Gallowwalkers

Legend goes that somewhere beneath these mountains lies

a gateway between heaven and hell.

It is said that a sacred sisterhood guards this portal,

and the power of their prayers keeps the damned from tormenting the living.

Trouble with the damned is...

They never stay put.

My son!

We'll make a man of him, hey, Red?

What's wrong with ya?

Be a man!

Good to see you again.

Where is he?

Boss is careful where he goes.

We've had a little trouble.

Why so many horses?

Boss sent Red and me...

Now, there's just me.

Like I've said, we've had a little trouble.

You brought two too many.

I didn't bring that one.

Do you remember me?

Where is he?

He did not come.

Still, he eludes you.

God's not gonna save ya!

I was to meet him here.

I have nothing but...

Most times, when you bring a man to justice,

the axe swings, the noose tightens,

that's it.

Out here, they come back.

Harder to kill.

The way I finish them? Rip out their heads.

As for these men?

Target practice.

Might I say that, among my many miracles and holy relics,

I do carry certain apothecary goods.

In these forbidding parts, I sense a woman is a rarity.

Which means a man must improvise.

What piece of you can I buy for a dollar?

My pity.

I was being kind.

I like my men... heartless.

Get back to your post.

Well?

- That was clever. - Fancy bitch!

You a thief?

- You don't look like a thief. - I'm a dancer.

So, where'd you learn a trick like that?

Ballet school.

You know if you cross his path again, he's liable to kill you.

Death ain't the worst thing that can happen to you.

You ever heard of "The Gallowwalkers"?

This special tonic will cure all ailments,

and keep the Undead at bay.

Dang priest! Alright, the wagon's here. Get 'em all up!

- Move! Come on! Get in line! - Get up!

- Move it! - Come on!

- Move! Get up! - Come on, you piece of shit!

Come on, move your ass! Come on, get in here!

What's a girl gotta do to get rescued around here?

You that good, or was that a lucky shot?

Lucky for you.

- So now I owe you? - Now you owe me.

You got a job in mind?

Yes.

Sir?

Do you know where we are about?

"Enoch's Hammer".

It sounds like a church tower, a place of tolerance.

They will look kindly on one of their own. Yeah?

So cruelly treated, so manifestly wronged!

Do you know this place?

I have family there. 7 brothers and sisters.

All in the same grave.

Whoa... Whoa there!

Brothers and sisters of Enoch's Hammer!

Eternally pure of heart.

We have gathered here to bear witness to God's justice,

on the wicked and the damned.

Bow now your golden heads and pray for their souls.

- Come on! - Get down!

- Come on! - Move it!

- Get! - Get up before I give you some!

Come on, little darlin, get up! Get up!

Welcome, pilgrims!

I do not call you "prisoners".

Nor do I call these "gallows".

These are the gates of your salvation.

For this sacrifice...

God has chosen you...

as the lamb.

Just as he chose me...

to help these righteous people spread justice across the land.

- I was once a sinner... - Damn right, you were!

Cherry Gaza.

- Y'all virgin eater! - You whore of Babylon!

You painted cat!

You womb of vipers!

The smell of Jezebel has no power over me now!

When I saw the devil rise up from his grave...

Sir, to whom do we plead our case?

- St. Peter! - You can not hang us without a trial!

I can and I will!

You've already been judged and found wanting in the eyes of the Lord.

It's through His mercy that he brought you here to be cleansed, by the rope.

Just as he cleansed me when I saw the devil!

Rise from the gutter!

I'll be needin' a shirt.

We've only got one color, sir.

You can't go wrong with white.

I'll do my best, sir. We keep more out the back.

Kiss Cut. And you must be...?

What do ya' think? Is it me?

- How many? - 5.

Alright, stranger.

I'm gonna have to see your face.

The cuffs are a little long.

Bring 'em in.

"And hell came forth with chains and whips"

"The Horseman of the Apocalypse".

I'm not takin' another step until you give me some answers.

I'm standin' right here.

You see this? My fuckin' hands hurt.

Put it on.

Can you do it with your left?

Half now,

half when you finish the job.

How many more?

It doesn't matter.

Only matters if it's too many for you.

You gonna give me some answers about those things?

Now that's startin' the story...

at the end.

It begins with a whore.

She's with child when the mines dry up, so she becomes a thief.

But not very good.

She's headed for the gallows when Sisters of San Diablo find her.

They take her in and teach her the secrets of the dead.

When the boy child is born they tell her: "You must give him up."

"The Gateway to Hell is no place to raise a child."

So she sends him to an orphanage.

And there... he grows. And grows...

and grows...

Until the clock strikes 12.

And then they tell him: "You're a man. You must leave."

But where...?

A widowed woman meets him,

likes him, takes him in.

She is the mistress of a slaughter house.

She teaches him a trade, puts food on the table.

Loves him.

And raises him with...

her daughter.

A beautiful daughter.

He grows to love the daughter.

She is his to protect.

One sunrise, she tells him: Go with mother to sell the skins.

"Don't worry, I can take care of myself".

He leaves her.

5 men ride by...

They find her alone...

Go on!

And they make use of her.

You bitch!

She keeps it secret until she can no more.

For now she is with child.

She begs him: Forgive her, forget what has happened to her.

For the sake of the unborned.

She says the men are gone, and to her, they mean... nothing.

But not to him.

No...

For one of them grows inside of her.

Unbearable.

So for a second time, he leaves.

For the next 5 years, he remembers nothing...

but the pain of not being by her side.

He returns to find her dead.

She died giving birth to that...

Child.

They took from him the thing he loved most.

Those who were responsible...

would pay.

Troy?

Son!

Get ready! The boys are sendin' someone!

We're gettin' out of here!

He's here, my darling.

I always hated that bitch!

Please senor! Amigo!

Come on, get us out!

Get us outta here!

Who are you?

Her name...

was Sueno.

- You're late. - Well...

There was some that needed convincing...

this was a good idea.

A bottle of beer is "a good idea".

Wearing a hat in the rain is "a good idea".