Hell on Wheels

Maybe we can do one off the books.

Previously on AMCs "Hell On Wheels".

Drop him.

- Any last words? - Go to hell.

- Just need a little more time. - Mr. Swede.

- We're rich brother. - A little pepper powder to the eyes, was it?

He's a killer, I can prove it.

Kill the renegades and terrorize my railroad.

He has to be stopped before he starts a war.

Looks like we just missed them sir.

You knew this was gonna happen.

Hell On Wheels 1x09 "Timshel"

Yes, I know this area quite well.

As I remember, Robert warned you

about laying track here because this area was prone to washouts.

Robert was right. I was wrong.

Is that what you needed to hear?

Well, I've said it.

Now, this section needs to be re-surveyed and re-built.

Can you do it?

Yes.

But it'll have to be re-routed south...

As Robert intended.

Do you see this ridge?

This is solid bedrock.

Yes, but that'll take longer.

You'll have to have your men work faster, doc.

You get paid to build 40 miles of useable road.

If you build here again, it will get washed out again.

Well, it may not rain again for months.

Those are my terms.

Of course, you could always find

another surveyor... Somewhere.

Excuse me.

Black moon...

You're gonna answer for this, you know that.

I should have let my brother kill you.

You should try right now.

Hey! We've had enough killin' for one day.

I don't suppose either of you are keen on joining me?

To do what?

What I came for.

You'll never find them.

We'll see about that.

They know that you're following them.

They'll kill the both of you.

Yeah, we'll see about that, too.

Last chance, Bohannon.

I figured.

What about you?

You don't need his permission.

He's nobody's master anymore.

Go if you going.

Mr. Bohannon... You have to finish this.

What are you talking about?

This. What you came to do.

We came to kill the bastards who derailed the train.

We got 'em.

No one's gonna believe you... Unless you have proof.

You mean scalps?

They're just gonna have to take my word for it.

I ain't bringing back proof.

Not even for $20 a head?

Seems a shame leaving all this money

lying around here for the buzzards, don't you think?

My brother belongs to me.

Don't look at me.

I'm a sinner, Ruth.

You know that better than anyone, don't you?

Father?

No.

You... you let me finish.

I've been wrasslin' with God, Ruth.

And I honestly believe that I was chosen for a great mission.

And that's why I left.

But you failed.

You know, I'd like to think that my work

with John Brown may have... may have helped,

in some small way, to free the slaves.

I didn't say John Brown failed.

I said you failed.

One drop of love...

That's all we needed.

One drop of love would have sustained us.

Now, Ruth, I'm... I'm trying to tell you I'm sorry.

Don't you walk away from me!

Unh!

Unh!

Praise his name, sister.

Praise his name.

Praise!

The McGinnes Brothers Magic Lantern Show.

Back in business!

You know what we forgot, Seano?

We forgot to get a new sign.

There's no more drama, comedy, history, is there?

As usual, brother, I am 3 steps ahead of you.

Painter's due in an hour...

With a new sign by nightfall.

Nell! Nell!

A word!

Now that is a fine door-ful of a woman.

Nell...You know we have an agreement.

Nobody's working, Swede.

When nobody works, nobody gets paid.

If nobody gets paid, then nobody comes to see my...

Aah!

Ahh. Son of a bitch.

Now, we have an agreement.

There's a better way, brother. Aah!

Straight and steady, please, sir.

Yes, ma'am.

Mrs. bell, somebody's coming.

Mrs. bell.

Mr. Bohannon.

What you doin' out here?

Surveying.

I'm helping Durant complete his 40 miles.

We killed the dog soldiers that murdered your husband.

I thought you should know.

So, Robert's death has been avenged.

I'd hoped it would close the hole I feel in my heart.

Ain't nothin' gonna close that up, ma'am.

Ahem. Very impressive, Mr., uh...

Ferguson. Elam Ferguson.

I suppose Mr. Bohannon sent you to collect the bounty.

Bohannon ain't take them scalps.

I did.

I guess I owe you some money, then.

Uh...$10 a scalp, if I remember correctly.

20.

And if you don't mind, I prefer them gold eagles to paper.

Well...

Would you like a drink?

I ain't too much of a drinkin' man.

Hmm. Well... A cigar, perhaps?

Thank you.

Well, please...Sit.

You strike me as a capable man.

I know which end is up.

Well, that is good to know.

Because I am always on the lookout for a man

willing to get his hands dirty from time to time.

A man who's willing to, uh...

Do things off the books, as it were.

I'm looking for a man who wants to be feared and respected.

A man trying to improve his station in life.

Oh, you slay me, honey. You really do.

How's about you stay home tonight?

Whatcha mean?

I means...Why not take a night off?

Maybe take more than a night off.

Are you saying...

I want you to be mine.

None other.

Ferguson, you in there?

Elam Ferguson, come on out here.

You... You son of a bitch.

Mercy.

On the immaculate heart of the sweet virgin herself,

I pray for mercy.

And I beg you to hear me out.

You shot me straight in me gob, Mr. Ferguson.

A shot that would have sent any man to his grave,

but praise the mother's son,

at the last second... An angel reached out...

And she flicked the bullet out of me neck.

I tell you, it's true.

It's the reason I kneel before you now.

Let me show you. Let me show you the hole.

Please, Mr. Ferguson.

Bear witness to a miracle.

As I wandered in the wilderness,

like our lord himself...

I came face to face with me ignorance and cruelty towards you.

And I swore to God almighty that if I survived,

I would come to you on bended knee

and beg for your forgiveness.

Not me.

Her.

Come on out here.

You tell her you're sorry.

I'm sorry, lass.

Sorry as the sorriest sinner.

I should not have harmed you such.

All right, then.

Go on and git.

- Black moon. - Come down.

It's your father.

Father, you're safe.

I come looking for Pawnee killer.

Instead, I find a burial.

Have you nothing to tell me?

I came to do it myself.

Go.

Climb up.

Let's complete the ceremony.

Step right this way, lads, and get an eyeful.

See the loveliest creatures

from the bluest streets of Paris, France. Hey.