Dead Man's Hand (2023) Movie Script
1
[country music playing]
[horses neighing]
[cards rustling]
Are we there yet?
No, we got
a long way to go.
Maybe you should count
to a hundred.
[boy] One, two,
three, four.
In your head.
You kids
wanna see some magic?
- Me!
- Uh, yeah.
Me.
Now, pick a card,
any card.
Slip your card
somewhere in this pile
- and I won't look.
- [Vegas chuckles]
No peeking.
Oh, I won't.
Okay, I'm done.
- All right.
- [shuffling cards]
Ahem.
Now, you gonna say
the magic word with me?
Yep.
[all]
Alakazam!
[Sarah chuckles]
[Vegas chuckles]
Is this your card?
How'd you do that?
Magic.
Excuse me, baby.
It's not polite to drink
in front of children.
Oh, it's just
a little flower oil.
You want some?
- No, ma'am.
- Can I--
No!
So where are you two headed?
California,
to meet my husband.
Are you two married?
Just this morning,
pastor and all.
Is that your wedding dress?
So pretty!
[chuckling]
Yes, it is.
Thank you.
Oh, can I see more magic?
You know,
we're going to Nevada.
We get our own saloon,
stage and all.
Every night, I'm gonna do
a magic trick
and I'm looking
for an assistant.
Oh, she wouldn't be
caught dead in a saloon.
Mom!
It's okay, my mother said
the same thing.
Just goes to show
how wrong they can be.
- [Reno chuckles]
- [Sarah gasps]
[gentle music playing]
[coachman] Yah!
You think
that water hole's
close?
I don't know.
What do you mean,
you don't know?
I don't know.
We've been riding for hours
with nothing to eat or drink.
Get up.
Take your drink here.
Take your drink.
Goddamn,
this guy's weird.
[gunfire continues]
[grunts]
Drop the iron,
Billy Yank!
What the hell?
Don't y'all know
the war's over?
Get out
from under there.
Just don't shoot!
Don't shoot.
Don't shoot.
Anything in the wagon?
Some well-to-dos.
- [Ed] Any women?
- Three.
- One for each of us.
- [laughing]
Step out
with your hands high.
[grunts]
[groaning]
Careful,
there might be more.
I only counted three,
how about you?
Yes, sir,
just the three.
I'mma kill you.
Then take your bride.
[grunts]
[grunts]
Woolley and Company.
"Floral Moguls"?
That's a silver dollar deck.
Custom painted.
- Is your hand okay?
- [Garret] No.
Here. Let me
help you with that.
[Garret] I can still move
my trigger finger.
- [Vegas] Come here.
- [cloth ripping]
Hey, that dress
was no throwaway.
When was I gonna wear
this again?
Our anniversary.
I expect a new dress
and diamonds.
Damn high expectations.
When she's done tying you up,
you throw the bodies
on the back.
We're taking them
with us? Why?
I won't leave
a man to rot.
- We'll drop 'em off
in the next town.
- [horse neighs]
[haunting music playing]
I got him.
- No!
- [horse whinnying]
Yeah, mister,
you one crazy sumbitch.
[Sarah talking indistinct]
Keeps slipping my mind.
What are we gonna name
that saloon when we get there?
Something, uh...
something temple?
Solomon's Temple.
Yeah.
Solomon's Temple.
Yeah.
- [whip cracks]
- [horses neigh]
[dramatic music playing]
If I ain't back
by nightfall, come find me.
["Dead Man's Hand"
by Lewis Brice begins]
Oh, yeah, oh, oh
An eye for an eye,
that's how it begins
Someone's gonna die,
that's how it all ends
Bullets gonna fly,
ball's getting rolled
It ain't nothing left
but ghosts and smoke
So careful what you say,
careful what you do
Long black train
is coming for you
Six feet down
is where you gonna land
If you ever pull a gun
from a dead man's hand
Dead man's hand,
dead man's hand
Never pull a gun
from a dead man's hand
Hey, diddle-diddle,
won't you find
The devil ain't singing
no nursery rhyme
Ain't no prayer,
ain't no hope
Ain't no heaven
where you're gonna go
Careful what you say,
careful what you do
Long black train
is coming for you
Six feet down
is where you gonna land
If you ever pull a gun
from a dead man's hand
Dead man's hand,
dead man's hand
Never pull a gun
from a dead man's hand
[instrumental break]
Dead man's hand,
dead man's hand
Dead man's hand,
dead man's hand
Whoa, no, no, no
[guitar solo]
Careful what you say
Careful what you do
Long black train
Is coming for you
Oh, yeah
[vocalizing]
Careful what you say,
careful what you do
Long black train
is coming for you
Six feet down
is where you gonna land
If you ever pull a gun
from a dead man's hand
Dead man's hand,
dead man's hand
If you ever pull a gun
from a dead man's hand
Dead man's hand
If you ever pull a gun
From a dead man's hand
[suspenseful music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
Hold on,
I didn't do nothing.
Dead men
strung to your wagon.
Hardly nothing.
Those men threatened
to rape my wife,
Sarah
and her younger daughter.
- Reno saved us.
- Reno?
Is that your name?
Yes, sir.
Jean Jacques Renau.
- Fetch his iron.
- Oh, now there's
no need, no need.
We're just passing through
on our way to Nevada.
And I'm just the sheriff.
Well, I expect those back.
They're from someone
I respect a great deal.
Don't touch me.
Vegas, play nice.
Which one of you
killed this man?
He did.
They shot
the driver first.
Reno saved us.
Nicole!
She's right.
They attacked first
and he defended us.
Get on outta here!
Go on, get!
Bishop's gonna kill him.
I promise you that.
Sheriff,
we meant no harm.
See, we were just
defending our rights.
We'll take our iron
and get.
There's no need
to prolong this.
Mayor's gonna want
to talk to you.
Then we got
a schedule to keep.
We're going to Nevada.
We're gonna talk to a man
about purchasing
some land for a saloon.
You can catch the next wagon
west in the morning.
- All right. Vegas.
- [Sheriff, quietly]
In the morning.
Go ahead
and get us a room.
Okay.
But first, I need
more flower oil.
Flower oil.
[scoffs]
All right.
Well, come on, then.
Let's go meet the mayor.
Mayor's busy.
You just, uh, hang tight.
[suspenseful music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
You guys spend money in here,
so Alexander can buy
some firewood
to warm this place up.
[laughter]
[chatter quiets down]
[coin rattling]
[upbeat piano music playing]
- Howdy.
- Hi.
- What can I do for you?
- [coins clinking]
[coins rattle]
Bottle of whiskey
and your finest room and bath.
Yes, ma'am.
We have
the presidential suite.
Jefferson Davis stayed there
once himself.
[chuckles]
You let a rat stay
in the presidential suite?
Girl, take
a good look around.
That kind of talk
could get you strung up.
I hear the stable has rooms.
You can try down there.
You got clean sheets?
Once a week.
Fine.
Care to have dinner
with me tonight?
[chuckles]
Sorry, just married.
Offer still stands.
Even if I was single...
the answer
would still be no.
The room's up the stairs
at the end of the hall.
Thank you kindly.
You want some company?
You got soap?
Lavender.
Come on, baby.
[horse whinnying]
Hello, Marshal.
What can I do you for?
Where's Sheriff Ryder?
He, uh, moved west.
Left the job to me.
How about Mayor Thomas?
Voted outta office
last month.
Bishop's mayor now.
Where's he at?
Anything I should know about?
You should know
to stay out of the way.
And I said, where's he at?
He's getting a shave.
You oughta button
your goddamned shirt up.
[gentle music playing]
[Jethro] Second chair.
You're next.
Oops.
Hello, Roy.
I missed you by a day
in Galveston.
I didn't realize
we had a meeting.
Should have dropped
a note at the hotel.
I always enjoy your company.
Three young men
are dead there,
strung up
in a willow tree.
- It's a tough town.
- Yeah, well,
the word is that you
was buying gold claims
and them boys
weren't selling.
Well, I was in Galveston,
but I didn't kill no one.
Well, Judge Milbend,
he signed a bench warrant
for your arrest.
[Bishop chuckles]
There you go.
Judge Milbend is bought
and paid for by Keller Mining.
[door clicks]
They'll do anything
to steal a claim.
That includes killing.
Get your facts straight,
friend.
We've known Judge Milbend
for 30 years
and he's a fair man.
[suspenseful music playing]
Okay, then. Let's go
have a talk with him.
Sort this deal out.
Let's go, come on.
Not today.
Something's come up.
Bishop, I ain't asking.
I said not today,
all right?
Thank you, sir.
Bishop.
I came along
'cause we're old friends,
and I didn't wanna
make a show of this.
But if I don't return, my men
are gonna come into this town
and they're gonna
tear it apart.
Now, look, the judge
is probably gonna see it
your way.
So why don't you and I
ride outta here
without anyone dying today?
Roy.
I've just been given news
that my brother was murdered.
I'm gonna need a couple days
to sort that out
and we'll go in together.
You have my word.
Hell, I've known old Ed
since we were kids.
I'm sorry for your loss.
You can see Alexander,
he'll provide you with a room,
bottle and a bath on the house.
That's very nice of you,
but not necessary.
Bishop.
I'm gonna give you one day
in honor of your brother.
Don't play games with me.
[dramatic music playing]
What happened?
His crew hit a wagon
this morning,
looking for a quick score.
This kid killed him.
They hauled the bodies
into town.
Said it was
the right thing to do.
He's waiting
in the saloon for you.
While I see
to my brother...
you have Johnny find out
where the marshal's men
are camped.
Sir.
[indistinct chatter]
Two ounces every morning
and you should be fixed
right up.
Thank you, Carrie.
I'll see you at church.
Hello.
I need some flower oil.
For my wife.
Flower oil, huh?
It's pretty hard to come by
around these parts.
- She has a condition.
- May I see it?
I know it. You're in luck,
I got some last week.
So you killed those boys?
Those men attacked us,
just like we said.
I fear that may not matter.
Thank you.
How much is it?
It's on the house.
I'm willing to pay.
Well...
It's a pleasure to help.
Well, thank you.
[Reno] Hey, uh.
They all know
the war's over, right?
I wouldn't be so sure.
Thanks again.
You take care of yourself.
[gentle music playing]
[driver] Yah, yah! Yah!
Get out of town.
Excuse me?
They're gonna string you up
for killing the man's brother.
Who?
The man you killed
was the last living family
of Mayor Clarence T. Bishop.
War took the rest of his kin,
including wife and kids.
Oh.
I have a horse
in the stable.
Get your wife,
take her and get.
Hey!
Why are you helping me?
A lot of people
saying I'm free,
but I don't feel it.
So maybe you'll send
some help and make it right.
[gentle music playing]
The Lord is my shepherd.
I shall not want.
He leadeth me
beside the still water.
He restoreth my soul.
Lord God...
remember me...
and strengthen me this once...
to gain what I desire.
- Amen.
- [men] Amen.
[dramatic music playing]
[indistinct chatter
and laughter]
- Your hair is so beautiful.
- Thank you.
Stand up,
time to scrub.
Your oil.
You wanna join?
I would love to,
trust me,
but we gotta get
the hell outta here.
What trouble
you get us into now?
One of those bandits
I killed earlier?
It was the mayor's brother.
You all killed Ed?
In defense of the ladies.
What's the mayor's brother
doing holding up a coach?
Bishop's not really
the mayor.
Rumor is, he killed
the mayor and the sheriff.
Reno, how you find trouble
everywhere we go,
I do not know.
- [knocking on door]
- [man] Yankee!
Uh, I'm just taking a bath.
Mayor's downstairs
and he'd like to...
parlay over a shuffle.
Hello.
Vegas, I'll be
right back.
We're fucked.
- Everybody's in?
- [all] Mm-hmm.
You gotta beat two pairs.
Eights.
- Kings.
- [all scoff]
Second one in a row.
[cards shuffling]
[man] Yank's here.
Evening, gentlemen.
What's your name?
Jean Jacques Renau.
- My friends call me Reno.
- Well, Jean,
I'm Col. Clarence T. Bishop,
Forrest Cavalry,
First division.
I've heard stories
about the Forrest Cavalry.
Them boys a tough bunch.
Fuck the Union!
[all] Fuck the Union!
[men hollering]
[man] Come on!
Fuck the union!
Sit.
Well, what's the deal?
Jackpots.
What about the townsfolk?
They just sit by
and let this happen?
Most of them were killed
or ran off.
How many men
does Bishop have?
[sighs] Not sure.
Maybe 50?
[Alexander] That's the card,
read 'em and weep.
- [piano music playing]
- [indistinct chatter]
Whose rat-chewed deck?
Let's not take all night.
[woman] You like that?
How about...
we use a fresh deck?
[suspenseful music playing]
New game.
Five card draw.
We play for keeps.
For keeps?
I'm not familiar
with that wager.
This morning you killed
my younger brother, Edward.
I think you're gonna need
one of these.
You win,
you walk outta here alive.
Lose?
It's your judgment day.
For keeps.
You got no choice
but to play.
Your draw.
I call.
You ain't even gonna look?
No, sir.
I call.
All right.
Pair of 10s,
suicide, King High.
[crowd gasps]
Whoa!
[suspenseful music playing]
Show 'em.
[crowd laughing]
Come on, Goliath,
get them gallows ready!
We gonna have
a hanging tonight!
Hey! Shut up!
Flip the fucking cards!
[crowd gasps]
Aces and eights.
I win.
[dramatic music playing]
[people screaming]
[yells]
I got him!
I got him!
Hold your fire!
Now stand up, real slow!
Holster them guns, boy!
Holster 'em!
Get on out.
Let's go!
[suspenseful music playing]
- [gunshot]
- [grunts]
[alarmed yelling]
Nobody move!
Reno, get your ass up here.
[gun clicks]
[gunfire continues]
Do you always
have to win?
He was gonna kill me
if I didn't.
Besides, I didn't even look
at the cards this time.
Jasper, get up there now!
- I'll go.
- [man] Let's go, dumbass!
You'll have
to be more careful
if we're gonna have a kid.
Vegas... Are you
trying to tell me
something?
I was gonna wait
until we got to Nevada,
but...
[gunfire]
Not sure we're getting
outta of this alive.
Hell, yes, we are.
I promise you.
Go get him, baby.
Let's go. You lead.
Whoo!
[Bishop]
Can't stay up there
forever, kid.
It's best
you come on down now.
We're trapped.
Fuck!
No, we jump.
Go to the stable.
We'll send a horse out
that direction
while we go
the other on foot.
You know
I can't tolerate heights.
Okay, then.
I'll go first.
- I'll catch you.
- Okay.
Well, Philly's
tagging along.
- What? Why?
- I promised.
I won't slow you down.
Okay, then.
Wait.
For good luck.
Oh, I love you.
Next time...
you leave
those bodies to rot.
Yes, ma'am.
[panting]
Let's go, Vegas.
Shh! This ain't easy!
Come on, jump!
- [thuds]
- [women screaming]
He's outside!
[dramatic music playing]
Keep looking!
[man] He's out here somewhere.
[man 2] Where'd he go?
[men talking indistinctly]
[horse neighing]
[men yelling]
[Bishop] There you go,
ride away!
Fucking coward!
Go, Reno, go!
[horse neighing]
[screaming]
[screaming] No!
That's enough,
you've lost!
I killed your brother.
I'll pay your price,
just please let her go.
Please.
Oh, you will pay.
But for this mess?
I'm gonna take it
out of her ass.
No!
[grunting]
[screaming]
[man] Go! Get him up!
No! No!
[man] Stop your wrestling!
[suspenseful music playing]
Give me the rifle.
Give me the fucking rifle!
Toss your sidearm.
Slow.
Let's go.
Let's go.
[thunder rumbling]
[Reno yelling]
[Red] Get on,
get over here.
[yells]
I take the trigger fingers
from all my prisoners.
So, if by the grace of God
you escape,
it's less likely
you'll shoot me
in the back.
[yells, cries]
Bishop!
We got his guns!
Move your ass!
Roy, go back to the saloon.
You don't have
any business here.
This is my business.
This man
killed my brother.
What about the sheriff
and the mayor?
What'd they do to you?
Stood in my way.
Jesus Christ,
what's wrong with you?
- Lock him up.
- [man] Let's go.
You are gonna hang for this,
you hear me?
- Move it.
- You're gonna fucking hang.
What happened to you?
Well, if you had come
with us, you'd know.
- Yeah, thank God I didn't.
- Go!
See you, Reno.
[yelling] Bishop!
I'm coming for you.
Bishop!
Hell won't hold me, Bishop!
[thunder rumbling]
[screaming]
- [whip cracks]
- [cries out]
[screaming continues]
[horses neigh]
[Mahto]
Bring this one.
[Chato] We shouldn't
get involved.
He spared your life.
We should return the debt.
Do as I ask.
[wolf howling]
[dramatic music playing]
[horse neighing]
Take him into my tent.
Why is he here?
Your husband would be dead
if it wasn't for that man.
Please, this involves more
than what you can understand.
Prepare for the ceremony.
[explosion]
[wolves howling]
[iron clanging]
It was my horse
that Yankee used
last night.
And you're gonna have
to pay for it.
[Abraham grunts]
You betrayed me.
Maybe they were right
about you.
Hi. It's okay.
- It's okay.
- [Vegas groaning]
Hey, a little more.
Reno!
[thunder rumbling]
[suspenseful music playing]
Vegas...
[eerie music playing]
[yelling]
[thunder rumbling]
I understand why they took
their own, but...
why the kid?
Bishop, I found
the Marshal's posse.
Round up the others.
Hey, Bishop, hold on a second.
I got something else for you.
Uh, [stammers ] I know
where the, uh,
I know
where the Apache camp is.
You really got
good news today,
don't you?
I sure do, sir.
Thank you.
Follow me.
We need to talk.
I'll let you go.
Promise never to come back
and leave me be.
It don't have to be
like this.
Why are you stealing
gold claims, Bishop?
For my boys.
For them.
They served valiantly
on that battlefield.
What'd they get in return?
Not a goddamn thing,
that's what.
How do I send 'em home
like that?
Some of 'em don't even
have boots to walk in.
Their families are starving,
children sick,
[scoffs] and no one
gives a damn.
No, I promised them boys
I would take care of them
and that's what I'm doing.
No matter the cost.
You killed men of the law
and there ain't
no clemency for that.
Hmm.
Last chance, Roy.
You do what's right
in your heart.
[dramatic music playing]
Okay, then.
[door slams]
[suspenseful music playing]
Where am I?
[breathing heavily]
- That's mine.
- Can I borrow it?
I want it back.
It's my best one.
How long was I asleep?
Two days.
- Can I borrow a horse?
- You should walk.
Okay.
Hey!
Town is that way.
All right. All right.
You should have
given him a horse.
He'd fall off
and then we'd lose a horse.
[Mahto] He's not healed yet
and very ill.
Keep an eye on him.
[dramatic music playing]
Whiskey.
Four fingers deep.
[suspenseful music playing]
My wife.
- Bring her to me.
- She's at the mine.
Now!
She's at the mine
with Bishop.
[Lucas] She ain't
your wife no more.
Heard her upstairs last night
with two other men.
- Big howl.
- Sound like she was
having a good time too.
[laughing]
Johnny, take it outside.
I just got the place
cleaned up.
- [grunts]
- Oh! Oh!
Reno.
Where you been hiding?
Paid hell a visit.
Beat the devil
in aces and eights.
I'll arrange
a game for you.
How you gonna pull
the trigger
with them sticks
for fingers?
I guess I'll just have
to use these.
Bad move.
No, you don't.
Come on Reno. Let's go.
[groans]
Go get Bishop now!
[grunts]
[Abraham]
You don't look so good.
We gotta get out of here!
- [Reno] I can barely stand.
- [Abraham] Come on,
we gotta go!
[man groans]
[Reno] Bunch of butternuts
come to die.
[suspenseful music playing]
[horse snorts]
[neighs]
[dramatic music playing]
Back on the gold.
Good. Keep 'em working
through the night.
Our time here
is growing short.
Reno's back.
He killed a few of our boys
and sprung the Marshal.
Had help from Abraham
and Apache.
They've skipped town.
I've got men
looking for them.
The Apache camp is here.
You find Reno,
you bring him to me,
dead or alive.
- Yes, sir.
- And Winters.
You make sure the Apache
never mess with us again.
[horse snorting]
[gunfire]
- [horses neighing]
- [people screaming]
[grunts]
[suspenseful music playing]
[horse neighing]
Whoa, whoa.
Whoa.
I'm his friend.
I his friend.
Your signing
is terrible.
You speak English.
Let me help you.
I need water.
Which way is that?
I'll be right back.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Chato chanting]
[men roaring]
[dramatic music playing]
[speaking Apache]
Reno!
- [insects chirping]
- [fire crackling]
I'm back with the water.
Here.
Oh... that was for you.
[birds chirping]
Hey! It's me.
I'm your friend.
[panting]
How do you feel?
- Thirsty.
- I'll get it.
Hey, look at that.
[speaking Apache]
We have to help him.
[horse whinnying]
Nascha!
- Chato!
- Gouyen!
[Gouyen sobbing]
[somber music playing]
[yelling]
Gouyen!
No, he did not do this.
The men who did,
they will pay.
[somber music playing]
The heart of Niseya.
This is the story
of my ancestors.
Who are they?
The protectors of my people.
[explosion]
Mine, moving closer,
soon to discover this room
and destroy
the heart of Niseya.
I need my pistols.
Now, tell me something.
How you gonna shoot straight
with them fingers?
Magic.
["Gravedigger"
by Ryan Beaver playing]
[guns firing]
[grunting]
[Chato] Mister.
You may need it.
Hey, thanks.
Gouyen! No.
Talk to me like that again,
and I'll make sure
you stay behind
and watch the children
with a scar to remember.
[speaking Apache]
[Abraham]
What'd she say?
She's going with us.
[suspenseful music playing]
I can hear you
from a mile away.
Where y'all headed?
To save my wife
and unborn child.
Bishop's got 50 men
securing that mine.
What the hell
you four gonna do?
[Reno]
We're gonna fight.
They raided the Apache camp
and killed the women
and children.
Bishop's moving to Mexico.
There's not much time.
We could use your help.
[dramatic music playing]
[Abraham]
Vegas will be in there.
We need the cavalry.
You guys slowly back up.
I'm gonna cover you.
[suspenseful music playing]
- Hey, I got him!
- [man] Hold up!
Get Bishop!
Reno's back!
[dramatic music playing]
Hold!
[Lucas speaks indistinctly]
Abraham,
what are you doing?
I want my freedom.
Give him to me
and we'll talk.
- Bishop's coming.
- Yup.
Get back to town now.
[suspenseful music playing]
I ain't gonna
tell you again!
[dramatic music playing]
Take cover!
Get your wife!
Goddammit!
Winters, we gotta go!
Right behind ya!
[yells]
[horse neighs]
[horse whinnying]
Shit!
[suspenseful music playing]
[grunting, groaning]
- You all right?
- Yeah.
Back on your horse
and let's finish this.
Come on.
Now follow me.
[horse neighing]
Get the men together.
We'll make our stand here.
This is it.
We got two squads
in town.
No, you had. They ran off
when the riots started.
Took a slew
of my girls too.
You really worth
all this damned trouble?! Huh?
Goddamn it!
[horse snorting]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Reno] Bishop!
[grunts]
Reno!
Bishop!
- I'm calling you out!
- [guns cocking]
Kill him!
[Red] Come on,
sonny boy!
Goddamn you!
[groans]
Oh... [groans]
Cochet, hang her!
Reno!
[Vegas grunts, chokes]
[grunts, coughs]
[Vegas choking]
[gasps, pants]
[panting, laughing]
Pardonnez-moi.
[grunts]
[whines]
Goddamn it!
I got him.
That bastard's gonna pay
for what he did to my bar.
- What are you doing here?
You gotta go.
- I'm not leaving you.
[gentle music playing]
You came back for me.
[sobs]
For better or for worse.
They...
they hurt me.
You're, ah...
pure as the day we married,
that's the way I see it.
You're a damned good liar.
[Alexander]
Reno!
I got him!
Right here.
Alexander,
I have gold, man.
More than you can spend
in five lifetimes.
[grunts]
[yells, grunts]
[horse whinnying]
Go ahead, get in there
and get Roy!
Reno!
This just ain't
your day.
[groans]
[dramatic music playing]
[grunting]
[yelling]
[grunting and groaning]
Come on!
["Dean Man's Hand"
by Lewis Brice playing]
[sobbing]
[groans, sobs]
How's that, huh?
- [Reno grunts]
- Get up! Come on!
[groaning]
Come on!
[grunting]
[panting]
Die, fucker!
[yells] Die!
Reno!
You're still alive.
[scoffs]
What are you two made of?
It's a shame.
You are pretty.
[gun clicks]
[grunts]
[suspenseful music playing]
[inhales deeply]
[Native Americans chanting]
[laughing]
[Reno groans]
[Vegas continues laughing]
[groans]
[grunting]
[suspenseful music playing]
Kill him, kid.
Reno!
- [Roy] That is that.
- Come here!
Come here, come here,
come here.
- [Vegas cries out]
- [Reno] Help!
- Help!
- Put her down.
Put her down,
let me look at her.
Put her down.
Turn her over,
turn her over.
- [panting, yelling]
- This hole,
we need to close.
Come here.
Put pressure on her.
Where's the closest doctor?
Listen to me.
He ran away months ago,
I'm sorry.
It's okay,
Chato's wife.
- She can help.
I know she can.
- Where is she?
- Go get the wagon.
- [Reno] The mine.
Let's go, okay.
Get her up, let's go.
- [Vegas groans]
- Get her up, come on.
I got her, I got her!
Come on, baby.
Okay.
- Come on, baby!
- [yelps]
Okay?
[Vegas panting]
Come on, girl.
Vegas...
I love you.
[exhales]
Vegas, Vegas.
[crying]
Vegas! No!
[somber music playing]
Baby... no...
[weeping]
[shovel scratching]
[Alexander sighs]
Sorry, kid.
[somber music playing]
That bank has everything
they stole from your people.
Only when the last tree
is dead,
the last river
is poisoned,
and the last fish
is caught
will man realize
he cannot eat money.
Gold isn't everything.
Family is.
Vegas will come to you.
You will know
what I see is true.
Keep the horse.
You earned it.
["Bulletproof Heart"
by Essex County begins]
[horses neighing]
["Bulletproof Heart" continues]
[song continues]
["Dead Man's Lament"
by Bil Yanok playing]
[song continues]
["The Bird and the Fish"
by Greybag playing]
[song continues]
[song fades]
[country music playing]
[horses neighing]
[cards rustling]
Are we there yet?
No, we got
a long way to go.
Maybe you should count
to a hundred.
[boy] One, two,
three, four.
In your head.
You kids
wanna see some magic?
- Me!
- Uh, yeah.
Me.
Now, pick a card,
any card.
Slip your card
somewhere in this pile
- and I won't look.
- [Vegas chuckles]
No peeking.
Oh, I won't.
Okay, I'm done.
- All right.
- [shuffling cards]
Ahem.
Now, you gonna say
the magic word with me?
Yep.
[all]
Alakazam!
[Sarah chuckles]
[Vegas chuckles]
Is this your card?
How'd you do that?
Magic.
Excuse me, baby.
It's not polite to drink
in front of children.
Oh, it's just
a little flower oil.
You want some?
- No, ma'am.
- Can I--
No!
So where are you two headed?
California,
to meet my husband.
Are you two married?
Just this morning,
pastor and all.
Is that your wedding dress?
So pretty!
[chuckling]
Yes, it is.
Thank you.
Oh, can I see more magic?
You know,
we're going to Nevada.
We get our own saloon,
stage and all.
Every night, I'm gonna do
a magic trick
and I'm looking
for an assistant.
Oh, she wouldn't be
caught dead in a saloon.
Mom!
It's okay, my mother said
the same thing.
Just goes to show
how wrong they can be.
- [Reno chuckles]
- [Sarah gasps]
[gentle music playing]
[coachman] Yah!
You think
that water hole's
close?
I don't know.
What do you mean,
you don't know?
I don't know.
We've been riding for hours
with nothing to eat or drink.
Get up.
Take your drink here.
Take your drink.
Goddamn,
this guy's weird.
[gunfire continues]
[grunts]
Drop the iron,
Billy Yank!
What the hell?
Don't y'all know
the war's over?
Get out
from under there.
Just don't shoot!
Don't shoot.
Don't shoot.
Anything in the wagon?
Some well-to-dos.
- [Ed] Any women?
- Three.
- One for each of us.
- [laughing]
Step out
with your hands high.
[grunts]
[groaning]
Careful,
there might be more.
I only counted three,
how about you?
Yes, sir,
just the three.
I'mma kill you.
Then take your bride.
[grunts]
[grunts]
Woolley and Company.
"Floral Moguls"?
That's a silver dollar deck.
Custom painted.
- Is your hand okay?
- [Garret] No.
Here. Let me
help you with that.
[Garret] I can still move
my trigger finger.
- [Vegas] Come here.
- [cloth ripping]
Hey, that dress
was no throwaway.
When was I gonna wear
this again?
Our anniversary.
I expect a new dress
and diamonds.
Damn high expectations.
When she's done tying you up,
you throw the bodies
on the back.
We're taking them
with us? Why?
I won't leave
a man to rot.
- We'll drop 'em off
in the next town.
- [horse neighs]
[haunting music playing]
I got him.
- No!
- [horse whinnying]
Yeah, mister,
you one crazy sumbitch.
[Sarah talking indistinct]
Keeps slipping my mind.
What are we gonna name
that saloon when we get there?
Something, uh...
something temple?
Solomon's Temple.
Yeah.
Solomon's Temple.
Yeah.
- [whip cracks]
- [horses neigh]
[dramatic music playing]
If I ain't back
by nightfall, come find me.
["Dead Man's Hand"
by Lewis Brice begins]
Oh, yeah, oh, oh
An eye for an eye,
that's how it begins
Someone's gonna die,
that's how it all ends
Bullets gonna fly,
ball's getting rolled
It ain't nothing left
but ghosts and smoke
So careful what you say,
careful what you do
Long black train
is coming for you
Six feet down
is where you gonna land
If you ever pull a gun
from a dead man's hand
Dead man's hand,
dead man's hand
Never pull a gun
from a dead man's hand
Hey, diddle-diddle,
won't you find
The devil ain't singing
no nursery rhyme
Ain't no prayer,
ain't no hope
Ain't no heaven
where you're gonna go
Careful what you say,
careful what you do
Long black train
is coming for you
Six feet down
is where you gonna land
If you ever pull a gun
from a dead man's hand
Dead man's hand,
dead man's hand
Never pull a gun
from a dead man's hand
[instrumental break]
Dead man's hand,
dead man's hand
Dead man's hand,
dead man's hand
Whoa, no, no, no
[guitar solo]
Careful what you say
Careful what you do
Long black train
Is coming for you
Oh, yeah
[vocalizing]
Careful what you say,
careful what you do
Long black train
is coming for you
Six feet down
is where you gonna land
If you ever pull a gun
from a dead man's hand
Dead man's hand,
dead man's hand
If you ever pull a gun
from a dead man's hand
Dead man's hand
If you ever pull a gun
From a dead man's hand
[suspenseful music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
Hold on,
I didn't do nothing.
Dead men
strung to your wagon.
Hardly nothing.
Those men threatened
to rape my wife,
Sarah
and her younger daughter.
- Reno saved us.
- Reno?
Is that your name?
Yes, sir.
Jean Jacques Renau.
- Fetch his iron.
- Oh, now there's
no need, no need.
We're just passing through
on our way to Nevada.
And I'm just the sheriff.
Well, I expect those back.
They're from someone
I respect a great deal.
Don't touch me.
Vegas, play nice.
Which one of you
killed this man?
He did.
They shot
the driver first.
Reno saved us.
Nicole!
She's right.
They attacked first
and he defended us.
Get on outta here!
Go on, get!
Bishop's gonna kill him.
I promise you that.
Sheriff,
we meant no harm.
See, we were just
defending our rights.
We'll take our iron
and get.
There's no need
to prolong this.
Mayor's gonna want
to talk to you.
Then we got
a schedule to keep.
We're going to Nevada.
We're gonna talk to a man
about purchasing
some land for a saloon.
You can catch the next wagon
west in the morning.
- All right. Vegas.
- [Sheriff, quietly]
In the morning.
Go ahead
and get us a room.
Okay.
But first, I need
more flower oil.
Flower oil.
[scoffs]
All right.
Well, come on, then.
Let's go meet the mayor.
Mayor's busy.
You just, uh, hang tight.
[suspenseful music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
You guys spend money in here,
so Alexander can buy
some firewood
to warm this place up.
[laughter]
[chatter quiets down]
[coin rattling]
[upbeat piano music playing]
- Howdy.
- Hi.
- What can I do for you?
- [coins clinking]
[coins rattle]
Bottle of whiskey
and your finest room and bath.
Yes, ma'am.
We have
the presidential suite.
Jefferson Davis stayed there
once himself.
[chuckles]
You let a rat stay
in the presidential suite?
Girl, take
a good look around.
That kind of talk
could get you strung up.
I hear the stable has rooms.
You can try down there.
You got clean sheets?
Once a week.
Fine.
Care to have dinner
with me tonight?
[chuckles]
Sorry, just married.
Offer still stands.
Even if I was single...
the answer
would still be no.
The room's up the stairs
at the end of the hall.
Thank you kindly.
You want some company?
You got soap?
Lavender.
Come on, baby.
[horse whinnying]
Hello, Marshal.
What can I do you for?
Where's Sheriff Ryder?
He, uh, moved west.
Left the job to me.
How about Mayor Thomas?
Voted outta office
last month.
Bishop's mayor now.
Where's he at?
Anything I should know about?
You should know
to stay out of the way.
And I said, where's he at?
He's getting a shave.
You oughta button
your goddamned shirt up.
[gentle music playing]
[Jethro] Second chair.
You're next.
Oops.
Hello, Roy.
I missed you by a day
in Galveston.
I didn't realize
we had a meeting.
Should have dropped
a note at the hotel.
I always enjoy your company.
Three young men
are dead there,
strung up
in a willow tree.
- It's a tough town.
- Yeah, well,
the word is that you
was buying gold claims
and them boys
weren't selling.
Well, I was in Galveston,
but I didn't kill no one.
Well, Judge Milbend,
he signed a bench warrant
for your arrest.
[Bishop chuckles]
There you go.
Judge Milbend is bought
and paid for by Keller Mining.
[door clicks]
They'll do anything
to steal a claim.
That includes killing.
Get your facts straight,
friend.
We've known Judge Milbend
for 30 years
and he's a fair man.
[suspenseful music playing]
Okay, then. Let's go
have a talk with him.
Sort this deal out.
Let's go, come on.
Not today.
Something's come up.
Bishop, I ain't asking.
I said not today,
all right?
Thank you, sir.
Bishop.
I came along
'cause we're old friends,
and I didn't wanna
make a show of this.
But if I don't return, my men
are gonna come into this town
and they're gonna
tear it apart.
Now, look, the judge
is probably gonna see it
your way.
So why don't you and I
ride outta here
without anyone dying today?
Roy.
I've just been given news
that my brother was murdered.
I'm gonna need a couple days
to sort that out
and we'll go in together.
You have my word.
Hell, I've known old Ed
since we were kids.
I'm sorry for your loss.
You can see Alexander,
he'll provide you with a room,
bottle and a bath on the house.
That's very nice of you,
but not necessary.
Bishop.
I'm gonna give you one day
in honor of your brother.
Don't play games with me.
[dramatic music playing]
What happened?
His crew hit a wagon
this morning,
looking for a quick score.
This kid killed him.
They hauled the bodies
into town.
Said it was
the right thing to do.
He's waiting
in the saloon for you.
While I see
to my brother...
you have Johnny find out
where the marshal's men
are camped.
Sir.
[indistinct chatter]
Two ounces every morning
and you should be fixed
right up.
Thank you, Carrie.
I'll see you at church.
Hello.
I need some flower oil.
For my wife.
Flower oil, huh?
It's pretty hard to come by
around these parts.
- She has a condition.
- May I see it?
I know it. You're in luck,
I got some last week.
So you killed those boys?
Those men attacked us,
just like we said.
I fear that may not matter.
Thank you.
How much is it?
It's on the house.
I'm willing to pay.
Well...
It's a pleasure to help.
Well, thank you.
[Reno] Hey, uh.
They all know
the war's over, right?
I wouldn't be so sure.
Thanks again.
You take care of yourself.
[gentle music playing]
[driver] Yah, yah! Yah!
Get out of town.
Excuse me?
They're gonna string you up
for killing the man's brother.
Who?
The man you killed
was the last living family
of Mayor Clarence T. Bishop.
War took the rest of his kin,
including wife and kids.
Oh.
I have a horse
in the stable.
Get your wife,
take her and get.
Hey!
Why are you helping me?
A lot of people
saying I'm free,
but I don't feel it.
So maybe you'll send
some help and make it right.
[gentle music playing]
The Lord is my shepherd.
I shall not want.
He leadeth me
beside the still water.
He restoreth my soul.
Lord God...
remember me...
and strengthen me this once...
to gain what I desire.
- Amen.
- [men] Amen.
[dramatic music playing]
[indistinct chatter
and laughter]
- Your hair is so beautiful.
- Thank you.
Stand up,
time to scrub.
Your oil.
You wanna join?
I would love to,
trust me,
but we gotta get
the hell outta here.
What trouble
you get us into now?
One of those bandits
I killed earlier?
It was the mayor's brother.
You all killed Ed?
In defense of the ladies.
What's the mayor's brother
doing holding up a coach?
Bishop's not really
the mayor.
Rumor is, he killed
the mayor and the sheriff.
Reno, how you find trouble
everywhere we go,
I do not know.
- [knocking on door]
- [man] Yankee!
Uh, I'm just taking a bath.
Mayor's downstairs
and he'd like to...
parlay over a shuffle.
Hello.
Vegas, I'll be
right back.
We're fucked.
- Everybody's in?
- [all] Mm-hmm.
You gotta beat two pairs.
Eights.
- Kings.
- [all scoff]
Second one in a row.
[cards shuffling]
[man] Yank's here.
Evening, gentlemen.
What's your name?
Jean Jacques Renau.
- My friends call me Reno.
- Well, Jean,
I'm Col. Clarence T. Bishop,
Forrest Cavalry,
First division.
I've heard stories
about the Forrest Cavalry.
Them boys a tough bunch.
Fuck the Union!
[all] Fuck the Union!
[men hollering]
[man] Come on!
Fuck the union!
Sit.
Well, what's the deal?
Jackpots.
What about the townsfolk?
They just sit by
and let this happen?
Most of them were killed
or ran off.
How many men
does Bishop have?
[sighs] Not sure.
Maybe 50?
[Alexander] That's the card,
read 'em and weep.
- [piano music playing]
- [indistinct chatter]
Whose rat-chewed deck?
Let's not take all night.
[woman] You like that?
How about...
we use a fresh deck?
[suspenseful music playing]
New game.
Five card draw.
We play for keeps.
For keeps?
I'm not familiar
with that wager.
This morning you killed
my younger brother, Edward.
I think you're gonna need
one of these.
You win,
you walk outta here alive.
Lose?
It's your judgment day.
For keeps.
You got no choice
but to play.
Your draw.
I call.
You ain't even gonna look?
No, sir.
I call.
All right.
Pair of 10s,
suicide, King High.
[crowd gasps]
Whoa!
[suspenseful music playing]
Show 'em.
[crowd laughing]
Come on, Goliath,
get them gallows ready!
We gonna have
a hanging tonight!
Hey! Shut up!
Flip the fucking cards!
[crowd gasps]
Aces and eights.
I win.
[dramatic music playing]
[people screaming]
[yells]
I got him!
I got him!
Hold your fire!
Now stand up, real slow!
Holster them guns, boy!
Holster 'em!
Get on out.
Let's go!
[suspenseful music playing]
- [gunshot]
- [grunts]
[alarmed yelling]
Nobody move!
Reno, get your ass up here.
[gun clicks]
[gunfire continues]
Do you always
have to win?
He was gonna kill me
if I didn't.
Besides, I didn't even look
at the cards this time.
Jasper, get up there now!
- I'll go.
- [man] Let's go, dumbass!
You'll have
to be more careful
if we're gonna have a kid.
Vegas... Are you
trying to tell me
something?
I was gonna wait
until we got to Nevada,
but...
[gunfire]
Not sure we're getting
outta of this alive.
Hell, yes, we are.
I promise you.
Go get him, baby.
Let's go. You lead.
Whoo!
[Bishop]
Can't stay up there
forever, kid.
It's best
you come on down now.
We're trapped.
Fuck!
No, we jump.
Go to the stable.
We'll send a horse out
that direction
while we go
the other on foot.
You know
I can't tolerate heights.
Okay, then.
I'll go first.
- I'll catch you.
- Okay.
Well, Philly's
tagging along.
- What? Why?
- I promised.
I won't slow you down.
Okay, then.
Wait.
For good luck.
Oh, I love you.
Next time...
you leave
those bodies to rot.
Yes, ma'am.
[panting]
Let's go, Vegas.
Shh! This ain't easy!
Come on, jump!
- [thuds]
- [women screaming]
He's outside!
[dramatic music playing]
Keep looking!
[man] He's out here somewhere.
[man 2] Where'd he go?
[men talking indistinctly]
[horse neighing]
[men yelling]
[Bishop] There you go,
ride away!
Fucking coward!
Go, Reno, go!
[horse neighing]
[screaming]
[screaming] No!
That's enough,
you've lost!
I killed your brother.
I'll pay your price,
just please let her go.
Please.
Oh, you will pay.
But for this mess?
I'm gonna take it
out of her ass.
No!
[grunting]
[screaming]
[man] Go! Get him up!
No! No!
[man] Stop your wrestling!
[suspenseful music playing]
Give me the rifle.
Give me the fucking rifle!
Toss your sidearm.
Slow.
Let's go.
Let's go.
[thunder rumbling]
[Reno yelling]
[Red] Get on,
get over here.
[yells]
I take the trigger fingers
from all my prisoners.
So, if by the grace of God
you escape,
it's less likely
you'll shoot me
in the back.
[yells, cries]
Bishop!
We got his guns!
Move your ass!
Roy, go back to the saloon.
You don't have
any business here.
This is my business.
This man
killed my brother.
What about the sheriff
and the mayor?
What'd they do to you?
Stood in my way.
Jesus Christ,
what's wrong with you?
- Lock him up.
- [man] Let's go.
You are gonna hang for this,
you hear me?
- Move it.
- You're gonna fucking hang.
What happened to you?
Well, if you had come
with us, you'd know.
- Yeah, thank God I didn't.
- Go!
See you, Reno.
[yelling] Bishop!
I'm coming for you.
Bishop!
Hell won't hold me, Bishop!
[thunder rumbling]
[screaming]
- [whip cracks]
- [cries out]
[screaming continues]
[horses neigh]
[Mahto]
Bring this one.
[Chato] We shouldn't
get involved.
He spared your life.
We should return the debt.
Do as I ask.
[wolf howling]
[dramatic music playing]
[horse neighing]
Take him into my tent.
Why is he here?
Your husband would be dead
if it wasn't for that man.
Please, this involves more
than what you can understand.
Prepare for the ceremony.
[explosion]
[wolves howling]
[iron clanging]
It was my horse
that Yankee used
last night.
And you're gonna have
to pay for it.
[Abraham grunts]
You betrayed me.
Maybe they were right
about you.
Hi. It's okay.
- It's okay.
- [Vegas groaning]
Hey, a little more.
Reno!
[thunder rumbling]
[suspenseful music playing]
Vegas...
[eerie music playing]
[yelling]
[thunder rumbling]
I understand why they took
their own, but...
why the kid?
Bishop, I found
the Marshal's posse.
Round up the others.
Hey, Bishop, hold on a second.
I got something else for you.
Uh, [stammers ] I know
where the, uh,
I know
where the Apache camp is.
You really got
good news today,
don't you?
I sure do, sir.
Thank you.
Follow me.
We need to talk.
I'll let you go.
Promise never to come back
and leave me be.
It don't have to be
like this.
Why are you stealing
gold claims, Bishop?
For my boys.
For them.
They served valiantly
on that battlefield.
What'd they get in return?
Not a goddamn thing,
that's what.
How do I send 'em home
like that?
Some of 'em don't even
have boots to walk in.
Their families are starving,
children sick,
[scoffs] and no one
gives a damn.
No, I promised them boys
I would take care of them
and that's what I'm doing.
No matter the cost.
You killed men of the law
and there ain't
no clemency for that.
Hmm.
Last chance, Roy.
You do what's right
in your heart.
[dramatic music playing]
Okay, then.
[door slams]
[suspenseful music playing]
Where am I?
[breathing heavily]
- That's mine.
- Can I borrow it?
I want it back.
It's my best one.
How long was I asleep?
Two days.
- Can I borrow a horse?
- You should walk.
Okay.
Hey!
Town is that way.
All right. All right.
You should have
given him a horse.
He'd fall off
and then we'd lose a horse.
[Mahto] He's not healed yet
and very ill.
Keep an eye on him.
[dramatic music playing]
Whiskey.
Four fingers deep.
[suspenseful music playing]
My wife.
- Bring her to me.
- She's at the mine.
Now!
She's at the mine
with Bishop.
[Lucas] She ain't
your wife no more.
Heard her upstairs last night
with two other men.
- Big howl.
- Sound like she was
having a good time too.
[laughing]
Johnny, take it outside.
I just got the place
cleaned up.
- [grunts]
- Oh! Oh!
Reno.
Where you been hiding?
Paid hell a visit.
Beat the devil
in aces and eights.
I'll arrange
a game for you.
How you gonna pull
the trigger
with them sticks
for fingers?
I guess I'll just have
to use these.
Bad move.
No, you don't.
Come on Reno. Let's go.
[groans]
Go get Bishop now!
[grunts]
[Abraham]
You don't look so good.
We gotta get out of here!
- [Reno] I can barely stand.
- [Abraham] Come on,
we gotta go!
[man groans]
[Reno] Bunch of butternuts
come to die.
[suspenseful music playing]
[horse snorts]
[neighs]
[dramatic music playing]
Back on the gold.
Good. Keep 'em working
through the night.
Our time here
is growing short.
Reno's back.
He killed a few of our boys
and sprung the Marshal.
Had help from Abraham
and Apache.
They've skipped town.
I've got men
looking for them.
The Apache camp is here.
You find Reno,
you bring him to me,
dead or alive.
- Yes, sir.
- And Winters.
You make sure the Apache
never mess with us again.
[horse snorting]
[gunfire]
- [horses neighing]
- [people screaming]
[grunts]
[suspenseful music playing]
[horse neighing]
Whoa, whoa.
Whoa.
I'm his friend.
I his friend.
Your signing
is terrible.
You speak English.
Let me help you.
I need water.
Which way is that?
I'll be right back.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Chato chanting]
[men roaring]
[dramatic music playing]
[speaking Apache]
Reno!
- [insects chirping]
- [fire crackling]
I'm back with the water.
Here.
Oh... that was for you.
[birds chirping]
Hey! It's me.
I'm your friend.
[panting]
How do you feel?
- Thirsty.
- I'll get it.
Hey, look at that.
[speaking Apache]
We have to help him.
[horse whinnying]
Nascha!
- Chato!
- Gouyen!
[Gouyen sobbing]
[somber music playing]
[yelling]
Gouyen!
No, he did not do this.
The men who did,
they will pay.
[somber music playing]
The heart of Niseya.
This is the story
of my ancestors.
Who are they?
The protectors of my people.
[explosion]
Mine, moving closer,
soon to discover this room
and destroy
the heart of Niseya.
I need my pistols.
Now, tell me something.
How you gonna shoot straight
with them fingers?
Magic.
["Gravedigger"
by Ryan Beaver playing]
[guns firing]
[grunting]
[Chato] Mister.
You may need it.
Hey, thanks.
Gouyen! No.
Talk to me like that again,
and I'll make sure
you stay behind
and watch the children
with a scar to remember.
[speaking Apache]
[Abraham]
What'd she say?
She's going with us.
[suspenseful music playing]
I can hear you
from a mile away.
Where y'all headed?
To save my wife
and unborn child.
Bishop's got 50 men
securing that mine.
What the hell
you four gonna do?
[Reno]
We're gonna fight.
They raided the Apache camp
and killed the women
and children.
Bishop's moving to Mexico.
There's not much time.
We could use your help.
[dramatic music playing]
[Abraham]
Vegas will be in there.
We need the cavalry.
You guys slowly back up.
I'm gonna cover you.
[suspenseful music playing]
- Hey, I got him!
- [man] Hold up!
Get Bishop!
Reno's back!
[dramatic music playing]
Hold!
[Lucas speaks indistinctly]
Abraham,
what are you doing?
I want my freedom.
Give him to me
and we'll talk.
- Bishop's coming.
- Yup.
Get back to town now.
[suspenseful music playing]
I ain't gonna
tell you again!
[dramatic music playing]
Take cover!
Get your wife!
Goddammit!
Winters, we gotta go!
Right behind ya!
[yells]
[horse neighs]
[horse whinnying]
Shit!
[suspenseful music playing]
[grunting, groaning]
- You all right?
- Yeah.
Back on your horse
and let's finish this.
Come on.
Now follow me.
[horse neighing]
Get the men together.
We'll make our stand here.
This is it.
We got two squads
in town.
No, you had. They ran off
when the riots started.
Took a slew
of my girls too.
You really worth
all this damned trouble?! Huh?
Goddamn it!
[horse snorting]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Reno] Bishop!
[grunts]
Reno!
Bishop!
- I'm calling you out!
- [guns cocking]
Kill him!
[Red] Come on,
sonny boy!
Goddamn you!
[groans]
Oh... [groans]
Cochet, hang her!
Reno!
[Vegas grunts, chokes]
[grunts, coughs]
[Vegas choking]
[gasps, pants]
[panting, laughing]
Pardonnez-moi.
[grunts]
[whines]
Goddamn it!
I got him.
That bastard's gonna pay
for what he did to my bar.
- What are you doing here?
You gotta go.
- I'm not leaving you.
[gentle music playing]
You came back for me.
[sobs]
For better or for worse.
They...
they hurt me.
You're, ah...
pure as the day we married,
that's the way I see it.
You're a damned good liar.
[Alexander]
Reno!
I got him!
Right here.
Alexander,
I have gold, man.
More than you can spend
in five lifetimes.
[grunts]
[yells, grunts]
[horse whinnying]
Go ahead, get in there
and get Roy!
Reno!
This just ain't
your day.
[groans]
[dramatic music playing]
[grunting]
[yelling]
[grunting and groaning]
Come on!
["Dean Man's Hand"
by Lewis Brice playing]
[sobbing]
[groans, sobs]
How's that, huh?
- [Reno grunts]
- Get up! Come on!
[groaning]
Come on!
[grunting]
[panting]
Die, fucker!
[yells] Die!
Reno!
You're still alive.
[scoffs]
What are you two made of?
It's a shame.
You are pretty.
[gun clicks]
[grunts]
[suspenseful music playing]
[inhales deeply]
[Native Americans chanting]
[laughing]
[Reno groans]
[Vegas continues laughing]
[groans]
[grunting]
[suspenseful music playing]
Kill him, kid.
Reno!
- [Roy] That is that.
- Come here!
Come here, come here,
come here.
- [Vegas cries out]
- [Reno] Help!
- Help!
- Put her down.
Put her down,
let me look at her.
Put her down.
Turn her over,
turn her over.
- [panting, yelling]
- This hole,
we need to close.
Come here.
Put pressure on her.
Where's the closest doctor?
Listen to me.
He ran away months ago,
I'm sorry.
It's okay,
Chato's wife.
- She can help.
I know she can.
- Where is she?
- Go get the wagon.
- [Reno] The mine.
Let's go, okay.
Get her up, let's go.
- [Vegas groans]
- Get her up, come on.
I got her, I got her!
Come on, baby.
Okay.
- Come on, baby!
- [yelps]
Okay?
[Vegas panting]
Come on, girl.
Vegas...
I love you.
[exhales]
Vegas, Vegas.
[crying]
Vegas! No!
[somber music playing]
Baby... no...
[weeping]
[shovel scratching]
[Alexander sighs]
Sorry, kid.
[somber music playing]
That bank has everything
they stole from your people.
Only when the last tree
is dead,
the last river
is poisoned,
and the last fish
is caught
will man realize
he cannot eat money.
Gold isn't everything.
Family is.
Vegas will come to you.
You will know
what I see is true.
Keep the horse.
You earned it.
["Bulletproof Heart"
by Essex County begins]
[horses neighing]
["Bulletproof Heart" continues]
[song continues]
["Dead Man's Lament"
by Bil Yanok playing]
[song continues]
["The Bird and the Fish"
by Greybag playing]
[song continues]
[song fades]