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We're riding towards Absolution.
You know how far west we are?
Maybe he's a dummy.
Is there a reason you're not answering my question?
Look here, Pa. He's got iron on his wrist.
He's been shot.
Could be he done broke out of the hoosegow.
Might be worth bounty money.
Might could be.
It's not your lucky day, stranger.
Turn around and start walking.
I said turn around and start walking!
Get out.
Hey! Stay there. Stay!
Hello?
Palms to heaven, friend.
Easy now.
All right. Turn around, nice and slow.
I've been shot.
Only two kinds of men get shot, criminals and victims.
Which one are you?
I don't know.
You got a name, friend?
I don't know that either.
Just what do you know?
English.
Sit down there. Right there.
This your place?
Six days a week it is.
Seventh belongs to the Almighty.
Where'd you ride in from, son?
West.
West?
Well, that's a big place, the west.
Everybody out west as talkative as you?
There we go.
Come on into the light here, son.
Take a pull of that whisky.
Then lay down here and make yourself comfortable.
Well, that is a right odd-looking wound there.
Looks almost cauterized.
All right, this might sting a bit.
Is this a mining town?
Yeah. Well, that was the notion.
People moved on, though. No gold.
All right now, try and hold still.
There we go.
This is no gunshot.
Where'd you get this, son?
I don't know.
I can't rightly absolve you of your sins if you don't recall 'em, can I?
That being said, I've seen good men do bad things
and bad men do good things.
Whether you're gonna end up in heaven or hell,
it's not God's plan, it's your own.
You just got to remember what it was.
All right, put me a finger right here.
Come on.
There you go.
There.
Thank you.
Well, not bad for a country preacher.
It's that damn fool Dolarhyde kid.
Hey! What are you doing?
What are you doing, Percy? There's people up there!
There's no one up there. It's fine.
It's not fine. It's bad enough he drinks for free.
Now he's got to shoot up the place?
Wait, what was that, Doc?
Nothing. He didn't say anything. Everything's okay.
Please go back inside.
Shut up.
I want to hear what you said. "It's bad enough" what?
You ungrateful for our business?
'Cause if it wasn't for my pa's cattle,
there'd be no money going through this town!
There'd be no meat on your tables! And your doors would be closed!
I don't mean no disrespect to your father, Percy. You know that.
Of course not. But you ask me to pay.
Come here, let's settle up.
Come here.
Hey.
Hey, kid, I don't want any trouble. I'm just trying to...
Better pick up your glasses, Doc, before someone steps on them.
Stop!
I'll pay the bill. I'll pay the goddamn bill!
All right, son! He said he meant no disrespect.
We're just trying to make a living now. Come on.
You know what, preacher? You just gave me an idea.
I know it ain't Sunday, folks,
but what say we take up a collection for the poor man?
Now, who's got money?
Come on. In the hat.
Much obliged.
Now, I'm sorry Doc's bad fortune
has to be taken out on you good people. In the hat.
That's mighty Christian of you.
Hey.
You, too.
You want to watch where you point that thing before you get hurt.
Listen...
I'm gonna give you the benefit of the doubt, because
maybe you don't know who I am.
- Come on. - Get off of me!
Hey, you!
I'm warning you.
Are you all right?
Where the hell did he come from?
Where the hell did he come from?
What the hell is going on here?
It was an accident. He came out of nowhere.
And he dry-gulched me. He tried to make me look like a fool.
It wasn't my fault, Sheriff.
Damn it, Percy. You crossed the line this time. I gotta lock you up.
Taggart.
You know that's not a good idea.
Well, I'm afraid I got no choice, Nat.
Nat?
Nat, you son of a bitch, where you going?
Don't worry. I'll tell your father about what happened today.
You burned the coffee again, Mickey.
Well. Tell you what, Ed. Next time, you can make the coffee.
- Okay. - All right.
Why don't you take it easy on that Taos Lightnin', Murphy?
Mr Dolarhyde don't like drinking on the job.
Mr Dolarhyde don't like drinking on the job?
I don't give a rat's ass what the high and mighty Colonel Dolarhyde don't like!
I don't care how many Indians he put under neither.
You sure do flap your gums a lot when the boss ain't around.
I'd say it to his face if he was here!
Colonel Dolarhyde.
I'm gonna tell you something, boys.
Money makes you soft.
Where the hell's that coach?
Coach? What coach?
You shot a deputy, Percy.
Federal Marshal's bringing you to Santa Fe.
Federal Marshal?
Sheriff, have you lost your mind?
My pa is on his way down here.
You better let me out of here before things get out of hand.
Sheriff, it was an accident! It's not like I'm Jesse James!
Son of a bitch.
Sheriff?
Hey, could you put that on Percy's tab?
Fifty cents.
Just kidding with you, there, Doc.
- Hey. - Why is there no soap in here?
Why do you put the dirty dishes over here?
I like 'em over here.
I can take 'em over if...
- I don't need you... - Why don't you rest?
I don't need to rest. I got customers.
I got no respect in this town.
That's not true, okay?
It's not... I just didn't want you to get shot, that's all.
You want to leave?
No. This is your dream. I'd follow you anywhere.
I thought it was our dream.
God damn it!
Hey, Charlie, why don't you play something festive?
It's like a funeral in here!
What are you doing with me anyway?
Why don't you be with somebody who can protect you?
I can't even protect myself.
Hey, you don't have to prove anything, okay?
Okay? I love you.
I'm not a child.
Whisky.
On the house, for what you did.
I'm just here to drink.
- Do I know you? - No.
My name's Ella.
Where'd you get your bracelet?
There something you know about me, lady?
You don't remember anything, do you?
What do you want?
I know you're looking for something.
So am I.
Well, good luck to you.
Move away.
Jake Lonergan.
You mind following me over to the office,
so we can have us a little chat?
I think you've got the wrong man.
Well, I'm gonna need you to come with us all the same.
Wouldn't do that if I was you.
No!
I don't want any trouble.
Rise and shine.
You're in trouble now.
You're gonna burn.
Yeah, my pa is coming for me.
He learned how to kill a man good and slow in the war.
I am going to watch you suffer
for a long,
long,
long time.
You thought that cheap shot in the pecker hurt?
Please! I didn't kill your cattle.
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