Walker: Independence (2022) s01e03 Episode Script

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♪
(EXHALES) Good morning, sunshine.
Now I don't know about you,
but I hardly slept.
Two dead bodies in one day?
Hey
An early bird.
Great.
What other mysteries
are you hiding, Abigail?
♪
ABBY: It's not safe for any of us.
The only witness to my husband's
murder is now dead.
Well
not the only one.
CALIAN: We need to keep you safe
till we can prove
what the sheriff's done.
What if I had a way to get some proof?
Maybe even figure out why he did it.
HOYT: Well, go on, then.
I'm all ears.
When Tom came to see me last night,
he offered me a job.
But you told him no.
Didn't you?
The thought turns my stomach,
but when are we going
to have another chance
to get this close to him?
It ever cross your mind
he could be onto you?
This could be a trap?
If he found out who you were,
you could be next.
- There are other ways.
- HOYT: Damn right.
I'll talk to Lucia,
see what her family knows
about their new
cattle-rustling neighbors.
My elders have been here
longer than anyone else.
They may have crossed paths
with the Davidsons before.
You don't need to take that job.
HOYT: Yeah.
Stay out of the lion's den.
Sheriff?
Deputy?
GUS: Miss Walker?
How can I help you?
Yes, uh, is Sheriff Davidson around?
What, a deputy not good enough for you?
Don't take it personal, Gus.
I believe she's here
to discuss my job offer.
Is that it, Miss Walker?
Yes. I've thought about it and
(WHISTLING OUTSIDE)
TOM: Come on, I'll be
out in a minute, Burt!
For a man who deals with the dead,
that undertaker's an impatient man.
What were you saying?
I'll take the job.
♪
TOM: It's all right, Gus.
Abby's gonna keep us honest.
Knows a thing or two about the law.
Got an eviction notice
for Sullivan Dry Goods.
See that it gets served, Miss Walker.
Much obliged.
Sheriff.
Deputy.
(CALIAN SPEAKING APACHE)
(GRUNTS)
Why don't you stop?
You're not breaking them,
they're breaking you.
Darling, that horse ain't
the only one who's stubborn.
I'll get him.
(GRUNTING)
(COUGHING)
(DOG BARKING)
CALIAN: Whoa.
HOYT: What the hell's he doing here?
You know him?
Just some Apache I ran into.
Kind of full of himself, if you ask me.
FRANCIS: Calian.
This is my son, Luis.
And this is my daughter Lucia.
Nice to meet you.
- Pleasure.
- FRANCIS: We were just about
to have lunch.
Perhaps you could join us.
I'd be honored. Thank you.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Why does he get the last scoop?
FRANCIS: Calian.
Your-your, your Spanish is impressive.
Unlike Hoyt's.
Hey! I know enough.
English is just easier, that's all.
Eh. Always the easy way out.
Perhaps with a different attitude,
you could avoid trouble
instead of seeking it out.
Well, it looks like I'm not the only one
trouble seems to find these days.
Heard you got a spot of it yourself.
Cattle being stolen and all.
That's not your worry, Hoyt.
We can handle it on our own.
CALIAN: With respect, Señor Reyes,
I'm afraid those who stole from you
they won't stop at cattle.
You and I should talk.
Oh, no, no, no, leave it.
Hoyt can handle it.
(LIVELY CHATTER, CLAMORING OUTSIDE)
(CHEERING, CLAMORING)
HOYT: You keep breaking horses.
I'll take yours.
Hyah!
♪
You gonna stare at them cards
all day long,
Goldilocks, or are you gonna bet?
I'm just wondering how much
it'll take to clean you out.
BARTENDER: Ma'am, beer?
Whiskey?
You were in ♪
(CLEARS THROAT)
Pardon me, boys.
I'll, uh, trust you not
to look at my cards.
(WHISTLES)
Whiskey.
I thought you were at the Reyeses'.
I was.
Had about enough of
that family for one day.
Well, I need to speak
with you and Calian.
- Do you know where he is?
- Mm.
- Had about enough of him, too.
- SALTY DOG: Hey, Mama?
Can Hoyt come play cards
or you want to braid his hair?
Look, I'll find you in a bit.
Right now, I need to go separate
a fool from his money.
- Mm.
- Yeah.
- Stay out of trouble.
- Piece of cake, darling.
SALTY DOG: Hey, you know what, Hoyt?
I don't know who I think's prettier,
you or that little girlfriend of yours.
HOYT: Yeah, you want
to see something pretty?
Feast your eyes on these.
(LAUGHS) Oh, what a pity.
Broke
ugly
and no good at cards.
Who you calling ugly?
SALTY DOG: You no good
cheating son of a bitch.
(GRUNTS)
Daddy's got to run!
- Where the hell is that horse?
- (GUNSHOT)
(SHOUTING, CLAMORING)
(WHOOPS)
Hey!
(LAUGHS)
Hey, mister.
You mind if I catch a ride?
Jacob?
Good to see you, Hoyt.
(GRUNTS)
(CATTLE LOWING)
My father's very grateful.
None of his ranch hands had
any luck with that horse.
He says you got a gift.
CALIAN: Wouldn't call it a gift.
Just patience and understanding.
Hard to come by in this family.
They can be pretty stuck in their ways.
- How do you mean?
- Not wanting their daughter
singing in bars and
not getting caught up
with a man like Hoyt.
Blood does not always make things easy.
Well, maybe they're right.
At least with Hoyt.
Never around long enough to know
where I stand with him.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wondering when you'd show up.
Where's Hoyt?
What happened to him?
Well, he couldn't have gotten far.
I'll find him.
Just in case.
Don't know if family's paying
for a headstone.
Haven't heard back yet.
This should do for now.
It doesn't bother you?
What's that?
Burying a man whose life you ended.
Maybe you've done it before?
Maybe more than a few?
Can't see how it'd sit right
with anyone,
taking a man's life.
But I can live with it
if it's justified.
Makes me wonder what else
you can live with.
Come again?
I pride myself on knowing
people from the start.
The thing is
I still can't quite get a handle on you.
Heard you stood up for that Apache scout
that came into town looking for trouble.
I'm not sure that's
the job description, Deputy.
Man just wanted a drink.
- Is that so?
- Yep.
The people of this town
seem to like you quite a bit.
What do you think they'll say about you
when you're laid to rest out here?
(SHOVEL CLANGS)
I guess you'll just have to ask them.
Guess I will.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
MOLLY: You buy from that shelf,
you pay for it over here.
That's my shelf.
- I'm so sorry, I didn't
- MARTHA: Uh, never mind her.
Over here, sugar, I've got
what you're looking for.
How do you know what she wants?
Because unlike you, Molly,
I have business sense.
And I can tell
this woman appreciates quality.
Are you saying I don't have quality?
If you did, I haven't seen it.
- See this.
- ABBY: Ladies!
Please, please, I'm-I'm sorry.
I'm not here to buy anything.
(SIGHS) Well, then, what
the hell are you here for?
I am here from the sheriff's office.
I'm here to deliver an eviction notice.
I'm so sorry.
Well, it was only a matter of time.
Is there anything I can do?
Yeah, you can slap
some sense into my sister
for going behind my back once again.
Oh, Martha, like you've
never done it before?
You're always keeping
your secrets from me.
MARTHA: And now you know why!
Putting our livelihood up
as collateral for some kind
of fly-by-night business scheme.
How was I to know I was being
swindled by some charlatan?
That's the problem.
You're always so gullible.
ABBY: Excuse me, what
what charlatan?
It doesn't matter. It's over.
You can tell the bank they won.
HOYT: Good God.
Am I finally dead?
This look like Hades to you?
Well
I'll be.
Is that you, Braedon?
And Miss Mallory.
Well, hey there, little Evelyn.
There's Avery and Zachariah.
Well, I-I can't tell you
how good it is to be
back in Angel Springs.
And so soon.
Now, listen.
I know
I didn't leave here under
the best circumstances.
You have every right
to be upset with me.
For
pretending to be a preacher.
For not finishing this fine church.
And for taking advantage of such a
kind and trustworthy community.
I admit I'm a sinner.
I am.
I have lived a life
of lies
and transgressions.
I've robbed banks, trains and
two barbershops.
Cheated at cards,
gambled with dice and
well, broken many
many hearts.
(GIGGLES)
I'm a fallen man.
In need of hope
and compassion.
But I've come back to you good people
for forgiveness.
One, you didn't come back to us.
I tracked you down,
I knocked you flat
and I dragged you here.
And two
I've already forgiven you for
what you done with my wife.
Well, parting my hair with that shovel
would seem to indicate otherwise.
JACOB: Count your blessings
while you can.
God's got a different
purpose for you today.
Come on.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
GIRL: What are you doing?
Following someone.
You shoot your food with that?
I can.
You gonna shoot that man
you're following, too?
I don't know yet.
HOYT: Jacob, my friend.
Whatever it is you need me for,
I am your man.
Glad to hear it.
But you ain't touching
one drop of this whiskey.
Oh, come on now!
You know how much I appreciate
the world famous
Angel Springs Distillery.
Yeah, you and everyone else.
Folks get wind that we can't
make our deliveries, then
whole town's finished.
Why? What happened?
- Well, you did.
- Huh?
It's been nothing but trouble
since you left.
Last two deliveries got robbed.
They shot poor Fred there in the leg.
Well, look, if I'm so awful,
why why bring me back?
Well, we figured the best way
to protect this last run
is to bring in someone
with criminal experience.
Someone who knows the terrain.
Someone who'll do it for nothing.
I'm not that cheap.
Either that, or I could
have you finish that grave
you were digging.
(SIGHS) No need.
I'm in.
But in the meantime
I might need to borrow
that shovel of yours.
Why are you following me? Humiliating me
in front of Lucia wasn't enough?
Oh, you did that just fine by yourself.
But when the horse you stole came back
without you on it,
Lucia, she grew worried.
And I figured you needed some help.
Listen to me, we ain't friends.
And I sure as hell don't need your help.
Oh, so coming here was your idea?
Sure didn't sound like that
back there at the church.
That is my business.
I better not catch you
following me again.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
MORRIS: Miss Walker, right?
Glad to see you in one piece
after all that excitement the other day.
Find your husband yet?
No, I haven't.
Um, I'm actually here
on a different matter.
I have friends
who are facing an eviction.
The Sullivans are your friends? Huh.
Didn't realize they had any.
Well, uh, Mr. Morris,
I was hoping to arrange
some sort of a payment plan?
Afraid I can't.
Oh, uh, why is that?
Normally evictions take months.
This case, however,
was personally expedited
by the sheriff himself.
Uh, what's, what's this, then?
Uh, just a standard deed map.
Shows, uh
the shop, and right up there
is their 200 acres just outside of town.
Both were being held as collateral.
Oh, well, hello.
I wasn't sure if you could make it,
what with your new job and all.
How did you
Small town, big mouths.
So
what's that handsome
new sheriff got you doing?
- Anything interesting?
- Mm.
Sad's more like it.
I had to tell the Sullivan
sisters they're getting evicted.
If they don't pay their debts
by the end of the day,
they lose the store.
What's more curious is they'll also lose
their land outside of town. 200 acres.
See, now that just sounds like
a good old-fashioned land grab
to me. I can help
if you want. I feel
sorry for those gals.
Has it always been this bad?
KAI: They used to do okay,
then as the
bickering got worse,
so did the business.
Now their customers,
they-they go to Austin
to get what they need.
Just to avoid the unpleasantness.
Kai, were you eavesdropping?
Of course not.
I can't control how loud you
- How-how loud people talk.
- Sure.
And I may have overheard enough to help.
I know which people need what items.
The trick would be getting
them in the door.
If we could convince
the sisters to stop fighting,
then maybe people
would shop there again.
I'd need a small army to do it.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
I think I've got just the army.
TOM: What you got there?
Griffin's things.
Carried a picture of a
White Dove in his pocket watch.
Ruby.
Knew her folks before they passed.
Wonder what they'd find on me.
More than a coin and
a whore's locket, I hope.
Come on, Gus, let's play a game.
Empty your pockets.
I'll go first.
Two, three, four, five, six, seven
enough for a heck of a night out.
This is the same pomade my pops used.
Taught me how when I was eight,
been using it ever since.
And this.
This has more stories than I can say.
I'd have to be dead before
anyone put their hands on it.
It's your turn now.
Why am I not surprised?
Well, since old Griffin
didn't have next of kin,
I don't know if anyone'd bat an eye
if his things turned up missing.
No thanks.
I'm living just fine.
That was a test.
Good man, Gus.
Jacob.
You're coming with?
Well, I was on the last coach
that got robbed.
Figured it might helpful
to know where it went down.
Plus, I don't trust you not to steal
all that whiskey for yourself.
So, where's our cargo headed?
Where do you think? Hyah!
Independence.
HOYT: Hey, Jacob?
How's your old man?
I didn't see him there at church.
No, he's at home.
Took a turn.
I'm not sure how much longer he's got.
Sorry to hear that.
I always liked him.
Yeah, he liked you, too.
Didn't have the heart to tell him
you were a no-good, thieving outlaw.
That's a little bit harsh there, Jacob.
Okay, we're coming up on the pass.
That's where we got robbed last time.
Huh.
Seeing you with that shotgun
must've scared them off.
Yeah, I wouldn't be surprised.
Seems like a bunch of amateurs,
pulling a job back in the open there.
If it were me,
I'd have picked someplace
with more tree cover, like
right about here.
("NO MORE WORRIES"
BY BONES AND JONES PLAYING)
Take your time, no need to rush ♪
Leave your worries behind ♪
- Jacob!
- Hoyt!
- (SHOUTS)
- Oh, the whiskey!
Hyah!
Jack?
I should go talk to them.
Good luck.
Well
looks like the rest is up to you and me.
I'll go remind the girls to
brush up on their salesmanship.
I'll tell them where to go.
And what they need to know.
ABBY: Molly, Martha?
Look, I know this isn't easy.
But you two have to be civil.
All of these people are here
to help you save your store.
But none of it's going
to make a difference
if you two can't get along.
Now, this is more than just about money.
This is about being sisters.
What do you know about sisters?
Enough.
I have one, too.
Or at least I did, back home.
For most of our lives, we were
best friends.
We were inseparable.
And, much like you,
we let
we let business get in the way.
We said things we can't take back.
And
now, when I need her more than ever
she's gone.
Sisters don't always agree, but
that is okay.
The important thing is
that you will always be sisters.
Always.
I'm sorry, Martha.
I won't ever make a big decision
again without you.
Besides, I was just trying
to make you proud and
that's all I ever wanted.
I am proud of you.
In fact, why don't you
handle the register?
You were always better
with people than I ever was.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Well, all right, ladies.
It's showtime.
♪
Oh, come on!
Whoa! Whoa!
(GRUNTS)
Oh, boy, you are really
getting on my nerves.
The feeling's mutual.
I see the way you treat people.
Now you're betraying a town
that offers you a chance at redemption.
Hey, I tried.
It didn't work.
I'll see you back in town.
Or maybe not.
Really?
You think missing me
with a bunch of arrows
is gonna scare me?
Whoa!
- Do you know how close that was?
- Mm-hmm.
'Cause I missed.
It was on purpose.
Why do you give a crap what I do?
Is it 'cause you're a tracker?
Like a dog with a bone?
You just don't give up till
the job's done, is that it?
I'm here because you're more
than you want people to believe.
- (SCOFFS)
- You've probably been in jail
- dozens of times.
- Well, I think that's a bit high.
But you got yourself arrested.
You knew that we were all
Abby has, so you sacrificed.
You have it in you to be good.
(SIGHS)
Okay, fine.
No more running.
We got to hurry.
Why, you got somewhere to be?
Actually, I do.
But for now, I'll start
finding their trail.
No, no need.
Pretty sure I know where they're going.
How's that?
Well, I used to run with
these bandits a few years back.
Taught 'em everything they know.
Of course you did.
Can you scoot up a little bit?
Your arrows are in my way.
Hi, Burt.
- Hi.
- You know my name?
Well, of course.
We hear you're running low
- on candles and rouge powder?
- Mm-hmm.
Sullivan's Dry Goods is
having a sale, come on.
I needed an answer ♪
Or some kind of sign ♪
I have too much going on in my mind ♪
I tried praying to the Lord ♪
And therapy ♪
And if I learned one thing,
it ain't for me ♪
ABBY: I can't believe you pulled it off.
The girls were happy to do it.
I got them paid double this week.
And I like I told you, Kai
knows everyone's dirty laundry.
Me, oh, my ♪
It's good to see you smile.
May be the first time.
Hopefully not the last.
Me, oh, my ♪
I wish someone would hear my cry ♪
♪
Me, oh, my ♪
I wish someone would ♪
Hear my ♪
Cry. ♪
(EXHALES)
CALIAN: So, tell me about these men.
During my time, I took them
from robbing stagecoaches
to trains.
And now look at them.
(SCOFFS) Back to coaches.
Pathetic.
I meant, what are their weaknesses?
Oh.
Well
looks like their biggest one
is I'm not with them.
Look, you just handle the stage,
I'll take care of the rest.
You know what we ought to do,
boys, we ought to take this
stuff down to Abilene. That's
some high-end hooch right there.
We gonna get five times
as much as we get
- for that regular swill.
- HOYT: Slim.
Jack. Little Jack.
Tink. It's been a while.
Hell, too long, I'd say.
(SIGHS)
Oh, today must be my lucky day.
You know what they say
about lying with dogs?
You're gonna get fleas.
Hell, I bet you fellas are itchy as hell
hanging with this mangy critter.
Sticks and stones, Blondie.
Hey, but you know what,
this pretty little gun
you love so much
is about to kill your ass.
Now I figured you boys might've
fallen on hard times after I left,
but seeing you with him?
It's just sad.
No, you know what's sad?
Oscar's still sitting in jail.
Tink told me about
that last job y'all pulled.
Remember, the one you bailed on?
HOYT: Those were
extenuating circumstances, Tink.
(HORSE SNORTS)
The pretty boy moves
a muscle, shoot him.
Hey.
Hey, you get away from that wagon!
Yeah, I see No! No,
no, no, the wagon!
The wagon! The wagon!
(GRUNTS)
Wait! (GRUNTS)
(WHISTLES)
Sorry, Jack. Little Jack.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Bring it around. Let's finish them off!
OUTLAW: Hyah!
Hyah!
Calian! What are you waiting for?
Let's go! Calian!
(MUFFLED SHOUTING)
(SHOUTS)
Go on, get!
Yeah!
You miss me now, don't ya?!
- (GUNSHOT)
- (WHOOPING)
Seems to me, this calls for a drink.
(SIGHS)
You're a damn killjoy, you know that?
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
It's nice to see those sisters
finally getting along.
Must be bittersweet for you, though,
what with your own sister
estranged in, uh
- Where did you say that it was?
- Uh, back East.
As long as Molly and Martha are happy,
- then so am I.
- Mm.
Say, isn't that your friend
from the alley?
Wait, those are the two
that started the brawl
at Hagan's last night.
They gonna keep giving me trouble?
I'll handle them.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Kate, ready?
Sure.
What happened?
Just tying up some loose ends.
What did you find out at the Reyeses'?
Look, the thing is, Abby
We talked to them.
Francis told us their cattle
went missing soon after
they turned down an offer
the Davidsons made
to buy their ranch.
- I'm not surprised.
- CALIAN: Why?
What did you hear?
I know you didn't want me
to take the job offer
Davidson gave me, but I did.
He was trying to evict
the Sullivan sisters
from their dry goods store.
It wasn't the store he was after.
They own property near his
outside of town.
If it's only land they're after,
why not just buy it?
Look, whatever the Davidsons are up to,
it's bigger than we thought.
I have to go make sure
the sisters get the money
to the bank before it closes,
so I'll find you later.
Where the hell you going?
Helping you took longer than I expected.
Look.
About that (CLEARS THROAT)
Thanks.
You really didn't have to.
Yes, I did.
You needed it.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Appreciate you reaching out.
- We'll talk soon, huh?
- Mm.
CALIAN: Taza?
(SPEAKING APACHE)
♪
HOYT: Looks like you could use a ride.
(EXHALES)
The Lord works in mysterious ways.
Thank you.
(SIGHING)
Praise you, Lord.
(CHEERING, CLAMORING)
My pleasure, everybody!
MAN: Good job, boys!
Always glad to be back in Angel Springs.
(LIVELY CHATTER, CLAMORING)
Jacob?
I was thinking, before I head out,
maybe I could make a house call.
(COUGHING)
How you doing, old timer?
Yeah, that's right.
Father Hoyt's back.
I'm sorry I didn't come sooner.
Jacob, he, uh
he told me.
He's a lucky man.
Having you in his life for so long.
It's okay to be scared.
To not want to face what's staring you
right in your eye.
'Cause some things we can't outrun.
We have to be brave.
And when we stop running
sometimes
that's when we find our peace.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
Well, good job, Miss Walker.
ABBY: Why, thank you, Sheriff.
TOM: Abby.
There you are.
I'm impressed you were able to get them
packed up and moved out so quickly.
Oh, no, they're not leaving.
They're just sold out.
- Sold out of what?
- Everything, really.
But don't worry, they have
a new shipment coming next week.
They'll be back up and running
before you know it.
They were supposed to be evicted.
Oh, I know. I delivered
your notice, but
I have to admit, I didn't realize
how smart your timing was.
I'm not following.
Well, that notice was just the push
those sisters needed
to get their act together.
They made enough to pay their debts
and then some.
You should be proud.
You've been here a week,
and already you're making
such a difference.
Keep this up, and they'll
be talking about you
here for years to come.
Well
well
we'll see about that.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
GUS: Ruby, I'm here about Griffin.
Well, I ha I have his things.
And I knew he'd want
you to have them.
Didn't charge him when he was alive.
Why would I take his money now?
I knew Griffin better than anyone.
And I swear on my life, he didn't do it.
He was no angel,
but Griffin never killed anybody.
Certainly not some sheriff.
He didn't have it in him.
But you sure did, didn't you?
Whole town loves Deputy Gus.
He's got a smile and a friendly word
- for everyone.
- Okay, now. Hold on, Ruby
Except the man you gunned
down in cold blood.
How'd you get the nerve to come here
after what you done?
You got no heart at all.
Who the hell you think you are?
I was just doing my job
Get the hell out.
Deputy.
(CHATTER RESUMES)
♪
Oh ♪
My soul, oh, my soul ♪
Mountains high ♪
Valley low ♪
Oh, my soul ♪
I need a place ♪
To rest my bones ♪
Mm, the road is long ♪
Miles to go ♪
Mm, mm, mm ♪
Yeah ♪
When they call my name ♪
No, don't cry for me ♪
Who are you?
Isn't that funny?
I was just about
to ask you the same thing.
I will be redeemed. ♪