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WHOA!
WHAT DO WE
HAVE HERE?
OOH-WEE!
WHAT'S A PRETTY LITTLE
FILLY LIKE YOU
DOING
TRAVELING ALL ALONE?
SO LONG,
LITTLE LADY.
HYAH!
GIDDY-UP, NOW!
COME ON! HUP!
COME ON, JOHNNY!
COME ON, ROSY!
COME ON! COME ON!
COME ON!
GIDDY-UP!
GIDDY-UP, NOW!
COME ON! COME ON!
GIDDY-UP! GIDDY-UP!
GIDDY-UP, NOW!
HYAH! HYAH!
HELLO THERE.
HELLO.
WHERE YOU HEADED?
THIS WAY.
HA HA. A FEMALE VAGRANT.
I'M NOT A VAGRANT, SIR.
WELL, THAT'S WHA THEY'D CALL YOU
IN ANY TOWN I KNOW,
IF THEY
WAS BEING NICE.
I'M TRAVELING.
WELL, WHERE
ARE YOU HEADED?
I HAVEN'T DECIDED.
HA! VAGRANT,
LIKE I SAID.
HA HA HA HA.
WHICH WAY
ARE YOU HEADED?
THAT WAY.
HA HA HA HA.
YOU WANT A RIDE?
COME ON.
THAT'S IT.
COME ON.
HERE WE GO.
WHOA! OH, YOU
BEEN LUGGING THIS?
COME ON NOW.
UP WE GET.
THERE WE GO. AHH.
WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!
HA HA HA.
AH, HA HA.
THE NAME'S
STREIGHT HOLLANDER.
JOSEPHINE MONAGHAN.
VERY NICE.
COME ON! COME ON! HYAH!
COME ON! HEY!
AHH!
HA HA HA.
COME ON, NOW,
MAKE YOURSELF USEFUL.
BRING THEM PLATES, HUH?
GIVE I THE LADY'S TOUCH, HUH?
HOW MUCH DO YOU
WANT FOR THIS CHAIR?
HOW MUCH I WORTH TO YOU?
NEARLY NOTHING.
IT'S BROKE.
NEVERTHELESS,
IT'S A SUPERB CHAIR,
AND I'LL ACCEP NO LESS THAN 3.75.
OHH!
WHAT CAN I SELL YOU
TODAY, SOLDIER?
CAN WE SEE YOU,
MISTER?
AH HA, LOOKS LIKE
YOU'RE DOING
THE SELLING TODAY, HUH?
MIND THE STORE,
DAUGHTER.
MORNING.
$3.75 ISN'T SO MUCH.
IT'S A BEAUTIFUL CHAIR.
OH, ALL RIGHT.
THANK YOU.
HYAH!
HYAH!
HOW'S IT GOING
OVER HERE?
I SOLD THE CHAIR.
TO THAT SOURPUSS?
YES.
WELL...
IT LOOKS LIKE YOU
EARNED YOURSELF
A DAY'S PAY.
ALL RIGHT, SIR.
TWO BITS OK?
YES. I BELIEVE
THAT'S FAIR.
ALL RIGHT,
HERE YOU GO.
THANK YOU.
GOOD. HEH HEH.
ALL RIGHT.
FIRST MONEY
I'VE EVER EARNED.
IS THAT RIGHT?
MM-HMM.

OH, COME ON, JOSEPHINE...
READ TO ME.
YOU LOOK LIKE
THE KIND OF GIRL
WHO KNOWS
HOW TO READ.
HAWTHORNE?
EXCELLENT CHOICE,
MR. HOLLANDER.
YEAH.
"THE EVENING BEFORE
"MY DEPARTURE
FOR BLYTHEDALE,
"I WAS RETURNING TO
MY BACHELOR APARTMENTS
"AFTER ATTENDING
A WONDERFUL EXHIBITION
"OF THE VEILED LADY
"WHEN A ELDERLY MAN OF
RATHER SHABBY APPEARANCE
"MET ME IN AN OBSCURE
PART OF THE STREET.
"MR. COVERDALE,
SAID HE SOFTLY,
CAN I SPEAK
WITH YOU A MOMENT?"
BEAUTIFUL READER.
BEAUTIFUL.
"AS I HAVE
CASUALLY ALLUDED
"TO THE VEILED LADY,
"IT MAY NO BE AMISS TO MENTION
"FOR THE BENEFI OF SUCH OF MY READERS
"AS ARE UNACQUAINTED
"WITH HER NOW FORGOTTEN
CELEBRITY
THAT SHE WAS
A PHENOMENON--"
[HORSE WHINNIES]
HYAH!
HERE SHE IS, BOYS!
COME AND GET HER!
COME HERE!
BOYS,
COME AND GET HER!
WHOA!
YOU'RE MINE NOW, LADY!
BOYS!
HYAH!
YA-HOO!
GIVE ME MY MONEY!
I SOLD HER TO YOU
FAIR AND SQUARE!
QUIET, OLD MAN!
HYAH!
[SOBBING]
HYAH!
HYAH!
HYAH!
HYAH!
HYAH!
HYAH!
HYAH!
AAH!
NO!
NO!
HYAH!
HYAH!
AAH!
HYAH!
HYAH!
WHOA! EASY, BOY!
WE'LL FIND YA!
WHAT HAPPENED
TO YOU, GIRL?
HAVE YOU SEEN
TWO SOLDIERS?
THEY CAME BY
ABOUT AN HOUR AGO.
LOOKING FOR A LOS SISTER, THEY SAID.
I NEED TO BUY
SOME THINGS.
YOU DO?
YOU GOT ANY MONEY?
YES.
ALL RIGHT.
DON'T YOU
HAVE ANY DRESSES?
NOT READY-MADE.
THIS IS WHAT WE GOT.
AND NEEDLES AND THREAD.
IT'S AGAINST THE LAW
TO DRESS
IMPROPER TO YOUR SEX.
YES, MA'AM.
MR. MONAGHAN,
THE PORTRAITS SHOULD
BE READY TUESDAY,
IF YOU'D LIKE
TO COME BY FOR THEM?
OR PERHAPS MISS MONAGHAN
COULD COME BY FOR THEM?
AHEM.
GOOD AFTERNOON,
MR. HILL.
GOOD AFTERNOON,
MISS MONAGHAN.
I'VE COME
FOR THE PORTRAITS?
YOU'VE NEVER SEEN
A PICTURE OF YOURSELF?
NO.
YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL.
I THINK I LOOK FUNNY.
MAY I SEE THE OTHERS?
I WANT THAT WHORE
OUT OF MY HOUSE!
OUT OF MY SIGHT!
SHE AND HER BASTARD
CAN DIE IN THE STREET.
HELEN, WILL YOU
KEEP MY BABY?
I DON'T CARE
ABOUT MYSELF,
AS LONG AS
I KNOW
MY CHILD
IS TAKEN CARE OF.
AAH!
IS THIS RUBY CITY?
YEAH.
THAT'S QUITE A SCAR.
I GUESS YOU MUST HAVE
COME A LONG WAY, HUH?
WHAT'S YOUR NAME,
KID?
JO MONAGHAN, SIR.
WELL, I'M LYLE HOGG,
AND THIS HERE'S SAM.
ARE THERE REALLY
RUBIES IN THESE HILLS?
LOOK, KID, THAT'S WHA THE FIRST MAN THOUGHT,
BUT THEY JUST TURNED
OUT TO BE GARNETS.
THE HILLS
ARE FULL OF 'EM.
AND THEY AIN' WORTH MUCH AT ALL.
MOST MEN AROUND HERE
ARE DIGGING FOR GOLD.
I DON'T MIND
STRIKING GOLD.
WHERE CAN I
GET OUTFITTED?
LIVERY STABLE UP
AHEAD, ON THE RIGHT.
YOU CAN'T MISS IT.
THANK YOU,
MR. HOGG, SAM.
THANKS, MARY.
YOU NEED
ANYTHING ELSE?
[BURP]
HERE YOU GO.
THANK YOU, MA'AM.
HOW'S THE STEW,
JACK?
LOOKS LIKE
A BACK-EASTER TO ME.
WELL, HE COULD BE.
BUT HE
DON'T GOT NO MONEY.
WHAT MAKES YOU SO SURE?
WELL, HIS HANDS
ARE CLEAN,
BUT HIS CLOTHES STINK
LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE'S.
IT'S A NICKEL
TO YOU.
LOOKS LIKE
A DUDE TO ME.
I DON'T THINK SO.
COULD BE
TROUBLE.
YEAH.
THE BET'S HOWIE'S.
UH-OH!
WE DON'T LIKE
DUDES AROUND HERE.
WE HAD A DUDE
DROPPED IN HERE
THE OTHER DAY.
HE HAD ON BLACK AND
YELLOW STOCKINGS.
STRIPED.
WE RUN HIM OU OF TOWN, BAREFOOT.
HA HA HA!
I GUESS YOU BETTER
TAKE OFF YOUR BOOT.
TAKE OFF YOUR BOOTS.
NOT SO FAST.
MAYBE YOU GO A KNIFE IN YOUR BOOT.
SEE, FRANK, I TOLD YOU
HE WEREN'T NO DUDE.
THAT'S WHAT I SAID.
NO OFFENSE,
BUT THERE'S NOTHING
I HATE MORE THAN A DUDE.
THEY'VE GOT AS MUCH RIGH TO BE HERE
AS YOU DO, MISTER.
DO THEY, NOW?
WHY DON'T YOU LEAVE THE BOY
ALONE, FRANK BADGER?
HE JUST WANTS
TO GO HIS OWN WAY.
PERCY, WE WERE
JUST BEING FRIENDLY.
FAIR ENOUGH,
PERCY.
FAIR ENOUGH.
GOOD NIGHT...GENTLEMEN.
[SNORING]
THIS GROUND TURNS
TO ICE IN WINTER.
IS THAT WHAT YOU RODE OU TO TELL ME, MR. CORCORAN?
NOT A NUGGE IN SIGHT, HUH?
NO, SIR.
NOT YET.
BUT ANY DAY NOW,
I'M SURE.
MANY DIFFERENT SORTS
OF MEN COME HERE,
AND MOST OF THEM
LEAVE THE SAME--
TIRED, BROKE,
AND HUNGRY.
OH!
WORKING IN THE ASSAY
OFFICE IS ENOUGH FOR ME.
IT'S STEADY PAY
AND A WARM BED.
THEY'RE LOOKING
FOR A HAND, YOU KNOW,
OVER A THE LIVERY STABLE.
ARE THEY?
PRETTY HEAVY WORK
FOR A SLIGHT FELLOW.
YOU'VE GOT TO
SHOVEL A LOT OF MUCK.
I THINK I'VE GOTTEN
THE HANG OF THAT.
I'VE NOTICED YOUR HORSE
IS ALWAYS WELL-TENDED.
THANK YOU, SIR.
THINK THEY'D
LET ME BUNK THERE?
THE HOTEL IS...
WELL...
NOT MUCH ROOM
FOR DECENCY?
EXACTLY, SIR.
I COULD RENT YOU A BED
FOR A SMALL FEE.
I WOULDN' WANT TO IMPOSE.
I'VE GO ROOM TO SPARE, JO.
ALL RIGHT, THEN.
THANK YOU, MR. CORCORAN.
DON'T YOU
KNOW HOW TO COOK?
NOT REALLY, SIR.
GOOD TO KNOW.
SAVED ME QUITE A LO OF MONEY OVER THE YEARS.
PEEL THAT.
AND YOU WON'T HAVE
TO PUT UP WITH A WOMAN
YOUR WHOLE LIFE.
WHAT'S WRONG WITH
HAVING A WOMAN AROUND?
I HAD A WIFE...
FOR A WHILE.
I FOUND WOMEN TO BE MORE
TROUBLE THAN THEY'RE WORTH.
WHAT HAPPENED
TO YOUR WIFE?
DON'T ASK ME
ABOUT THE PAST,
AND I WON'T ASK YOU.
ALL RIGHT.
ONCE A MONTH,
I VISIT THE GIRLS
IN THEIR TENTS.
THAT'S SUFFICIENT.
CHEAPER
IN THE LONG RUN
AND LESS TROUBLE.
I SEE MARY'S EYES
FOLLOW YOU.
WILL YOU
BE COURTING HER?
NO.
YOU'RE MORE LIKE ME,
I THINK.
'CAUSE WE'RE
ALONE, MOSTLY.
MAYBE.
WELL, DUMP THA IN THE POT.
NOW, DON'T TELL ME
YOU'VE NEVER SMOKED?
NO, SIR.
IF I CARED TO KNOW...
I'D WONDER WHERE
YOU COME FROM.
MY FATHER
SMOKED CIGARS.
SORT OF
A RICH MAN, EH?
MMM.
NOW, DON' DRAW TOO HARD.
JUST A LITTLE
AND TASTE IT.
THAT'S IT.
NOW, AS YOU SMOKE...
CLOSE YOUR EYES.
GO ON,
CLOSE YOUR EYES.
THINK ABOU YOUR FUTURE.
[MUSIC PLAYS]
ALL RIGHT,
YOU HARD-ROCK MINERS,
DROP THOSE
PICKS AND AXES.
COME ON OUT,
YOU HARD-MAN MINERS!
WE GOT SOMETHING
BETTER FOR YOU.
OLD DUKE BILLY'S
COMING TO TOWN.
THAT'S RIGHT, GENTS,
COME ON OUT.
DROP THOSE PANS
AND DROP THOSE PANTS.
COME ON OUT, GENTS.
THAT'S RIGHT, DROP THOSE PANS,
DROP THOSE PANTS.
COME ON OUT, BOYS.
COME DOWN FROM THE HILLS.
THAT'S RIGHT.
HEY, DROP THOSE AXES,
GET OFF YOUR ASSES.
GET OUT OF THOSE TENTS.
COME TAKE A LOOK A
WHAT DUKE BILLY
HAS TO OFFER.
COME ON OUT AND MEET ELVIRA.
SHE CAN'T HEAR,
AND SHE CAN'T TALK.
COME AND SEE HER,
IT'S WORTH THE WALK.
[WHOOPING AND HOLLERING]
COME ON IN, GENTS.
BRING YOUR
BOOTS AND BRITCHES.
HERE YOU GO,
MY PRETTY.
THAT'S A LLAMA,
FROM PERU.
[WHOOPING AND HOLLERING]
OH, BOY!
MARY, GO GET ME
A COUPLE OF RABBITS
AND A SACK
OF BEANS, OK?
OK, EVERYBODY,
NOW, THAT'S ENOUGH.
NOW GET THAT HORSE
OUT OF MY SALOON.
GET HIM OUT!
HEY, JO.
HOW ABOUT A DRINK?
NO, THANKS, MR. BADGER.
HEY...
TONIGHT'S THE NIGH YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR.
I DON'T THINK SO.
THIS IS A RARE
OPPORTUNITY, YOUNG MAN.
I'M SURE
YOU'RE RIGHT, SIR.
LITTLE JO, I THINK
YOU SHOULD RECONSIDER.
A MAN CAN GET DISEASES
HE DON'T DO IT REGULAR.
JACK WILKINS,
WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING HERE?
SAME THING AS YOU,
FRANK.
BY GOD, IF YOU
LEFT MY SHEEP...
I LEFT THE DOG.
THEY'LL BE FINE
FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS.
YOU'RE
A SON OF A BITCH!
I HAD ENOUGH.
DRIVE A MAN CRAZY
OUT THERE ALL ALONE.
SHIT!
MR. BILLY,
LOOK AT THIS.
THE WHOLE THING.
THE WHOLE THING, BU I GET NUMBER ONE.
ALL RIGHT, WHAT'S THE NAME,
THERE, WHAT'S THE NAME?
BIG NIGHT TONIGHT,
EH, JO?
MMM.
HEY, OVER HERE!
BADGER!
BADGER! BADGER!
B-A-D-G-E-R!
GODDAMN IT!
ALL RIGHT,
WHO'S NEXT HERE?
HEY, LITTLE JO,
I GOT SOMETHING
I WANT TO SHOW YOU.
JO. YOU GOING?
ALL RIGHT, BOYS!
ALL RIGHT,
BOYS!
EVERYBODY SETTLE
DOWN, NOW!
ALL RIGHT!
NUMBER ONE
IS BIG AL,
THE GOLD NUGGE MAN!
YAY! YAY!
HOORAY!
LET ME THROUGH,
BOYS!
SEE YOU LATER!
I GOT NUMBER 10!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
OH!
WHOO-HOO!
EEE-WHOO-HOO!
FRANK BADGER!
DEAR HELEN,
ARE YOU HOLDING MY LADDIE
CLOSE IN YOUR ARMS?
I THINK OF HIM
CONSTANTLY.
I MISS YOU BOTH FIERCELY.
I'VE MADE IT OUT WES
AND DECIDED TO SETTLE
FOR A WHILE IN RUBY CITY.
IT IS REALLY FAR
FROM BEING A CITY.
TRULY, IT IS
A MINING CAMP
WHICH MAY SOMEDAY
BECOME A TOWN.
BAD CHAD!
CHESTER ALBERT!
WOODRIDGE!
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
JO? JO? YOU
BETTER COME QUICK!
PERCY'S GONE CRAZY!
PERCY?
HURRY!
HE'S IN THERE.
HA HA HA HA HA!
HA HA HA HA HA!
AAH!
GOD, YOU'RE A WHORE!
GET OUT!
[GARBLED SHOUTING]
PERCY!
JO?
[CRYING]
[CRYING]
AW, TO HELL
WITH THIS CHOLA!
AAH!
GIVE ME THE GUN,
PERCY.
OHHH...
SHE WOULDN'T PUT I IN HER MOUTH.
LET'S GO HOME.
I DIDN'T GE MY TURN YET.
ANOTHER TIME, PERCY.
AAH!
[SOBBING]
YEAH, YOU--
YOU NEED A GOOD
SHACKING, TOO, JO.
EVERYBODY THINKS
SOMETHING'S WRONG
WITH YOU.
YOU ROTTEN
SON OF A BITCH!
GET HIM OUT OF HERE!
GE THAT BLOODY ASSASSIN
OUT OF HERE NOW!
[HORSE NEIGHS]
[COUGH COUGH]
MR. BADGER?
WHAT?
HAVE YOU HIRED
ANOTHER SHEEPHERDER YET?
NOW, WHEN WOULD
I HAVE DONE THAT?
JOBS SEEM TO BE
PRETTY SCARCE.
I FIGURED SOMEONE
WOULD'VE JUMPED AT IT.
NO ONE JUMPS
AT SPENDING A WINTER
IN A LINE CAMP.
WHAT'S THAT, SIR?
OH, THAT'S WHERE
THERE'S NO ONE BUT YOU,
A DOG, AND SOME SHEEP
FOR FOUR MONTHS
OF THE WORST ALONE
AT THE FURTHEST EDGE
OF ANY SHEEP LAND.
I'D LIKE THE JOB, SIR.
WHAT DO YOU KNOW
ABOUT SHEEP?
WHAT DO YOU KNOW
ABOU
SURVIVING
THROUGH THE WINTER
IN THESE--
IN THESE MOUNTAINS?
NOTHING.
WELL, YOU CAN...
YOU CAN LEARN
ABOUT SHEEP.
I BELIEVE SO, SIR.
DO YOU HAVE
ANY IDEA WHAT...
THAT KIND
OF ALONENESS
WILL DO TO A MAN?
HUH? DRIVE
MOST OF 'EM CRAZY.
I BELIEVE
IT'LL SUIT ME, SIR.
MAYBE IT WILL.
I BEEN TRYING
TO FIGURE YOU OU
SINCE YOU GOT HERE.
MAYBE YOU'RE ONE
OF THOSE STRANGE ONES
THA CAN'T STAND COMPANY.
THAT WOULD BE HARD
FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND
SINCE YOU CAN'T SEEM TO GE ENOUGH COMPANY...SIR.
ALL RIGHT.
YOU GOT ONE MONTH
TILL FULL WINTER
SETS IN.
JUST DO ME
A FAVOR--
IF YOU CAN' HANDLE IT,
YOU COME
AND TELL ME.
DON'T JEOPARDIZE
MY FLOCK.
I PAY DOUBLE WAGES
THROUGH THE WINTER.
HERE'S TWO MONTHS
IN ADVANCE.
YOU GET THE RES IN THE SPRING.
WELL,
MY WIFE'S WAITING.
I DIDN'T KNOW
YOU HAD A WIFE.
'COURSE I DO.
I GOT EIGHT KIDS,
TOO.
NO SHORTAGE
OF COMPANY.
HERE'S SOME MILK.
OHHH...
FOR YOU.
THANK YOU.
YOU'RE WELCOME.
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
NO?
HERE YOU GO.
JO!
THEY RODE IN
THIS MORNING.
THEIR HOMESTEAD'S SOUTH
OF BADGER'S SHEEP LAND.
I TOLD THEM
YOU'D GUIDE THEM OUT.
OK.
THIS IS JO. HE'LL
GUIDE YOU OUT THERE.
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
HOMESTEAD?
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
HOMESTEAD?
GUIDE?
I'LL TRY TO GET YOU THERE.
HOMESTEAD.
HOMESTEAD.
YES, SIR.
HOMESTEAD.
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
GOOD-BYE, JO.
HOPE I SEE YOU
NEXT SPRING.
BYE, MARY.
BYE.
BYE.
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
[JO]
THIS IS IT.
HOMESTEAD?
YES.
YOUR HOMESTEAD.
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
HELLO, SWEET LASS.
FOR ME?
THANK YOU.
I'LL TAKE HER WITH
ME FOR THE WINTER,
AND I'LL BRING HER
BACK IN THE SPRING.
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
BYE.
[WOLVES HOWLING]
COME ON.
YEAH?
COME ON.
THAT'S RIGHT.
YES.
YES.
[WOLF HOWLS]
[WHIMPERS]
[WOLF HOWLS]
[SHEEP BLEATS]
[GROWLING]
[SHEEP BLEATING]
[DOG SCRATCHES
AT DOOR]
[DOG WHIMPERS]
[SHEEP BLEATING]
[WOLVES HOWLING]
[CROW CAWS]
[CROW CAWS]
[CAWING]
[CLICK]
[SHEEP BLEATING]
[CRIES]
[SHEEP BLEATS]
[ANIMAL CRIES]
[SHEEP BLEATING]
[GROWLING]
[GUNSHOT]
[WHIMPERS]
COME ON!
WHOO! WHOO! WHOO!
WHOO! WHOO!
WHOO! WHOO! WHOO!
[FIDDLE PLAYING]
WHAT A FINE HOUSE.
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
MY MOTHER SAYS
THANK YOU.
YOU'RE WELCOME.
HEY! LITTLE JO!
LITTLE JO MONAGHAN,
YOU'RE BACK.
WOW. YOU GO A CLEAN SHIRT.
YEAH. WE GO A LAUNDRY NOW.
I CHARGE A DOLLAR
A SHIRT,
$8.00 FOR A DOZEN.
SEEMS LIKE A LOT,
BUT THAT'S
THE GOIN' PRICE.
FOR THOSE WHO
WANT TO BE CLEAN,
THEY DON'T MIND
PAYIN'.
TRY GETTIN'
A NEW SHIR
IN THESE PARTS.
THANK YOU,
MRS. DUPRE.
TODAY IS MARY'S WEDDING.
COME ON.
MARY?
OH, YOU DIDN'T KNOW.
I'M SORRY, JO.
WHO'S SHE MARRYING?
WELL, THIS FELLA--
UH, MR. BROWN--
HE WAS PASSING
THROUGH TOWN,
AND HE'S GOT A SPREAD
DOWN IN TEXAS,
AND THEY'RE LEAVING
RIGHT AFTER THE WEDDING.
WE ARE GATHERED
HERE TODAY
IN THE SIGHT OF GOD
TO JOIN TOGETHER
LUCAS AND MARY
IN HOLY MATRIMONY.
IF ANYONE HERE KNOWS
OF ANY REASON
WHY THESE TWO
SHOULD NOT BE MARRIED,
LET THEM SPEAK NOW
OR FOREVER
HOLD HIS PEACE.
LUCAS, DO YOU TAKE MARY,
HERE PRESENT,
FOR YOUR LAWFUL WIFE?
WILL YOU LOVE HER
AND HONOR HER
AND CHERISH HER
AS LONG AS YOU
BOTH SHALL LIVE?
I WILL.
MARY. DO YOU TAKE
LUCAS, HERE PRESENT,
TO BE
YOUR LAWFUL HUSBAND?
WILL YOU LOVE HIM
AND HONOR HIM AND OBEY HIM
AS LONG AS
YOU BOTH SHALL LIVE?
I WILL.
LUCAS, PLEASE
GIVE MARY THE RING.
BY THE POWER
VESTED IN ME
BY THE UNITED STATES,
I PRONOUNCE YOU
MAN AND WIFE.
[CLAPPING]
YAY!
YAY!
CONGRATULATIONS, MARY.
WE'RE GOING
TO MISS YOU, MARY.
YOU'LL HAVE TO GIVE ME
MY HAIRCUTS NOW.
HA HA HA!
YOU GOT QUITE A CATCH
THERE, FELLA.
HELLO, PERCY.
I DIDN'T THINK YOU'D
SURVIVE THROUGH WINTER.
I LOVE I OUT THERE ALONE.
UH-HUH.
OH, A LETTER
CAME FOR YOU.
ABOUT TWO MONTHS AGO.
BOYS, A TOAS
TO THE MOST BEAUTIFUL
LASS IN THESE MOUNTAINS--
MY MARY AND
HER HUSBAND LUCAS.
HEAR!
All: HEAR!
THANKS, LADS.
CONGRATULATIONS,
MARY.
GOODBYE, HONEY.
WE'LL MISS YOU, MARY.
SO LONG, MARY.
OH,
POOR LITTLE JO.
HA HA!
UH-OH!
LOOKEE HERE, BOYS--
LITTLE JO'S
GOT A GUN!
OHHH!
OOH!
HA HA!
LET ME SEE THAT.
UH-OH!
UH-OH!
"DEAR SISTER,
I HAVE LAIN AWAKE NIGHTS
"PICTURING YOU
IN YOUR WILD WANDERINGS
"WITH YOUR BOY PRESSED
TIGHTLY IN MY ARMS.
"I HAVE PRAYED
TO A MERCIFUL GOD
TO KEEP YOU SAFE
AND UNHARMED."
YOU READ IT?
YES.
YOU MADE A FOOL OU OF ME, JOSEPHINE.
I DIDN'T INTEND
TO DO THAT, PERCY.
I TOOK YOU IN
THINKING
YOU WERE SUCH
A PATHETIC BOY.
I WAS GOING TO MAKE
A MAN OUT OF YOU.
YOU TAUGHT ME
A LOT, PERCY.
YOU GAVE ME GUIDANCE.
YOU HELPED ME
LEARN TO SURVIVE.
BUT YOU'RE A FEMALE.
AND A WHORE AT THAT,
IF I UNDERSTOOD
THAT LETTER CORRECTLY.
MMM! MMM!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
OH, NO!
AAH! AAH!
[CLICK]
DID YOU EVER
KILL A MAN?
I'LL NEVER FORGE THAT WOMAN'S FACE
AS LONG AS I LIVE.
OH, IS THAT WHA HAPPENED TO YOU?
NO.
[COUGH]
OH!
I'VE BEEN THINKING
OF LEAVING...
JOSEPHINE.
EVER SINCE THAT NIGHT...
NO ONE SAYS ANYTHING,
BUT I'VE SEEN THE LOOK
ON THEIR F--SO...
I'LL GO.
BUT I HAVEN' GOT A PENNY,
SO YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE
TO FINANCE MY MOVE.
OR ELSE I'LL TELL THEM
THE TRUTH
ABOUT MYSTERIOUS
LITTLE JO.
THEY WONDER ABOUT YOU.
THEY'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU.
AND THAT KIND OF STORY
SPREADS LIKE WILDFIRE.
IT'LL BE ALL OVER
THE WEST BY SUMMER.
YOU WON'T HAVE
NOWHERE TO GO.
I'LL KEEP MY PROMISE,
JOSEPHINE.
IF YOU DON'T, PERCY...
I'LL FIND YOU...
AND I WILL KILL YOU.
[CLICK]
"DEAR SISTER,
I HAVE LAIN AWAKE NIGHTS
"PICTURING YOU
IN YOUR WILD WANDERINGS
"WITH YOUR BOY PRESSED
TIGHTLY IN MY ARMS.
"I HAVE PRAYED
TO A MERCIFUL GOD
"TO KEEP YOU SAFE
AND UNHARMED.
"WHEN I THINK OF ALL
MY COMFORTS AND LUXURIES,
"AND THEN
OF MY JOSEPHINE
"SLEEPING BY NIGH ON A BLANKE
"AND TRAVELING BY DAY
"WITH THAT CROWD
OF ROUGH MEN AND UNCOUTH WOMEN
"YOU DESCRIBED
IN YOUR LETTER,
"I FEEL I CANNOT BEAR IT.
"I'M GLAD YOU DECIDED
TO STAY IN ONE PLACE,
"ALTHOUGH THE CAMP
SOUNDS SO AWFUL.
"STILL, I KNOW
WHERE TO FIND YOU.
"YOUR BOY IS SITTING
ON THE FLOOR BESIDE ME.
"HE HAD A SLIGHT COLD
BUT IS QUITE WELL NOW.
"I HARDLY KNOW HOW
TO LIVE WITHOUT HIM.
"I ALSO AM WELL AND STILL
LONGING FOR YOUR RETURN.
"IT TAKES SO LONG
FOR A LETTER TO REACH ME,
"THAT I HOPE YOU WILL NOT DELAY
IN ANSWERING THIS ONE.
"YOUR LAST LETTER
WAS SUCH A COMFORT.
"GOOD-BYE FOR NOW
WITH LOTS OF LOVE
FROM HELEN."
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
ORANGE.
ORANGE.
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
MMM!
MMM.
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
MOTHER ASKS IF YOU'LL
STAY FOR SUPPER.
THANK YOU.
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
IT'LL BE GOOD
TO HAVE COMPANY,
ESPECIALLY
WITH FATHER GONE
TRADING ALL WEEK.
[SPEAKING
RUSSIAN]
NOW WHAT IS IT?
HERE YOU ARE.
I QUIT, FRANK.
WHAT ARE YOU
TALKING ABOUT?
I QUIT.
GOT A HOMESTEAD,
AND THIS'LL PAY
FOR THE FLOCK.
YOU DIRTY LITTLE
SON OF A BITCH.
FRANK...
YOU KNOW NICK.
SURE.
HE'LL KNOW EVERYTHING
ABOUT SHEEP HERDING
WHEN I'M FINISHED
WITH HIM.
DO I HAVE ANY SAY-SO
IN THIS?
HE'S A GOOD,
HARD WORKER.
NO, I GUESS I DON'T.
MR. BADGER.
SO I BOUGHT THE LAND
JUST PAST YOURS
ON THE WEST.
NEAR THE RIVER.
THAT'S RIGHT.
I HAD MY EYE
ON THAT LAND.
BUT I'M GLAD
YOU BOUGHT I
INSTEAD OF THA
GODDAMN WESTERN
CATTLE COMPANY.
WHO ARE THEY?
COUPLE OF EASTERN
SPECULATORS.
THEY BOUGH
FOR RAISING CATTLE.
THERE ARE NO CATTLE
AROUND HERE.
THERE WILL BE.
SHEEP AND CATTLE
DON'T MIX.
NO, THEY DON'T.
NO. THEY DON'T.
WELL...HELL.
I'M GOING TO
MISS YOU, JO,
BUT WE'LL BE
NEIGHBORS.
DON'T CROWD ME,
FRANK.
LITTLE JO, YOU ARE
THE UNFRIENDLIEST FELLA
I EVER MET...
AND FRANKLY...
QUITE PECULIAR.
YEEEEEE-HAW!
WHEN YOU FINISH
MOVING THOSE,
I WANT YOU TO DO
SOME THINGS IN HERE,
SO CHECK WITH ME.
WELL, IT'S COMING ALONG,
BUT IT'S TAKING
A LONG TIME, ISN'T IT?
IT'S STANDING UP
REAL NICE, SIR.
[HOOFBEATS]
[ANGRY SHOUTING]
GONNA HANG YOU,
YOU THIEVING CHING, YOU!
COMING AROUND HERE,
TRYING TO TAKE
OUR WORK FROM US!
YOU BASTARD! YOU'RE GONNA
TO GO TO HELL!
COME ON, NOW!
GET A HANGING ORDER!
HEY! WHOA--
LET HIM GO, FRANK.
NOW...JO...
THE FELLA HAD THE NERVE
TO WALK INTO RUBY CITY
LOOKING FOR WORK
LIKE A FREE WHITE MAN.
WE'RE SICK OF THESE
SLANT-EYED SON OF A BITCHES
STEALING OUR JOBS.
HE'S JUST TRYING
TO EAT.
JO, YOU'RE
A RIGHTEOUS
SON OF A BITCH.
YOU'RE ALWAYS
OPPOSING ME.
I'M NOT OUT TO OPPOSE YOU,
FRANK. WE JUST DON'T AGREE.
DON'T YOU EVER
HAVE ANY FUN?
WE DON'T AGREE
ON WHAT'S FUN, EITHER.
BY GOD, THAT'S FOR SURE!
LET HIM DOWN,
YOU FOOL.
HE AIN'T A MAN,
HE'S A CELESTIAL
HEATHEN.
THEY'RE ALL RAVISHERS
AND OPIUM SMOKERS.
CUT HIM DOWN, FRANK.
WHOA!
DON'T SHOOT.
ALL RIGHT, JO,
ALL RIGHT.
WE WAS JUST HAVING
A LITTLE FUN.
WHO'S GONNA
FEED HIM, JO?
WHAT ARE YOU
TALKING ABOUT?
I'M SAYING YOU SHOULD
HIRE HIM, LITTLE JO.
WHAT?
IF I LET HIM GO,
HE'S PROBABLY GONNA
STARVE TO DEATH
'CAUSE THERE'S NO WORK
AROUND HERE FOR NO CHINAMAN...
OR HE'LL MOVE ON
AND TAKE SOME JOB AWAY
FROM SOME WHITE MAN...
UNLESS, OF COURSE,
YOU HIRE HIM
TO COOK
AND KEEP HOUSE.
YOU ARE A DRUNKEN
PAIN IN THE ASS.
HIS DEATH'S
ON YOUR HANDS, JO.
I DON'T NEED A COOK!
IT'S NICE HAVIN' A HOT MEAL
READY WHEN YOU GET HOME.
MY COOKING'S FINE.
TOO LONELY OUT THERE.
YOU NEED COMPANY!
I DON'T WANT COMPANY!
YOU'LL GO CRAZY
WITHOUT IT!
I'VE SEEN I HAPPEN TO MEN...
AND IT WORRIES ME!
WHO ASKED YOU
TO WORRY ABOUT ME?
I CAN'T HELP IT.
I CAN'T AFFORD A COOK.
YOU CAN AFFORD HIM!
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
TINMAN WONG.
YOU CAN AFFORD
TINMAN WONG.
CAN'T HE?
YEAH!
DAMN RIGHT!
CAN'T HE?
I THOUGHT THE MEAL
WAS SUPPOSED TO BE READY
WHEN I GOT HOME.
I DID NOT KNOW
WHAT TIME.
TOMORROW
IT WILL BE READY.
NEEDS PEPPER.
YES, MR. JO.
YOU MOVE THINGS
AROUND IN HERE?
PERHAPS.
BY MISTAKE
WHILE CLEANING.
PUT 'EM BACK
WHERE THEY WERE.
YES, MR. JO.
RETIRE OUTSIDE
AFTER SUPPER.
I LIKE MY PRIVACY.
I LEFT YOU SOME MENDING.
YES, MR. JO.
[JO HUMS]
[STOPS HUMMING]
I TOLD YOU TO GET OU AFTER SUPPER!
[THUNDER]
YOU CAN BUILD
A SHELTER TOMORROW
IF YOU WANT.
THOUGHT YOU WORKED
ON THE RAILROAD
FOR A LONG TIME.
BUT I WAS VERY SICK
LAST WINTER.
AND I'M NO VERY STRONG ANYMORE.
I GOT IT.
YOU'RE NOT MR. JO.
WHAT?
IS YOUR NAME
REALLY TINMAN?
NO.
THE CORREC PRONUNCIATION
IS TIEN MA.
I CAN SEE HOW I ENDED UP TINMAN.
IS YOUR NAME
REALLY JO?
Yes.
IT'S SHOR FOR JOSEPHINE...
NOT JOSEPH.
WHO ARE YOU,
TIEN MA WONG?
YOU ARE THE MYSTERY
ONE, MR. JO.
WHO DID THIS
TO YOU?
HOODLUMS
IN SAN FRANCISCO.
WHITE MEN
IN MINING TOWN.
RAILROAD BOSS.
AND THIS?
WHO IS THIS
SOCIETY GIRL?
IT'S ME.
CAN YOU IMAGINE?
I LIKE YOU MUCH BETTER
AS YOU ARE.
WHY?
THIS WHITE GIRL
WOULD NEVER
DO THIS WITH ME.
YOU EVER SMOKE OPIUM?
NO.
[COUGH]
FRANK BADGER WAS RIGHT.
YOU'RE JUST A RAVISHER
AND AN OPIUM SMOKER.
IT'S NOT THAT COLD.
YOU JUST LOVE
THAT COAT.
AHH...
ON THE RAILROAD,
RAIN OR SHINE.
I AM ALWAYS COLD.
YEE-HAW!
IT'S BADGER.
IT STINKS IN HERE!
YEE-HAW!
HEY, JO!
JO!
HEY, JO!
LITTLE JO.
FRANK.
WHOO!
WELL, IT'S A LONG
WAY FROM HOME.
AWFUL COLD.
YOUR PLACE LOOKS
MIGHTY INVITING.
WELL, COME ON IN.
I'LL PUT THE HORSE
IN THE CORRAL.
HELLO, TINMAN.
HOW YA DOIN'?
FINE, MR. FRANK.
FINE.
WHAT YOU GO COOKING IN THERE?
IT SMELLS AWFUL GOOD.
COYOTE STEW.
COYOTE STEW?
OH-HOO!
MMM!
MMM.
EXCUSE ME.
CATTLE COMPANY'S
BOUGHT UP
A LOT OF SMALL HOMESTEADS.
THEY'RE TRYING
TO SQUEEZE ME,
BUYING UP ALL THE LAND
AROUND MINE--
SONS OF BITCHES.
THERE'S PLENTY
OF CATTLE LAND
FOR THOSE
EASTERN SPECULATORS
IN OTHER TERRITORIES.
I DON'T THINK
THEY SEE IT THAT WAY.
HAVE THEY MADE YOU
AN OFFER YET?
I'M NOT SELLING.
I WORKED TOO HARD
TO BUILD THIS PLACE.
THEY BOUGH
WELL, THEN THEY DON'T NEED
MY 800 OR YOUR 5,000.
THERE'S TALK OF HAVING
ELECTIONS NEXT SPRING.
IN RUBY CITY?
MM-HMM.
THAT'S JUS A MINING CAMP.
WELL, MAYBE
HAVING A MAYOR
WILL MAKE IT A TOWN.
I KEEP EXPECTING
THAT PLACE TO DISAPPEAR.
NOT IF I CAN HELP IT.
YOU KNOW, JO...
FOLKS SURE WISH
YOU'D GET INVOLVED.
I APPRECIATE THAT,
BUT YOU KNOW I'M NOT MUCH
FOR GETTING INVOLVED.
BUT WE NEED EDUCATED MEN
LIKE YOURSELF, BY GOD,
TO MAKE SOMETHING
OUT OF THIS PLACE.
YOU CAN COUN ON MY VOTE, FRANK.
I'LL BE THERE
ON ELECTION DAY.
GOOD.
WELL, YOU TWO SEEM
TO BE GETTIN' ALONG
JUST FINE.
SEEMS TO BE WORKING OU BETTER THAN I THOUGHT.
SORRY ABOU TYING YOU UP LIKE THAT.
NOTHING PERSONAL.
OH, NO, MR. FRANK.
YOU'RE A DAMN
GOOD COOK.
OH, THANK YOU.
YOU KNOW, TINMAN,
I ALWAYS DID LIKE
A SMOKE OF OPIUM
NOW AND THEN.
WHAT ARE YOU
TALKING ABOUT?
WELL, I'M SURE
I SMELLED SOME
WHEN I FIRST CAME IN.
YOU MUST BE MISTAKEN.
THE SWEETNESS IS
PRETTY UNMISTAKABLE.
I DON'T ALLOW
ANY OF THAT IN MY HOUSE.
IF YOU WANT A SMOKE
OF TOBACCO, YOU'RE WELCOME.
WELL...
I GUESS I BETTER
GET GOIN'.
YEAH, I GUESS SO.
THAT GODDAMN NOSY
SON OF A BITCH!
HE WANTS TO BE
YOUR FRIEND.
I DON'T NEED
ANY FRIENDS.
WE'D ALL SMOKE
OPIUM TOGETHER,
AND HE'D BE COMING OVER
TO DINNER
EVERY SUNDAY FROM NOW ON!
THAT'S TRUE, MR. JO.
HOW LONG DO YOU THINK
IT WOULD TAKE HIM
TO FIGURE OUT ABOUT ME?
IT TOOK YOU THREE DAYS.
BUT THAT IS ME.
WELL, THEN,
WHAT ABOUT US?
WHAT DO YOU THINK
WOULD HAPPEN
IF THEY FOUND OU ABOUT ME?
LITTLE JO MONAGHAN
TURNS OUT TO BE A WOMAN
AND SHE'S LOVERS WITH
AN AILING CHINAMAN.
THEY'D KILL US.
UNQUESTIONABLY.
BRUTALLY.
WHY CAN'T WE...
JUST LIVE AS WE ARE?
I WAS NOT DEFENDING
MR. FRANK.
HE IS A THICK-HEAD,
TOO STUPID
TO SEE WHAT IS.
I WANT PEACE
FOR THE LAST YEARS
OF MY LIFE.
YOU FOUND I LIVING AS A MAN.
I FOUND I LIVING WITH YOU.
I MISS MY SON.
YES.
BUT YOU ARE
A FREE WHITE MAN NOW.
AND SOMEDAY SOON,
YOU WILL EVEN VOTE.
[WHOOPING AND HOLLERING]
LET'S GO.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
JO.
YOU CAN'T SLEEP IN HERE
TONIGHT.
WHY?
BECAUSE I DON' WANT YOU HERE!
GET OUT!
GET OUT!
WHEN WILL YOU GO OUT?
YOU HAVE A FLOCK TO TEND.
TINMAN.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
I'M MAKING A PIE.
WHY?
FOR YOU.
I WANT TO MAKE
A PIE FOR YOU.
I DON'T NEED A PIE.
I MAKE
VERY GOOD PIES!
WHAT IS THIS?
WHAT IS THIS?
I'VE DECIDED TO SELL.
WHEN DID YOU
DECIDE THAT?
I CAN'T LIVE LIKE THIS
ANYMORE.
IT'S A CHANCE FOR US
TO START OVER SOMEWHERE ELSE.
WHAT KIND OF GIRL
COULD YOU BE
SOMEWHERE ELSE?
WHAT MAN
WOULD WANT YOU?
YOU HAVE NO HAIR!
HALF YOUR FACE
IS DESTROYED
WITH
THAT UGLY SCAR.
YOU CAN'T EVEN
MAKE A PIE!
THEN YOU FIGHT 'EM!
WHOA.
GET UP, BOYS.
[BANGING ON DOOR]
THANK YOU FOR COMING,
MRS. BADGER.
WELL, I HAVEN'T DONE
ANYTHING YET.
HE'S IN THERE.
I GOT THE ONIONS
AND THE TAR.
YOU GO GET ME
A PINE BRANCH.
OK.
TAKE IT ALL.
ALL OF IT!
[CHOKING]
ALL OF IT.
[SPITTING]
COME ON BACK,
LITTLE FELLA.
COME ON BACK.
WHAT DO WE NEED
A PINE BRANCH FOR?
DAMNED IF I KNOW.
WELL,
I GUESS YOU TWO
GOT TO BE ALMOS LIKE FRIENDS...
OUT HERE, ALL ALONE.
YES, HE'S MY FRIEND.
HUH.
WELL, IF HE
DON'T MAKE IT,
WE'LL GET YOU
ANOTHER CHINAMAN.
BY GOD, THEY'RE DAMNED
GOOD COOKS AND HOUSEKEEPERS,
AIN'T THEY?
YEAH, THAT'LL DO
JUST FINE.
YOU THINK
HE GONNA MAKE IT?
WELL...
HE'S GOT ONE FOO ON THE OTHER SIDE.
WHY DON'T YOU
TWO FELLAS
GO ON OUTSIDE?
BEING
IN A SICK HOUSE
IS NO PLACE
FOR HANGING AROUND.
OH! I ALMOST FORGOT.
HERE'S YOUR LETTER.
I'VE BEEN THINKING
ABOU
GOING BACK
EAST, FRANK.
WHO'S THE LETTER FROM?
MY SISTER.
I DIDN'T KNOW
YOU HAD A SISTER.
"DEAR JO,
"IT'S BEEN SO LONG
SINCE WE HEARD FROM YOU.
"LADDIE GETS BIGGER
EVERY DAY.
"HE'S ALREADY
SUCH A HANDSOME LITTLE MAN.
"YOU'D BE SO PROUD
OF HIM.
"JO, HE ASKED FOR YOU
SO MUCH
"AND LONGED FOR YOU
SO TERRIBLY
THAT I FINALLY TOLD HIM
YOU HAD DIED."
YOU KNOW, JO,
THERE'S AN ELECTION
SATURDAY.
WE CAN RIDE IN TOGETHER,
YOU AND I.
[HORSE WHINNIES]
GET UP!
WHAT THE HELL
DOES HE WANT?
GET UP!
GET UP!
YOU DIRTY,
LYING BASTARD!
YOU SOLD OUT!
MONAGHAN'S
NOT SELLING, GRAY!
PLEASE CONTROL YOURSELF,
MR. BADGER.
YES, I AM, FRANK.
YOU SHOOT ME, YOU'LL
HANG WITHIN THE WEEK.
YOU'RE THE ONE
I OUGHT TO KILL,
YOU PUNY LITTLE BASTARD,
HELPING THEM SQUEEZE ME.
BADGER, WE DON' WANT YOUR LAND.
MY GOD, BOY,
I THOUGHT YOU'D
AMOUNT TO SOMETHING.
RUTH!
YEP.
WHEN YOU COME TO MY HOUSE,
MR. GRAY,
YOU EITHER GIVE YOUR WIFE
AND KID GUNS OR...
LEAVE THEM HOME.
SEEMS A SHAME.
OK.
IT'S ALL RIGHT,
DARLING.
I WASN'T AFRAID,
FATHER.
HA HA HA.
WELL, MR. MONAGHAN,
THIS IS MY WIFE
MRS. GRAY
AND MY SON HENRY.
THIS IS MR. MONAGHAN,
DARLING.
HE'S SELLING
HIS RANCH TO US--
TO THE WESTERN
CATTLE COMPANY.
HE'S DECIDED
TO GO BACK EAST.
HOW DO YOU DO, MA'AM?
HOW DO YOU DO,
MR. MONAGHAN?
YOU MADE A WISE
DECISION, I'M SURE.
MR. MONAGHAN, HOW
DID YOU GET THAT SCAR?
HENRY, APOLOGIZE
TO MR. MONAGHAN.
BEATRICE, HE DIDN' MEAN ANY HARM.
THERE IS NO EXCUSE
FOR BAD MANNERS.
I'M SORRY,
MR. MONAGHAN.
MY WIFE AND SON
JUST ARRIVED FROM BOSTON.
I BROUGHT THEM OU THIS AFTERNOON
TO SHOW THEM
SOME OF THE COUNTRYSIDE.
WHAT DO YOU
THINK OF IT, MRS. GRAY?
IT WOULD BE
A FINE ADVENTURE
FOR A SHORT WHILE.
YEAH, ACTUALLY,
WE'VE BEEN SEARCHING
FOR THE PERFECT SPO
TO BUILD OUR
NEW RANCH HOUSE.
REALLY?
WE'VE SEEN MANY
BEAUTIFUL VISTAS,
BUT NOT AN OUNCE
OF CULTURE
FOR
A THOUSAND MILES.
DID YOU BRING
THE PAPERS?
AND A CHECK,
MR. MONAGHAN.
EXCUSE US, DARLING.
WE'LL JUST BE A FEW MINUTES.
HENRY, CAN'T YOU
SIT STILL?
GOODNESS, NO, MOTHER.
THOSE OF US RAISED
AND EDUCATED
IN THE EAST,
MR. MONAGHAN,
CAN NEVER TRULY CALL
THIS WILD COUNTRY HOME.
HENRY, DON'T TOUCH
THAT SHEEP!
UHH!
COME WIPE
YOUR HANDS.
COME HERE
IMMEDIATELY.
SIT QUIETLY UNTIL
YOUR FATHER GETS OUT.
AH...IF YOU'LL
JUST SIGN HERE,
YOU CAN BE ON YOUR WAY.
I'VE CHANGED MY MIND,
MR. GRAY.
IS THAT WISE,
MR. MONAGHAN?
DOES YOUR WIFE
KNOW
HOW MANY PEOPLE
YOU'VE HAD KILLED?
HOW DARE YOU, MONAGHAN?
I SUGGEST YOU SIGN.
TOMORROW'S
ELECTION DAY.
I GUESS I'LL RIDE
INTO TOWN
WITH FRANK BADGER.
THEY WILL
COME AFTER YOU.
YES.
I WILL TRY TO TRAVEL
IF YOU WANT.
THERE'S NO PLACE
I WANT TO GO.
SONS OF BITCHES.
AAH! AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
YEE-HAW!
YEE-HAW!
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
JO!
JO!
OH, GODDAMN IT,
LITTLE JO,
I TOLD YOU
YOU'D GET IN TROUBLE
OUT HERE ALL ALONE.
EASY.
HOLD ON.
I'M GONNA
TAKE YOU TO TOWN.
I'M GONNA GO HITCH
UP THE BUCKBOARD.
NOW GODDAMN YOU,
DON'T YOU DIE
ON ME.
OH, MY GOD.
UHH!
I WAN LITTLE JO MONAGHAN
TO HAVE THE BES FUNERAL EVER
IN RUBY CITY.
YES, SIR, MR. BADGER.
[TINNY PIANO MUSIC PLAYING]
HEY!
LITTLE JO MONAGHAN IS DEAD.
NO.
HOW DID IT HAPPEN?
COME ON, NICK.
DRINKS ON ME, EVERYBODY.
HE KINDA CHANGED
AFTER PERCY LEFT.
WELL, I PLUM FORGO ABOUT HIM.
HMMPH!
I NEVER DID
LIKE THAT PERCY.
I WAS SURPRISED
LITTLE JO TOOK TO HIM
THE WAY HE DID.
I THOUGHT FOR SURE
THAT HE'D SETTLE DOWN
WITH MARY.
HE'D HAD BEEN
A GOOD HUSBAND TO MY GIRL.
THEY'D HAVE STAYED NEARBY.
WE'D A-SEEed
HER AGAIN.
YEP.
SWEET MARY.
BY GOD, THEY WOULD'VE
MADE FINE KIDS.
OH.
HERE'S TO
LITTLE JO MONAGHAN.
LITTLE JO.
MR. BADGER.
YEAH, WHAT?
WHAT'S THE MATTER?
IT'S ABOUT LITTLE JO.
WELL, SPEAK UP, MAN.
WHAT ABOUT HIM?
HE WAS A WOMAN.
WHAT?
[WHISTLES]
HOIST THAT FELLER
UP THERE, JIM.
BILL, GIVE US A HAND,
WILL YOU, PLEASE?
THANK YOU.
HURRY UP OVER ON
THE OTHER SIDE, THERE, ZEB.
THATABOY.
PERFECT.
WHAT ARE YOU DOIN'?
HOW AM I SUPPOSED
TO TAKE A PICTURE OF THAT?
WELL, MAYBE...
MAYBE SOMEBODY OUGH TO GET US A ROPE.
DOES SOMEBODY
GOT A ROPE HERE?
GIVE IT HERE, SON.
HOW IS THAT?
YOU OLD FOOL.
OPEN HIS EYES.
HOW CAN I TAKE
A DECENT PHOTOGRAPH
WITH HIS EYES CLOSED?
HIS EYES, SAM.
HER EYES, LYLE.
OH.
DIRTY SON OF A BITCH!
GODDAMN YOU!
YOU WERE JUST FOOLING
AND LYING! YEAH!
SON OF A BITCH!
GODDAMN YOU!
ARRGH! GODDAMN!
GODDAMN!
MY GOD, LITTLE JO.
MY SWEET SON
THE BLUE OF NIGH HAS FALLEN
I CAN'T BE
BY YOUR SIDE
ONLY SON
IT'S HARD TO TAKE
THE LEAVING
BUT FOR YOUR SAKE
I'LL LIE
IN MY HAND
FEELS A SILVER DAGGER
IF YOU NEED MY KNIFE
IN MY HEART
LIKE A THORN OF GOLD
EVER YOU ABIDE
AND IT'S TRUE
THE LIFE THAT I AM LEADING
THE LAW
WILL NOT UPHOLD
AND IT'S TRUE
THAT EVEN THOUGH
IT COULD CHANGE
I WOULD NO CHANGE IT NOW
IN THIS WILD PLACE
WHERE THE ROADS END
I'VE BEEN BOTH
LOST AND FREE
MY HANDS ARE HARD
BUT SO STRONG
THEY TOUCH
MORE TENDERLY
LADDIE, BABY,
THE BOY I LEAVE BEHIND ME
THE MAN I'LL NEVER SEE
IN MY DREAMS
I DREAM
THAT YOU ARE WITH ME
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