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Deliverance.
The Wild West. This is it.
Howdy!
This is it.
Howdy, Tex.
Is the Mayor up here?
Deliverance, Mr. Piles,
is not just some small town
waiting for the railway to pass through
to give it some sense of life.
No, no, no, Deliverance is the epitome
of the American Dream.
It is not some Sin City
of libations and fornication.
It is the heart of all future prosperity.
When that railroad comes through,
we are not simply building a train station.
We are building a whole railroad service yard.
We're gonna mine coal in those hills.
We have found a seam of coal that is so wide you could drive...
Mr. Mayor, I have some questions.
Yes, please, Mr. Piles.
I am happy to answer
any question you have, just go right ahead.
I came looking for wild stories of the Wild West.
- Things like that. - Yes, certainly
Well, Mr. Piles, I'm afraid you'll find Deliverance
a lot less wild than you've been lead to believe.
- Finished? - Mm-hmm.
Dad, can you read us a story?
Why don't you go pick one out, all right?
Dad will be in in five minutes.
Okay.
That's good.
It's late in the season for this much snow.
We read that yesterday.
You know, that snow's gonna turn to mud.
Just like the got down in the city.
It might be June before we can start planting.
We'll make do.
We always find a way.
Goddamn bear's back!
Be careful.
We're gonna figure this out.
Let's read that.
What was that?
Vince?
You two stay put.
Vince?
All right, get under the bed.
Get under.
Are you sad, children?
Do you miss your mother and father already?
Don't worry.
You'll join them soon enough.
No, no, no!
Let go of me!
Ow!
William!
So the railway's coming to Deliverance.
The man said it, and it's true.
Uh, Sheriff, if you and Sadie
want to spend the night, I got a free bed for you.
Well, I appreciate the offer.
But my lady Sadie here
prefers her own bed at night.
All right.
Bid you good night.
Easy.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Why don't you go on and check on the little ones?
I'll-I'll finish up down here.
Okay?
All right. Good night.
Good night, folks.
Lock up tight, you hear?
With all that's been going on, best be careful.
All right, Sheriff.
Sheriff, evening.
Night, Mayor.
Night, Sheriff.
Aren't you cashing in your chips a little early
leaving tomorrow?
Look, Mayor,
if I don't find the "wild" in the West soon,
my paper's gonna cut me lose.
Yeah.
Deliverance is about the quietest town
on the frontier.
That's an understatement.
When that rail service comes in next week,
there'll be a whole lot more going on.
Well, I can't wait that long.
Hmph.
You better be sleeping.
What's wrong?
We-
we saw somebody outside.
What?
Unh!
Aah!
Please...
don't hurt my children!
I'll do anything.
Mom, please!
Anything!
That's what I'm counting on.
Sally!
No!
Please leave them alone!
That's far enough!
This here is a good town.
And I'm the law here, young fella.
Get your hands off of me!
Now you let those children go this damned instant!
You let the children go!
Now...
you drop those guns.
I said drop them!
Aah!
I am Franklin Holden, Mayor of...
My house is at your disposal.
Excuse me, sir.
My name is Newton Piles.
I'm with the Chicago Chronicle.
I'm writing stories about the West.
Tell me, Mr... Piles.
Is telling stories your reason to live?
Uh, yes.
Then bear witness
to the greatest story ever told.
Bernadette?
Bernadette!
Vince!
Bernadette!
William! Jessie!
You better have something interesting to say, mister.
Easy now.
The young'uns ain't here.
I can see that. Where are they?
My guess is they're with Billy the Kid and his gang.
Never seen him take prisoners before though.
That ain't the work of no bandits.
Billy the Kid, he ain't no bandit.
He ain't even human.
He's some sort of... some sort of creature.
A creature of the night.
Now you mind
putting that pig sticker away now?
Please?
Look-hey, easy.
He's been real busy.
These folk... they kin to you?
As close as it gets for me.
Where did he brings those children?
If they're alive, I'm betting they're in Deliverance.
Say...
seeing how you and I have...
similar interests here...
maybe you and I should think about teaming up.
I ride alone.
Hey, there's gonna be
an awful lot of those bloodsuckers.
A woman alone won't be able to handle it by herself.
Your fly's open.
Now hold up there, Missy.
You discharge a single round from your weapons
in my town,
you, me, and Sadie here
will be having ourselves a conversation.
Now if you're a pretty lady looking for some work,
we got ourselves some nice business folk
who pass through here.
And the railroad line's coming soon.
Might want to get a pretty dress.
Have yourself a bath.
And do you hair up real nice-like.
You talk to Martha over at the Pig.
She'll point you in the right direction.
And I might even drop in and pay you a visit myself.
Keep an eye on her.
With pleasure.
I think I'm going to enjoy this.
Hey, hey, hey, I'm telling you
I've been chasing that son of a bitch for six months.
And there he was.
I sees him clear as day!
Hey, hey, hey. Thank you.
Go on, sweet thing, go on!
Ha ha ha ha! Anyway...
I sees him as clear as day.
And I says, "I don't care who thinks
"this cocksucker is as dangerous
"as folks say he is.
"I don't care nothing about how many men
they say he shot."
The only thing I plum care about
is where I got my gun aimed.
Both barrels aimed right at him I had.
And then I tells him,
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