Hell on Wheels

He thinks you're the white spirit.

I was lost in the wilderness

after them Irish boys run me out of town.

Was near death when yellow dog

and his men...

They found me.

I am the white spirit.

Allow me.

Igluwiyeya.

Gently!

Thomas?

Can you hear me?

Thomas?

I telegraphed your wife.

She's going to meet you in Chicago.

I hope that's some comfort to you.

Stay... with me.

No, I can't.

Your wife.

Please.

Somebody has to stay here.

Keep your railroad running.

Lil... Lily, if...

if I don't make it...

Shh. No, Thomas.

We'll go to Chicago.

You'll be on the mend in no time.

You hear me?

You going somewhere?

Yeah, I'm seeing Mr. Durant to Chicago.

You think it's wise traveling in your condition?

My condition ain't none of your business,

Mr. Ferguson.

Come on.

Mr. Durant don't need you.

Like hell he don't.

He asked for me himself.

And he's paying me. Just like he pays you.

Only difference being, I don't got to kill nobody.

So when you coming back?

Maybe I won't. Maybe I'll stay in Chicago.

What do you suppose they going to make you in Chicago?

What do you mean by that?

I'm just saying, this is where you belong, girl.

Tell me you're coming back.

I got a train to catch.

Where are you going?

Going to find doc.

Good. They'll be underway soon.

Doc ain't getting on that train.

- What? - You read that telegram.

Weston's on his way and that train don't leave for two hours.

I got to get him out of here right now.

Thomas could die.

Doc will die if I don't get him on this horse.

Now if you'll excuse me.

Thomas saved your life.

He saved your life,

and now you're just willing to let him die?

Well, look on the bright side... at least now you won't have to share his bed no more.

Don't you dare talk to me like that!

Calm down.

You're hurting me.

Who's Lieutenant Weston?

That right there is the man who was going to execute me.

Now he's coming for you.

Finds out you're on that train, he's going to have men

waiting to arrest you in Chicago.

I'm staying with my patient.

They're going to kill you.

Hawkins.

And them boys?

They robbed and they killed.

And I patched them up so they could go out and do it again.

You think this is going to make up for that?

It's a start, son.

All right, I can respect that.

Just promise me...

you'll get off that train before it gets to Chicago.

I promise.

All goes well,

you won't see my sorry ass again.

How's he doing?

His fever came down a little.

Good.

Maybe it's breaking.

Think he's going to make it?

Ahh.

This fever keeps breaking,

he's got a good chance.

He's a strong man.

That surgery?

It would have killed most men half his age.

How far along are you?

What?

The baby.

Um... 3 months,

or so.

You got a man?

Doc, what I got is a whole lot of heartache.

Ruth.

Ruth?

When I woke this morning,

this was laying by the end of my bed.

And it was open to this page,

and there was a passage marked.

Jesus said to them, "if you don't have a sword,

sell your cloak to buy one."

What does it mean?

Have you seen father?

No.

What do you suppose he's up to?

I don't know.

Damn!

Just stay with him.

Keep him calm. Keep him calm.

Hey! You got any firearms on board?

Try the desk!

Get in there.

Aah! Get in there!

I'm putting it down. I'm putting it...

Fine!

The glory of the lord will be revealed,

and all people will see it.

For the mouth of the lord has spoken.

You... you need to tell me

what's going on here.

Well, you'll have this manifesto

published on the front page of the "New York Tribune".

You're insane.

I won't do it!

Everyone on board the train dies.

Starting with her.

No...

No, please... please! Please.

You... you win.

You win, Reverend, you win, you win.

I'll do it.

That thing is going to take hours to telegraph.

I have all the time in the world.

Well, I don't think he does.

Well, you better just keep him alive.

For your own sake, doctor.

You wanted to see me?

Look at this.

It's from Thomas' train.

All of them are.

How's he sending telegrams from a moving train?

I have no idea.

But Thomas didn't write it, I'm sure of that.

Listen to this...

"the crimes of this guilty land

can only be purged away with blood."

Let me see that.

Who'd have written this?

It's John Brown.

John...

Count 3 rifles.

Those our rifles?

Looks like it.

Eva's in there.

Yeah, well, so is doc. Get your weapon down.

Need to get onboard that train and find out what we're dealing with.

Hey, you in there!

That you, Bohannon?

Damn it.

That's right, Reverend.

Need to come aboard.

I think not.

Please, Reverend.

All I want to do is talk.

See?

Keep pecking on that thing, chicken man.

Reverend...

What are you doing?

What's going on in here? Huh?

Reverend?

You been drinking?

Not a drop.

Well...

say let me buy you one, huh?

Let's go to the Starlite.

How'd you know the train had been stopped here?

Council bluffs wired.

Train was supposed to pull in an hour ago.

So...

How's everybody else doing?

They're fine.

Why don't you let me take a look, Reverend?

I want to make sure nobody's been hurt.

- I don't think so. - It's all right.

All right, ok.

That's good.

That's good.

Why are you doing this? Huh?

You of all people should understand the situation.

We're fighting an invading force.

Yes, sir.

I know firsthand the firestorm

that's going to rain down on these people.