1923

I've been here since 1894.

My concern is survival.

You're no God, Jacob Dutton!

Spencer, this ranch

and your legacy are in peril.

You must come home and fight this war.

You're a hunter.

Where does the next adventure take you?

Where I'm going is dangerous.

Let's look

death in the eye, then, shall we?

- -

I've sworn

to kill the Indian in you

and will keep my word.

What are you doing?

Making war.

I have compassion but I have no mercy.

Bring her back to me.

I want the whole valley.

I'm a man of my word!

Aah!

- You need to read this. - You read it.

"War has descended upon this place."

I fear everything your parents

fought so hard to build

is being ripped from us.

I need to book passage to America.

I do not yield, you Yankee scum!

Take this man to the brig.

- Spencer! - I love you, Alex!

I will come to you!

Dear Spencer...

we have sold the last of our herd,

keeping only four bulls

and 100 heifers,

the seeds with which

you must rebuild the ranch

that trickery

and laws drafted by loan sharks

have stripped from us.

The road to Bozeman is snowed over now,

passable only on horseback.

Our movement is restricted to the lodge

and the pastures around the barn until spring.

We dare not kill a beef, so the men hunt.

Gone are the great feasts of summer.

It is stews

and stale bread

and the bland fuel of sustenance.

Like the bear,

we hibernate,

impatiently awaiting spring and your return.

What time is the hearing?

First thing in the morning.

I'll be back tomorrow night.

Don't kill yourself racing back to me in a blizzard.

If there's a blizzard,

I'll ride it out in the comfort of the hotel.

You mean the speakeasy beneath it?

That's exactly what I mean.

You know the Parkers in Livingston?

I know the Parkers.

Mary Parker told me they have a telephone in their house.

In her house.

Can you imagine?

When Albert goes to Bozeman,

he can stop by the telegram office and for a nickel,

he can call Mary at her house

so she knows he got there safe.

Yeah, with Albert's sense of direction,

that seems like a good plan.

Well, no, uh, you know, I'm just saying,

would be nice to know that you got there safe

instead of hoping you made it safe

and wondering and worrying.

Well, if you weren't worrying about me,

you'd be worrying about something else.

Yes, but that would be a worry of my own choosing.

- - Not one that you chose for me.

This trip is not a choice. It's a duty.

So I'm just gonna say I will not allow today

to be the last time I see your face.

Thank you.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- Whoa! Whoa! -

They're fresh this morning.

Take those horses down the hill. I'll meet you at the barn.

Back to the barn?

- There's a lion on the porch. - A lion?

Yeah.

Come on, go.

Get.

Look here,

I don't want to shoot you

and you don't want to get shot.

I need to know,

are you up here to get warm

or are you

hunting your next meal?

What you doing?

Why are you standing on the porch

- scowling at the mountains? - Hmm.

It was just here.

It wasn't after us.

Well, that's comforting.

Now you have something to worry about as well.

I'm always worried, honey.

- Got kerosene? - Yes, sir.

Matches?

Ain't much good without 'em.

What's funny?

A certain trial starts tomorrow.

Trial about what?

Did you know that the honey bee

kills more people each year

than the rattlesnake?

More than the grizzly?

It's the accumulation of thousands

of little stings which killed the bee as well,

I might add.

They sacrifice themselves.

The trial's just another little sting.

I think we should bring our little doll

out to play.

Don't you think? Would you like that?

Yes.

Go get her.

Go on, get her.

No need to dry off.

I rather prefer you wet.

Wake up.

Look at me.

You only get punished

if you don't try hard.

That's all.

But if you try...

really hard...

we'll give you a surprise.

Where do you think you're going?

I thought I'd go to town with you.

Stay with your mother.

There's nothing to do in Livingston.

There's nothing to do in Bozeman either.

It's below zero, huh?

How about you read a book?

I'll be back tomorrow.

Huh? We'll do something.

When do I get to meet him?

- Him who? - Your partner.

You don't need to meet men like him.

He's that bad?

When you lay down with dogs, Banner,

you stand up with fleas.

All our lives, we've had nothing.

Now we have something.

And it ain't fleas.

We have money.

Soon we'll have land.

And that boy will have a future.

I'll lay with the devil to give him that.

Don't feed it too much.

Don't feed? What do I feed?

You put too much coal.

Pipe gets too hot, it expands and blows.

Then we die. The ship sinks.

I put too much?

You are putting too much.

What is this "feed"?

Feed is food, no? To eat?

Yes.

And the boiler

is eating too much.

Ah.

Okay, okay, I understand.

You make a-a joke with the words.