Hatfields & McCoys

How old was little Sarah Elizabeth?

She was just shy of a year.

Lined with blue velvet.

Yeah. Yeah, she'd like that.

This'll do, Mr. Goodpasture. I'll give you some time.

She'll rest easy in that. Yeah.

Poor little girl.

Do you think me and Sarah Elizabeth

will recognize each other when I get to heaven?

I suspect your brothers are taking care of her, you'll recognize them.

They done murder.

They might not get there.

We need to go.

It's Ransom. Oh!

You sent for me? Saddle the horses.

I got me a tip about

[BED BANGING AND WOMAN MOANING]

three good Christian Hatfields we gonna apprehend.

We go now, cross the river quick, they won't have time to hide.

I'll round up the men posthaste.

You coming?

He will be. Ah! Ah! Yeah, come on! Unh!

#... washed in the blood of the lamb #

# Are you fully trusting In His grace this hour? #

Brother. That's Tom Chambers, get him.

What is this? His brothers. There he is, him too.

You can't do this. Who's the next one?

What is this?

This is a house of God.

Ma'am.

Let's get out of here, boys.

# Are you washed in the blood? #

# In the soul... #

Whoa.

Whoa.

What's all the ruckus?

Folks are celebrating Mr. Phillips' success.

He hasn't caught Devil Anse yet.

He's poorly.

Got pleurisy.

Jim.

Ain't you a sorry sight.

Want I should come back later? Speak your mind.

Phillips' gang raided services at the Tug Fork church.

Seized Tom Chambers, and the Mahon brothers.

Smacked Preacher Garrett for no apparent reason.

Anse, they are shoving it in our face.

Yeah.

Any word from your man, John B. Floyd?

Governor Windy ain't doing shit.

Too busy letting lawyers get in his ear.

Getting his back up against these New York muckrakers calling us

a savage mountain tribe.

It's up to us, like always.

What do you propose?

Cut off the head of the snake.

Be awful treacherous going after Frank Phillips.

He's got an army around him.

No, he's... He's the fangs.

We gotta kill Randall McCoy.

I'm Attorney Perry Cline, Esquire.

I represent you till the court deems it necessary

to appoint a public defender.

You think we got a better chance if we keep you on as our lawyer?

Well, it's up to you.

I do know the circumstances of the case better than anyone.

Yeah.

Now, these stamped envelopes are to contact your family members

to assure them you're being well-treated.

And to arrange payment of my retainer.

It's $50 cash, receivable at my office.

You killed my sons.

Your murdering sons.

Not guilty till proved innocent. Men like you who deserved a fair trial.

I pray you hang.

I will supply the lumber for the gallows and I will tie the knot on your rope.

And when your neck snaps, I will rejoice

as you are sent to boil in eternal damnation's hellfire.

A merry Christmas to you too, sir.

You all right, Ma?

You hear that?

Hear what? Shh.

They'll come from over there.

Who will?

Hatfields. They'll come from over there.

Ma, Hatfields...

Ma, Hatfields hiding out from Bad Frank.

They ain't gonna come across this side of the river.

Let's go inside, huh?

No one's coming tonight.

It's not tonight I speak of.

We're hunted like animals by hired trash.

Uh-huh.

Family and friends kidnapped and murdered,

the law stood by.

Law's done nothing.

Even so, if there was anything...

Anything I had that by giving it...

I could end this bloody struggle, I would give it gladly.

I would give my life if it would end this.

He would not.

What I will not give...

is one more drop of this family's blood.

So tonight...

this New Year's Eve

we end this forever.

I's with you, Mr. Hatfield.

You ain't coming, Billy.

You ain't ready.

Thank the stars, I ain't too late.

Lots of time, Johnse.

We all just waiting for your pa to finish his coughing fit.

We can be there by dawn...

make our approach with the sun at our backs.

Time of the morning, the day it is, they won't expect nothing.

We harm no one we don't have to.

Once Randall sees how it is, he'll surrender himself

to protect the others from harm.

We take him alive.

Thought we was getting rid of him.

Once Randall McCoy is extradited as our prisoner-of-war...

we execute him here, in West Virginia.

The state where he committed his crimes...

as is proper.

Unh!

I'm not dizzy.

Stepped on a stone or something.

Yeah, I know.

We still gotta get you to the doc.

No, there's no time. You're too sick, Pa.

We can do this.

Okay. Damn.

Anse...

it'd be a worthless trip

if you start coughing like that and give us all away.

No one but Randall taken.

And him not harmed.

Him not harmed.

Or you answer to me.

All right, y'all, saddle up.

Go to bed, Anse, we'll get Randall.

MAN 2; Hyah! Hyah!

MAN 3; Hyah! Hyah!

Randall.

Wake up.

They're here.

Shh. Ah!

What is it, Poppy?

Get them children down. Get down. Get down. Go on, go on.

May hell be my heaven,

I will kill any man who goes back on me.

This powder will burn.

All right, as planned, go on now, go on.

Pa said just Randall.

We take him back over the Tug to West Virginia.

You think Randall McCoy's gonna let himself get took live?

We gotta try. Randall McCoy!

Your final day has dawned!

Save your family.

Surrender yourself.

You hear me?

Your final day has dawned.

Jim. Jim. We got all sides covered now.

Every door, window and rat hole.

Ain't nobody gonna get out without us seeing them.

Who's got the back? Cotton Top.

Ugh. Johnse's with him.

All right, I'll go check them out.

We got your whole farm surrounded, McCoy.

Might as well come on out. Get down.

Do it now and we spare your family. I seen that Jim Vance.

Cap Hatfield and others out of sight taking cover.

How many? Fifteen, probably more.

Go on, go on. Get behind and sit.

Go on.

Don't shoot unless they do, or someone charges.

Can't get a good shot noways.

Shh!

Shh.

Sorry.

I got this tune stuck in my head. Where's Johnse?

He said to watch the back is all I know.

Don't let no one out.

Watch the back.

Randall McCoy...

come on out and face the day

or else I have to burn your house down.

You want your little ones consumed in fire?

Shh. They're all right. Don't listen.

Their wee bodies a-hissing and a-steaming?

Randall!

Go out the back. Run for the woods. I gotta go out there.

If I can get a showdown with Jim, maybe the others will back down.

Randall, he'll shoot you down like it was nothing.

I'm begging you, husband, slip out the back while you can.