Trail of Justice (2020) Movie Script

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- No need to worry, Marshal.
The scout will be back soon.
- Yeah, but it's not
him I'm worried about.
We should leave.
We need to be in Angel's Creek
by noon with those prisoners.
We can't afford to
miss that train.
- Come over and
grab some coffee.
We should eat
before we get goin'.
- How about some beans, Marshal?
Starvin' over here.
- And a blanket, it's cold.
- Shut your mouth.
- Give me one chance,
one chance and I'll
cut you like a pig.
- Get 'em!
- Grab the keys!
Come on, come on,
come on, come on.
- I told you,
Marshal, I told you.
- You won't get away
with this, Atticus.
They're gonna find out
you're still alive.
- Hiya, hiya.
Giddy-up, hiya, hiya.
- Ha!
Come on, ha!
- Better just give up!
Hiya, hiya.
Hiya, hiya.
Come on, let's go.
You can run but you can't hide.
- Syd!
It's me, you idiot!
- Jeff?
- Yeah!
They saw me, they're chasin' me!
- What are you
talkin' about, Jeff?
Who's chasin' you?
- The guys from
the card games,
they're chasin' me.
Where's Will?
- I don't know.
Probably went to go
water the horses.
- Give me another
cylinder, hurry up!
- Hey, come out!
I promise we won't shoot!
- All right.
All right, where is it?
- Syd, we need more ammo.
- We're out.
- I'd hate to have my boys
keep slingin' lead your way,
but I will if you don't get
those greenbacks back to us.
You understand?
- Give me the money.
Come on.
- Here.
Put some up under
your hat, split it up.
All right, we're comin' out!
- Guns first!
- Good. Now, hand it over.
- Butch, I could've sworn
there was more than that.
- I'd have won a few more
rounds if these skunks
would have played by the rules.
- I reckon we won't find
out how much there was
until one of these
boys coughs it up.
- Hey, bootlegger.
- It's $20 and it
doesn't belong to you.
Where's your guns?
- Swimming.
Hit him again, Clay!
Come on, hit him again.
Yellow-bellied cheat.
Deserves every bit of it.
Hey, Clay, he out yet?
- Nah, he ain't out yet.
That'd just be too kind
letting him sleep through
what's comin' next.
- What comes next?
- Otto, have you
ever peeled an apple?
- Yeah.
- Someone's comin'!
- Whoa, whoa.
- Who was it?
- Who was that around there?
- Is that a bear?
- Walk forward slowly.
Hands where we can see 'em.
- It's a bunch of greenhorns.
- Don't look like much to me.
- How'd you find us?
- Well, we weren't
lookin' for you.
- What were
you lookin' for?
- A place to spend the night.
Lost all of our
supplies in the river,
and heard the wolves,
and saw the fire,
and figured we didn't
have much of a choice.
So is it all right if
we spend the night here?
- What do you think, Clay?
- Well, I think we can
work somethin' out.
How much money you
boys got on you?
- This is all I got.
- Woo!
Well, boys.
Seems like they paid for
the night and then some.
- Welcome to the party.
- Oh, go down there.
- Otto, get the whiskey.
- Huh, you got it, Clay.
- I'm tired of listenin'
to his lies anyway.
- Yeah, ooh!
- Here you go, buddy.
- See if you can take this, boy.
- Boys, here's to a good night.
- I've been lookin'
for a new hat.
- Yeah.
- Otto.
- Yeah.
- That's
one heck of a gig.
- I'm Clay Hobbs.
To my right here,
we got Virgil, Gus,
Trace, and Otto Johnson.
- Howdy.
- And who's that over there?
- That is a dirty cheatin' rat
who thought there wouldn't be
any consequences
from crossin' me.
Come on.
- Yeah.
- Hit him again.
- Now, I was in the process
of straightenin' him out
when you boys rode up.
- Yes, you did.
- Name's Drew and
I didn't cheat.
Dice is dice.
Yacks with sticky palms and
deep pockets tend to lose.
Oh, yeah!
Hit 'em good!
- Seeing how hard I've been
hittin' you for the last hour,
I think you're the one who lost.
- You call them punches?
As far as I can tell, the
only thing your girly fingers
have done is make
me wanna show you
what real pain feels like.
- Time
to take him out.
- Nah, you're lucky.
- Oh, he's in
a good mood, fellas.
- We have guests tonight.
But tomorrow, you and
I are gonna find out
just how many bullets
it takes to kill a man.
What do you say, boys?
- I don't think he
makes it past six, Clay.
- It only takes one!
- I think I can stretch
it all the way to 20.
Whoa!
- Yeah.
- Let's go
drink some whiskey.
Yeah, I'll take some.
- I got some bourbon.
- Will, what are you doing?
Do you realize what
they'll do to us?
Will, he's not worth it.
- Everyone's worth it, Jeff.
- Fine, fine, I'll do this.
You go see if you
can wake up Syd
without getting anybody else up.
Now, get out of here.
- Hey!
Hey!
Those boys are gettin' away!
- Hey, what's goin' on?
- If you boys ain't on
saddles in five seconds-
- All right, all right.
- Hiya, hiya, hiya!
Hiya, come on!
Ho, ho, ho, ho.
- That way, go!
- Syd, which way?
- Hurry up!
- Come on, let's go.
Whoa, whoa.
- Look for tracks.
Which way they'd go?
- Ha, come on, ha.
- Go, go.
Go, boys!
- Syd, you all right?
Come on.
Ya, uh.
- You intrude on sacred ground.
Return to where you came from.
- We can't.
There's a large group
of men right behind us
and they're gonna
kill us if we go back.
- It remains the
same, you must leave.
Off your horses.
You stay here until I return.
- Whoa, whoa.
- Why are you boys, stoppin'?
They're gettin' away!
- Are you kiddin' me, Clay?
Look what you're standin' under!
What?
You're afraid of a
couple of dead corpses?
You're fixin' to be the same
if you don't burn those horses.
- Clay, the Blackfeet
will never forgive
an offense like this.
- I don't care what
those Indians think.
Now, ride!
- Which way they go?
- Indians!
Come on, fall back!
Fall back!
- Dad gum it, Clay.
Ugh.
Frederick, Donovan, dead.
Got two of us killed.
- This ain't over!
- It is and you know it.
- I saw him, the marshal scout.
- The ghost that got away.
Make sure he gets back to camp.
I got somethin' I gotta do.
- They have fled.
You must leave now.
- You fought 'em and won?
Who are you?
- I am Kitchi of the Blackfeet.
A half-a-day's ride
that way is a town.
Leave now.
- You know, I had never
met a real Indian before.
Pa always said they were
bloodthirsty savages,
who you should-
- Pa said most were
bloodthirsty, Will.
You better be glad
we met the ones
that didn't wanna
take our scalps.
- Yeah, I'd be more afraid
of the gang chasing us
then those Indians.
I don't even wanna know
what would've happened
if they caught up to us.
- Hey, wait.
Where you goin'?
You can't go back there,
we barely escaped.
So you're goin' back to die?
- Get out of my way!
- How do
you expect to fight
that whole lot by yourself?
- Look, I don't know what
quarrel you had with 'em,
but we saved your life,
and you shouldn't
just throw that away.
- Yeah.
I guess I should be
grateful to you boys.
After all, I do owe you my life.
- So uh, what's your name?
- Name's Drew Wesley.
Drew Quickdraw Wesley, actually.
Fastest gun around.
- Well, then explain how
you ended up tied to a tree,
Mr. Quickdraw.
- Yeah, how did
you get yourself mixed up
with that gang anyhow?
- They're not just any gang.
Those boys you met
down there are known as
the "Denson Gang", the
most ruthless cutthroats
in the territory.
Been tailin' their outfit
for quite some time now.
Don't rightly know what
they're lookin' for,
but they sure do
move around a lot.
It's good money attached
to their heads, too.
Got a couple of 'em where
I wanted 'em when well,
got the drop on me
in a game of dice,
took my gun, and me
tied me to that tree.
- Quite the
arrest on your part.
- Well, if they're really
as dangerous as you say,
that's all the more reason
for us to keep movin'.
How about you head into
town with us and after that
you can go your separate way.
- You might wanna clean
that blood off your face
before we cross
paths with any women.
- Right.
Ladies actually love a man
with some battle scars.
- This ain't much.
- How you doing, guys?
- Oh, I don't know.
Uh, it's got its sights.
- Yeah, I don't think you're
gonna be around long enough
to see 'em, Syd.
Remember, we're only here to
get supplies, then we're out.
- Come on, Jeff.
After the last few days, can't
we have some time to relax?
- We can relax when we
get to the coast, Will.
- Wait, so you boys are
headed that far West?
- Yeah.
- Well, I can't fault you.
Quite a sight to behold.
- You've seen the ocean, Drew?
- Well, I figured after
I earned the bounty
from the Denson Gang, I'd
make my way West as well.
As luck would have it I ran-
- Got beaten blue
and tied to a tree.
- Look, you boys need someone
who knows the territory.
And if you're headed that way,
I may be interested in
taggin' along myself.
- Look, Drew, we
hardly even know you.
The last thing we need is
some bloody-faced gunslinger
tailin' us all the
way to the coast.
- Oh, I don't know, I don't
think it'll be all that bad.
It wouldn't hurt to have a
traveling companion with us.
I mean what?
We've been held up three
times in the past week alone.
- Fine, if it gets us
movin' faster, I don't care.
Look, me and Will will go
down and find some supplies.
Syd, you see about
findin' us some firepower.
And please, don't
cause any trouble.
Don't worry, Drew,
Jeff's actually friendly.
He is a friendly guy.
Once you get to know him.
I think they see a
corpse walkin' around.
- They wouldn't be too wrong.
I feel like death himself.
- Well, sir, you sure
do look like him, too.
- Very funny.
- You know, with your
face lookin' like that
and your clothes all torn,
wouldn't be surprised.
- Yeah.
Doesn't help that we smell
of whatever brimstone
that bartender gave
us back there, too.
- You know, maybe we should
be lookin' for a scythe
for you instead.
- Yeah, beware, Overlook-
- Bye, Mr. Strake.
- For death walks among you.
- Oh!
- Ugh!
- Hey, hey, wait
a minute, hold on!
- Sir, I don't want any trouble.
Well, what is it?
- If my, if my mother
taught me anything,
it was how to apologize.
So I was wonderin' if you'd
grant me that courtesy.
Look, what I'm tryin'
to say is I'm sorry
for runnin' into you,
especially lookin' like this.
- And I'm sorry for
pushing you in the street,
even if you do look
rather hideous.
- Mother also taught me to
introduce myself to anybody
who's kind enough to meet me.
I'm Drew Wesley.
- Nice to meet you, Drew Wesley.
I'm Laura Gradenson.
- I don't mean to be rude,
but I'm afraid I'll sully
that hand if I touch
it in my current state.
- Well, if you're looking
to get cleaned up,
there's a wash near the livery
about three buildings down.
- That'd be lovely, but I'm
afraid I'm in need of a guide.
See, me and my friend there-
We just rolled into this town.
Would it be too forward if
I ask you to show me around?
- Well, I was headed in
that direction anyhow,
but wouldn't your friend
like to join us as well?
- Let me go ask him.
- I need you to keep walkin'
as if you're not interested in
her company and find me later.
- Drew, we're supposed to-
Supposed to be
lookin' for supplies.
- I'm sure I'll find
somethin' with her.
Now get!
- As memory serves, the
washhouse should be next to
the Presley General Store
near the Marshal's livery.
- It'll be a mighty
welcome sight.
I'll have my wits back
once I get all this dust
washed off me.
- There's quite a bit more
than just dust to wash off.
How did you find yourself in
Overlook looking so broken?
- Fighting for my life in a
den of bandits and cutthroats.
- Ahead
of schedule, baby!
- How on earth did
you end up there?
- I may not look like
it, but I make my livin'
bringin' men like
them to justice.
Actually, I've been on
the hunt for their outfit
for quite some time now.
There I was, outside
their hideout,
gun in hand and courage bold.
- There you are, Laura.
Now, Laura, what's a wild
flower like you doin'
with a tumbleweed like this?
- It's my business who I
choose to walk with, Jack.
- Laura, you don't
know the territory yet.
And I couldn't sleep well at
night knowin' you were walkin'
around with some thing
as feral as this.
- His name
is Drew, Jack.
And I may be new
to the territory,
but I think I can handle myself.
- Regardless, we're here
to walk with you now.
Right, boys?
- I've already
got company, Jack.
Drew, let's go.
- Hey, you're not
goin' anywhere.
- I think she made
herself clear,
she's not goin'
anywhere with you.
- Jack, Jack!
- Drew!
- Get him!
- Jack!
Jack, stop!
All of you, stop this right now!
Sheriff Toad!
Sheriff Toad!
- All right, you
have a good day, too.
- What you waitin' for?
Get in here and hit him!
Let's go, come on!
- I got him. Come on.
- Sheriff Toad!
Sheriff, wake up!
- Miss Gradenson, what-
- Jack Fletcher and his
friends are fighting
two boys in the street!
- Are they armed?
- What?
I don't know!
Jack is accosting them!
You have to stop it!
- Now, Laura, Jack is
quite full of himself,
but he's not the kind to
take to fightin' a stranger.
- Sheriff, there are five people
killing each other right now.
Now, are you gonna stop this
or do I need to
go get my father?
- Fine!
- Get him back in there.
Keep him down.
Help me keep him down, come on.
- All right, boys,
that's enough.
You had your fun,
now break it up.
Now I said that's enough!
On your feet!
- Shots
fired, shot fired.
- Jail's that way, boys.
- Sheriff, we didn't take-
- Fletcher, I didn't ask you!
Now I said, "March!"
That way.
You three, come on, you, too.
Give it to me.
Don't even think about it, boy.
Yep.
Come on.
You know wakin' me up,
that's an annoyance.
Disturbin' the peace,
that's an infraction.
Assaultin' an officer,
now that's a crime.
I've got a nice
room for all of you.
Come on in here and make
yourselves comfortable.
Come wakin' me up like that.
- Yeah, I was just down
watering the horses
when I saw all happen
right down here.
Jack Fletcher got in a fight
with a bunch of strangers.
- Did you hear that?
- Yeah.
- You don't think that was Drew.
- In this town, Will?
Who else could it have been?
Here.
I'll only be a minute.
Take that to the livery.
- Can I help you?
- Got some of my
friends in here,
just need to ask 'em
a question or two.
What'd you do?
- Took the wrong fight.
Saw Drew here about to
get knocked Galley West
by those three.
I didn't know why, but I
assumed it was for a good reason
and uh-
- It was.
- Da-da-da-da!
Shut up, you ninny.
Anyways, turns out
they were fighting over a girl,
one that little Drew here
seemed quite struck by.
- Yeah and
where is she now?
- Blazes if I know.
- What are they in for?
- Disturbin' the peace
and assaultin' an
officer of the law.
- All right, how long?
- Tomorrow morning or until
somebody bails 'em out.
- Yeah.
See you boys in the mornin'.
- You have a nice night.
You boys, get
yourself cleaned up.
People are gonna think I'm
locking up corpses or something.
- At this point Thomas,
Jesus enters the room...
- How can I help you boys?
- Yeah, my cousin
was in here earlier.
He said he bought
four pieces from you.
I was wonderin' if you
still had 'em around.
- Matter of fact, there is
this fine piece of equipment
and then these ones right here.
- All right, thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Now, well, we gotta find
a place to stay the night.
- Maybe
I can help with that.
- And who are you?
- People around here
call me Reverend Mark.
- And uh, how do you plan
on helpin' us, reverend?
- Well, you two are free to
stay with me for the night
or for however long you need.
- Uh-
- Yeah, that sounds great.
I'd love to actually
get some sleep tonight.
Where do you stay?
- Well, follow me.
It's right on the edge of town.
- Great.
Another night with
a Gospel Sharp.
- Truth be told-
- Thank you.
- I barely recognize
this town anymore.
It's so different from
the cluster of empty homes
that used to be
here when I arrived.
- How long ago was that?
- About two years, maybe less.
- How'd it
change so fast?
- Well, as I understand it,
Overlook elected a Mayor
back when it was scarcely
more than a ghost town.
Mr. Gradenson is his name.
He shared what he
had at the village,
his time and his wealth.
- Did he build everything?
- No, but he pitched
in where he could.
And the church, the church
is thanks solely to him.
He personally paid for
every beam and nail.
- He sounds like
a pretty good man.
- Hmm, indeed.
So, how did two brothers
end up this far Northwest?
- Oh, it's uh, not just us.
Ridin' with our cousin Sydney
and one other named Drew Wesley.
That makes four.
- And uh, where are they now?
- Yeah, they're uh, spendin'
the night in the jail
for getting in a dumb fight.
- Yes.
I uh, I heard about that.
Must have been quite the scuffle
to get old Toad involved.
Now, Simon, he doesn't
sell his wares cheap.
You boys must be pretty
well-off to afford one of those.
- Yeah, we better be.
Sold the whole farm.
- The whole farm.
You owned a farm?
At your age?
I'm beggin' your pardon, but
that doesn't seem likely.
- Uh, well, it
wasn't really ours,
it was-
It was left to us after
the, the pox took ma and pa.
- Will, don't ever talk
about ma and pa like that!
- Now, Jeff, the Lord
says in His word-
- Okay, Reverend, you
tell me what kind of a God
takes a boy's parents
out of his life?
What kind of a God does that?
- The same one who chose
mercy over vengeance.
And the same one who let
His only begotten Son die
on a cross, so
that we could live.
Now, it's not given
to us to know why,
but God is always faithful.
You boys ever heard
the story of Job?
- Yeah.
- You boys are blessed
to have each other.
But the Lord allowed
Satan to take absolutely
everything away from him.
In the end, even his
wife turned on him.
- Sorry for snappin'
at you there, Will.
I didn't mean to.
- Yeah, it's fine.
How the last couple of
days have been goin',
I'd be surprised if you didn't.
- Well, you two are
free to sprawl out
on the bed if you like.
I think some sleep
might do you both well.
- Thank you, Reverend.
- It's your lucky day, boys!
You're gettin' out early.
Come on out here,
let me get your guns.
- Pa, you gotta believe
me, I didn't do anything.
It, I, I didn't do anything!
- You should take some
thought to your pride, son,
and then your pa wouldn't
have to bail you out
of every pinch.
- This isn't over.
I swear I'm coming
for you yellows.
- Is there any particular reason
you haven't made
yourself scarce, Jack?
- Uh, uh, uh...
- If you're partial
to that cell,
I got no qualms lettin' you
stay here a while longer.
- Mayor.
- Are these the strangers you
were tellin' me about, Laura?
- Yes, daddy.
That's Drew Wesley.
He's the one who fought off Jack
and his friends when
they were harassing me.
- He's also the one that
assaulted me, Mayor.
- Sorry about that, Sheriff.
I hope you know
that punch was meant
for Jack's nose
and not your gut.
- Looks like you boys roughed
each other up pretty good.
Enough to get the
law's attention anyway.
How many licks would
you say you gave him?
- Enough to prove I don't
take kindly to arrogance.
- Well said.
I would have whipped Jack myself
if I didn't have a
reputation to keep.
That boy's been a pain in
my side ever since Laura
moved to Overlook.
I think they spent enough
time in lockup, Toad.
Go ahead and open up the cell.
- Yes, sir.
I don't know why I
bother arrestin' anybody.
- Now, can I trust you
boys to keep the peace?
- Yes, sir.
- Well, then let me officially
welcome you to Overlook.
- I'm Mayor Gradenson.
- Hi.
- You've already met
my daughter Laura
and you've already
crossed our Sheriff Toad.
So what brings you
boys to Overlook?
- Well, sir, there's
actually four of us.
Two brothers by the name
of Jeff and Will Lawson
are here too.
We were attacked
last night by a gang
and led toward this town.
Now, we're just here supplyin'
for our westward journey.
- Attacked, huh?
Well, that makes sense.
That's a lot more damage
than Jack could have done.
- Yeah, would've saved some face
if I had somethin'
like that with me.
- Like this?
You know how to
handle a firearm?
- Yeah, I get by.
Why, are you any good?
- You don't get to be
Mayor unless you can
back up your promises.
Again, welcome to Overlook
and it's also perfect timing.
We have our town's one-year
anniversary comin' up.
That's gonna be in
a couple of days.
- There'll be plenty
of food and drink,
a shooting competition,
and even a dance.
Won't you stay?
- Hmm, that, that
does sound nice.
Uh, I'll talk to Jeff and
Will, and see if they want to.
- Hey, you wouldn't happen to
know where they are, do you?
- I'll ask around.
In the meantime, you
boys need to wash up.
Uh, Toad, go ahead and
show 'em to the washhouse.
- Mayor?
Yes, sir.
- Letter
for Mayor Gradenson?
- Father, is
everything all right?
- Yes.
Yes.
Uh, I'm all right, Laura.
Let's go.
- All right, you
hellions, follow me.
- Now, they would have
beaten you to a pulp
if I was not there.
- Sure.
- I took two of 'em, didn't I?
- More like the two
of 'em took you.
- Yeah, Syd, I agree, you
look even worse than Drew.
- Well, you boys ready to go?
- Uh, actually, Jeff, there's
a festival in two days.
It's like a big old shindig,
one we'd be sore to miss out on.
- Yeah, we won't wanna
miss out on this.
Listen, there's gonna be
girls, there's gonna be drinks,
food, dancing um, and girls.
- You know, Jeff, we ain't
ever been to a festival before.
You think we might be able
to stay a while longer?
- Okay, but the day
after, we're out, got it?
- Okay.
- Ooh.
- Hey, Drew, I hear
there's gonna be
a shooting contest in town.
First prize is a
handcrafted Colt.
Think you'll enter?
- I would enter but
I don't have a gun.
- Oh, that's fine.
You can use one of the pistols
we got from the gunsmith.
- No way.
- That's nice.
- I got your note.
Are you sure it was him?
- No doubt.
But he wasn't alone.
With the Marshal gone,
that brave's the last one
that knows you're alive.
- The truth is always
written by those who win.
Those who survive.
We have the arrow.
You're gonna take that
arrow and use it to proclaim
the truth, our truth.
- I think I see
what you're askin'.
How much bloodshed you suppose?
- No deaths.
Overlook's proud.
A fire and the arrow,
that'll be more than
enough provocation.
- And once that's done and
the Blackfoot is blamed,
what then?
- It's just a means to an end.
The townsfolk will want revenge.
They'll take it from there.
Those are my orders.
- You know, I remember a
brave soldier running through
bayonets and gunfire
with no fear.
Who could rally men not
with words, but with action,
as savage as it was.
I rallied, Captain,
and I'll do it again.
But I wanna ask, what happened?
Why aren't we goin' after
this brave ourselves?
- I'm just tryin' to do right.
God uses people all the time.
- Yeah.
But you ain't God.
- Get it done, Trace.
Hey, John.
What the...
Where you goin', boy?
Hey, turn that a little bit.
Get in line with the road.
Get some change in here.
Ma'am.
Ma'am.
- What you doin' up here, Will?
- Just takin' in the view.
You ever wonder if all
this amounts to nothing?
I feel like ever since we
left the farm and what family
we had left, we're just,
just chasin' our own tails.
- What do you mean?
- I mean maybe it's time we do
more than just bet on a turn
and hope for the best.
Maybe, maybe God is telling
us that we're worth more
than just our next hand.
- Maybe so, little brother,
but God ain't talkin'
to me anymore.
- He is, Jeff.
You just ain't listening.
You know, Pa always said you'd
never be able to focus on
what's happening around
you until you just
sat still and listened.
- Pa also said he'd always
be there for us, Will,
and look at where we are now.
Listen, even after
everything that happened,
when Syd came to live with
us, and Ma and Pa got sick,
you and I...
Look, even after
everything happened,
you and I still made it through.
You're the only one I
have left now, Will.
I made a promise to Ma and
Pa that I'd keep you safe.
I have, and I don't plan
on quitting now, Will.
- You know, Jeff,
sometimes I think
you're the one
that needs saving.
- Maybe so, little brother,
but I don't see that
happening anytime soon.
- Woo-hoo!
All right. All right!
- Well, probably should
find Syd and Drew.
Sounds like the
festival's starting.
- That's right.
Woo!
Yee-haw!
- Give me a kiss.
Woo!
Yee-haw!
- Have fun.
- Home
cooking is always better.
- Hello, beautiful.
Do you wanna dance?
Oh.
- Laura. Wait a minute.
Look, come on, Laura.
Laura!
Wait, wait, Laura, Laura!
- Jack.
- Come on, Laura,
it's just one dance.
- Jack, I don't want your
hands anywhere on my person.
- Laura, when are you
gonna stop treatin' me
like I'm some starved wolf?
- Jack, I'd much
rather spend my night
with a wolf than with you.
- Now, I know you
don't mean that.
- I think it's about
time you get goin', Jack.
- I think it's about time you
get your hand off my wrist
or do you want a
repeat of last time?
- Jack, the reason I
won't dance with you,
it's because I already
promised a dance to Drew.
Now, you're a gentleman enough
to honor that, aren't you?
- You
knock it off over there.
Now, we're havin' fun tonight.
You, what's goin' on?
- I can scarcely even
call him a gentleman.
I couldn't stand
another second with him.
- I'm glad you're okay.
Please, forgive me but I gotta-
- Wait, won't you stay?
He'll circle back like a
vulture if you're not here.
- Laura, I want to but-
- Now, what kinda
attitude is this?
You, sir, are not the Drew
Wesley I met the other morning.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- It means, up until now,
you never struck me as
one who lacks chivalry.
Not even when Jack
beat you bloody.
- What?
I tanned his hide
and I'd do it again.
- That's it.
That's Drew Wesley.
Now, before you run
off into the night,
would you do me the
honor of a dance?
- Uh, thing is, I'd
love to, but I don't-
- Do you not know how to dance?
- I don't, I don't,
I don't dance.
- Come with me.
If you can walk and breathe,
I can teach you to dance.
- All
right, here it comes.
I keep running outta whiskey.
Y'all quit drinking my whiskey!
- Hey, Drew!
I didn't know you broke
a leg in that fight.
- Hey, he didn't
mean it, you're fine.
- This is
the best-lookin' dance
from civilization
I've seen in a while.
- There we were,
came over the hill,
and there was an Indian
sitting there, waiting for us,
and he said to us,
"You must leave for
this is sacred ground."
- Indians!
Over the boards!
- Go, go!
Mayor, get down!
Go, go, go!
Get them, you fools!
Shoot!
- Are you okay?
- Uh huh.
- Listen, I want you to run
around back, stay out of sight.
I gotta go help.
Let's move, everybody!
Everybody, get inside!
- Will!
Will!
Will.
Will.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Will, look at me, look at me.
- I, I can't breathe, Jeff.
- Will, you can't die.
I need you.
- It's all right, Jeff.
It's all right.
- You can't leave me, Will.
Will.
Will, I love you.
- I love you, too.
- I love you.
I love you, Will.
Will.
Will!
No!
- Believe in God,
believe also in me.
In my Father's house
are many rooms.
If it were not so, I
would have told you.
I go to prepare a place for you.
And if I go and prepare
a place for you,
I will come again and
receive thee unto myself.
Where I am, there
you may be also.
Our Father, who art in
heaven, hallowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come, Thy
will be done on Earth
as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread
and forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who
trespass against us.
- Jeff.
He's not here, Jeff.
He's moved on.
- If you ever make it to be a
man in this world, breaks you.
- We all have scars, Jeff,
but what makes a man is not
the depth of those scars, it's
the choices that he makes.
- I've made mine, Reverend.
- Jeff!
I hope you know
what you're doing.
Vengeance is the Lord's.
- I don't think He'll
mind if I borrow it
just this once, Reverend.
- Huh, I didn't know you knew
how to shoot a bow like that.
- No, just somethin' I
picked up along the way.
Not much of a challenge, though.
Heck, I'd have to
be dang near blind
to miss from that close.
- Clay!
Are you out of your mind?
What on earth were you thinking?
We had strict instructions.
No deaths!
You don't know what you've done!
- I know exactly what I've done!
- Atticus,
he wasn't thinkin'.
I told him...
- Give me one good
reason, why I shouldn't.
- That's not who
you are anymore.
- How would you know?
- I've seen the
Mayor and I know the Captain.
Do what you will and I'll know.
- I got what I
needed from you boys.
I want you out of the
territory by sundown tomorrow.
- We did what you asked, though!
Ow!
- Don't mistake my
courtesy for kindness.
Sundown, tomorrow.
Have you seen Jeff?
I don't know where he at.
Jeff?
Jeff, I-
- You know what this is, Sydney?
- This looks like one
of Kitchi's arrows.
And I don't understand,
why would he...
Jeff, we can't go back there.
He said he'll kill
us if we go back!
- Sydney!
Will's dead!
It's his blood on that arrow!
I don't care anymore.
I can't stand by
after what's happened.
- All right, listen.
I'll go back with you.
But listen to me.
Not for what you want, but
for what I know Will wanted.
For his brother to live on.
- Fine.
Do what you want.
When you're ready,
you can find me at the chapel.
Maybe I should.
Maybe I should.
- You won't get away
with this, Atticus.
They're gonna find out
you're still alive.
- It won't work, you know.
Why, why do you keep
acting like someone else
every time I see you.
The old you, the real
you, keeps comin' out.
- I think you need to leave.
- Don't hold yourself
like I'm to blame.
We both know that ain't true.
You made a choice 10 years ago
and we're still running from it.
This life you live, this
lie you tell yourself,
it's gonna
crumble down like glass.
Not from an army or militiamen,
but a lone brave
who saw too much.
- Anderson, I gave you final
orders this mornin' and-
- I'll leave, but I don't
think it'll change a thing,
because you and judgment
have something in common.
You don't tend to miss.
- You were not to
return to this place.
Leave now.
- Uh, Jeff, Jeff!
Jeff, stop it.
Look around you.
- You bloody savages!
You killed Will!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill every last one of you!
- Jeff, stop it.
It's not worth all this.
Just calm down.
Put it down.
- Sydney, the arrow.
- Okay.
- This is your arrow, Kitchi.
And that means you're
comin' with us.
- Sydney.
- It's the way it's
gonna be, okay?
- Let's go, Drew.
- Bless me, Father,
for I have sinned.
Back on the farm in Virginia,
my brother and I just
wanted to live in peace.
And then the army of
Northern Virginia showed up.
And when my brother
and I refused to join,
they set fire to our farm.
And when my brother tried to
stop 'em, they shot him down.
That got me to
join the Yank army.
Legally killin'
Rebs suited me fine.
They deserved what I gave 'em.
All except the old man.
He was different.
His eyes were different.
He didn't beg for life.
He just looked up
at me and said-
- Son, you ain't
never gonna find peace
at the end of that barrel.
- No, just a dead old man.
I killed 'em all, but that
old man, he just won't die.
I believe on your word,
Father, a life for a life.
I always aimed to do
right and settle down.
Now, I got Laura
to take care of.
But no matter how
much good I do,
the sins of the past
keep catchin' up to me.
That old man is wrong.
The only way back to peace
is to take one last ride
with the devil.
- Sheriff, here's the
man you're lookin' for.
He led the attack on town,
killed Jeff's brother.
- What makes you think it's him?
- This is the arrow
that killed Will
and it's the same as
the ones on his back.
- Well, I had to ask.
Well, congratulations, boys,
you've done this
town a great service.
Good job.
- What are you
doing with him now?
- Uh, we'll put him in the jail.
Get us a judge down here
and have us a trial.
- A trial?
For what we know he already did?
Why don't you just shoot
him and be done with it?
- 'Cause that's not
the way we do things.
Why don't you take your friend
here and go get a drink,
cool your head, huh?
Why don't you come with me?
In case I need
another set of hands.
- What the-
- You are both being misled.
- What do you mean?
- I did not kill the
boy that rode with you,
nor did I burn your town.
- I don't believe you,
I think you're lyin'.
- Why would I kill
someone I'd saved?
- Why would you wait to tell us?
- Why didn't you tell the boy?
- The boy is lost in anger.
Nothin' I could ever say
would change his mind.
- Let's say you're not lyin',
which I, I highly doubt.
Who were those Indians who
attacked the town last night?
- They were not Blackfeet
nor any other tribe,
they were white men.
The Denson Gang.
- What?
- Huh, Denson Gang.
What would that cutthroat band
have anythin' to do with this?
I don't, I don't
rightly see the point.
- I don't know the reason.
They follow the man
that leads them.
The dead cry out against him
and only I can hear them.
And he hunts me for it?
- Who?
- Who?
- Atticus.
- Ugh.
Filthy savage, walk.
- Sheriff, I was just
startin' to believe him.
- I know.
Hey, Mayor.
Caught the Indian responsible
for all that ruckus
the other night.
- What
did he tell you?
- What?
- I was wondering if he
said anything of interest.
- Just a bunch of lies,
tried to get us on his side,
nothin' believable.
- I'll take it from here, Toad.
- I'm lazy, but
I'm not that lazy.
- I'll take it
from here, Sheriff.
- It's my job!
It's 40 feet, Mayor, I got this.
- I said,
"I'll take it from here."
- Wait a minute.
While strange, your story
has an awful lot of detail.
Mayor, you got somethin' to say?
- You picked the wrong
time to get smart, Toad.
Sheriff!
- You didn't have to be fast.
You just had to be right.
- Drew!
Drew.
Drew.
- Uh, Laura.
Laura, just go.
- No, please.
- I don't want
you seeing me like this.
- Please just stay awake.
You did this.
- Laura, I didn't have a choice.
- You always have
a choice, Atticus.
This life you live.
Times like these,
everyone has to take
their share of the labor.
- I'm
just tryin' to do right.
- And the pain.
- Father,
is everything all right?
Lie you tell yourself.
- You won't
get away with this, Atticus.
Sins of the past,
keep catchin' up to me.
- Why
aren't we goin' after
this brave ourselves?
- You
pretend you've taken too much.
- The
townsfolk will want revenge.
You all right, Mayor?
They'll take it from there.
- It's gonna crumble
down like glass.
They're gonna find out
you're still alive.
- The
only way back to peace...
The only way back to peace
is to take one last ride
with the devil.
- Somebody get a doctor!
- Trace.
- Captain.
Good to see the real you again.
But I don't reckon
you're here to ride out
of the territory
with us, are you?
- No, I'm not.
We've been crossed,
boys, by savages.
Savages that consider themselves
untouchable, even from us.
- Like you care about any of us.
- You're right.
I don't care.
But I drew a line when I
first picked up this gun,
and those that cross
it or me find nothin'
but hot lead and cold dirt.
You want to get revenge
for that arm, son?
Well, I can help you get it.
But if you don't, you'll
regret it every day
for the rest of your life.
- Well, boys, what do you say
we show those bloody
Indians what the Densons
really think of 'em!
- Yeah!
I say we personally fill
some of those burial trees!
- Let's go, come on!
- Let's
shoot those feathers
right off their scalps!
- Go scout it out!
See anything?
- Dismount!
- Someone up in there.
Uh, hey.
What, what's that?
- What was that?
- Just some bird, boys.
Just some birds.
- Indians!
- Take cover.
- Cover me!
- Keep firin', boys.
- There's one over
there, just to your right!
Over here!
- Get down!
Cover me!
- Take cover!
They're aiming down.
- Keep moving. Let's go.
- Watch out, the tree!
Right!
What?
- Move up, Sarge, move up.
- Move!
- Let's go, Trace, move 'em up.
- Let's go!
- They're movin' up!
- I gotta
find some cover.
- I'm out, I'm out.
- Got 'em.
Let's move up.
- What?
- Flank 'em. Come on!
Let's go.
- They're movin' up.
Make sure they're dead.
- Come on, get up!
- Advance, advance.
- Giddy up, boys.
Oh, it's very low.
- Right side.
Aim high.
- Cover me, then move up.
- Dadgummit, Clay.
Didn't sign up for this.
Goodnight.
- Right flank.
- Look on the left.
I need ammo!
Gotta reload.
- Keep movin'.
Use your pistols.
Short-range.
- Cover me.
This is no good, boys.
- Guys.
Guys.
Guys!
On the right!
- They're everywhere!
Watch your back,
man, watch your back.
- Over there!
- I'm hit!
I'm hit!
Oh, I'm hit.
- Kill 'em all!
- Comin' up behind you.
- Atticus!
Will's dead because of you!
- You ain't never
gonna find peace
at the end of that barrel, son.
- I'm thankful for the
memories I had with him.
They remind me that
everyone has a choice.
I was angry, I wanted revenge.
But instead I found forgiveness.
- You take care now,
Quickdraw Wesley.
- You be safe.
It's been fun.
- I will.
- Well, see you later.