guns pretty well,

and that is quite a piece.

.45 Scofield.

Ivory handle.

You know, they only made

a few of these.

It's very nice.

It's pretty good.

You know, word's out

the town's willing to offer you

quite a handsome sum

for particular bounty.

And how'd you hear

about that?

Well, you know

how small towns are.

News travels fast.

You gonna stick around?

Mm...

Could I offer

you some advice?

To hell with these people.

They no more care about you

than some poor fool

that rides into town.

They're just trying to get

you to do their work

for them is all.

Yeah, well,

maybe you're right.

Sheriff, I want a word

with you if you please, sir.

I didn't figure

he'd want to talk to me.

Damn it, I know you

can hear me!

This whole damn town

can hear me.

I'm going to make this

very simple, sheriff.

Atherton.

Now, you give him to me...

I'm going to spare this town.

If I don't get him,

I'll make a graveyard

out of this whole dump.

Now, you hear me,

and you hear me good, sheriff.

If I don't find him,

nothing or nobody will survive.

You hear me, you bastard?

Atherton!

Damn you!

I know you can hear me.

Good luck.

You're supposed

to be a war hero,

and you don't even have

the heart to come out here

and save these innocent souls.

Atherton!

There are no yankee war heroes,

just goddamn cowards.

Well, Mr. War hero,

welcome to Kingston.

[ Slowed, distorted

neighs ]

Aah!

Get out of here. Move!

Sweetheart, you're

coming with me.

Get up.

Atherton!

I know you don't give

a damn about this town,

but I have something here

that I think you

might just care for.

Tell him you're here,

sweetness.

Come on, bitch.

Michael!

Good.

Get this trash out of here.

Sounds like a war hero.

I'm here.

Looks like.

Dead men don't need a gun.

You know where to take him.

And as quickly as this heroic

character came into our lives,

he was quickly taken from it.

The hope that Michael Atherton

symbolized was lost,

gone forever.

No law-abiding man

ever returned.

Only thing left to speculate

about now was what would be

in store for Kingston.

Uhh!

My turn.

Come on.

Get up.

Aah!

Smash him.

Smash him!

One more.

I ran down this little valley

trailing the son of a bitch...

Hold it.

Where are you going?

I'm leaving.

Oh, really?

And exactly where

do you plan on going?

Away from here.

You ain't going no place.

How much?

How much for what?

How much you let me leave?

How much you got?

This much.

Unfortunately, it's all lead.

She's going to pay for that.

Ohhh!

Damn, son,

you're a lot tougher

than I thought you were,

but I'm going to break you.

I swear to god

I'm going to break you.

Hasn't that poor boy

suffered enough?

You got a problem

with my methods?

Well, they're not the tactics

of civil society,

that's for sure...

But then that's what I like

about you folks.

Well, as you can see,

I'm quite busy at the moment.

Why don't you come back again?

No, I'll tell you

something better.

When there's something you

want me to know, you tell Paul,

and that will save you a trip.

I get the feeling

you don't want me around.

I pay you to do

what the hell I want you to do

when I want you to.

Scat.

Yes, sir, Mr. Krants.

Uhh! Ohh!

Boys.

You don't remember me, do you?

Infamous escape, Columbia?

Ring any bells?

Better you than me, partner.

Better you than me.

Looks like a storm's

coming in, boss.

What do you want us

to do with him now?

I think he looks just fine

where he is.

You killed my son.

You hear me, boy.

An eye for an eye,

a tooth for a tooth,

and blood for blood.

Damn you.

We think this is

just the start.

For now, yes,

he'll settle for Atherton,

but eventually his revenge will

not be limited to just him.

He'll blame everyone

and everything,

this town in particular.

We lost our only lawman

worth a damn today.

He won't be easy to replace.

We've recruited a few boys

to lend a hand

until Casey feels better,

but they're going

to need some guidance.

Will you help us?

Why me, if you don't mind

my asking?

You don't know me from Adam.

You're not a bad gunman

in your own right's

what I've heard.

I ain't no Atherton,

though, am I?

Along with what you did

in town the other day

in defense of Atherton,

I feel more than comfortable

asking what I'm asking.

Frankly, sir, we're desperate.

By the time the government

assigns a marshal to this town,

I'm afraid it may be too late.

You know, Mr. Mayor,

I've become quite fond

of your little town here.

I'd find it a privilege

and an honor to be

its next sheriff.

Thank you.

Thank you.

So, just like that

they give control of the town

to this stranger?

Well, I think old Pete

knows what he's doing.

At least I hope he does.

Psst.

Wendy, what the hell

are you doing here?

I needed some things.

Well, you better be quick

and getting back to wherever

it is you've been hiding.

Duncan got real angry

after you left,

got kind of hard on us

for a while.

I'm so sorry about that.

Don't be.

None of the girls blame you

for leaving.

They just blame themselves

for staying.

I sure have missed you.

I miss you too.

Why haven't you moved on?

Got me a place

in saban wash instead.

Nothing around for miles.

Miss Gina, see you

at our usual time this evening?

Looking forward to it,

Mr. Mayor.

The mere thought of it...

You can't let him see you.

Not now.

Look, Duncan went and got

the new sheriff to post --

new sheriff?

It sure has been a long time.

Right after the shooting

we got a new one.

Tapert, Kyle tapert.

Who's Kyle tapert?

You don't understand, do you?

There's a bounty out

on your head.

Duncan went ahead and had

the new sheriff post it.

You can't stay here anymore.

It's too dangerous.

Take care.

Take care of yourself.

All right. Go.

Hope you don't mind.

Did you eat?

No.

How are you feeling?

Hungry.

Oh... mm.

What's that?

Oh, I just thought

I'd add a little something extra

to the proceedings.

Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah!

I guess Vincent krants

wasn't much of nothing at all

if your yellow ass put him down.

Sheriff says $10,000.

I said I don't want it.

Don't you speak English?

Better you than me, partner.

Frankly, I'm expecting

your assistance in this matter.

Uhh!

No!

Michael, what is it?

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Nothing.

Is that you, sheriff?

It is.

Come in.

I take it this ain't how you

got the nickname "gentleman."

I don't know what happened.

She -- she was laughing.

Shh. And then you killed her.

Oh, god. Oh god.

Looks like

a terrible accident.

I didn't mean

to kill her, sheriff.

You got to believe me.

I didn't mean to do it.

I know you didn't.

Just try and calm down.

A might young,

don't you think, mayor?

Oh, god.

Pete, I don't want you

to keep fretting about this.

She's insignificant,

and she won't be missed.

You have to keep it together.

You've got way too much

responsibility resting

on your shoulders to worry about

some two-bit whore.

Now, you trusted me

to run this town, didn't you?

Didn't you?

Yes.

Good. We'll just let this

be our little secret

between me and you. But...

No buts, no buts.

Nothing else to say.

You just leave this to me.

We're going to run this town

the right way,

the way it oughta be,

my way,

and this is how we take care

of our own in my town.

Now, you go get yourself

cleaned up.

Now.

Going somewhere?

I can see you've been

getting better.

A bit.

So won't be long

before you're ready.

I suppose not.

You got a plan,

or are you gonna fire

at them like they're tin cans

on a fence?

Haven't given it

much thought.

Well, you better,

'cause they ain't tin cans,

and they're going to fire back,

and there's a hell of a lot

more of them that there is you.

Are you hearing me?

You don't have to prove

yourself to them.

You can stay here with me.

What difference is it going

to make getting yourself killed

for something you can't change?

I know about Sara.

I know how you must feel.

I'm not trying

to take her place.

I just...

You don't know how I feel.

You don't.

So you're going to go to war

for a bunch of strangers

that don't give a damn

about you?

I ain't fighting

nobody's war.

It ain't about right.

It ain't about wrong.

What is it about?

I don't know.

So, what do you want?

I thought I told them

to tell you tomorrow.

They did.

I figured why wait.

Where is everybody?

Out.

Keepsake?

That's right.

Nice piece.

Yeah, it's kind of hard

to get rounds for, though.

Well, it's a beaut.

You like it?

Take it.

So, what do you want?

That's the second time

you've barked at me in my home.

Forgive me.

What can I do for you?

I'd like for you to explain

yourself to me.

In what sense?

I hear there's a new tax

in town, true?

You see, I cannot remember

having okayed a new tax.

But you are going to include me

in your newfound fortune,

are you not?

Yeah.

What?

Yes. Of course.

Get the hell out of here.

Thanks.

Bastard.

Read them and weep.

Aww! Man!

Now, it's a good thing

you boys are better gun hands

than you are card players.

What is that now,

three in a row?

Even the forces of nature

ain't gonna stop me

tonight, ladies.

Can't be.

That better not

be you, tapert.

I killed you.

You're dead.

Aah! Aah!

Go ahead and kill me.

I'm not going to kill you.

You killed yourself.

I know something is up,

sheriff, and I need your help.

How can I help you?

Tell me so I can go home.

Haven't you heard

a word I said?

Gina's been missing

now for three days.

The last time I seen her

was at the bar.

She was telling them other girls

she'd seen that other whore,

the one we've been looking for,

right here in this town

not a day prior.

I am losing money left and right

with all these whores getting up

and moving on like this.

Someone is trying to do me in,

and I think they're all in

it together.

Duncan, listen to me.

I know you're hurting,

but what do you want me

to do about it tonight?

I figure with all the money

I've been kicking back to you,

it'd be worth

a little inconvenience.

What are you doing here?

I got some news can't wait.

Whatever it is can.

Krants is dead.

What happened?

Son of a bitch

burst into the barn

and started shooting up a storm.

Took us out like we was nothing.

Killed everybody there.

When I went outside after,

that's when I found Jerry

lying on the porch dead.

That crazy son of a bitch

was gone.

Who did it?

It couldn't have been

the man I saw.

It just couldn't.

Damn it, who was it?

Atherton.

It was Michael Atherton,

the man we killed.

Left for dead.

Are you sure?

Why would I lie?

It was him or his ghost.

Either one, it's the man

I saw there.

I can't believe it.

Jerry krants dead?

Hold your thinking

there, Duncan.

It can't be.

I mean, you all saw him die.

We strung him up good.

A couple of us went out

a few days later,

couldn't find no body.

Just figured the buzzards

and coyotes had themselves

a nice yankee supper.

What the hell is going on,

sheriff?

Duncan, I'm not going to tell

you again to shut up.

Who else saw Atherton out there?

Anyone who saw him

there is dead.

How many lives

does this man have?

You said tapert

was the sheriff.

How many deputies they got?

I don't know.

I know it don't matter much...

But I love you.

Word gets out that Atherton's

killed krants, he's going

to be so high and mighty

nobody will ever bring him down.

This is not how

it's supposed to be.

What do you want me to do?

Can't you see

what he's doing?

He's hunting us.

The son of a bitch

stole my idea.

What we have to do

is find him before he gets

bigger than he ever was,

and destroy him,

from top to bottom,

and I know how.

Yeah? Well, where

the hell is he?

Duncan, that whore Atherton

gave the money to,

she say where she was living?

Yeah.

Good.

Do you know what time it is?

2:30?

That isn't what I mean.

What is it that can't wait

till morning?

You're a church-going man,

aren't you, mayor?

Of course.

You remember the passage in

the Bible when god told Abraham

to sacrifice his child?

Yes.

In that case,

it was just a test,

but the point being,

for every cause there has to be

someone willing to sacrifice.

You understand?

That's Atherton's gun.

Where'd you get it?

Where I got this should be of

little concern to you right now.

It's what I'm planning

to do with it that you

should worry about.

Mrs. Sayers, I can't tell you

how embarrassing this is for me.

Ohh!

Somebody ought

to fetch the sheriff.

A man's been killed.

Sorry to get you boys

up so early.

I know it's still a couple hours

before dawn,

but I felt I had to do

something quick

before we lose this one.

I'm afraid I have some

disturbing news for you.

Our dear mayor

has been murdered.

The mayor?

Now, we know the whereabouts

of the perpetrator,

and it shames me to be the one

to tell you this, but...

It's someone we all know,

someone we've admired greatly.

He was made to withstand

a terrible punishment

and then somehow

miraculously survived.

Unfortunately, he blames

everything and everybody

in this town,

including our dear mayor

and his innocent, lovely wife.

His name is Michael Atherton.

How he survived after being

turned over to krants

is a mystery to me,

but war hero or no war hero,

his brand of justice cannot

go unanswered.

It was blatantly misguided

and foolishly executed,

as a witness

saw the whole damn thing.

Now, let's show him

how we take care of our own

here in Kingston.

Let's go get him.

Go! Get -- get him!

Come on!

Got it!

We got him.

Get him off me.

What do you have?

It's a mess.

A real mess.

That it is.

We've all heard the legend.

Mr. Finch, what gun

in particular does

the famous Michael Atherton

wear on his side?

Michael Atherton?

He's dead.

Just answer the question.

Scofield .45.

Specially made, ivory handle.

The brutality of this crime

is beyond me.

Revenge is an ugly sight.

Are you saying

Michael Atherton's alive?

Alive and very much well.

To those of you who may not have

heard, this is no accident.

You take a look

at our dear mayor's body,

you'll see he was shot.

Murdered.

And I'll bet you my last dollar

you're gonna find

a Scofield .45 slug inside.

I don't believe it.

Don't take my word for it.

What kind is it?

Scofield .45.

Why don't we just

ask him ourselves?

What kind of man does

something like this?

Can you tell us

your whereabouts last night?

How did you survive

all that time?

Must've been tough.

Did any of you ever hear of

anybody escaping

from Jerry krants?

Of course not.

Not unless you made

some sort of deal with him.

That's why you killed Pete!

Did he pay you too?

You make me sick.

Get him out of my sight!

Bury them.

Death by hanging.

That's what the majority's

calling for,

and I'm just carrying out

the wishes of the masses.

I am just a public servant,

you know.

You don't know how much joy

seeing you like this brings me.

All those years

of looking for you

finally paid off.

Pays to be patient.

Pays to be patient.

Still don't remember me, huh?

Some legend you are.

Guess I wasn't as important

to you as you were to me.

See, you gave me a souvenir,

so I'll always remember you.

It wasn't 15 men

you killed single-handed.

It was 14, one survivor.

And no one remembers the men

who were killed that day

when you broke out of prison,

but I do.

Every damn day.

And tomorrow when you hang,

not only will you die,

but a new legend will be born

and you won't be remembered

for any act of bravery,

only as a killer.

You done yet?

When god puts the sun over

the horizon tomorrow morning,

it'll be time for you to swing.

And I give you

my word of honor,

no matter how long it takes

no matter how much it cost,

I'm going to find

that little whore of yours

and treat her

like she ought to be treated.

You know, my only regret here

is I don't get

to kill you myself.

Oh, that would've been sweet.

Real sweet.

Son of a bitch.

Not much is known

about Atherton's escape

from the southern camp

except for the basics.

None of the names of

the soldiers were ever released,

so I couldn't really say.

Legend has it at 15.

But is it possible?

Is it possible one survived?

Yeah, I'd say

anything's possible,

but the records

were destroyed, deputy.

You want my opinion,

I'd say it's highly unlikely,

but it's possible.

Let me ask you something.

Why all this sudden interest

in a story everybody

knows about?

Because I think everybody

may just be a little bit wrong.

Come on. Whoa.

Come on. Hyah!

Come on.

I thought you

might be coming by.

Since you just broke out

of jail, I figured you

and your accomplice here

might undoubtedly be seeking

greener pastures.

Oh, just to make

everything official,

I brought a witness 'cause I

want everybody to know the truth

about what happens here today.

Or at least the truth

as I give it to him.

Uh-uh, not so fast, lightning.

You wouldn't want to shoot me

knowing the slightest change

in balance could lead to

a very unfortunate circumstance

for the lady here.

You see, I came

to the realization last night

that I don't just want you dead

and your name ruined.

I want it all.

And I figured this way

I could have all that

and the satisfaction

of killing you myself.

Oh, I reckon it is somewhat

unfair of me to be doing this,

keeping you off guard and all,

'cause I don't want you

to be distracted

when you finally draw.

I want to know

I've seen your best.

So...

I got to hand it

to you, Atherton.

You are indeed

one hell of a shot,

even all crippled up.

But, unfortunately for you,

even the best shooter can't

do anything with no bullets.

Even an ignorant whore

knows that.

Where is he?

Oh, it's okay, he's dead.

You all right?

Ow!

Deputy's coming.

It's all right, Mr. Atherton.

I know you're innocent.

I heard everything tapert

said last night to you

and knew he'd been

lying all along.

Couldn't really believe

he'd gone in with krants,

but when I saw

the jail cell door open

like that, well, I knew

something weren't right,

so I come here to stop him.

Thank you.

Hey, deputy,

can you get me loose?

I reckon.

It was never determined

whether or not Kyle tapert

was who he claimed to be.

Later it was revealed that

wasn't even his real name.

So it goes.

As for Michael Atherton,

well, he pulled

another disappearing act.

The man who singlehandedly

wiped out the krants gang

and saved a small western town

found what he had been

searching for

for an incredibly long time:

Peace.