The Burrowers
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It's about Maryanne. |
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I... I'd like... |
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Mr. Stewart, |
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I've come... I've come |
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...to talk to you... |
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To your home. |
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...to talk to you about Maryanne. |
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I'd like very much to ask... |
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Maryanne... |
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...about Maryanne. |
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It's about... |
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Maryanne? |
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Hold still. |
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I don't want to go |
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Oh, stop your fussing. |
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The splinter already hurts more |
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Okay? |
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Mary... |
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- I'm not sleepy. |
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You need to take |
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...if you want to look pretty when your |
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You hush. |
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Hold still. |
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What's that? |
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Get him over there. |
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Aster, come. |
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- What's happening? |
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- Indians? |
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Down into |
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Let's go. |
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- Come on now. |
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Come on down. |
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Keep your lamp low |
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You don't open it no matter what. |
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Ma! Ma! |
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- Ma, Ma. |
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Mind your brother now. |
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Josh. |
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Don't cry. |
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Josh! |
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Josh! Josh! |
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Maryanne? Mary? |
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Anybody home? |
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Mr. Williams, sir... |
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...the Stewarts |
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Oh, God. |
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Oh, Jesus. |
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Oh! |
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The Stewarts are gone. |
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Easy. Did Mary say anything |
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No. |
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What about the Williamses? |
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No, you gotta... |
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Oh, God. |
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Damn it. |
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Indians took 'em. |
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God help 'em. |
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We've got to |
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I hit three men up there. |
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Really? |
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Indians, anyway. |
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Don't feed Dobie your |
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That ain't horseshit. |
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Boy ought to learn |
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Mind the cursing |
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Yes, ma'am. |
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Great God Almighty, |
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Mom got it special. |
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Baked it. |
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Coconut cake |
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10 years back, |
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I had to eat a horse |
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That's disgusting. |
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It wasn't my horse. |
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we're here now |
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Right civilized country. |
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There's chicken and cornbread. |
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I know it. I'll attend to that |
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There's a rider. |
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Listen, cowboy, how about you take |
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He's wearing a funny hat. |
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I think it's your ranch hand, |
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Anybody can wear a funny hat. |
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Go on, take your |
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Let's go, Dobie. |
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Go on. |
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Coffey, God damn it, |
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Indians... |
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There. |
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They took Maryanne, |
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I can read. |
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Oh, Jesus. |
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Did the Indians kill them little |
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No, looks like |
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That's a hell |
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If we're dealing |
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Dobie could see things |
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I've made up my mind, Will. |
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You've already lost |
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I don't want to risk another. |
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I don't have a man in this house. |
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I've got a boy. |
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Take him to Washburn Creek |
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Maybe then I'll have two. |
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- Them horses ready? |
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We're all set, Mr. Parcher. |
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Then let's get to it. |
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Mr. Parcher's lived |
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...this country could |
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You stay close and mind him. |
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You'll be fine. |
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Oh. |
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She should have bled out more. |
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Same with the girls. |
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Ida and Daphne. |
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I think those were |
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You want to wait outside? |
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No. |
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Good. |
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I wonder. |
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what kind of weapon |
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No scalping knife |
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Maybe some kind of chisel. |
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That gun only fires twice. |
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He would have had |
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...if he wanted |
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Any Christian woman would |
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Mr. Williams |
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...because his wife |
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If it came to that... |
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I hope you'd be |
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...to take care |
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I suppose a wild buffalo |
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Looks like you've found yourself |
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That and four corpses. |
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...and six missing... |
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...most of those being |
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I'll get the horses. |
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Hold up now. |
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It's in my command. |
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I gotta know |
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How long have |
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Near a day now. |
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Mm, well... |
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...that's more than enough time for |
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Yes, so why aren't we |
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You want to go face an Indian |
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Those blanketheads |
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Follow along. |
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Don't worry. |
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Hey, you all right? |
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We should be going after them. |
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You knew these people? |
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I do. |
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The Stewarts anyway. |
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That's Maryanne. |
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She yours? |
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I was working on her. |
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Alas! And did my Savior bleed. |
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And did my Sovereign die? |
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Would He devote that sacred head. |
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For such a worm as I? |
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Thy body slain. |
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Sweet Jesus, Thine. |
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And bathed in its own blood. |
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While the firm mark |
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His soul in anguish stood. |
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Christ. |
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Who's Henry Victor's Indian? |
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That's Ten Bear, a Crow Indian. |
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The man's paid for his worth. |
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Hey, Walnut, Mr. Victor's |
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He called you Walnut. |
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Yeah, he did. |
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Is that your name? |
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The name's Callaghan. |
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Callaghan. |
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You Irish? |
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That man that calls me Walnut |
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'cause nobody ever owned him. |
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But I'm not enlisted. |
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I cook for Fort Lincoln, |
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I can leave anytime I want. |
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Sure. |
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I'm Fergus Coffey. |
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Coffey. |
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You black? |
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Damnation. |
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What? |
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We're not gonna find any |
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I know it. |
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We could set off |
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Might could, though it would |
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...to we don't know |
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We have to find |
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If we can do that with Henry Victor's |
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I guess you've had every chance to |
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Whoa. |
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Whoa. Whoa. |
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Mr. Parcher. |
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Hey hey. |
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Sorry, Dobie. |
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It must have stepped |
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Listen, cowboy... |
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why don't you hump on ahead. |
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...and see how much further |
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Yes, sir. |
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Go on now. |
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Why do you spend so much time |
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He already thinks |
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I'm courting |
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That's Gertrude Spacks' boy? |
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Yeah. |
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A skinny woman. |
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Might as well |
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That's not a very |
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- Hey, son. |
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Take a look yonder. |
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Is that a horse? |
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Go on. |
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He's seen us. |
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You think I didn't know that? |
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Why ain't he running? |
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Well, why don't we ask him? |
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Parcher. |
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We don't have time |
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Every prisoner |
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Yeah, well, I'd rather walk |
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...than ride with my head |
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What's happening to these |
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This isn't |
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This soldiers are |
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...mine. |
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As long as you ride |
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That Injun doesn't know shit. |
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He wouldn't talk if he did. |
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Mm-hmm, yeah. |
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He'll talk. |
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- Hey. |
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You don't want |
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Do you know |
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Naw, that ain't |
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They stopped asking questions |
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What is that? |
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- Hmm? |
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It's a tobacco pouch. |
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It's ugly as shit. |
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Yeah, come off an Injun... |
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...a big buck by the name of. |
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Sack-o-Tabacky. |
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Jesus Christ. |
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What is it? |
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Shit, son. |
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It's a scrotum, Dobie. |
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I can't say |
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There's a sack |
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Christ. |
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I came close to joining |
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Impossible to get work here. |
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...on account of us being |
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Sounds familiar. |
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You come to this |
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I had a sister, died of consumption |
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They put her |
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They wanted to put everything |
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...but I managed |
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what do you call that? |
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It used to belong to Mother. |
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I gave it to Maryanne Stewart. |
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He's given up for the night. |
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Shit. |
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Hope this |
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Come on here. |
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Go on, eat it. |
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My daddy was one of the men |
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...that held off the Sioux |
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You know the story |
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Yes, sir. |
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Well, I hope you know |
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I will raise a drink |
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...and every man |
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...for we will make certain |
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...anything like that happen |
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I'll drink to it. |
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Any reason's |
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Who fed my Indian? |
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Hmm? |
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We don't find |
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...until he talks. |
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And he don't eat. |
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...until he talks! |
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Now who fed |
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Walnut! |
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You goddamn...! |
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Walnut! |
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Where are you? |
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- Somebody find that... |
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Why, you ignorant son of a bitch. |
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Henry. |
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You raise that gun. |
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...and the four of you will |
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Christ, Henry... |
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...he was just gonna |
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And if Coffey fed him the same |
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...he ain't no happier |
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Give it a rest. |
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Yeah. |
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...mine. |
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And I will not have |
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Apologize to the man |
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I'm sorry for undermining |
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Mm-hmm. |
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Bugle taps. |
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We're bedding down. |
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I want three men guard |
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I want guns on the night. |
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Anyone tries to sneak back |
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...anything moves... |
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...kill it. |
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Who's there? |
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Hey. |
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Are you all right? |
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Come on, Samuel, get up. |
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Hey. |
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Jesus Christ, Samuel, |
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What have you got for me here? |
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Give me my... |
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Who's there? |
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Wake up, Samuel. |
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Wake up, Samuel, for God's sake. |
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Bullshit. Bullshit. |
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Somebody saw those |
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I will not goddamn believe. |
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...that four men left this camp. |
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...and no one even |
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What happened? |
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'Morning, sweetheart. |
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...some of his boys last night. |
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Yeah? |
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That's the question. |
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What's he got to say now? |
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We already know that don't work. |
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What was that? |
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He says he likes |
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He says about another |
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He didn't say "miners. " |
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Men mine. |
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He used the word |
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"burrow" maybe. |
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Let my buck do his job, Will. |
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God damn it, Henry. |
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Hey, don't touch my Indian. |
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John. John. |
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Don't you ever |
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I've had enough |
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Eh, he's shit-all |
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We'll get our answers |
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This ain't the Sioux, |
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He just said |
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We need to face |
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Do you understand? |
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We're going |
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Mr. Parcher. |
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Oh. |
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What do you think, cowboy? |
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I don't know. |
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There's another right there... |
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...maybe a third yonder. |
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Shitfire. |
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Henry Victor would rather |
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...than follow the trail |
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Sorry, sir? |
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I think we're about set |
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I ain't rode this hard |
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Dobie. |
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What do you think, cowboy? |
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It's all right. |
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I gotta go to the Jacks. |
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You've been doing |
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You ought to sleep. |
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We'll be up before dawn. |
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We only got a few days... |
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You ever heard of a tribe |
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We'll stand |
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Yeah. |
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Jesus. What? |
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Don't shoot. |
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Don't shoot. |
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It's me. It's Callaghan, |
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Shitfire, Walnut. |
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Are you trying |
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I can't rightly |
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I didn't even know |
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Well, if you're riding with us, |
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It's nasty work in |
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You follow along, |
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Well, can I ask which |
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We're partners. |
00:35:04 |
Listen to Parcher. |
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I'll be dogged. |
00:35:09 |
The mick's been |
00:35:13 |
Welcome to the outfit, |
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This don't make sense. |
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Don't touch anything. |
00:36:48 |
Who takes men and horses. |
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...and leaves |
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This is something |
00:37:21 |
We stay on the trail, huh? |
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Which direction are we going? |
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You'll go whatever direction |
00:37:38 |
What about the wagon? |
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The man said |
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Damn. |
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Shit. |
00:38:59 |
Agh! |
00:39:01 |
Hey, what's wrong |
00:39:09 |
What in the hell? |
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Jesus God. |
00:39:39 |
She's breathing. |
00:39:44 |
She's not one of the Stewarts. |
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Who is she? |
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That's just like |
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She should have |
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Still moist. |
00:39:57 |
Any other marks on her? |
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You got eyes. |
00:40:01 |
There's something scratching. |
00:40:03 |
She's been drug a spell. |
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- What else? |
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Did the Indians |
00:40:10 |
How the hell am I |
00:40:12 |
There's something |
00:40:14 |
What are you talking about? |
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I hear it too. |
00:40:23 |
It's in her shoe. |
00:40:27 |
Take it off. |
00:41:22 |
Why would they bury her alive? |
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I don't know. |
00:41:27 |
It's a miracle she ain't dead. |
00:41:31 |
What about the crucifix |
00:41:50 |
What if they buried |
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We'll find her. |
00:42:05 |
Here, it's yours. |
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What do I do with it? |
00:42:15 |
Hellfire, I don't know. |
00:42:17 |
Find comfort in your Maker. |
00:42:31 |
Now once you get |
00:42:33 |
...you stay with her. |
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I can catch up with you guys |
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We won't have more than |
00:42:40 |
...before those missing |
00:42:50 |
Don't ride it now unless you want |
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- I know it, sir. |
00:43:01 |
I wouldn't trust any other |
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Enough. |
00:44:28 |
- I don't like this quiet. |
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Yonder. |
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He looks Sioux. |
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Shit, they got us flanked. |
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Come on. |
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God damn it, that was a greeting. |
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Whoa. |
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- We got trouble? |
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I'm shot. |
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Jesus Christ Almighty, |
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And you deserve worse. |
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If you so much as touch |
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I will holster it |
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- You understand? |
00:45:43 |
Let's keep at it. |
00:45:59 |
Well, don't think of it. |
00:46:03 |
...as being forward |
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Well, that's civilized. |
00:46:53 |
Well, good night. |
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Jesus. |
00:47:27 |
You're still awake. |
00:47:29 |
You're trying to... |
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I'm so sorry, I... |
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What did they do to you? |
00:47:41 |
You think that Sioux back |
00:47:44 |
There's more flavors of Sioux |
00:47:47 |
How come we never |
00:47:49 |
I can't say. |
00:47:50 |
I expect they'll introduce |
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The mick ain't made us the most |
00:47:55 |
You know, I have a notion |
00:47:58 |
Amen to that. |
00:48:00 |
I'll stay out till we |
00:48:03 |
They might not be so far off. |
00:48:06 |
If that Indian you shot at |
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...he wanted to trade. |
00:48:11 |
...that we might want... |
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They don't trade in whites. |
00:48:14 |
And if this is revenge |
00:48:16 |
We got no reason |
00:48:18 |
We can still find her. |
00:48:20 |
He's right. |
00:48:23 |
We don't quit. We don't sleep. |
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Jesus, Clay. |
00:49:00 |
Come on. |
00:49:06 |
- My leg. |
00:49:23 |
Get over here. |
00:49:34 |
Don't waste your bullets. |
00:49:36 |
...unless you're |
00:52:33 |
How long are we gonna lay here? |
00:52:35 |
They could be waiting in ambush. |
00:52:39 |
The horse is starting to smell. |
00:52:56 |
Hey, that's poison oak, |
00:53:01 |
Looks it. |
00:53:03 |
I'll tell you what... |
00:53:05 |
...put your gloves on. |
00:53:07 |
...and pile up as much of |
00:53:11 |
while we wait for dawn. |
00:53:15 |
They used to make us |
00:53:18 |
Yeah? |
00:53:20 |
I knew a man that got caught. |
00:53:22 |
...downwind of the smoke. |
00:53:24 |
Venting his lungs for two days. |
00:53:26 |
You boys about set? |
00:53:28 |
He drowned in his own blood. |
00:53:30 |
All set. |
00:53:31 |
All right, get to burning. |
00:53:33 |
Let's go. |
00:53:35 |
It just don't seem right. |
00:53:39 |
It gets us back on the trail. |
00:54:29 |
I thought you ain't |
00:54:32 |
So we know where he's buried. |
00:54:39 |
Leave it off. |
00:54:42 |
If them Indians know |
00:54:44 |
...they're liable. |
00:54:47 |
...to dig him up |
00:54:50 |
...make him blind |
00:54:53 |
This mean we're heading back? |
00:54:55 |
No. |
00:54:57 |
Shitfire. |
00:55:00 |
John Clay'd piss on us |
00:55:02 |
...if we turned back now. |
00:55:28 |
How do you think he does that... |
00:55:31 |
...sleeps on his horse? |
00:55:33 |
I wish I knew so I could do it. |
00:55:35 |
Haven't closed my eyes |
00:55:39 |
I wish I had my hat. |
00:55:55 |
Hard to fathom. |
00:55:58 |
John Clay being dead. |
00:56:04 |
I've known that man |
00:56:11 |
You ever get |
00:56:14 |
...women. |
00:56:16 |
...from the Indians? |
00:56:21 |
Not personally. |
00:56:23 |
Not alive. |
00:56:25 |
I... |
00:56:32 |
I met a woman who... |
00:56:35 |
who come back once, |
00:56:38 |
But she lived. |
00:56:43 |
I'll take the first watch. |
00:56:45 |
No, you sleep. |
00:56:47 |
I'll keep a lookout. |
00:57:22 |
Callaghan. |
00:57:40 |
Coffey, I can't find Parcher. |
00:57:44 |
Why's the fire so high? |
00:57:47 |
I woke up in the heat of it. |
00:57:49 |
Something's up. |
00:57:55 |
He's using us. |
00:57:58 |
Indians see the fire, attack us... |
00:58:00 |
Parcher sees the Indians. |
00:58:02 |
Son of a bitch. |
00:58:05 |
This fire will die down. |
00:58:20 |
Do you hear that? |
00:58:24 |
It's almost like... |
00:58:53 |
My neck. |
00:58:57 |
Do we have any bandages? |
00:58:58 |
It ain't bleeding. |
00:59:05 |
Jesus. |
00:59:08 |
Now I can't feel my hand. |
00:59:10 |
What did that Indian do to me? |
00:59:13 |
Those weren't Indians. |
00:59:15 |
Here, clean it out. |
00:59:18 |
What right did you have |
00:59:21 |
It ain't about rights. |
00:59:24 |
And I'm the one |
00:59:32 |
I can't feel my face. |
00:59:34 |
They're all around us. |
00:59:39 |
I think they're waiting for us |
00:59:41 |
Fat goddamn chance today. |
00:59:56 |
Coffey, would you. |
00:59:59 |
...hand that cross over? |
01:00:16 |
If I don't make it back... |
01:00:19 |
...you give that |
01:00:22 |
Or you give it to Dobie. |
01:00:24 |
...and tell him |
01:00:29 |
I'll do it |
01:00:32 |
I appreciate it. |
01:00:34 |
We've got a fire. |
01:00:39 |
Careful, we don't know |
01:00:42 |
Yeah, well, |
01:01:09 |
What did she say? |
01:01:13 |
Told us to set a spell. |
01:01:18 |
Her name is Faith. |
01:01:29 |
She's talking |
01:01:31 |
Said they killed |
01:01:33 |
- As her what a Burrower is. |
01:02:16 |
They... They use |
01:02:19 |
...and bury their victims |
01:02:47 |
They eat soft parts. |
01:02:50 |
Soft parts? |
01:02:51 |
What's that mean? |
01:02:56 |
I like my soft parts. |
01:02:59 |
Shit. |
01:03:25 |
Ute Indians know |
01:03:27 |
Does she know how |
01:03:39 |
- Ute might know. |
01:03:42 |
What about them? |
01:03:43 |
We can't stop searching |
01:03:46 |
We find the Utes; |
01:03:48 |
...they lead us |
01:03:51 |
we kill the Burrowers; |
01:03:53 |
...you build a cabin on |
01:03:55 |
Faith coming with us? |
01:03:59 |
That, or I'm |
01:04:48 |
Coffey, see that bruise |
01:04:52 |
His face and hands too. |
01:04:54 |
The man's falling apart. |
01:04:57 |
I'm starting to think. |
01:04:59 |
I mightn't be so eager |
01:05:01 |
...for that crazy shitbird's |
01:05:03 |
I'm risking nothing |
01:05:07 |
You still think you're |
01:05:09 |
Maryanne Stewart? |
01:05:12 |
What if she looks |
01:05:16 |
I may need the Indian cure |
01:05:21 |
Hey... |
01:05:23 |
what's the ruckus back here? |
01:05:26 |
Just talking. |
01:05:28 |
I thought I might have |
01:05:30 |
Don't tell me you boys |
01:05:32 |
This is Ute territory. |
01:05:41 |
What did she say? |
01:05:44 |
Not a thing. |
01:05:53 |
Let's go. |
01:06:17 |
We're here. |
01:06:19 |
What? |
01:06:21 |
There's no here here. |
01:06:25 |
Utes will come. |
01:06:30 |
Get me off this horse. |
01:06:35 |
Come on. |
01:06:41 |
Christ, come on. |
01:07:32 |
Are your eyes open, bud? |
01:07:36 |
You hear me calling? |
01:07:39 |
Oy! |
01:07:41 |
I'm awake. |
01:07:43 |
Good. |
01:08:02 |
You think that boy and his |
01:08:09 |
Did you hear |
01:08:13 |
L... I'd sure hate |
01:08:17 |
who was trying |
01:09:10 |
What? |
01:09:34 |
Take that one out! |
01:09:57 |
- Did you see those things? |
01:10:00 |
I saved your ungrateful ass |
01:10:02 |
Parcher, you stupid...! |
01:10:05 |
Jesus God in Heaven... |
01:10:07 |
...that was no Indian. |
01:10:11 |
Put wood on the fire, she says. |
01:10:20 |
- What's she saying? |
01:10:24 |
- Use your hands. Sign. |
01:10:26 |
- She wants us to go. |
01:10:30 |
Don't listen to that |
01:10:32 |
She knows more than you do. |
01:10:34 |
Yeah yeah, if I can |
01:10:37 |
We're staying right goddamn here. |
01:10:43 |
Come on... |
01:10:47 |
Coffey... |
01:10:53 |
Don't. |
01:11:06 |
God damn you to hell, Coffey. |
01:11:09 |
God damn you. |
01:11:24 |
You boys better |
01:11:34 |
Coffey... |
01:11:36 |
we gotta do something |
01:11:52 |
Here here here. |
01:11:53 |
Come on, come on. |
01:11:59 |
Agh! |
01:12:11 |
- No English. |
01:12:13 |
I'm empty. |
01:12:15 |
Drop me |
01:12:20 |
Praise God. |
01:12:26 |
Yeah, um... |
01:12:28 |
Je parle Français, kind of. |
01:12:44 |
...Burrowers. |
01:12:46 |
Drop me and get your rifle. |
01:12:56 |
He says he can fix you. |
01:12:58 |
Something about little fish. |
01:13:10 |
He keeps talking about little fish. |
01:13:14 |
Oh, Jesus Christ Almighty, |
01:13:17 |
...he's talking about bait. |
01:13:19 |
No. No. |
01:13:23 |
No. Jesus Christ Almighty, |
01:13:27 |
- Drop me! |
01:13:32 |
Oh, God. |
01:13:35 |
Shoot him! |
01:13:37 |
Pick up your goddamn rifle |
01:13:41 |
Don't let them take me! |
01:13:44 |
You're killing me, |
01:13:56 |
Are they gone? |
01:13:59 |
I don't know. |
01:14:18 |
You ain't thinking |
01:14:21 |
The Ute? |
01:14:27 |
Oh, God. |
01:14:33 |
Coffey? |
01:14:37 |
She's dead. |
01:14:46 |
Let's go home. |
01:14:58 |
I gotta go |
01:14:59 |
The hell you do. |
01:15:02 |
...before them Indians |
01:15:09 |
It's not for him. |
01:15:16 |
We don't know how to stop |
01:15:19 |
We don't know how to kill them. |
01:15:21 |
I want to go home. |
01:15:24 |
They took Maryanne from home. |
01:15:27 |
Home isn't safe. |
01:16:09 |
Silence. |
01:16:38 |
Oh, man. |
01:16:55 |
Jesus. Coffey. |
01:16:57 |
Thank God. |
01:17:08 |
What? |
01:17:09 |
They made me... |
01:17:14 |
- Drink? |
01:17:17 |
What do you mean, drink? |
01:20:26 |
You poisoned the little fish... |
01:20:32 |
...to poison them. |
01:23:06 |
It didn't work. |
01:25:55 |
It was the sunlight. |
01:25:57 |
It burned them alive. |
01:26:02 |
The Utes poisoned them. |
01:26:05 |
They put something in Parcher |
01:26:10 |
If that Indian dies |
01:26:16 |
Shit. |
01:26:18 |
Nothing's easy. |
01:26:23 |
I can make it to Fort Bismarck |
01:26:27 |
You think that Indian |
01:26:30 |
I don't know. |
01:26:34 |
Can you? |
01:26:40 |
Get to it. |
01:28:02 |
Come on. |
01:28:04 |
Get up, you lazy bastard. |
01:28:18 |
Hey. |
01:28:55 |
Parcher's Irish. |
01:29:00 |
I'll be damned. |
01:29:02 |
Parcher's Irish. |
01:29:04 |
My God, man, they told me |
01:29:06 |
I'm glad you made it, son. |
01:29:09 |
I'm afraid you're too late |
01:29:13 |
I know. |
01:29:14 |
Yeah. What the hell |
01:29:17 |
We buried him proper, though. |
01:29:20 |
The man was wiser |
01:29:23 |
It took us four days |
01:29:27 |
...to get them Sioux to tell us |
01:29:30 |
Yeah, well, we got scouts. |
01:29:34 |
...routing out the Ute |
01:29:36 |
...regular Indians. |
01:29:38 |
They can whoop |
01:29:40 |
...but can't fight |
01:29:42 |
Where's Callaghan? |
01:29:43 |
Who? |
01:29:44 |
He was your cook. |
01:29:48 |
Oh, Walnut, Walnut. |
01:29:51 |
God rest him. |
01:29:53 |
...he would have owed me |
01:29:56 |
What? |
01:29:58 |
We had to amputate his leg. |
01:30:00 |
...and he up and died |
01:30:02 |
The man was hysterical... |
01:30:04 |
...delirious before he passed. |
01:30:07 |
Yeah. |
01:30:09 |
Of course. |
01:30:12 |
we never did find them Stewarts. |
01:30:15 |
Yeah, well... |
01:30:17 |
I doubt we ever will. |
01:30:19 |
They was probably dead |
01:30:21 |
Yeah. |
01:30:23 |
Well, I guess all we can do |
01:30:27 |
...them Indians never do |
01:30:44 |
# Hush-a-bye, don't you cry. # |
01:30:48 |
# Go to sleep, you little baby. # |
01:30:52 |
# When you awake |
01:30:55 |
# And all the pretty |
01:31:02 |
# Dun and bay, sorrel and gray. # |
01:31:06 |
# A pall with six white horses. # |
01:31:12 |
# Dun and bay, sorrel and gray. # |
01:31:16 |
# And all the pretty horses. # |
01:31:27 |
# Way down yonder, down in the meadow # |
01:31:31 |
# There's a poor little lamb. # |
01:31:35 |
# The bees and flies |
01:31:39 |
# Poor little lamb |
01:31:43 |
# Crying for its mother. # |
01:31:50 |
# Mama gone and Daddy gone. # |
01:31:54 |
# Oh, you miss our little baby. # |
01:31:58 |
# So when you wake we will have cake. # |
01:32:02 |
# And all the pretty little horses. # |
01:32:08 |
# Dun and bay, sorrel and gray. # |
01:32:12 |
# A pall with six white horses. # |
01:32:17 |
# Dun and bay, sorrel and gray. # |
01:32:20 |
# And all. # |
01:32:23 |
# Those pretty little horses. # |