Iron Brothers

- On the frontier there are hunters

and the hunted.

For the hunted, their only chance of survival is to blend,

to hide, at times to run.

Though some folks say there ain't no courage in running,

that you're a coward, that you gotta fight,

those folks don't understand,

they don't understand what it means to take a life.

Or to accept that yours is at an end.

They don't know what it's like to be hunted.

To cling on for dear life.

To know that death is around the corner.

Hell, the only thing that matters out here

is making it out alive.

Easy, girl.

It's getting cold.

How was it?

- It was all right, Henry.

Got a couple of rabbits.

Feed us for a few more days.

These furs will be useful, though.

Not for selling but I'll do something with 'em.

Abel, Duke's dead.

Where is he?

He's back there in the corner.

Dog was getting old.

Yeah.

- Probably wouldn't of lasted the winter anyways.

How'd it go for you, though?

Not too good.

Now why is that?

Son of a bitch.

Paid me 4.50 for the whole load.

4.50?

I tried, Abel.

I told him I wasn't gonna stand for none

of this cockamamie bullshit.

- You didn't fight him, did you, Henry?

No, I thought about it.

He had them other two with him.

- Can't have you starting nothin' with Randall now.

- Well who we gonna sell to, Abel?

I don't know.

We gotta meet with Randall, though, again next week.

I need you to polite, I need you to keep your head.

He's all we got right now.

I got a couple more pelts for him this time.

If he's still gonna be stubborn about his offer then...

I guess we'll find someone else.

If there is anybody else.

All right, I'm gonna get a shovel.

Ground's tough.

Your turn.

Come here, Duke.

You know, they say California's full of gold.

Yeah, that's what they say.

Might be more money.

And more digging.

Yeah.

But more money.

Henry, you just got flustered.

We're having to dig a three foot hole.

Now you wanna go digging in California.

For gold.

Well, it's a bigger shovel.

What's wrong with this one?

- Besides, it's not just digging, they call it panning.

Scoop dirt out the bottom of the river and sift it

and then there's little flakes of gold at the bottom.

- Yeah, Henry, I know what panning is.

- Maybe this Spring we head on over there.

Maybe.

- Weighed Lily down for the night.

- I found another Indian out today, Henry.

He looked Shoshone.

I don't think he's alone.

I'm pretty sure they're moving into the valley.

What's that mean for us?

- What the hell happened to the coffee?

- Hey, what's that got to do with the Indians?

- Yeah, when those Indians come, skin your damn head,

I ain't gonna have any coffee to give 'em.

- That's all right, Abel, coffee's always around.

Coffee don't taste too good.

I like it.

Abel, you, you think we gotta

be worried about them Indians?

Well.

Yeah, Henry, I do.

They're starting to worry me a little bit.

- It's gonna be three winters since they left us.

Why you thinking 'bout Pops?

- He'd just always know what to do.

Yeah.

I'll figure it out.

Don't worry.

I don't know, Henry, this isn't really doing it for us.

We'll set these up further downstream.

See if we can get anything.

Yeah, we'll see.

Let's get moving, though.

You cold, girl?

You hold her, Henry,

like she's the only girl you ever held.

She is.

Ain't that right, Lily?

Let's go.

You ready?

Yep.

See you found more coffee.

You're right.

What time did you all arrange to meet?

It's around midday.

All right.

- Is this all I'm bringing this time?

It's just them beavers, right?

Yeah, all four of 'em.

All four of 'em.

Henry?

You gonna be okay all alone this time?

- You gonna be going far this time?

- Just don't get all hotheaded on me.

And no, I'm headed around these mountains.

Probably go down to the river

see if I can find me anything there.

Not much left in these mountains, Henry.

Can't leave you alone for too long, though.

Next thing I know you're gonna get Lily killed.

Hey, Duke wasn't my fault.

Come on, girl.

Yeah, whatever you say.

- Better get more than rabbit this time.

Yep, I'll do my best.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Randall?

Henry.

What'd you bring me?

Got you some beaver.

Four of 'em, to be exact.

Bring it here.

Four pelts?

Yeah.

- I'll give you eight dollars for the lot.

It's twice that.

You think I'm joking?

- Henry, I'm offering you eight dollars,

you take it or you don't, I don't care.

- You ain't gonna do this to me again, Randall.

Do what?

- Quit trying to swindle me, you bastard.

- Henry, beaver just ain't what it used to be no more.

Maybe you'd know that if you

got out of these damn mountains.

- Well it ain't worth two dollars a pelt.

- Look at you, Henry Iron, you can do some math.

Yeah?

I'll just bust in your teeth.

Send your brother next time.

God speed, Henry Iron.

Son of a bitch.

Let's go, girl, let's go.

Ya!

Ya!

Ya, girl, let's go.

No.

No, no, no, no, Lily.

Lily, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Lily.

Hey, go back for Jeb.

Godspeed, Henry Iron.

I'm so sorry, Lily.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry, Lily.

Abel?

Abel?

Hey, Abel.

Where are you?

- Henry, Henry, Henry, Henry, wake up.

Henry, Henry, we need to leave right now.

Get your things ready.

Why?