Dead Men (2018) Movie Script

[film projector running]
[birds squawking]
[child laughing]
[music playing]
[pickaxe clanging]
Captain Roy Struthers?
Get out here.
- What's this?
- Name's Vance Edison.
I was hired by a man
named Cole Roberts
from Jackson Ridge
to reclaim this here mine.
He rightfully owns it now.
Is that right?
That's the money
you paid for it,
plus a little extra
for showing gold.
You can't sell land
to a hard-working man,
then after he finds gold on it,
take it back.
This land belongs
to the Struthers family!
I don't think you're
understanding me.
I'm here to tell you
to clear out
of this here mine now.
Best take that money
and go, captain.
You son of a bitch!
Jesse, get down to the river
and fetch some water!
- Pa, I think I...
- Now, damn it!
Now you listen to me,
you son of a bitch.
There ain't nothing or nobody
gonna kick me off my land.
So you go on
back down that hill
and you go tell Cole
to clear this up.
You listen to me,
you stubborn old coot!
I'll give you ten seconds
to gather your things
and start saddling
your horses.
Maybe we should go see
the sheriff now?
We ain't going nowhere
till this son of a bitch
gets off my land!
Hyah! Hyah!
[Western music plays]
Hey, Vance.
Look at that.
Is that the son
of Roy Struthers down there?
You shut your mouth.
Who's asking?
Just a lone traveler.
Lone traveler, we ain't kind
to strangers 'round here.
You'd best
get on your way.
- Jesse!
- Goddamn it, mister!
You need to mind
your own business!
Jesse! Jesse!
Hyah! Hyah!
Put your hands
where I can see 'em.
Now just who
the hell are you
and how do you
know my name?
I'm a very good friend
of your father's, son.
Served together
in the cavalry.
Last good friend
of my father
just hired someone
to murder him.
Who's the son of a bitch
that had him killed?
[people clamoring]
Get that filth
out of here, boys.
Hold on, ya bunch
of pack rats!
Don't shoot!
It's me. Charlie.
Where the hell
is Vance, Charlie?
He got shot dead.
Hell, he went after
Jesse Struthers.
We got Roy, though.
But the boy...
...the boy escaped.
He escaped, huh?
I'll be Goddamned.
He killed Vance Edison.
Cole, I've been
running all day and,
well, I was wondering if you
had a little swig of water.
Sure I do, Charlie.
Just a second.
No, don't!
Rest in eternal peace,
Where are you headed?
I'm going after that
son of a bitch Cole Roberts.
I'm gonna kill him.
Damn, you're bull-headed.
Where's your brother?
Dad's dead.
Yeah, I know.
How do you know?
I got a letter.
A letter from who?
It didn't say.
Well, it had to say
where it was from.
Who the hell are you?
Name's Virgil Calhoun.
I was one of your father's
closest friends.
"I was one of
his closest friends."
Hey! How 'bout
some shots, huh?
A toast to Dad.
Come on.
Get up here, Jesse.
- [clears throat]
- [bottle uncorks]
To the late and great
Captain Roy Struthers.
May he rest
in eternal peace.
That son of a bitch.
Get up! Come on!
Goddamn it, you two!
That's enough!
You two need to start
acting like grown men.
[both coughing]
Here's to
Captain Roy Struthers,
a man who lived and died
with integrity.
Saddle up.
We're gonna see
some friends.
[quiet Western music plays]
It'll be just a moment, dear.
Is it all done?
Not exactly.
Jesse killed Vance Edison
and escaped.
But I've got somebody
who'll take care of it
- once and for all.
- I don't care who you get.
Just get it done.
Soon as he is marked as dead,
the county can
seize the property.
I'll take care of it,
And what about the youngest?
What is being done about him?
Ah, he's a leaky vessel.
We'll get him
to sign over the land.
Time is money, Cole.
I need you to
track down an outlaw
and kill him.
How much?
I'll pay you $1,000.
You bring him to me in a week.
[clicks tongue]
[Cole] 2,000.
That's my final offer,
and you get him to me
in three days.
Carlos Van Pelt
at your service.
Name is Jesse Struthers.
[fly buzzing]
Rides a black mare.
Where was he last seen?
Red Rock Quarry,
about a day ago.
You kill him.
I'll see you here
in three days' time.
- Hyah!
- [Cole] Billy, you take Curly
and you trail him
by half a day.
And, Billy...
no matter what,
you bring me the corpse
of Jesse Struthers.
- What was that?
- Jake.
Put that pistol away. Now.
Do exactly what I say.
[quiet music plays]
I'm sorry I wasn't
there for you, my son.
Psst. Billy.
Why are you
following me?
Oh, Billy, Billy.
You really must get
control of your emotions.
Could get you
killed one day.
Well, boys,
I guess you won't be needing
these fine horses anymore.
- [Carlos] Old man!
- [horse whinnies]
What's it gonna be?
Pistols or knives?
I like you.
I think I can kill you
with just a knife.
I ain't gonna be
that easy.
[both grunt]
- Aah!
- [knife cuts]
- [grunts, exclaims]
- [knife cuts]
Feels good, doesn't it?
Makes you feel alive.
- [grunts, exclaims]
- [knife cuts]
[both grunting]
[horse whinnies]
- [knife cutting]
- [Jesse] Virgil!
- [grunts]
- [grunts]
Jake! Jake!
You are one tough
son of a bitch.
Jesse Struthers.
I've got to get your corpse
back to Jackson Ridge.
But we do have
some time to kill.
This is the part
I love the most.
[gun clicks]
- [yells]
- [knife plunges]
Why'd he have to take
our goddamn horses?
Who goes there?
Jake Struthers.
Put your goddamn gun away,
I need to speak with Cole.
Things have changed.
He ain't gonna be
happy about this.
[labored breathing]
My boy.
Virgil. Virgil!
Virgil. Virgil!
- [yells]
- [grunts]
- [children laughing]
- [men chanting]
[groans playfully]
[tribal music playing]
[both grunting]
[both grunting]
This is the part
I love the most.
[Western music playing]
Hi there, Sissy.
You're looking
beautiful today.
Can you at least say hi?
You lost, boy?
No, I don't reckon I am.
Dumb son of a bitch.
You shoot, I blow
your goddamn head off!
Well, why don't you
do me a favor
and put me out of my misery?
Go on, now.
I think this son of a bitch
just might be
crazier than I am.
[door opens]
How the hell are you?
Boys, put your guns away,
will you?
We're respectable members
of the community now.
So you're here
to see Cole, huh?
Why else would I be here?
All right.
Get inside.
[knocking on door]
Jake Struthers is here
to see you.
Send him in.
[door creaks open]
Jake, good to see you.
Bringing me news
of your brother?
No news at the present time.
I sure hope you're not here
to ask for more money.
That is precisely
why I'm here.
Been kind of a dry spell.
I figured the last batch
I gave you
would've lasted longer.
I see you pissed it
all away again
on whiskey and whores.
You know, I like you, Jake.
You're colorful.
You come here and you put
your feet up on my desk,
and you make yourself at home
with nothing more to offer me
than, "I want more money."
You know, I pride myself
on being a good
judge of character,
so I ask myself,
"Why would he do that
when he knows that I'd cut
his throat from ear to ear
without a second thought?"
[muffled groan]
That's exactly what
you want, isn't it Jake?
You want me to kill you
and end your miserable life
because you don't have
the balls to do it yourself.
You see?
I like cowards, Jake.
They're predictable.
You're predictable.
[soft chuckle]
[grunting, groaning]
Now look at me.
You come back to me again,
and you won't
walk out of here.
You understand me?
- Get up!
- [groans]
Hell, Cole,
maybe I'll go buy a gold mine
and become a millionaire
just like you.
And maybe the people
of this town
need to find out
who you really are,
Mr. Blackwood,
brother of
a wanted murderer.
You won't be able to
take a piss in this town,
let alone buy another drink.
So you enjoy it
while you can.
Get him the hell
out of here.
[man 1]
Whoa, whoa!
[man 2]
Watch it! Watch it!
[man whistles]
That son of a bitch just
doesn't get it, does he?
Want me to kill him?
No. Not yet.
While his brother's still out
there, he can be of use to us.
Thank you very much.
I'm glad
we had this talk.
But just so
you understand,
you have until the winter
to make this decision.
[man shouting]
[men chanting
in foreign language]
[Western music playing]
What's the problem?
Name's Vance Edison.
I was hired by a man
named Cole Roberts
from Jackson Ridge to
reclaim this here mine.
He rightfully owns it now.
[man] This land belongs
to the Struthers family!
[Vance] I don't think
you're understanding me.
- [man] You son of a bitch!
- I'll give you ten seconds
to gather your things and
start saddling your horses.
Maybe we should go see
the sheriff now.
We ain't going nowhere
till this son of a bitch
gets off my land!
[bird screeching]
You're a hard man to catch,
Jesse Struthers.
[gunfire, Vance grunts]
[horse whinnies]
[horse galloping]
[grunting, panting]
[pounding on door]
What do you want?
Help me. Please.
Fetch me some hot water
and bring me my tools.
Now, damn it!
All we've got's
some moonshine.
I'll tell you the truth,
I'm a little
liquored up myself.
Here. Have some of this.
It'll help with the pain.
Don't waste it.
That's good moonshine.
Kills the germs.
I ought to tell you, it's been
awhile since I practiced.
Get on with it.
[slicing, groaning]
Get in there!
I got it.
What of your eye?
Must've been real hungry.
I could stitch it,
but it's gonna hurt some.
[slicing, yelling]
[men grunting]
Each Friday, we take
a week's worth of gold
and deliver it to the assay
office for a favorable return.
From there, my men
split the money two ways,
and escort your share to you
and mine back to me.
I'm certainly amazed at
the loyalty of your men, Cole.
I just can't fathom it.
It's not loyalty.
You see that?
That man was heard
entertaining the idea
of pinching
a little for himself.
My foreman caught wind
of it and nipped it.
If all is as you say it is,
this could take
our relationship
to a whole new level.
Glad to hear it.
Well, I must be going.
I have a meeting
with my constituents
[whispers indistinctly]
[clears throat]
Do you know a man
by the name of Eli Thomas?
Can't say that I do.
Eli has this ridiculous notion
of running against me
for governor.
What do you want me
to do about it?
Well, I was hoping
you could, uh, make him...
rethink the idea.
I'll take care of it.
But I need you to do
something for me first.
I need you to vouch for me.
For what?
Mayor of Jackson Ridge.
[clears throat]
We can do business
together privately,
but do not think
for a second
that my reputation
can be bought.
This town deserves
better than you.
[horse whinnies, gallops]
[grunting softly]
It's good to see
you awake, stranger.
We didn't know if you were
gonna make it or not.
How long was I out for?
Day or two.
[panting, groaning]
Oh, you know,
sorry about this.
We just couldn't risk
you ripping out them stitches
and losing any more blood.
You know?
I need a mirror.
You best wait awhile
'til the swelling settles.
I want to see it now.
What the hell
did you do to my face?
That's the best I could do
under the circumstances.
You're lucky to be alive.
No... are.
Thank you for
meeting with us.
Well, I don't know how
you deal with this heat.
I'm from back east myself.
It's always
a little bit cooler.
All the time
I've spent out here,
I've never been able to
get used to this climate.
[speaking native language]
He say, "What you want?"
I have orders
to clear this land.
Now, there are two ways
we can go about that.
The first is to relocate you
to someplace suitable
and give you
a large sum of money.
Now, that's the way
I'd like to do it.
The alternative is to forcibly
remove you from this land
and give you nothing.
Now, I don't want to
have to do that,
but if you give me
no choice...
I'll leave it up to you.
[man translating]
Where the hell do you
think you're going?
First platoon, post!
[echoing shouts]
[echoing shouts]
[wagon approaching]
Eli Thomas?
Can I help you?
Got a message for you.
That you should withdraw
from running for governor.
Is that so?
Get out of my way.
Accidents can happen, Eli.
Who the hell
do you think you are?
You gonna shoot me?
Go ahead.
I ain't afraid of you.
And I sure as hell
ain't afraid
of that Donald Deets.
He comes down here
in his fancy suits
trying to scare me off.
My family's been
on this land far too long
to be intimidated
by the likes of you.
You tell your boss
that I ain't running,
seeing that he's bribed off
every last one of my investors.
But if I had the money,
oh, I would run
and I would win.
He can be sure of that.
[piano playing]
[man talks indistinctly,
woman giggling]
[woman gasps]
There ain't no free pokes.
There ain't no free gropes.
There ain't no free
nothing in my saloon.
You want to taste this,
you pay Eddie
and you take it upstairs.
Yes, ma'am.
Ah, my English rose.
You are the best part
of my week.
[knocking on door]
[English accent]
You've got the wrong room.
[door opens]
Did you hear me?
I said get out!
My God.
I thought you were dead.
Yeah, I should be,
but I'm not.
- I need to find Jake.
- Jake?
Why would you ever
want to speak to him
after what he did to you?
Jake was never
one for courage.
And leaving me for dead,
well, that's something
I won't forget.
But I need his help
to go after Cole.
[exasperated sigh]
I can't be the one
to tell you this.
- Tell me what?
- [sighs]
Sissy, I don't have
time for this. Tell me.
Jake was working
for Cole the whole time.
He set you up.
He made a deal with Cole
in exchange for you.
Ah, damn him.
Where do I find
Cole Roberts?
That is just
asking for trouble
that you don't need.
don't do
anything stupid.
Stupid's the only thing
I got left.
[pickaxes clanging,
indistinct chatter]
[man] See you later,
Guthrie, you asshole!
[men chattering]
[men laughing]
Hey, Guthrie.
Hey, the boss
wants to see you.
Who the hell are you?
I was just brought on.
Hey, uh, water break?
I'm all right.
Son of a bitch!
[men chattering]
Go ahead. Go ahead.
Yeah, exactly.
- Hey, I'll show you.
- It's all you.
Give me that damn knife.
You got to know your knife.
Feel the balance
of the blade.
Know how many revolutions
it's gonna take
to stick your target.
- Virgil...
- Enough!
If you do decide
to pull a knife,
you better know
how to use it.
You got to know
your kill shots.
here, here.
I want you to take this knife,
and I want to see you
practicing with it all day.
You hear me?
Yes, sir.
'Cause I might not be around
to watch your back.
[horse galloping]
[soft grunting]
I'll be damned.
Jesse Struthers.
It's a pleasure to finally
meet you in the flesh.
You earned that cut, son.
I can't afford to
have you blow up my mine.
Cole Roberts.
You're lucky there's
bars between us,
you murdering son of a bitch.
If I'm not mistaken,
I think there's a warrant out
for your arrest
on those charges, boy.
I ain't afraid of you.
You think you got this town
in your pocket, but you don't.
There's only so many times
you can push a man down
before he fights back,
and when that day happens,
I hope I'm there
to watch you suffer.
They're gonna hang you
first thing in the morning.
I just wanted to stop by
so you could see the man
who took everything from you
before you dangle on the end
of a rope tomorrow.
I swear to you,
you will pay for
the murder of my family,
whether it be in
this life or the next!
You sleep good now.
Oh, that's right.
I forgot.
You're an Indian-lover now.
I tell you what,
I'm gonna sleep
with one eye open...
just in case.
- [folk music playing]
- [chattering]
There's your 50.
And there's another hundred.
Too rich for my blood.
I'm out.
Never understood the phrase
"Too rich for my blood."
What does it mean?
Does my blood have a value?
Is it any more expensive
than, say, yours?
What the hell you
going on about, mister?
You're more drunk than me.
On the contrary.
I'm having what I call
a moment of clarity.
And the name
is Benjamin Brown.
I don't really care
what your name is.
Are you in or you out?
My, my.
Straight to the point.
Do you mind if I impart
a piece of knowledge to you?
Well, it is a free country.
The cards you hold
in your hands
are inconsequential
in a game of poker.
Why, that's some
impressive advice, Benjamin.
[men snicker]
Well, then, let not
another minute go by.
Do show us
that marvelous hand.
Uh, don't be so presumptuous.
You haven't
seen my cards yet.
As I was trying to tell you,
it's no use being enamored
with a beautiful young woman,
unless you are
absolutely certain
she's the most ravishing
creature in the room.
Full house.
You cheated.
I'm bewildered by
the vulgarity of your comment.
One should always
play fairly,
especially when one
has the winning hand.
Play fairly my ass!
There's no way
you could've got that hand.
I can take many things
in this world,
but what I cannot accept is an
assassination of my character.
I leave it up to you.
Just the man I'm looking for.
- What?
- You haven't heard?
They the caught
the vigilante Jesse Struthers
this afternoon.
What the hell are you
talking about?
He tried to blow up my mine.
My foreman caught him and
knocked his ass clean out.
He hangs in the morning.
What's the matter, Jake?
Cat got your tongue?
I've got eyes on him
all night, Mr. Blackwood.
Don't even think about it.
- Do you mind?
- Please.
You're new in town.
How about a friendly
game of poker?
Is that what we are?
You have at it.
Would you mind?
Not at all.
- Where are you from?
- Back east.
Oh, a city boy.
What the hell you doing
all the way out here?
You know, adventure.
No limit.
Fine by me.
What can I do for you, Jake?
Wondering if I could have
a word with the prisoner.
What's your business with him?
It's personal.
Best said between us.
Go on and put
your pistol on the table.
You have five minutes.
And no funny business.
Oh, my.
Must be my lucky day.
Friend, you have
a look on your face
as if you've already won.
You are feeling quite lucky
tonight, aren't you?
Very well, then.
I'll see your 2,000.
Four kings.
What cards do you have?
I think you exactly
what my cards are.
Think I'm gonna have
to call it a night.
What, so soon?
Let me give you a chance
to win your money back.
I'm afraid not.
One must have rules
to live by in life,
what's to separate you
from the common animal?
I don't suppose sorry
will cut it this time.
I just thought you being
my brother and all,
you'd be able to...
forgive me.
You asked to speak
to the prisoner,
not your brother.
You ain't sorry.
You just want me to tell you
that everything's okay
between us.
But it's not,
and it never will be.
You're a drunk.
And a coward.
And not worthy
of the name "brother."
I'm done here!
- [piano playing]
- [chattering]
Give me this week's take.
You thieving bastard.
Come in here each week
and steal my money.
Is there a problem here?
There's been a problem ever
since you arrived in this town.
- Careful.
- I'm done paying you.
[chatter continues]
All you people...
[chatter stops] never understand
why you pay me.
Who's to stop someone,
anyone, coming in here
and doing this?
[breathing heavily]
You know what stops them?
You pay me my money
or suffer the consequences.
You're a smart broad.
That's why we keep you around.
Are you all right?
I'm fine, thank you.
I detest physical violence
against women.
It's the lowest form
of humanity there is.
I'm fine, really.
I just need a moment
to fix myself up
and we can get to know
each other better.
I think you misunderstand me.
I don't wish to
misrepresent myself,
but I believe you know
Jake and Jesse Struthers.
We're done here.
[piano continues]
[crowd clamoring]
Jesse Struthers,
you have been
sentenced to death
on multiple counts
of murder.
[crowd murmuring]
At this place
and upon this day,
the 18th day of September,
the year of our Lord, 1869,
we hereby carry out
that sentence.
[cheers and applause]
You will hang from this rope...
...until you are dead.
In accordance with
the laws set forth,
do you have
any final words?
I do.
So speak them now
or forever hold
your peace.
The law has told you a version
of who they think I am.
But I want you all to know
that I am not those things.
I'm a good man.
My father was a good man
before he was murdered.
But I guess being a good man
just ain't enough.
I'm proud of who I am
and what I've become.
Before I hang,
I want everybody here
to know one thing...
that that man right there
killed my family and
set me up as the murderer.
He's the worst kind of sc...
What's the hold up here?
We come to see a hanging.
- Get a move on.
- [crowd cheering]
- [choking]
- [cheers and applause]
[scattered jeering]
[woman] You brought
it on yourself, boy!
- [woman shrieks]
- [man gasps]
[groans, coughing]
I don't think we're
gonna see a hanging today,
- are we, Sheriff?
- What the hell is he doing?
Take off his shackles.
Jake, have you lost
your goddamn mind?
Let him go or I'll kill you.
- Take them off!
- [Sheriff] Unshackle him.
Do it!
[Jake] Jesse?
Go grab some horses.
He's an outlaw, Sheriff!
You gonna let him
get away like that?
You're gonna hang
for this, Jake.
You're coming with us.
Go on. Get a head start.
Don't just stand there!
- Hyah!
- [woman] He's getting away!
Get off!
- Hyah!
- [gunfire]
- Go after him!
- [woman screams]
[men shouting]
Hyah! Hyah!
Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!
Hyah! Hyah, hyah!
Hyah, hyah!
Hyah, hyah!
Hyah, hyah!
Hyah, hyah!
Hyah, hyah, hyah!
Hyah! Hyah!
[neighs, whinnies]
Up there!
Pick off as many as you can
before they set up
a defensive.
I can do that.
Kill as many
as you can.
Well, where you going?
I'll finish the rest.
Get to cover!
[gunfire echoes]
[horses whinnying]
Hold your horses!
Get behind the rocks
and flank 'em!
[bullets ricocheting]
Where the fuck is he?
[gunfire continues]
- [gunshot]
- Ahh!
Go to hell.
Not just yet.
I'm sending you back
to Cole as a message.
Ah, this must be
your lucky day.
I'd rather use you
as target practice.
Fuck you, Jake!
You tell Cole we're
coming for him, you hear?
- [grunts]
- [horse neighs]
The hell happened to you?
You're different.
What did they do to you?
In all of our years
I've never seen you
kill another living thing.
There are three
dead men down there
slaughtered in a way
I've never seen.
You didn't even flinch.
You may have saved my life
today from hanging,
but don't think for one second
that changes anything
between us.
You may hate me
for what I did,
but if we don't stick
together, we're dead.
Hey! I'm talking to you!
- [cries out]
- [grunts]
[both grunting]
[both grunting]
This horse sure seen a lot
of riding, Mister.
Don't know if she could
have lasted much more.
Well, you take care
of her for me.
Why so many people around?
There's big reward out
for two brothers.
Seems to have brought every
bounty hunter into town.
$5,000 a piece.
What happened to
your face, Mister?
Why? Is something
wrong with it?
So I head on over,
based on a tip.
But them Macready boys?
Shacked up with
some fat whore
over in Silver City.
Then I walk in
and I'll be damned
if both of those boys
weren't there,
stark naked,
caught dead in the act.
Which one of 'em?
She was doin' both of 'em
at the same time.
- So what'd you do?
- Shot fat-ass Ned
as he tried to run out
the back door.
Darryl, he pulled the pistol
so I disarmed him with my whip
and I shot him in the head.
Now, how the hell did you
stop a bullet with a whip?
Would you like me
to show you?
I've got this
shiny gold coin.
I'll bet you that I can grab
that gun out of your hand
before you can
get off a shot.
Now, Mister, I ain't
looking for no trouble.
I just came here for a reward.
That's a smart move, friend.
Have a drink on me.
Joe, get him a bottle.
- [whip cracking]
- [laughter]
Looks like
the drink's on you.
Well, where was I?
My pack mule and fat-ass Ned.
Hey, Mister, didn't you
read the sign?
No one-eyed retards
I just realized I have
no money to pay for my drink.
I sure could use a shiny
gold coin about now.
- [whip cracking]
- [gunshot]
[Man] I've never seen
that before in my life.
I'm looking for a man
named Cole Roberts.
Anyone know where
I can find him?
He's in the building
over there.
You remember
the first time we met?
You were just a boy
all covered in shit.
I don't think you'd eaten
for days.
But, you had it.
The thing that
separates us from them.
Murderous rage.
From that moment on,
I knew you were mine.
Those people out there...
they don't get us.
They don't get where
we came from.
You think anybody
who has power,
I mean, real power,
is like them?
I don't think so.
Where are you headed
with this?
The presidency.
Hell, the whole world.
I want it all.
I need you by my side, Billy.
You're the only one I trust.
I, uh...
never knew my father.
Cole Roberts!
Cole Roberts!
Son of a bitch.
That's Vance Edison.
[Vance] Show yourself and
I won't kill all your men!
Oh, shit.
Vance, good to see ya.
Hell, I thought
you were dead.
I was.
I've been reborn.
Where's Charlie?
Charlie's dead.
The rumor is
you murdered him.
I just wanted to hear it
from you first
before I kill you.
Whoever told you that
sold you down the river.
I didn't kill Charlie.
Jesse Struthers did.
You expect me to believe
that boy killed Charlie?
That boy took out
four of my men.
Hell, he killed Carlos VanPelt
in a knife fight.
Vance, why would
I kill Charlie?
It makes no sense.
It doesn't need to make
any sense for you.
Find out for yourself.
You see if I'm lying.
You bring me that outlaw
Jesse Struthers
and there's a $5,000 reward
in it for ya.
All right, then.
But if I find out
you're lying,
I'm coming back,
and I will kill you.
Son of a bitch!
Follow him.
And when he finds them,
and he will find them,
you shoot them
all dead, you got me?
Can I go with him, boss?
Shut the hell up
and fetch me a drink.
Billy, be smart.
You understand?
Do it.
[horse whinnies]
What are you doing here?
Well, I know you're been
coming here every Sunday
for the past six months.
I want to talk to you...
I've got nothing
to say to you.
Get out of here.
You're not welcome.
I know you don't have
any family here.
- Who is that?
- It has nothing do with you.
Hey, don't walk away.
She's not yours.
Then who's is she?
It's just a part of the job.
- Sissy...
- Don't you touch me!
What do you want me to say?
I don't even know what
I did, goddamn it!
You were the one who
wouldn't talk to me.
I came to you
begging for mercy
and you just
kicked me out!
Don't you turn this
around on me.
You weren't there!
- For what?
- For me! For Jesse!
You sold your own
brother out!
What sort of man does that?
Why did you come here?
I need your help.
I may have found a way
to get out of this
and we can't do it
without you.
I mean, Jesse needs you.
I need you.
Fine. But I'm not
doing it for you.
It's good to see
you took my advice.
Oh, we got company.
- I'll be damn.
- You know this guy?
Damn right, I do.
Well, how the hell did
he find us out here?
Please, don't shoot.
What? You know this guy?
We talked a few nights ago.
What do you mean,
you talked?
I mean exactly what
I said. We talked.
I followed
the lady out here.
She had no idea
of my whereabouts.
Who are you and what do you
want with us, Mister?
The name's Benjamin Brown,
and I wish to offer
my services to you.
He's a card cheat
and a liar.
I bet you
you're working for Cole.
I can assure you I'm not
working for Cole Roberts.
And I did not
cheat you at cards.
You're simply
a poor player, Jacob.
Contrary to your brother's
feelings towards me,
my actions here
are purely noble.
Why do you wanna help us?
Frankly, I find Cole Roberts
to be a distasteful creature,
and I wish for him
to be taught a lesson.
Bullshit. He took you
for over $2,000
and you want payback.
I don't deny
that's part of it.
Cole Roberts
is a very dangerous man
and you did
by standing up to him,
that's never
been done before.
You have an opportunity
to put him away
for a very long time.
But if you're to face
Cole and his men,
you'll need more than
the three of you, that's a fact.
I've seen corruption
and greed firsthand.
I know what it does.
And our reasons
may not be the same,
but the end result is...
to take down Cole Roberts
and what he stands for
once and for all.
Jake, take his pistol.
Bad idea.
Maybe. We need all
the help we can get.
How can I help?
All right, then.
Here's what we got so far.
Cole does business
with a silent partner.
His name is Donald Deets.
Deets? Donald Deets?
He's harmless.
- You know him?
- He's a regular.
Yeah, well,
he's the reason
Cole was able to legally
seize our dad's mine.
The plan is
to ambush Deets' money
and make Cole out to be
the double-crosser.
So, make him think that he's not
giving him his share.
Much better than that.
What's the one thing
a politician wants
more than anything?
- Power.
- That's right.
We're gonna give Deets
a little competition
for governor
bought and paid for
by Cole Roberts himself.
Even if we're able
to do as you say,
how do you know Deets
will do business with you?
I don't.
But if we all offer him
the same split
he has with Cole,
I'm guessing he would rather
do business
with people like us
over a known ruffian
like Cole Roberts.
Who's in?
All right.
Let's do this.
[Tense music]
[Deets] You all know me.
I'm one of you!
And you know that
I will represent you!
Thank you for coming
out here today!
Now, don't forget to vote!
- [applause]
- [crowd murmuring]
- All right, all right.
- What a nice man!
Excuse me, Mr. Deets, sir.
Do you mind if we ask
a few questions?
Oh! Come on in, gentlemen.
I always have time for
my friends in the press.
How do you feel
about Eli Thomas'
late bid for governor?
What are you talking about?
That son of a bitch!
Can I quote you on that?
No! You may not.
My response is that
I welcome the competition.
The good people deserve that,
and I am confident
that I will be
your next governor.
And that
you can quote me on.
Something must be done
about this son of a bitch
Eli Thomas.
I sent my men
to take care of...
Clearly, they did
an outstanding job.
Give it a few weeks,
then take care of it.
I don't want anyone to know
I had anything to do with it.
I don't like
competition, Cole.
It's unhealthy for the soul.
I'll make it look
like an accident.
And when do I receive
my payment for this week?
Your payment was sent
over two days ago.
Well, it never came!
- Do not fuck with me, Cole!
- I'm not.
I provide power and
protection from the law
so that you can
do the groundwork.
If you are not capable
of such a simple task,
I will look
to someone who is.
I'll take care
of it, Donald.
I want my goddamn money.
If I have to pay you myself,
you'll get it.
You're slipping, Cole.
- Kenny!
- Yes, boss?
Where the hell
is Steve Aguilar?
I don't know.
I haven't seen him.
What's that kid's name?
- Joe something.
- Joe Stanford?
Get him to find him
and bring him to me.
- Now!
- Yes, boss.
[ horse whinnies ]
What have you got
to show me?
- What do you want for them?
- Three piece gold.
Three pieces of gold!
Trying to cheat an old man.
- I'll give you one piece.
- Three piece.
Goddamn savages. Fine!
You can come out now, mister.
Easy now.
He don't mean no harm.
Ain't that right?
He just wants to ask
you some questions
about that white man
you told me about.
[speaking native language]
Hello, Governor.
I'm so happy you stopped by.
Patience, my dear.
I've got a surprise for you.
- Ah!
- I'll be right back.
Are you ready
for your surprise?
Oh, I'm ready.
Here it is.
What the hell is going on?
Mr. Deets,
we mean you no harm.
We have some information
I think you really
need to hear about.
I'm done here.
Cole Roberts is paying
for Eli Thomas' election.
He wants him to win.
He struck
a better deal with him
and he's pulling money
from the mine to fund it.
I don't know what
you're talking about.
We can prove it.
- How?
- We'll show you.
And how did you come about
this information?
I used to work for Cole.
What do you want from me?
We want our names clear
and our land back.
You should know that land
is making me extremely rich.
Why would I do anything
to change that?
We'll pay you the same share
Cole is paying you.
I'll give you my entire share
in exchange for one favor.
What kind of favor?
Do you have anything to do
with the relocation
of Indians?
I might have something
to do with that.
Why do you ask?
Because I have
a personal interest
in making sure
a certain Apache tribe
is unharmed and gets exactly
what they're promised.
So you're telling me
if your Indian friends
get exactly what
they've been promised,
you'll give me
your share of the mine?
We'll draw up papers
and make it official.
We just want things to go
back to the way they were.
Fine, if you can prove
what you say is true,
I'll have my assistant
draft up the legal document.
That's fine by me.
- Jake?
- I suppose so.
Mr. Deets,
you got yourself a deal.
Now prove it.
bell on door jingles]
You're early!
I know. Open up.
[knocks on door]
Dear God.
I said you were early.
[door slams]
What do you want?
Do you know
who I work for?
I don't think he
believes you're serious.
How about now?
I think you're making
a terrible mistake.
It wouldn't be
the first time.
All right,
let's have it your way.
- No!
- [gun clicks]
I believe that last one
convinced him.
All right then.
Now, in a few minutes,
there are gonna be three men
that are gonna come
through that door.
And when they do,
it's business as usual,
do you understand?
And there's been
a slight change of plans.
Change of address.
I want you to tell them
to send the money there.
They won't listen to me.
[knocking on door,
bell on door jingles]
Shit. Go hide over there.
Unlock the door.
- Don't be a hero.
- Hey, open up!
If you tip them off,
my friend over there
will shoot you in the back.
- [man] Open this door!
- What are you doing?
Making sure you do your job.
Open this door right now!
[pounding on door]
If you don't open
this goddamn door,
- I'm coming.
- I'll break it down right now!
- I'm coming.
- Open this godda...
What took so damn long?
I'm sorry, I was
distracted with work.
Check and see if there's
anyone else in here.
There's no one
else in here.
Can we dispense
with the paranoia
and conduct business?
All right.
Let's conduct some
business then.
Two pounds and 11 ounces.
Exactly as I expected.
- Let's go.
- [grunts]
Oh, uh, before I forget,
uh, Cole sent me a telegram
with a new address
for where you were to
drop off the money at.
What the hell
you talking about?
He never said nothing about
no change in address.
Yeah, well, that's why
he sent the telegram.
Give me that address.
Well, the pleasure
was all mine.
They're gone. Let's go.
You're sure there were
two sets of tracks?
Yes, sir.
One of them shot
Steve Aguilar in the head.
Buried him out there.
I bet it was Jake.
I should've killed that little
shit when I had a chance.
Why would they
go after the money?
They're trying to lure me out.
Lure you out for what, Cole?
I don't know.
They're planning something
with that money.
But what?
You sure this is
the right place?
Mister... Thomas?
I have a package
for you.
Wasn't expecting it so soon.
Well, this money
is for Mr. Deets, right?
Son, this is all
for Mr. Deets.
Make sure you tell
our friend thank you.
Very much.
How's that for partnership?
You'll have your land back
before the end of the week.
Help me.
Help me.
Help me, please!
[horse whinnying,
people chattering]
[speaking native language]
[Jake] The look on Ed's
face when I told him
that there weren't
any bullets in the chamber.
[laughs] He...
He peed his pants,
did he not?
Yeah, he did.
He did, Jesse.
He peed himself.
I wish you could've seen
the look on Deets' face
when he found out
he'd been betrayed.
He nearly popped
a blood vessel in his head.
[rumbling in distance]
[horse whinnies]
Whoa, easy now.
What the hell is that?
[animals hooting
and chittering]
Time to draw, gentlemen.
[guns cocking]
[horse neighs, Jake grunts]
[Jesse groaning]
Jesse! Jesse! You okay?
Yeah, yeah,
it's just a graze.
Where's my pistol?
Where's my goddamn pistol?
What the hell was that?
- He needs a doctor.
- [groans]
Jesse, he's after you, not us.
You have to go!
You have to go, now!
[horse neighs in distance]
[panting, groaning]
- [grunting]
- [sizzling]
[panting, whimpering]
[fire crackling]
Jesse Struthers!
I know you're here!
I can smell
your burning flesh.
Mister, I don't know
who the hell you are!
Don't matter!
You stole my goddamn mare.
I'm gonna bury you
alive for that.
I enjoyed killing your father.
The look on his face
was worth it.
in native language]
[chanting continues]
Kill him.
Am I dreaming?
I am so proud of you, my son.
But it's time to get up.
It's time to finish
what you have started.
It's not your time.
It's time to go.
I will always be with you.
[gunshot, bullet ricochets]
Hey, Vance!
It's me, Billy Walters!
Cole sent me here to help you.
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to hit...
hit you.
It was an accident.
Goddamn it! Oh!
[coughs] Vance.
I didn't mean
to shoot you.
You got to believe me.
I meant to hit Struthers.
Well, you didn't.
Who is it?
It's me! Sissy!
What the hell
is going on here?
Please, I need your help.
No, Sissy, you tell me
what is going on here.
He's gonna die unless
we do something!
I'll get the doctor.
I'll boil water
for the doctor.
Don't you die on me,
Jacob Struthers.
I can't live my life
without you.
I don't want to.
He's fine.
A few more hours,
there wouldn't have been
nothing I could've done.
Can I see him now?
I don't think
that's a good idea.
But I can tell
that's not gonna
stop you,
so make it quick.
He's very tired.
[labored breathing]
- [shudders]
- Shh!
Don't say a word.
It wasn't supposed
to be like this.
I was finished with you.
What did you say?
I love you.
[chuckles weakly]
I love you, too.
We don't know where he is.
He's a survivor.
He'll be fine.
[man shouts
in native language]
[speaking native language]
[country folk music
playing in distance]
[laughter, chattering]
What the hell is that?
What the hell is that?
Is that who
that looks like?
Yeah, that's
Jesse Struthers.
- I'll be goddamned.
- Let's get him up.
Goddamn, he's a heavy
son of a bitch.
Get his ass
to the sheriff.
Get him up.
Look what just showed up.
Go get Doc Stevens.
You hang in there.
I know what's
been going on.
I'm on your side.
[knocking on door]
I thought you'd like to know
they found Jesse.
He's all right,
he's with the doc now.
Oh. Wonderful news.
Where are you going?
I have some business
to take care of.
I'll be back shortly.
[door closes]
[distant chattering]
Howdy, Marshall.
Release the prisoner.
I'd be happy to.
But on whose authority?
On mine.
I'm arresting
Cole Roberts
on three counts
of murder,
larceny and an attempt
to defraud the state.
So I suggest you take these men
and you go arrest him now
before he slips through
your fingers, Sheriff.
Yes, sir.
Come with me.
Cole Roberts?
You're under arrest.
Come on out with
your hands up.
I'm out here with
three U.S. Marshalls.
If you do not come on out,
we will be forced
to come on in.
Break that door down.
He knew we were coming.
The hell you have to
say for this, Sheriff?
[Cole] Three little mice
run down a hole, get stuck.
First mouse, he...
he starts to panic,
squirm, trying to
find a way out.
But there ain't none.
Second mouse,
he can't believe
he was stupid enough
to fall into the trap.
So he just...
withers away.
The third mouse,
the final mouse...
he kills the other two,
and eats them.
Couple weeks later,
the trap opens up
and he walks out alive.
I never would've guessed
that'd be you.
I feel like a traitor.
What's next?
Now? Now I set
a trap of my own.
They're smarter
than you think.
[muffled crying]
- [grunts]
- [groaning]
We'll just have to see
about that, won't we?
How do I look?
It's an improvement.
I'm just glad
you made it back.
Well, I'd be dead
if it weren't for you.
You saved my life.
Don't mention it.
God damn it, Jake.
Why in the hell
did you do it?
You just took a bullet for me
without a second thought.
But then you go off
and make a deal
with the devil
for my life?
Help me to understand it here,
'cause I just don't get it.
I don't know.
- I just don't know.
- I can't accept that.
You see,
I don't trust you, Jake.
Look, I want to.
But I just don't know why
you do the things you do.
ever since we were kids,
you went out of your way
to hurt me.
What are you talking about?
Are you serious?
How about when
you stole my horse,
got drunk and lost her
on a poker game?
- Or what about Laurie?
- [exhales]
The only girl
I ever loved, Jake,
and you fucked her
to spite me.
And worst of all,
when I had a knife
thrown into my shoulder
and you left me to die.
Now how could you do it
when all I've ever done
is love you?
All I've ever done
is hate you!
You were always
his favorite!
"Oh, Jesse
can do no wrong."
"Oh, hey, Jake,
look at that.
Why can't you be
more like him?"
And what was...
what was I, huh?
What was I?
I was the shit on
the bottom of his boot heel!
You say everything
has a purpose in life.
Well, what's the purpose
of his fist hitting my face
whenever all I did was work
just as hard as you?
What is the purpose
in that, Jesse?
It's because
you were his son.
- I wasn't.
- What?
Roy wasn't my father.
Virgil was.
He took me in when Virgil
couldn't handle it anymore.
Roy was...
was so hard on you
'cause every time
he looked at you,
he saw himself.
I don't believe you.
Why would he
do that to me?
Why wouldn't he tell me?
Why wouldn't he treat me
like his own son?
I don't know, Jake.
Well, that's not good enough!
It's not fucking good enough!
It's not good enough!
It's not good enough!
It's not good enough!
It's not good enough!
Do you hear me?
It's not good enough!
It's fucking not
good enough!
Aah! It's not good...
[knocking on door]
Good to see you up
and moving around.
Here is the agreement
we discussed.
- Ready to be signed.
- Where's Cole?
Someone tipped him off.
He'll turn up soon enough, and when
he does, I will deal with him.
Our deal was Cole was
either dead or behind bars.
I'm not signing anything
until that happens.
Very well.
I have my people
searching the area.
Shan't be long.
Cole mysteriously
slipped away, huh?
Gee, I wonder who
could've tipped him off.
Hey, has anyone
seen Benjamin Brown?
He saved your life.
He just may surprise you.
Oh, yeah?
Where is he now?
[men chattering]
No hard feelings?
No hard feelings.
You tell him what you told me.
- I didn't mean no harm.
- Tell him!
Tell me what?
One of my regulars
come visit me last night.
And after we did our thing,
I was getting all ready to go
when he hands me
a piece of paper,
tells me to make sure I give
this to Jesse Struthers.
And what else did he give you?
Go on.
All right!
I wasn't gonna keep it.
Honest I wasn't.
It was just so pretty.
Just wanted to have it
for a little while is all.
Please, mister,
I didn't mean no harm.
native language]
[speaking native language]
Best give me that letter now.
[Cole's voice] What am
I gonna do with you?
You just don't die.
It's such a shame 'cause I got
this pretty little Injun here
who tells me
the strangest thing.
She's your wife.
Let's make a deal.
Her life for yours.
Which one dies
is up to you.
You remember
Red Rock Quarry, don't you?
Come alone.
This ends now.
Are you crazy?
It's a trap.
He's not gonna let
either of you out alive.
I know that.
Well, then why the hell
are you going?
Let the marshals
go after them.
Never asked me
why I came back.
Well, I thought you would
tell me when the time was right.
Complete and utter fear.
What does that have
to do with anything?
That day when you left me,
I thought I was gonna die.
I thought it was the end of
my life, and in some ways,
I wish it was because
I haven't been able
to stop thinking
about it since.
Feels like I've been holding
my breath this entire time
since Roy was shot.
I just want to go
back to living, Jake.
That's all
I ever wanted.
But if I don't
face this now,
I'll never be able
to live right again.
Even if it
costs you your life?
Even if it
costs me my life.
Then I'm with you.
Let's go find this son
of a bitch and finish this.
No, Jake.
I have to go alone.
Wait, there...
Listen, there are
things going on right now
that I can't
explain to you,
but you're gonna
have to trust me.
I'm not afraid anymore.
I know what
I have to do.
You stay here with Sissy.
You two build a family.
Do some good
in this world.
I'm proud of you.
But my journey ends here.
The hell with that.
Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!
- Where are you going?
- To get help.
- But, Jake, you can't!
- He's gonna die
if I don't do something.
[Jake] We don't have time
for this, God damn it.
My dear boy,
we will make the time.
I need you to send
an emergency dispatch
to Captain Samuel Whitfield,
Sixth Calvary.
"We've located
Cole Roberts, stop.
He's at the Red Rock
Quarry, stop.
Coordinates attached,
come at once,
use extreme caution."
Send that right away!
You better ride hard,
I ain't waiting for you.
I may not look like much, young
man, but I can hold my own.
Let's go.
Listen up!
I've got something to say!
We found Cole Roberts
and his posse.
And I'm gonna take him down!
But I can't do it alone.
I need your help.
Everyone of you
knows who he is
and what he's done!
And we have let him get away
with it for far too long!
Calm down.
Now, I am not pointing
any fingers here,
we are all guilty.
Especially me.
But this is our chance
to take back our town!
Now who's with me?
how many times has he
come into your saloon
with his men and taken
whatever the hell he wants?
Lots of times, I suppose.
And what did you
do about it?
I did nothing!
Now's your chance
to do something about it.
Every one of us.
Now who's with me?
Come on!
[crowd murmuring]
[Pete] Come on down
from there, Jake.
I'll buy you a drink.
Let's let the authorities
take care of it now.
I want y'all to
remember this day.
This moment.
When Jake Struthers...
the town drunk...
the lowlife...
the one that you all
laughed at behind my back...
this is the day that
I went after Cole Roberts!
When no one else would!
Hyah! Hyah!
[speaking native language]
[speaks native language]
Come in.
Leaving us?
It's time that I move on.
Life with just one man.
No sir, that ain't no
kind of life for me.
Did I ever tell you
I was married once?
I didn't know that.
Not the kind of thing
you share in this business.
Thought I was in love.
Even when he
beat me senseless.
Finally summoned up
the courage
to leave that
worthless freeloader
and I ain't never
looked back.
Never understood love.
Just didn't see
the purpose of it.
Till seeing
you with Jake.
Makes you realize there's
still a lot of learning
to be done in this world.
Take this for Jake
and the doctor's lodgings.
No, you keep it.
Thank you.
Thank you, Edna.
For everything.
You're welcome.
Now, I don't want to
see you back here,
not ever again.
I got you now.
horse whinnies]
[gunshot reverberating]
Well, I guess they
know I'm here now.
That's far enough!
I'm here as promised!
Now let my wife go!
Why would I do that?
Because I have
something that you want!
This is the original deed
to the mine.
You hear me?
No more hiding
behind Deets anymore.
You let her go,
and it's yours!
You mean my gold mine.
Not anymore.
Deets saw to that.
Property's been seized
by the county!
Where did you get that?
It was well hidden.
Well, well, well.
It seems like we both have
something the other wants.
Show me the paper.
Show her to me first.
Bring that Injun out.
[yelling, grunting]
[speaking native language]
What's she saying?
She says, "How much
men you have?"
[speaking native language]
You want it?
It's yours!
This ends now!
Bring it to me.
It's not gonna work
like that.
You give her a fresh horse
and some distance.
And then I'll do
whatever you want.
Howdy, Joe.
[speaking native language]
[breathing heavily]
[men clamoring
in slow motion]
[grunts, panting]
We have to go down
there and help him.
Not till my men come,
we won't.
- But they're gonna kill him.
- Son,
we don't know how many
men are down there.
We might be walking into
a trap and not even know it.
Well, that's easy
for you to say.
He's not
your goddamn brother.
I left him before,
I'm not gonna do it again.
Leave him be.
[Jesse panting]
Sign it.
Sign it!
Very good.
You didn't think I was
stupid enough to let her go
just like that, did you?
[groaning, yelling]
You son of a bitch!
[grunting, groaning]
[men laughing]
[speaks native language]
Let me introduce you to
a very old friend of mine.
You remember Vance Edison,
don't you?
How's your neck?
- [yelling]
- [men laughing]
Pretty little lady
you got there, Struthers.
Looks like she loves you
a whole lot.
I ain't afraid of you.
You're gonna be, boy.
Believe me,
you're gonna be.
[crying, yelling]
Before I kill you,
tell me one thing,
what happened
to my partner?
What are you
talking about?
[men laughing]
That was for Billy!
You son of a bitch!
Now where was I?
[all clamoring]
Get down,
there's too many of them.
Is that the best you got?
I overestimated you,
I thought you were
smarter than that.
Hey, Cole,
come up here!
What the hell is that?
Holy shit.
shall we?
[battle cry]
[all yelling]
Don't just stand there,
go get 'em!
[all clamoring]
[all yelling]
[chokes, grunts]
[low growl]
[grunting, yelling]
[neck cracks]
[both panting]
in native language]
[neck breaks]
[cocks gun]
[man cries out]
Fight me like a man.
Come on!
Follow me, boy.
[both grunting]
Come on, boy.
[battle cry]
[both grunting]
[grunting, yelling]
[both grunting]
[both grunting]
Come on!
My turn!
[winces in pain]
[spits, panting]
[groaning weakly]
Time for you to die, boy.
[battle cry]
Oh, shit.
You look good.
You should see
the other guy.
I got to ask you,
how did he know
that you were here?
Remember when I said
he just may surprise you?
You mean you both were
in on this the entire time?
I had to have him
get Cole out of town,
and I needed to know
exactly where he was
so we could go after him.
Well, why didn't
you tell me?
I couldn't risk it.
No one knew.
I'm sorry, brother.
Huh? Huh?
[coughing laugh]
And you!
You are a no-good...
son of a bitch.
But you sure got
one hell of a poker face.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
[speaks native language]
[battle cry]
[all joining in]
[gunshots, shouting]
[gunshot, grunts]
Help me!
Help me!
Help me!
Help! Help me!
Help me! Help me!
I'm unarmed!
I'm unarmed!
Don't shoot me.
I'm unarmed!
Identify yourself.
I'm just a gold miner.
I'm out here
doing my job.
The Apaches,
they attacked us.
They're killing everyone!
Mayor Deets is dead!
What is your name?
My name?
My name...
they are killing
white folks
right now as we speak.
All right, Saunders,
Mitchell, Wilson,
flank left.
Ians, Maddox, O'Reilly,
flank right.
The rest of you come with me.
[yelling in native language]
[gunshots in the distance]
[gunshots ricochet]
[battle cries]
[speaking native language]
No! No!
[battle cries]
[battle cries]
[men singing
in native language]