Wynonna Earp (2016) s01e01 Episode Script
Purgatory
1 How did it go? That bathroom's a crime against humanity.
Trust me.
Put down the coffee.
It's gone cold anyways.
Never gone this long between hipster coffee shops.
First time out west? - Next stop's mine.
- You live here? No, not anymore.
Funeral.
My uncle's.
I'm Kiersten.
What'd you say your name was again? There's so many of them! You said they can't attack the house! They figured out how to get around the bedrock! I got the gun, Daddy.
Let's close our eyes and sing Mama's lullaby.
Just until the bad guys go away.
Daddy! Oh, Christ! That's it, I'm gonna burst.
No.
Time to introduce Chestnut Latte to the badlands.
Kiersten don't go out there.
Why? It's dark.
Pretty and smart.
We're gonna get along just fine.
- Did you hear that? - Yeah.
Whoa! Hello? - What's going on? - Sit down.
Everyone, sit down.
We're leaving.
I've heard this before.
- Wolves? - Something's outside.
Yeah, a passenger! - We have to do something! - Yeah, drive! - Come on! - We can't just leave her! You'd have to be nuts to go out there.
- Let's go! - Come on! Assholes! Hey! If you hurt her, I'll kill you! Kiersten? Let her go! We're armed! Poorly.
Oh, my god! Aaah! Ugh! Aaah! What do you want from me? Ugh! Head rush.
AAAH! AH! Haha! Welcome home, Wynonna.
- Where exactly? - Just outside the city limits.
- And the cause again? - Maybe animal attack.
- OK.
And your name is? - My name? Nope.
Curtis was not a handsome man.
When I first lay eyes on him at the cookout, I said to my sister, "Just how closely related are his parents? But he was loyal.
Traits folk nowadays might find old-fashioned boring.
Thing is, with Curtis, I was never bored.
Not once.
What are you doing here? Salt of the earth You're late, as usual.
I'm so sorry, Gus.
I thought you were in Spain.
Greece, when I heard.
Listen, I know Purgatory's country and all, but is that legal to bury your husband in the garden? Only thing Curtis loved more than me was his tomatoes.
Who am I to separate soul mates? They said it was a stroke.
Bullshit! He was still tossing hay bales like a teenager.
Champ was with him, but he didn't see what happened.
Hardy "Rodeo Champ" Champ? Yeah.
He's a good kid.
Gus, when they found Curtis, was he still intact? Wynonna! - I just want to find out what happened.
- He died.
Please, Wynonna, let it go.
For once.
It was a really nice eulogy.
Runaway? Whore? Who knows what kind of trouble this girl got herself into? Spoken like a man who finds a lot of dead girls.
And you've had three of 'em in the past six months.
So you find "Kiersten's" head yet? Which agency did you say you were from? See those skid marks? This isn't the kill site.
- Driver said two of 'em got off the bus.
- OK, so where's the other body? And these lacerations - defensive wounds? - Bite marks from scavengers.
We have an overpopulation of coyotes this summer.
Winter will thin out the pack.
You plan to be here that long, Mr ? Dolls.
Deputy Marshal Dolls.
And I'll be here as long as it takes.
Well, then welcome to the bustling metropolis of Purgatory where nothing lives but cattle and cowboys.
And maybe the occasional Greek goddess.
What'll I tell the locals happened out here? Runaway hooker.
Coyote attack.
Anything but the truth, right? Well, either I'm sucking fumes out of the back of Willie Nelson's tour bus or Wynonna Earp just walked into my bar.
Hey, Shorty.
How's business? Mechanical bull broke a month ago.
Chippendales' night was a bust.
Not to mention this shit about a dead runaway.
Rule number 1: You never get off the bus.
I did.
You were there? Did you tell the cops? Why I'm here.
Phoned it in anonymously.
Uh-huh Two stints in juvie, a summer riding with the Banditos, and I'm still wanted for questioning in the Bleaker case.
My relationship with law enforcement es un poco complicated.
How about un poco of liquid courage? Alright, just one, yeah.
I gotta focus.
I'm here for Gus, and Curtis.
Somebody knows what really happened to my uncle.
Where have you been, Wynonna? - As far from here as I could get.
- Lucky you.
If I could leave Purgatory, I'd never come back.
Why would Wyatt Earp choose to settle in this shithole? My money's on the deep genepool.
Well, maybe your great-great-grandpappy got a few lucky shots in at the OK Corral and fled before they found out he was a fraud.
Didn't he marry a whore? - An actress.
- Oh, oh, shit! She's probably the one who gave Doug Holliday the clap that done him in.
Hahaha! Doc! Doc Holliday, dumb-ass.
And it was tuberculosis that killed him, you ignoramus.
This coming from the pair of tits so insane, so cursed? What did you say? Getting beat up by a girl again, Carl? Champ! My hero.
- Sweet.
- Listen, uh, I was hoping I could talk to you about what happened to my uncle.
Bring those lips, we can, uh, "talk" all night long.
You didn't pay me a second glance in high school.
Hey, you were kind of a freak.
You have no idea.
Well Shorty lets you stay above the bar, huh? Yeah, I, uh got a key.
Oh it's impressive.
Ooof.
.
So, ummm You ran ranch security with Curtis, but didn't bother to make his service? Yeah, I, uh, - hate funerals.
- Ugh! Tell me about it.
Gus mentioned you were the one who found his body.
- Yeah.
Speaking of bodies - Hmm? Mad hot.
Alright, Champ.
Yeah.
Maybe it wasn't such a good idea.
- Do you know what time it is? - Yeah.
Time for you to tell me how Curtis died.
He.
.
he just did! Oh no.
Don't make me get rough! This ain't rough? Look, uh, I heard screaming and screaming, and I ran.
Called the Sheriff.
And when they found him, his head had been torn clean off! Listen, you washed-up rodeo clown.
Who did it? What did you see? Cattle mutilations, lights in the hills, strange marks in the dirt.
Owww! He died on your land, Wynonna! The homestead? Show me where.
I'm not going back there.
You're in this with me now, "Champ.
" And no one else is gonna save you.
Oh! Except his girlfriend, you skank! Why don't you slip into something more comfy, huh? Like a coma! Worst birthday ever! Wynonna? Hey, sis.
You grew out your hair.
Did you plant our birthday gifts? - Oh yeah.
- Haha! Oh, hey, Carl.
I heard you talked to Wynonna at Shorty's.
Brought up the Earp Curse.
I didn't mean nothing.
We can't have you running off your mouth before we get what we need.
Can we, pal? - C'mon, Malcolm.
- Hehe! If you can't hold your tongue Oh I will.
Now we stick to the plan, then we kill the girls.
Got it? Got it? Mm-hmm.
What are you doing in town? I mean, besides my boyfriend? I wasn't gonna "do" anyone, least of all that man-child.
I'm trying to find out what happened to Curtis.
Oh, and you can do better.
- Small town, limited dating options.
- Yeah.
I remember.
- Hey! God! - Ow! What? It's been three years.
God! Come here! You couldn't tell me you were coming? I wasn't.
Then, Uncle Curtis sent me an email.
What? What did it say? "They've caught up with me.
" I knew it wasn't a stroke.
It's starting again, isn't it? We need that gun.
- OK, I'm not doing this.
- Wyatt Earp's gun.
- Same one disappeared the night - Told you, never talk about it! - And I don't! - Good! Best advice you ever gave me.
Well - only advice, really.
- Hey, I was a kid! OK? I couldn't I couldn't look after myself, let alone What, your bratty little sister? You know, it's about the only thing I've ever done right.
Leaving me behind? - Yeah, it gave you a chance.
- Right Yeah, well, I'm not 6 anymore, OK? Look, I could help.
We could fight - this thing, this curse together! - Waverly, there is no curse on Wynonna Earp? If my parole officer's asking, then no.
Is there somewhere that we can go talk? We got your call.
And I think that this belongs to you.
So, you wanna tell me exactly what happened on that bus? Am I being charged with something? 'Cause, trust me, having to ride the bus is punishment enough.
A girl is dead Ms.
Earp.
- I had nothing to do with that.
- I know.
I spoke to the bus driver.
He was scared.
He said he heard something that spooked him, and that you and Kiersten were the only ones that fled the bus.
I'm sorry, I'm, uh Drunk? Lost.
Are you FBI? I didn't quite recognize the badge.
And you've seen a lot of them given your criminal record.
Juvenile record.
And that's supposed to be sealed when an offender turns 18, and I'm 26 Happy birthday.
By the way.
U.
S.
Marshals, huh? You don't have jurisdiction up here.
Cross-border task force.
What's with the charcoal star? Good eye.
Denotes the Black Badge Division.
Is that some kind of covert branch? We monitor specific activity that has recently flared up in this area.
What kind of activity? Unexplainable.
I either need way more or way less of this stuff, I'll tell ya.
You know what I think, Earp? I think you saw what killed Kiersten.
Yeah.
Coyote, - a big one.
- Is that the story you're sticking with? Where'd your sister go? You leave her out of this.
I just want to thank her for my coffee.
You see, the thing is, Wynonna, our division doesn't really see a lot of survivors, - so any information that you have - Yeah, - on how you outran - I got your card.
Thanks.
I'm sure you're getting this all the time, but is it like "Earp" as in ? Good ole Wyatt.
Yep.
He was my great-great-grandfather.
The greatest gunslinger that ever lived.
You a good shot too? I don't do guns.
Couldn't hit a lawman at zero paces.
Fortunately.
He seems nice.
As a swift kick to the box.
So your 27th birthday.
It doesn't mean anything, Waverly.
Oh yeah? Then why do you look so spooked? Huh? - Tell Gus I'm taking the truck.
- What? Where are you going?! Home.
They say Wyatt took down 77 outlaws with this gun.
And all those outlaws are resurrecting as revenants coming for us.
They won't rest until they gain freedom from their earthly prison.
- You'll stop them, Daddy! - You'll get 'em.
Willa is the eldest, the next Earp heir destined to inherit Wyatt's abilities.
Because the only thing that can put these demons down again is you.
- You said they can't attack the house! - They figured out how to get - around the bedrock! - What's happening? I got the gun! There are so many of them! There's seven of them! Willa! No! Shotgun won't work.
He needs Wyatt's gun.
- I won't let them hurt anyone.
- Good.
Because the only thing that can put these demons down again is you.
Waverly was right.
We need that gun.
And I'm talking to my truck.
Good news: she took the bait.
She'll fetch it for us.
Are you gonna ask to borrow my stuff? I noticed you already borrowed all my whiskey.
I know Curtis may have stood for all that, but then, he was soft on you.
He was a good man, and he deserved better than what happened to him.
Something took his head, Gus.
- Something or someone - Oh, Wynonna I know who killed him, - and I got a plan.
- That's not what I meant.
You got that wild look in your eyes.
You're manic, paranoid.
Probably off your meds, hm? What's next? More demons? Yeah, I might be certifiable.
Got the paperwork to prove it.
But something awful is happening in Purgatory, and it has everything to do with my last name! You're not the only Earp in town.
Waverly has worked so hard just to get out from under your shadow.
- I know it's your birthday so - Don't worry about that.
Enough for a one-way ticket back to Athens.
So this is your gift for me? And for your sister.
I love you, Wynonna but you're as broken as they come.
Hello, Earp.
Thirsty? No.
This old well dried up a long time ago.
Much like my tolerance for stalkers.
No, really, are you following me? Happened to be driving by.
- Well, if you wanted a date - I don't.
- Ouch.
- But I might be the one person that can help you.
Thanks, but I'm more of a make-everything-worse kind of gal.
Gonna get worse.
You think the thing that killed Kiersten is just gonna let you live? Not if I'm already gone.
Earp, I know what you know.
OK Well, you don't know me, Deputy.
Talk to the locals, they'll tell you.
- Yeah, that you're mental, a bad seed.
- Mm-hmm.
Aw, you forgot scary good in bed.
What do you want from me?! I need someone that knows the area, its people.
I want you to join my squad.
Work for the right side of the law for once.
- You must be desperate.
- The situation's desperate.
OK.
Well, I don't do authority, alright? These days, I barely do sober.
Then I recruit Waverly.
People in town rave about her.
I told you to leave her out of this! Clearly, I'm talking to the wrong sister.
Yeah, you're all talking to the wrong sister! They took the good one into the hills.
and slaughtered her! What was her name? Willa.
I saw what being law did to my father.
Whatever you've heard getting deputized's what did him in.
My bosses consider what's happening here in Purgatory urgent, and they will do whatever it takes to protect their interests.
Well, good for them.
So, what did you go down an old dried-up well to get, Earp? Don't follow me again.
Had it up to here with surprises.
Willa! You can't help! You aren't the heir! Shotgun won't work.
He needs Wyatt's gun.
No! No! No! No! No! Argh! Ugh! Daddy! Get ready for awesome, little Cindy.
OK, maybe if I get a little closer.
Shit! The black sheep returns.
Jesus! Waddle along now, Nedley.
Sheriff Sheriff Nedley.
You keeping your fluffy hindquarters clean or should I frisk you for old times' sakes? Wouldn't risk it.
We both know you're one grope away from a heart attack.
Best stick to internet porn and the certainty of dying alone, don't you think? Why'd you even come back, Wynonna? Haven't the people who love you suffered enough? Probably.
Waverly? Champ? I told you.
I'm ready to help.
What the sweet hell is this? That? That's just the basics.
Look.
Everything I could find about our family.
You know, Wyatt Earp the people he killed.
Look.
You're supposed to be normal, Waverly.
- You're supposed to be safe! - Ow! You know, I scoured every library, every archive in the country, and you know what I never found? A reason why I can't break the curse.
OK.
How about 'cause your scrapbooking habit - has taken a terrible turn?! - Good one.
Oh, my God! Is that Wyatt's gun? You knew where it was this whole time?! Yeah, I was 12.
Panicked, I threw it away.
My God, it's beautiful! Ow! It's old, it doesn't shoot straight, and it's worth enough to buy us both a chrome condo 5000 miles from here.
This is our home, Wynonna.
I'll protect it, even if you won't.
- You'll die! - Not if I have this! Look, we can use it Ow! We can use it - to kill our enemies! - "Enemies"? Waverly, the only person this gun ever killed was Daddy! When I shot him! - You were trying to save him.
- Ah? - It was an accident.
- Yeah.
And it ruined my life! Not gonna let it ruin yours.
Pack this shit up.
This time, you're coming with me.
Oh, yeah, run! Always do.
I'm serious.
I'm taking the 6 a.
m.
bus with or without you.
Right You know, of all the things I've ever wanted to call you you're such a coward.
Don't forget fraud.
Mercy me.
Now is that what I think it is, little lady? Let me guess.
Wyatt Earp fan? Came to see the place where he drank? You know what? Let your freak flag fly free.
Oh, I am free.
Free as a bird, and it's sublime.
OK.
I ain't seen a Buntline Special in years.
May I? You may not.
I do reckon I know that gun.
Wyatt Earp christened it "Peacemaker.
" You a collector? Only of poker chips and hearts.
Engraving his own initials? Seems rather gauche.
Doc Holliday had it done to celebrate his best friend's 50th kill.
Sounds like he was soft on Wyatt.
"Peacemaker.
" Haha! It's pretty rich.
Do you have any idea how many people he killed with that thing? Are you implying Wyatt Earp was a hypocrite? I'm saying crazy runs in the family.
My apologies.
I did not realize I was speaking with an Earp.
Bona fide.
Yeah, I just figured you were a prostitute.
Prostitutes get paid for it.
He was good at killing, so they called him hero.
What kind of person wants to be a gunslinger? Wyatt Earp wanted to be a farmer.
30 seconds in the OK Corral, and a gunslinger he was made.
Sometimes, life chooses for us.
Your outfit's adorable.
Ma'am.
Gus? Just came to say goodbye.
Gus? Gus? Gus! Oh, God! They took Waverly.
You'll fix this.
He said, "Tomorrow high noon.
" You're supposed to be following me! - I called the number on your card 50 times.
- I heard and I'm very sorry about Gus.
- She's in intensive care, Dolls.
- And I assure you, we are monitoring the situation.
"Monitoring"? - I need to find who took my sister.
- You know who took your sister.
Officially, coyotes; and unofficially, demons.
You said it.
You actually said Yes.
They had me committed.
They had me sent away! We can find them, Dolls.
How? They can blend in.
They look just like us.
- You won't help my sister? - Wynonna she's already dead.
You don't even know where they took her.
Sure, I do: where this whole thing began.
- There gonna be trouble? - If you don't move.
Shorty, I need the best ride in your stable.
I got a young black beauty.
Packs a real sweet kick.
- Guess you missed your bus.
- Yeah, kind of over busses.
- Hanging in there? - It's terrible! You pricks are worm food now! Aaah One more step and Little Sis takes a short drop into oblivion.
You got a name, revenant? Well, back in your great-great-grandpappy's day, I was known as Malcolm Ramaker, entrepreneur.
An outlaw.
You know, I remember the exact moment in 1866 when Wyatt Earp had me hung for murdering my business partner.
Too bad the hangman didn't set the noose very snug.
It took 14 long minutes for me to die.
- Yeah, and now you're back.
- Yes! And not alone! Boys! I know you two.
You're - you're local.
- Some of us are.
You see, when the Earp heir turns 27, those of us killed by the last one, well, we resurrect.
A little more demonic than the time before, but, one way or the other, we all end up in Purgatory.
- Why'd you kill, Curtis? - To lure you back.
Get you to fetch what we needed.
- Peacemaker.
- Hahaha! Please, get us the gun.
Don't do it, they'll kill you! They'll try.
Hey! OK.
OK.
Here goes.
Look.
Alright? All yours.
Take the bike too.
John.
- OK? - Oh, Lordy, you are the most pathetic heir we have ever had! That's me.
Now cut her down! You Welch on a deal; you don't get to ride.
- Somebody, shut her up! - Carl, you grab Wynonna.
We're gonna have two dead Earps for the price of one.
How the hell do you start this thing? Ah! Like this.
- Deep breath, baby girl! - What?! Now! Ah! You think you can best me?! I am gonna put you in the ground like it's my job.
'Cause you know what? I'm starting to think it is.
True, you may have the one gun that could bring me back to hell, but I'm gonna take your baby sister with me, - you stupid, crazy bitch! - Wanna know how batshit I am? Nobody shoots my family, but me.
Oh! You are the heir.
Sealed with a lead kiss.
- You OK, baby girl? - Yeah.
Alright.
Oh, Jesus.
OK.
Carl! - Stupid Carl! - Alright, make this Freaking work?! Ahhh, nuts! What? You brought backup?! - Oh! - Yeah.
Hey, you came back for me.
Duh! I'm nuts, remember? Come on! Get in! Couldn't get a bigger truck? Nope! - You good? - Yeah.
Gus is getting discharged tomorrow.
I put fresh flowers in her bedroom.
God! What happened to Wyatt Earp to make us deserve this? You're really staying this time, aren't you? That's why they call it a curse.
Well, looks like you're not the only one sticking around.
Big city, leather loafers: douche.
Great butt though.
Yep.
- Let's talk.
- You're serious?! That's a first-degree murder charge of Kiersten Lesko and not to mention, you're also wanted for questioning in an open B&E case.
- This is blackmail, you dick! - This is big government.
You went up against demons twice and you survived.
We want you.
- Get in line.
- So your first job is simple: identify and eradicate Wyatt Earp's kills.
Revenants.
My daddy always called them revenants.
Before they leave the territory and have the chance to slaughter every man, woman and child in this country.
- They can't leave Purgatory.
- Oh, wait a minute.
Are you telling me the demons are trapped here? - It's classified.
- Cute.
Dolls, thank you for coming for us.
You know, covering us from the trees.
It's Deputy Marshal Dolls.
Things will go a lot smoother if you follow my lead.
I highly doubt that.
- And I'm picking my own team! - Got a team Deputy.
Welcome to the Black Badge Division.
He's actually letting you stay here? Well, it seems that way.
You'd be more comfortable in town with your own kind.
I reckon I'm the only one of my kind left.
Some of the boys are claiming it was you up in the hills who shot Carl, provided cover for the heir.
The heir to what? Wynonna is one thing: a disgrace to the Earp name.
I'm warning ya, just keep to the outskirts.
And miss the reunion? That's not a reunion it's a war party.
Yah! - Fuck, fuck yes! - Get over here!
Trust me.
Put down the coffee.
It's gone cold anyways.
Never gone this long between hipster coffee shops.
First time out west? - Next stop's mine.
- You live here? No, not anymore.
Funeral.
My uncle's.
I'm Kiersten.
What'd you say your name was again? There's so many of them! You said they can't attack the house! They figured out how to get around the bedrock! I got the gun, Daddy.
Let's close our eyes and sing Mama's lullaby.
Just until the bad guys go away.
Daddy! Oh, Christ! That's it, I'm gonna burst.
No.
Time to introduce Chestnut Latte to the badlands.
Kiersten don't go out there.
Why? It's dark.
Pretty and smart.
We're gonna get along just fine.
- Did you hear that? - Yeah.
Whoa! Hello? - What's going on? - Sit down.
Everyone, sit down.
We're leaving.
I've heard this before.
- Wolves? - Something's outside.
Yeah, a passenger! - We have to do something! - Yeah, drive! - Come on! - We can't just leave her! You'd have to be nuts to go out there.
- Let's go! - Come on! Assholes! Hey! If you hurt her, I'll kill you! Kiersten? Let her go! We're armed! Poorly.
Oh, my god! Aaah! Ugh! Aaah! What do you want from me? Ugh! Head rush.
AAAH! AH! Haha! Welcome home, Wynonna.
- Where exactly? - Just outside the city limits.
- And the cause again? - Maybe animal attack.
- OK.
And your name is? - My name? Nope.
Curtis was not a handsome man.
When I first lay eyes on him at the cookout, I said to my sister, "Just how closely related are his parents? But he was loyal.
Traits folk nowadays might find old-fashioned boring.
Thing is, with Curtis, I was never bored.
Not once.
What are you doing here? Salt of the earth You're late, as usual.
I'm so sorry, Gus.
I thought you were in Spain.
Greece, when I heard.
Listen, I know Purgatory's country and all, but is that legal to bury your husband in the garden? Only thing Curtis loved more than me was his tomatoes.
Who am I to separate soul mates? They said it was a stroke.
Bullshit! He was still tossing hay bales like a teenager.
Champ was with him, but he didn't see what happened.
Hardy "Rodeo Champ" Champ? Yeah.
He's a good kid.
Gus, when they found Curtis, was he still intact? Wynonna! - I just want to find out what happened.
- He died.
Please, Wynonna, let it go.
For once.
It was a really nice eulogy.
Runaway? Whore? Who knows what kind of trouble this girl got herself into? Spoken like a man who finds a lot of dead girls.
And you've had three of 'em in the past six months.
So you find "Kiersten's" head yet? Which agency did you say you were from? See those skid marks? This isn't the kill site.
- Driver said two of 'em got off the bus.
- OK, so where's the other body? And these lacerations - defensive wounds? - Bite marks from scavengers.
We have an overpopulation of coyotes this summer.
Winter will thin out the pack.
You plan to be here that long, Mr ? Dolls.
Deputy Marshal Dolls.
And I'll be here as long as it takes.
Well, then welcome to the bustling metropolis of Purgatory where nothing lives but cattle and cowboys.
And maybe the occasional Greek goddess.
What'll I tell the locals happened out here? Runaway hooker.
Coyote attack.
Anything but the truth, right? Well, either I'm sucking fumes out of the back of Willie Nelson's tour bus or Wynonna Earp just walked into my bar.
Hey, Shorty.
How's business? Mechanical bull broke a month ago.
Chippendales' night was a bust.
Not to mention this shit about a dead runaway.
Rule number 1: You never get off the bus.
I did.
You were there? Did you tell the cops? Why I'm here.
Phoned it in anonymously.
Uh-huh Two stints in juvie, a summer riding with the Banditos, and I'm still wanted for questioning in the Bleaker case.
My relationship with law enforcement es un poco complicated.
How about un poco of liquid courage? Alright, just one, yeah.
I gotta focus.
I'm here for Gus, and Curtis.
Somebody knows what really happened to my uncle.
Where have you been, Wynonna? - As far from here as I could get.
- Lucky you.
If I could leave Purgatory, I'd never come back.
Why would Wyatt Earp choose to settle in this shithole? My money's on the deep genepool.
Well, maybe your great-great-grandpappy got a few lucky shots in at the OK Corral and fled before they found out he was a fraud.
Didn't he marry a whore? - An actress.
- Oh, oh, shit! She's probably the one who gave Doug Holliday the clap that done him in.
Hahaha! Doc! Doc Holliday, dumb-ass.
And it was tuberculosis that killed him, you ignoramus.
This coming from the pair of tits so insane, so cursed? What did you say? Getting beat up by a girl again, Carl? Champ! My hero.
- Sweet.
- Listen, uh, I was hoping I could talk to you about what happened to my uncle.
Bring those lips, we can, uh, "talk" all night long.
You didn't pay me a second glance in high school.
Hey, you were kind of a freak.
You have no idea.
Well Shorty lets you stay above the bar, huh? Yeah, I, uh got a key.
Oh it's impressive.
Ooof.
.
So, ummm You ran ranch security with Curtis, but didn't bother to make his service? Yeah, I, uh, - hate funerals.
- Ugh! Tell me about it.
Gus mentioned you were the one who found his body.
- Yeah.
Speaking of bodies - Hmm? Mad hot.
Alright, Champ.
Yeah.
Maybe it wasn't such a good idea.
- Do you know what time it is? - Yeah.
Time for you to tell me how Curtis died.
He.
.
he just did! Oh no.
Don't make me get rough! This ain't rough? Look, uh, I heard screaming and screaming, and I ran.
Called the Sheriff.
And when they found him, his head had been torn clean off! Listen, you washed-up rodeo clown.
Who did it? What did you see? Cattle mutilations, lights in the hills, strange marks in the dirt.
Owww! He died on your land, Wynonna! The homestead? Show me where.
I'm not going back there.
You're in this with me now, "Champ.
" And no one else is gonna save you.
Oh! Except his girlfriend, you skank! Why don't you slip into something more comfy, huh? Like a coma! Worst birthday ever! Wynonna? Hey, sis.
You grew out your hair.
Did you plant our birthday gifts? - Oh yeah.
- Haha! Oh, hey, Carl.
I heard you talked to Wynonna at Shorty's.
Brought up the Earp Curse.
I didn't mean nothing.
We can't have you running off your mouth before we get what we need.
Can we, pal? - C'mon, Malcolm.
- Hehe! If you can't hold your tongue Oh I will.
Now we stick to the plan, then we kill the girls.
Got it? Got it? Mm-hmm.
What are you doing in town? I mean, besides my boyfriend? I wasn't gonna "do" anyone, least of all that man-child.
I'm trying to find out what happened to Curtis.
Oh, and you can do better.
- Small town, limited dating options.
- Yeah.
I remember.
- Hey! God! - Ow! What? It's been three years.
God! Come here! You couldn't tell me you were coming? I wasn't.
Then, Uncle Curtis sent me an email.
What? What did it say? "They've caught up with me.
" I knew it wasn't a stroke.
It's starting again, isn't it? We need that gun.
- OK, I'm not doing this.
- Wyatt Earp's gun.
- Same one disappeared the night - Told you, never talk about it! - And I don't! - Good! Best advice you ever gave me.
Well - only advice, really.
- Hey, I was a kid! OK? I couldn't I couldn't look after myself, let alone What, your bratty little sister? You know, it's about the only thing I've ever done right.
Leaving me behind? - Yeah, it gave you a chance.
- Right Yeah, well, I'm not 6 anymore, OK? Look, I could help.
We could fight - this thing, this curse together! - Waverly, there is no curse on Wynonna Earp? If my parole officer's asking, then no.
Is there somewhere that we can go talk? We got your call.
And I think that this belongs to you.
So, you wanna tell me exactly what happened on that bus? Am I being charged with something? 'Cause, trust me, having to ride the bus is punishment enough.
A girl is dead Ms.
Earp.
- I had nothing to do with that.
- I know.
I spoke to the bus driver.
He was scared.
He said he heard something that spooked him, and that you and Kiersten were the only ones that fled the bus.
I'm sorry, I'm, uh Drunk? Lost.
Are you FBI? I didn't quite recognize the badge.
And you've seen a lot of them given your criminal record.
Juvenile record.
And that's supposed to be sealed when an offender turns 18, and I'm 26 Happy birthday.
By the way.
U.
S.
Marshals, huh? You don't have jurisdiction up here.
Cross-border task force.
What's with the charcoal star? Good eye.
Denotes the Black Badge Division.
Is that some kind of covert branch? We monitor specific activity that has recently flared up in this area.
What kind of activity? Unexplainable.
I either need way more or way less of this stuff, I'll tell ya.
You know what I think, Earp? I think you saw what killed Kiersten.
Yeah.
Coyote, - a big one.
- Is that the story you're sticking with? Where'd your sister go? You leave her out of this.
I just want to thank her for my coffee.
You see, the thing is, Wynonna, our division doesn't really see a lot of survivors, - so any information that you have - Yeah, - on how you outran - I got your card.
Thanks.
I'm sure you're getting this all the time, but is it like "Earp" as in ? Good ole Wyatt.
Yep.
He was my great-great-grandfather.
The greatest gunslinger that ever lived.
You a good shot too? I don't do guns.
Couldn't hit a lawman at zero paces.
Fortunately.
He seems nice.
As a swift kick to the box.
So your 27th birthday.
It doesn't mean anything, Waverly.
Oh yeah? Then why do you look so spooked? Huh? - Tell Gus I'm taking the truck.
- What? Where are you going?! Home.
They say Wyatt took down 77 outlaws with this gun.
And all those outlaws are resurrecting as revenants coming for us.
They won't rest until they gain freedom from their earthly prison.
- You'll stop them, Daddy! - You'll get 'em.
Willa is the eldest, the next Earp heir destined to inherit Wyatt's abilities.
Because the only thing that can put these demons down again is you.
- You said they can't attack the house! - They figured out how to get - around the bedrock! - What's happening? I got the gun! There are so many of them! There's seven of them! Willa! No! Shotgun won't work.
He needs Wyatt's gun.
- I won't let them hurt anyone.
- Good.
Because the only thing that can put these demons down again is you.
Waverly was right.
We need that gun.
And I'm talking to my truck.
Good news: she took the bait.
She'll fetch it for us.
Are you gonna ask to borrow my stuff? I noticed you already borrowed all my whiskey.
I know Curtis may have stood for all that, but then, he was soft on you.
He was a good man, and he deserved better than what happened to him.
Something took his head, Gus.
- Something or someone - Oh, Wynonna I know who killed him, - and I got a plan.
- That's not what I meant.
You got that wild look in your eyes.
You're manic, paranoid.
Probably off your meds, hm? What's next? More demons? Yeah, I might be certifiable.
Got the paperwork to prove it.
But something awful is happening in Purgatory, and it has everything to do with my last name! You're not the only Earp in town.
Waverly has worked so hard just to get out from under your shadow.
- I know it's your birthday so - Don't worry about that.
Enough for a one-way ticket back to Athens.
So this is your gift for me? And for your sister.
I love you, Wynonna but you're as broken as they come.
Hello, Earp.
Thirsty? No.
This old well dried up a long time ago.
Much like my tolerance for stalkers.
No, really, are you following me? Happened to be driving by.
- Well, if you wanted a date - I don't.
- Ouch.
- But I might be the one person that can help you.
Thanks, but I'm more of a make-everything-worse kind of gal.
Gonna get worse.
You think the thing that killed Kiersten is just gonna let you live? Not if I'm already gone.
Earp, I know what you know.
OK Well, you don't know me, Deputy.
Talk to the locals, they'll tell you.
- Yeah, that you're mental, a bad seed.
- Mm-hmm.
Aw, you forgot scary good in bed.
What do you want from me?! I need someone that knows the area, its people.
I want you to join my squad.
Work for the right side of the law for once.
- You must be desperate.
- The situation's desperate.
OK.
Well, I don't do authority, alright? These days, I barely do sober.
Then I recruit Waverly.
People in town rave about her.
I told you to leave her out of this! Clearly, I'm talking to the wrong sister.
Yeah, you're all talking to the wrong sister! They took the good one into the hills.
and slaughtered her! What was her name? Willa.
I saw what being law did to my father.
Whatever you've heard getting deputized's what did him in.
My bosses consider what's happening here in Purgatory urgent, and they will do whatever it takes to protect their interests.
Well, good for them.
So, what did you go down an old dried-up well to get, Earp? Don't follow me again.
Had it up to here with surprises.
Willa! You can't help! You aren't the heir! Shotgun won't work.
He needs Wyatt's gun.
No! No! No! No! No! Argh! Ugh! Daddy! Get ready for awesome, little Cindy.
OK, maybe if I get a little closer.
Shit! The black sheep returns.
Jesus! Waddle along now, Nedley.
Sheriff Sheriff Nedley.
You keeping your fluffy hindquarters clean or should I frisk you for old times' sakes? Wouldn't risk it.
We both know you're one grope away from a heart attack.
Best stick to internet porn and the certainty of dying alone, don't you think? Why'd you even come back, Wynonna? Haven't the people who love you suffered enough? Probably.
Waverly? Champ? I told you.
I'm ready to help.
What the sweet hell is this? That? That's just the basics.
Look.
Everything I could find about our family.
You know, Wyatt Earp the people he killed.
Look.
You're supposed to be normal, Waverly.
- You're supposed to be safe! - Ow! You know, I scoured every library, every archive in the country, and you know what I never found? A reason why I can't break the curse.
OK.
How about 'cause your scrapbooking habit - has taken a terrible turn?! - Good one.
Oh, my God! Is that Wyatt's gun? You knew where it was this whole time?! Yeah, I was 12.
Panicked, I threw it away.
My God, it's beautiful! Ow! It's old, it doesn't shoot straight, and it's worth enough to buy us both a chrome condo 5000 miles from here.
This is our home, Wynonna.
I'll protect it, even if you won't.
- You'll die! - Not if I have this! Look, we can use it Ow! We can use it - to kill our enemies! - "Enemies"? Waverly, the only person this gun ever killed was Daddy! When I shot him! - You were trying to save him.
- Ah? - It was an accident.
- Yeah.
And it ruined my life! Not gonna let it ruin yours.
Pack this shit up.
This time, you're coming with me.
Oh, yeah, run! Always do.
I'm serious.
I'm taking the 6 a.
m.
bus with or without you.
Right You know, of all the things I've ever wanted to call you you're such a coward.
Don't forget fraud.
Mercy me.
Now is that what I think it is, little lady? Let me guess.
Wyatt Earp fan? Came to see the place where he drank? You know what? Let your freak flag fly free.
Oh, I am free.
Free as a bird, and it's sublime.
OK.
I ain't seen a Buntline Special in years.
May I? You may not.
I do reckon I know that gun.
Wyatt Earp christened it "Peacemaker.
" You a collector? Only of poker chips and hearts.
Engraving his own initials? Seems rather gauche.
Doc Holliday had it done to celebrate his best friend's 50th kill.
Sounds like he was soft on Wyatt.
"Peacemaker.
" Haha! It's pretty rich.
Do you have any idea how many people he killed with that thing? Are you implying Wyatt Earp was a hypocrite? I'm saying crazy runs in the family.
My apologies.
I did not realize I was speaking with an Earp.
Bona fide.
Yeah, I just figured you were a prostitute.
Prostitutes get paid for it.
He was good at killing, so they called him hero.
What kind of person wants to be a gunslinger? Wyatt Earp wanted to be a farmer.
30 seconds in the OK Corral, and a gunslinger he was made.
Sometimes, life chooses for us.
Your outfit's adorable.
Ma'am.
Gus? Just came to say goodbye.
Gus? Gus? Gus! Oh, God! They took Waverly.
You'll fix this.
He said, "Tomorrow high noon.
" You're supposed to be following me! - I called the number on your card 50 times.
- I heard and I'm very sorry about Gus.
- She's in intensive care, Dolls.
- And I assure you, we are monitoring the situation.
"Monitoring"? - I need to find who took my sister.
- You know who took your sister.
Officially, coyotes; and unofficially, demons.
You said it.
You actually said Yes.
They had me committed.
They had me sent away! We can find them, Dolls.
How? They can blend in.
They look just like us.
- You won't help my sister? - Wynonna she's already dead.
You don't even know where they took her.
Sure, I do: where this whole thing began.
- There gonna be trouble? - If you don't move.
Shorty, I need the best ride in your stable.
I got a young black beauty.
Packs a real sweet kick.
- Guess you missed your bus.
- Yeah, kind of over busses.
- Hanging in there? - It's terrible! You pricks are worm food now! Aaah One more step and Little Sis takes a short drop into oblivion.
You got a name, revenant? Well, back in your great-great-grandpappy's day, I was known as Malcolm Ramaker, entrepreneur.
An outlaw.
You know, I remember the exact moment in 1866 when Wyatt Earp had me hung for murdering my business partner.
Too bad the hangman didn't set the noose very snug.
It took 14 long minutes for me to die.
- Yeah, and now you're back.
- Yes! And not alone! Boys! I know you two.
You're - you're local.
- Some of us are.
You see, when the Earp heir turns 27, those of us killed by the last one, well, we resurrect.
A little more demonic than the time before, but, one way or the other, we all end up in Purgatory.
- Why'd you kill, Curtis? - To lure you back.
Get you to fetch what we needed.
- Peacemaker.
- Hahaha! Please, get us the gun.
Don't do it, they'll kill you! They'll try.
Hey! OK.
OK.
Here goes.
Look.
Alright? All yours.
Take the bike too.
John.
- OK? - Oh, Lordy, you are the most pathetic heir we have ever had! That's me.
Now cut her down! You Welch on a deal; you don't get to ride.
- Somebody, shut her up! - Carl, you grab Wynonna.
We're gonna have two dead Earps for the price of one.
How the hell do you start this thing? Ah! Like this.
- Deep breath, baby girl! - What?! Now! Ah! You think you can best me?! I am gonna put you in the ground like it's my job.
'Cause you know what? I'm starting to think it is.
True, you may have the one gun that could bring me back to hell, but I'm gonna take your baby sister with me, - you stupid, crazy bitch! - Wanna know how batshit I am? Nobody shoots my family, but me.
Oh! You are the heir.
Sealed with a lead kiss.
- You OK, baby girl? - Yeah.
Alright.
Oh, Jesus.
OK.
Carl! - Stupid Carl! - Alright, make this Freaking work?! Ahhh, nuts! What? You brought backup?! - Oh! - Yeah.
Hey, you came back for me.
Duh! I'm nuts, remember? Come on! Get in! Couldn't get a bigger truck? Nope! - You good? - Yeah.
Gus is getting discharged tomorrow.
I put fresh flowers in her bedroom.
God! What happened to Wyatt Earp to make us deserve this? You're really staying this time, aren't you? That's why they call it a curse.
Well, looks like you're not the only one sticking around.
Big city, leather loafers: douche.
Great butt though.
Yep.
- Let's talk.
- You're serious?! That's a first-degree murder charge of Kiersten Lesko and not to mention, you're also wanted for questioning in an open B&E case.
- This is blackmail, you dick! - This is big government.
You went up against demons twice and you survived.
We want you.
- Get in line.
- So your first job is simple: identify and eradicate Wyatt Earp's kills.
Revenants.
My daddy always called them revenants.
Before they leave the territory and have the chance to slaughter every man, woman and child in this country.
- They can't leave Purgatory.
- Oh, wait a minute.
Are you telling me the demons are trapped here? - It's classified.
- Cute.
Dolls, thank you for coming for us.
You know, covering us from the trees.
It's Deputy Marshal Dolls.
Things will go a lot smoother if you follow my lead.
I highly doubt that.
- And I'm picking my own team! - Got a team Deputy.
Welcome to the Black Badge Division.
He's actually letting you stay here? Well, it seems that way.
You'd be more comfortable in town with your own kind.
I reckon I'm the only one of my kind left.
Some of the boys are claiming it was you up in the hills who shot Carl, provided cover for the heir.
The heir to what? Wynonna is one thing: a disgrace to the Earp name.
I'm warning ya, just keep to the outskirts.
And miss the reunion? That's not a reunion it's a war party.
Yah! - Fuck, fuck yes! - Get over here!