Killin' Jim Kelly (2025)

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Hey boys.

Lookey there.

Company.

I wonder what they're after.

Hope it isn't us.

This is free range, ain't it?

Hell, I don't know.

Looks like a Tejano and a Colored feller.

Is that right?

This here is Print Olive Land.

Is that a fact?

Y'all are trespassing.

I don't see no signs nowhere.

Did you hear what I just said?

We hear, mister.

This here Print Olive Land, the man burner.

We don't want no trouble here.

Just watering and we'll

be on our way right quick.

You boys work for Print Olive, huh?

Lookey here boys, this

dude is smarter than he look.

Boys is right.

Hey greaser, who's the yellow jacket?

Well looks like the last stupid question

he'll ever ask, hey boys?

Alright, that'll be five a

piece gold if y'all got it.

That's robbery.

Call it whatever the hell y'all like.

Just take your herd and make track.

God damn it, you're liable

to meet Mr. Olive himself.

Sorry about your friend there.

By and by, this here's k*lling Jim Kelly.

Y'all ever heard of him?

Where'd your blood go, boys?

Run down to your boots, did it?

Hey, take your friend if

you want him fixed right.

If not, I'll burn him.

Hey Newkirk, you sure

I can't buy you a drink?

God, you know I don't drink, Olive.

Never fear, gentleman,

I shall imbibe for the lot of you.

You might own everything

else in this county, Newkirk,

but I got the bulge on you now

and I aim to collect back that steer

you hornswoggle me outta last week.

Hornswoggle?

You better point that tongue straight

when you talk to me, Olive.

Two pair.

Pair of ladies.

Here's my, luck has played out.

How many times are we

gonna be trading this steer out?

We spent more gold on that

God forsaken cow moving it

to and fro than what is worth, by God.

I don't know, till we're both stuck

in a hole up on a hill, I reckon,

or we cook it up for some fan dango.

Anyway, it gives that rag of a

newspaper something to print.

Now that rag is best used

as a lining for a parrot cage.

He ain't had nothing to say

since the Round Rock stage robbery.

Yeah and the law don't do a damn thing.

Law.

Ain't no law out here except that we make.

Damn newspaper has to make things up

to print just to stay afloat.

You know the rules, Newkirk.

I want that cow delivered

by sundown tomorrow

and I want a red bow around his neck.

Okay, okay.

A little humility is good for the soul.

Sam, go get the mail.

I'll meet you out front directly.

Now Olive, you gonna

get that cow all wrapped up,

but don't go getting too

attached now, you here?

I'll see you next Wednesday.

See you, Boss.

Doc.

Tell me, Mr. Olive,

just how long has all this good natured fun

been going on for?

Well, Doc, I've known

Newkirk since we were both boys.

We never had a cross word for each other.

Lifelong friendship.

Friendship, I like that.

You know, I must say

it is rather refreshing

to see some sweet souls at play.

I suppose that is a good

afternoon to you, Mr. Olive.

Mr. Holliday

Boys.

Ooh, let's do that one looks good.

Let us change my luck.

What do you say fellas?

Yes.

Good morning, Sam.

Morning.

Got a package for you.

Mr. Newkirk ordered it for

me for 15 years of service.

Sure beats one of them Railroad watches.

They're only right twice a day.

It sure is a dandy.

Yeah, it's called a Boss of the Plains.

I saw Jack wearing the

same hat a few days ago.

Different color though.

Jack hasn't had an

original thought his entire life.

Hey Sam.

Yeah?

Tell Newkirk I got his

useless nephews locked up

in the calaboose.

Again?

Double eagle and a five to get 'em out.

Hey Jim,

where'd you get that new Colt revolver?

Took it off comanchero,

k*lled a buffalo soldier.

k*lled the comanchero.

Mighty fine.

I thought he was looking for rustlers.

Rustlers, free ranges, no difference.

Hey Jim, you have a short fuse?

What's eating you?

Nothing's eating me, Frankie.

I'm here to protect Olive Land,

not save souls.

Frankie, you're new to the outfit.

What brought you here?

I was a for Soso Ranch

until I got tired of the Apache.

I was on my way to Bellios,

when I heard Mr. Olive

was looking for hands

and now I'm here.

How about you, Red?

Caught me rustling his

stock down in Yawger Creek.

Shot me in the leg.

Drop it.

You know what he said?

He goes...

Son, you got some

crust stealing from me, boy.

Why you stealing from Print Olive?

Easier than working for it.

Reckon it is.

You work for me now.

Grab your sh*t, come on to the ranch house.

Patched me up, gave me a job.

How about you, Jim?

How'd you end up here anyhow?

Grew up on Olive Land.

Was a regulator for his

pa in my younger days.

I needed a job, here I am.

You boys want a pickle?

What?

I got 'em here in my saddlebag.

Will Walker, the west side sharecropper.

His wife Missy little daughter Sally put-

I'm turning in.

You got that coal oil?

Yes sir, right here.

Now I'd like to actually

go to sleep tonight,

so keep you ya king to a minimum.

I'd appreciate it.

Night.

Hey Red, what do you know about Jim?

I know he drew on Luke Short once.

They've been agreeable ever since.

Of course Jim ain't as famous as Luke Short

'cause he a Color fellow.

Jim's had to work twice

as hard as a white man

to get where he at.

Jim likes to read a lot.

Even out here on the trail by candle light.

He don't talk much.

Just reads and kills.

I knew he was born here

in Williamson County.

He was away quite a spell,

but he don't talk much about that.

Hell, you don't talk much

about nothing I recon.

Mr. Olive's a good man.

All I want is 30 a month and found.

Amen to that.

Let me ask you,

why is it you smoke rolled

up Coyote sh*t anyhow?

Lemme tell you a little secret.

This cigarro right here,

she's no coyote sh*t.

She's have javelin a sh*t,

Oh boy.

Y'all better shut the hell up.

I hear you got my nephews locked up.

Uncle Boss, we didn't do nothing.

Marshall just don't like us.

Right.

That's not what Miss Susie said.

Marshall, let 'em out.

Double eagle and a five, Boss.

Boys, I got a job for you.

I want you to deliver that cow to Mr. Olive

by sundown tomorrow with

a red bow around his neck.

Do you understand me?

Uncle Boss, I ain't leading

that God damn cow around

fixed up like a dandy no more.

For Christ's sake,

folks at the Republic still laughing at me

for the last time I paraded

that beef up to Olive's place.

Ain't the only thing

they're laughing about.

Do you understand me?

No more mischief either.

If that Marshal pisses

in my ear one more time

about the two of you,

I'm going to have your

ears on my watch chain.

And remember, your ma ain't here

to protect you no more, you hear?

Yes sir.

I understand

Now get outta my sight

Amelia, I sure do miss you so,

but I don't know how much longer I can take

these sh*t hill he on.

Good morning, Jack.

Morning Mr. Olive.

Where'd you get that cigar?

From Frankie, kind of gritty.

Tastes shitty.

Ain't he a frontier dandy?

Mighty fine.

Was wearing the St. Louis

neck tie when he showed up.

Well take him down by the creek,

put 'em on that sweet grass.

Growing kind of fond of that critter.

Want me to put this back on him?

Yeah, why not?

Hey Jack, got a new hat?

Yeah, you like it?

It's my new going to town hat.

They call it the Boss of the Plains.

Oh, where'd you get it?

Montgomery and Ward Catalog.

Saved six months for it.

Six months?

Maybe a little less time

with the rye and soil doves,

huh, Jack?

Worth every penny,

especially on Nickel night.

Just take that cow down to the creek.

What's troubling you, Missy?

You are truly happy

here aren't you, Will?

Sugar, if I could describe

the feeling I get each day,

now I know I brought you

in Sally here from Ohio,

but I'm gonna need you to trust me.

I'm gonna own this

spread one day, you'll see.

I just, I don't know about this place.

I get a bad feeling and

I'm just scared, okay?

Daddy, will you read to me tonight?

Yes darling.

That's a promise

Y'all behave yourself, okay?

They'll be serving corn bread for supper.

My, my, my.

Well I better get

Annabelle down to the creek

to graze a spell.

Been working awfully hard.

She never lets me down.

Did you hear that, daddy?

Cornbread.

I know it's your favorite.

I got fresh bee honey from Mr. Red too.

A horse traded for a dried pickles.

The horse fader?

You be careful.

Yes.

Watch out for rattlesnakes now.

You know how they seem to be in every place

this time of year.

Yes darling.

I think I can handle the likes of 'em.

Whoa.

God damn it, man.

Where are we going with this beef?

Huh?

Bad enough we have to deliver it to Print

and now we going to took it back?

Jack shouldn't have

left him down by the creek

if you didn't want him took.

Now go tie up the horses,

I'll tell you what I figure.

God dam it.

Hey Dan, you know I was thinking

why don't we just cut him up

and sell him to Grainger, huh?

Listen, I'm fixing to get

the old man off our asses

and get us a little more time

for that petticoat drunk Marshall

to forget about the Round Rock Loot.

Well what are you waiting on?

Every time I go near it,

my shadow's wearing a badge.

Now see here, I take that damn cow

and lead him out in the prairie

and with Boss and Oliver are arguing

about where the hell he went,

we waltz right in and grab the sugar.

They'd be all ours.

And Coy's, right?

Anyways, we'll be living high, kid.

No more God damn ranch work

and no more toting

around that dandied up cow.

Show yourself!

Come on.

- Stop you son of a b*tch.

- Damn it.

What did you do?

Oh sh*t.

Dan, what are you doing?

Now you gone did it, you jack a*s.

That's Will Walker, you idiot.

Who cares?

Who cares about some old tar face anyhow?

He probably heard us talking about

the Round Rock Express box.

Let's get the hell outta here.

Wait, wait, wait, what

about the dandy, huh?

Leave him for the wolves.

So I say we go down the snuff.

Yep.

Men.

Men.

It's okay, Jim.

They shot Will Walker.

They shot him by the creek.

Back shooters

- Are Missy and Sally okay?

- Who done it?

They're fine, they're at the house.

I don't know who done it.

Probably rustlers.

This don't make sense.

Will don't go fix, he don't carry no g*n.

Oh sweet Jesus, his poor family.

Alright, you head back to the ranch,

you tell Mr. Olive that

we will see to the family

and find these damn bush whackers.

Think going to be

keeping Mr. Olive out of this,

is he?

I know, now get.

Come on, ya.

Red.

I knew we shouldn't have come from Ohio,

but Will insisted.

He had a good job up

there, but he wanted more.

He wanted to come to Texas but to what?

A hole in the prairie to be buried in.

Missy, he'd rather die out here trying

than to live out his life in the city.

You know that.

You couldn't get a fair shake

out there with them folks.

Missy, you do know that the

Olive family will make sure

that Will is taken care of

and that you and Miss you're looked after.

Don't.

Right now, all I want to do

is go back to Ohio with Sally,

where it is safe.

I don't want any more

rustlers and killings in Texas.

Now, now

There will be vengeance for

those who took Will from us.

"Flower Fables and Little Women".

You like to read?

Louisa May Alcott.

Your favorite author?

Daddy was gonna read these to me.

You know, I like to read.

Got lots of books too.

- You do?

- Yeah.

I'm betting I even got one

that you've been wanting to read.

Do you have "The Celebrated

Jumping Frog" by Mark Twain?

I love Frogs.

That's quite a mouthful.

And yes, I most certainly do.

My papa reads to me every night.

Or he did.

I tell you what, Miss Sally,

I'm gonna bring you a

couple of my favorite books

next chance I get.

Really?

Sure as I'm hat in hand.

I wish my papa was here.

Oh, he's watching.

You said that your papa

was a hero of the w*r.

He was a soldier.

That sounds like a hero to me.

I assume you heard Will Walker was k*lled

down by Yawger Creek.

I have.

What do you gonna do about it?

Nothing.

What do you mean nothing?

What do I care if some

koon rustler got it in the back?

Will was no rustler.

He was a God damn farmer.

Then why was he found next to that steer

you and Newkirk are always swapping?

Mr. Olive, all you ever do

is flannel mouth me and tell the town folk

I got no brass.

You can do whatever the

hell you want to anyway.

I don't stand for you and your boys, right?

You lazy son of a b*tch.

You know rustler's one thing.

k*lling one of our own is

something else altogether.

Jack, I'm pulling out the stops

to find whoever k*lled Will Walker.

It's your job to make sure everyone

in this damn town knows it.

Right on, Mr. Olive.

Ring around the Rosie

Pocket full of posie

Ashes, ashes, we all fall down

Hey Jim, see that dandy over yonder?

Yeah.

That there's John Holliday,

you know, Doc.

What's he doing in here?

Gambling and drinking, what else?

Met him through Mr. Olive.

They buck a tiger.

I heard he is a lunger.

I wouldn't tangle with him.

You can keep all that gambling.

Never did me any good.

Oh, tibble.

I can't serve your boy in here.

Why you yellow b*stard.

You won't serve this man 'cause he Colored.

That don't go here in

Williamson County, boy.

Where you from anyhow?

You new here?

Give him a God damn drink.

Y'all are interrupting my run.

Doc, I thought you

didn't like Colored fellers.

Well, not all of them.

I tell you what, I'll take

three of them candy sticks.

Three.

Wrap 'em up.

Good boy.

Well I do believe my

a*s has a run out the door.

Excuse me, have a good evening.

I do believe these boys

were about to buy me a drink.

Mr. Holliday, Red Murray.

Mr. Olive introduced us a while back.

Mr. Olive.

I am rather fond of him.

He has contributed to more

of my overindulgence

than I care to remember

or could possibly.

This here is Frankie Vega,

Jim Kelly, Mr. Olive's men.

Jim Kelly is that, um...

Killin' Jim Kelly.

Depends on who you ask.

Doc, you've been in town long?

Long enough to lose my a*s, I reckon.

Maybe you heard about

the k*lling of Will Walker.

Only murmurs.

You think he keep the ear to the ground?

Flow of spirits does

have a loosening effect.

Gentlemen, would you please excuse me?

John, I got a little

one to care for, all right?

Don't you fret.

Ms. Walker, Jim Kelly.

One of Print Olive's men.

I brung a book for Miss Sally.

One moment.

Good evening, Mr. Kelly.

Good evening, ma'am.

Good evening, Mr. Kelly.

Good evening Miss Sally.

I brung one of them books

I was telling you about it.

It's brought.

Ma'am?

It's brought not brung, Mr. Kelly.

Yes ma'am.

Don't just stand there, come inside.

Thank you.

Did you bring "The

Celebrated Jumping Frogs"?

I love frogs.

Yes, Miss Sally, I most certainly did.

And you know what else?

Candy sticks.

Are these all for me?

Yes ma'am, they are.

But you can share with

your mom if you'd like to.

Don't go eating all those at once.

Don't want you getting a belly ache.

All right.

Mr. Kelly, will you read to me?

Ms. Walker?

Maybe another night, Sally.

You must get your rest.

Go on.

Mr. Kelly, Sally's taken a liking to you

and we haven't even buried her father yet.

Yes ma'am, I know, I know.

Oh, don't go feeling sorry.

I'm just making an observation.

Yes, ma'am.

Mr. Kelly, just what did Red mean

when he said there'll be justice for Will?

It means that those men will suffer

the same fate as your husband, ma'am.

I don't want anymore

killings, do you understand?

I don't want my daughter exposed

to this so-called Frontier justice.

All I want to do is bury my

husband and the dad they loved

and go right on back to Ohio

where people are considerate and civilized,

where my could be properly educated.

Texas is no place for women and children.

Yes ma'am.

Ms. Walker, would you mind if I read

to Ms. Sally on tomorrow evening?

Did you not hear anything I just said?

I...

Alright.

Thank you, ma'am.

Yeah?

Print, Boss.

He's read an hour.

Come on in.

What brings you out so late?

Well, suppose you heard about Will.

Yes sir.

It's an unfortunate incident.

Yeah.

I assume that you also heard

he was in possession of my, our cow.

Will wouldn't... Print,

I know where you're going.

I wouldn't be surprised if it was them.

I don't want this to cause

any unpleasantry between us

but if they're responsible,

you know what I have to do.

I understand.

Boss,

I don't ever wanna see that steer again.

How did something so good natured

just turned into something so ugly?

I'm sorry, Print.

Yeah, me too.

Sam, come here.

Yes sir?

I want you to go find my idiot nephews.

I want them here right now.

Yes, sir.

Coy, another?

Yeah, why not?

Barkeeper, fix me a ride.

I'm looking for a little play this evening.

Right away, Doc.

Anything for you.

Now it is of my understanding

that this fine establishment

no longer serves a free lunch.

House rules, Doc.

And this is progress.

Private stock, no lay outs.

Hey mister, how do you rate?

All we get is coffin varnish around here.

Barkeep, is someone addressing me?

My hearing is flawed.

Yeah, I'm talking to you.

I asked, how you rate?

Barkeep, surely I have

lost my weight in fortune

at this establishment.

These gentlemen have not.

This here is Coy Watson.

Are you deaf, boy?

Now evidently you

boys are not from Georgia.

For if you were, your

mothers would've taught you

how to behave in a public gaming parlor.

Even one that has

ceased to serve free lunch.

I reckon.

Oh, in case I was not clear,

say goodnight, boys.

Children.

There we go.

Who the hell does he think he is

telling us where to get off?

Son of a b*tch is gonna pay.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Son of a b*tch is gonna pay.

Damn right.

Sorry Doc, I don't speak Mexican

What'll it be?

To translate your Mexican, sir,

one night awaits everyone.

How much whiskey can I get for a nickel?

Deke, Dan, boss wants

to see you right away.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, right away, huh?

Dumb b*stards.

Oh sh*t.

Y'all drunk again?

No sir, just been in

town having a little fun.

- Yeah, right.

- Listen up.

Did you two have anything to do

with the k*lling of Will Walker?

Who cares?

He's nothing but an old n*gg*r.

Well did you or didn't you?

I'm damn glad your pa ain't around

to see the disgrace you've become.

Them Color farming

folks been a part of Texas

long before our independence

and long before the Lord made the mistake

of tarnishing the land with you.

They done more for Texas by accident

than you could in a 1,000 lifetimes.

Christ almighty!

You stupid greenhorn b*stards.

If you wasn't my kin, I'd sh**t you myself

- here and now.

- Look-

Look... Hey.

And I know Olive.

He's on to you

and I ain't standing in his way.

We ain't a feared to no ranchers.

Yeah, Coy Watson's got our back.

- Coy Watson.

- That's right, sir.

Everybody knows he's

living on borrowed time.

He's dead and he doesn't even know it.

You boys, you're on your own now.

Get out!

Sam, hell's full of people

wondering how they got there.

Two of them just walked out the door.

It's your job to make sure they never

step foot on this ranch again

and if they do.

Yes, sir.

I'll let introduce 'em to Sam Colt.

I heard the whole damn thing.

I tried like hell to take the

shine off in there britches.

Looks like you had the

same luck I did, none.

Your supper's ready and getting cold.

So get that big behind of

yourn in there and get to it.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, ma.

- Oh,

don't you sass me.

You are not too old to

get this spoon by golly.

And you too, hmm.

Damn it Dan, I ain't never seen Boss

so worked up before, have you?

No, but who cares?

That old cattle ranching,

it's too much work anyhow.

Damn right.

There's easier ways to make a living,

you know what I mean?

Oh yeah,

that's right, I know what you mean.

Gonna be rich, boys.

h*!

Get that cigar from Frankie?

Yeah, why?

No reason.

You know, being a

chicken might not be that bad.

Till supper time I suppose.

You know, I'll say after supper tonight,

we go into town, we have

ourselves to look around.

Tomorrow.

And why is that?

'Cause I said so.

Gotta catch me a frog this afternoon.

Is that what they're

calling that these days

in Pecos County?

If I was a frog, where would I be?

In a French restaurant in Newham.

h* Jim, now, don't go sh**ting me.

Oh Mr. Olive.

I'm awfully sorry.

It's all right, son.

I reckon if I had to

go, I'd be mighty proud

I stood up to Killin' Jim Kelly

Fixing to catch me a frog.

Yeah, so I see.

What the hell for?

Little Miss Sally Walker.

For Sally or for Missy?

Mr. Olive.

Yeah, she's mighty pretty.

Will ain't been buried yet.

Yeah.

Yeah, we planned him tomorrow.

I expect you'll be there.

I'll be there.

Missy says that she's

fixing to go back to Ohio

after they lay Will to rest.

And what do you think about that?

Don't really know.

I mean I've taken them,

Miss Sally in a way.

And Missy don't think Texas is a place

where you can raise a child.

Is that so?

Well I know plenty of folks raised in Texas

came out just fine.

She don't wanna see no more death,

no more k*lling.

Mr. Olive,

this g*n been my whole life.

That and hiding to

twist the pages of books.

I don't know nothing else.

These books I've been

reading got me wondering

what if I had a spread,

you know, some cows of my own.

Jim, I'm mighty sure

the McCall brothers did in Will.

Soon as I'm certain,

I want you to take care

of them sons of b*tches.

Mr. Olive... Jim, you do

this one more thing for me,

you'll have your cows.

Yes, sir.

Good.

Good.

You catch that frog

from Miss Sally, all right?

I recall Will saying something about

Missy likes blue bonnets.

Blue bonnets.

Mr. Kelly.

Miss Sally.

You are a lovely sight this evening.

It's my best dress.

I'm wearing it tomorrow.

Oh.

Hey, I brung you a little something.

What?

I brought you a little something.

More candy sticks?

You wish.

No, this is a little accompaniment

for reading tonight if

that's all right with your ma.

Y'all better start reading.

You can get on up there.

What have you got there in the bag?

Get situated and I'll show you.

All right.

Ms. Walker, I actually brought you

a little something as well.

Why thank you.

You're welcome, ma'am.

Give me a second, give me a second.

All right.

Let's see what you got.

You mean may I see what you have?

I heard that.

All right, now he won't

win jumping contest, I reckon,

but he's mighty pretty.

Likely to a gemstone

For me?

Keep him wet and feed

him plenty of crickets, all right?

Does he have a name?

I'm thinking maybe Samuel.

Like Samuel Clemons.

Thank you.

You're mighty welcome.

I done tuck Ms. Sally in.

Snug as a bug, cute as it too.

Mr. Kelly, I would like Sally

to properly moan her loss.

Yes ma'am, I know.

I appreciate what you're doing here

and I feel like Sally needs time to...

Well, time to grieve.

Ms. Walker, I'd never do

anything to hurt Sally, never.

I know that.

I would just like to

slow things down a little

so she has time to understand her loss,

that's all.

Yes, ma'am.

I think I best be going then.

You hold on to those.

Try Olive beef, you get a Texas cakewalk

Hang by a blackie.

Don't that beat all?

Deliver us, oh God,

from the fear of the moral soul.

Deliver Will to everlasting love,

light and freedom.

Although his departure has been premature,

we must understand why Will is gone.

He's gone home to God.

Reach out to the spiritual

and look past the darkness.

Amen.

Now to Mr. Olive's men, I say,

vengeance is treachery.

It is not virtuous.

Turn the other cheek.

Let God do his work.

Everyone, bow your heads

with me in the Lord's prayer.

Our Father, which art in heaven,

hallowed be be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us today our daily bread.

Forgive us of our debts, Lord,

as we forgive our debtors.

Frankie, that kerosene.

Lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom,

the power and the glory forever.

Amen.

Tonight we go to town and

deal with them McCall's, right?

Not till Mr. Olive gives the word.

We know damn well

it was them who done it.

What you thinking, Jim?

I'm thinking that maybe the

preacher and Missy are right.

Either that or I'm getting

too old for all this sh*t.

I don't know.

What are you saying?

Hell, I don't even know what I mean.

Come in.

Mr. Olive.

Yeah, Red, what can I do for you?

This ain't easy for me to say,

but I think Jim's going a little soft.

Think so, huh?

Yeah, I'm worried about him.

It's like the preacher's words,

they got in his head or something.

Tell you what, Red,

let's just let Jim sort

this out on his own, huh?

Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

You're pretty sure it was

the McCall's behind this, right?

Would be a solid wager.

Three whiskeys.

Yes sir.

You Cory Watson?

Who's asking?

I am.

Who the hell are you?

I'm the bird that's

looking for the saddle bums

that k*lled Will Walker.

And if we are?

I'll have to k*ll you.

I k*ll you sons of b*tches.

Red.

No fight, breath in, breath in.

It's okay. It's okay.

No, no, no, no.

He came to me, you know?

I didn't realize it at the time,

but I think he was asking permission

to go after the McCall's.

If I'd been there, he'd still be alive.

Yeah, no one to blame.

Just the way the toad hops.

Leaves little doubt though, don't it?

And I think you need to add

this Coy Watson to your list.

I can do that.

Good.

I brought those books for Sally.

You leaving soon?

There's nothing for us here anymore.

I am.

We have lost another special to Sally.

No child should have to

endorse this senseless pain.

Can you promise me

that'll never happen again?

After I make things right.

I got a job to do.

A job?

A job, is that what Red was doing

when he got himself k*lled, a job?

I can't talk to you people.

Missy, sometimes there's

people that need k*lling.

I can't see nothing

through the hate around here.

Not a thing.

I may be going to hell, I don't know,

and I don't know how

people do things up in Ohio,

but I do know one thing,

in Texas, vengeance is a virtue.

You stay away from

here, Killin' Jim Kelly.

I heard what you said to Mr. Kelly.

Sally, you are a child.

I don't expect you to

understand everything.

Some things are best left to the adults.

Now finish the trunk like I asked you to.

I may be a child, but I

know when someone care.

Mr. Red cared and so does Mr. Kelly.

Don't you just ask me, Sally, or-

Or what?

You won't let Mr. Kelly read to me anymore?

Lookey here, Jim.

Caught him cutting up this steer.

Was chasing him all the

way down Devil's Elbow

and he brung him back here.

Well sh*t, Deke.

Saved us a lot of trouble

skinning the old boy.

Go to the devil, you old tar face.

Now is that any way

to talk to your elders?

Watson will get you,

you and all your damn boys.

You'll see.

Deke, you cold?

Yeah, tell you what, let's

make a coat for this man, huh?

You ain't wrapping me up.

I never meant for Will to get k*lled

and I had nothing against Red, I swear it.

I just got dealt a bad hand in all this.

I swear it, come on.

Poor Deke, tighter than a $2 fence I recon.

You comfy?

Maybe your parts will show up

or the coyotes will pull you apart,

scatter you bones on the prairie.

You sons of b*tches.

You'll bleed, all of you.

Deke, you know, why don't you shut

that lying mouth of yours?

Going back to the devil where you belong.

I'll meet you there.

I've been there.

You tell him I said hi.

Jim Kelly, you devil.

Oh please don't do this.

Please, I'm innocent.

Help me, help me.

So you know, things

looking real good what they are.

Might have to take you up.

I might have to buy me a new dress.

Where's Deke?

Said he was going to Devil's

Elbow on the Olive places.

Get some meat to sell to Grainger.

Has a sweet spot there.

Never any trouble.

I'm a healer.

Doll, go get a bottle.

We said we were gonna lay low.

I ain't my brother's keeper.

Let me know when he shows.

We ought to get outta here soon.

What's the matter?

You worried about that old Marshall?

We ought to be able to

get that Round Rock cash box

anytime now,

but we need to get out of this place.

Got a bad feeling

about that Jim Kelly fella.

My money's on you.

Stop worrying about them damn ranch hands.

That newspaper b*stard.

He's got the crust to call me and my boys

man burners and vigilantes.

Got a half a mine to buy that rag

and fire the lot 'em over there.

Man's got a right to protect

his property and then,

ah, hell.

Lucious.

Oh Mr. Olive.

Come on in, have a seat.

I'll nod you up directly.

Mr. Holliday.

I understand you were involved in

the Republic Saloon transgression.

Why, yes, Mr. Olive.

I do believe I made my

intentions rather clear.

Bully Mr. Holliday, I

anxiously await the denimar.

Oh you men.

You don't have speaking tongues in here.

I know perfectly well

what you're alluding to.

You forget whether

it's a shave or quaffier,

I get the scoop.

I'm quite enlightened, you know?

Maybe I should edit the newspaper.

Oh, oh, no, no, no, no, no.

It's atrocious rag the

newsprint in this town.

Would you like lavender or maybe rosewater?

Neither, Lucius, tell me darling,

you would not happen to possess a bit

of that fine lilac Pinot now, would you?

Oh that is such a wise choice.

Let me see if I've got some in the back.

Plenty to talk about

how your boys regulate.

Seems folk are mighty upset.

And one particular little

dove whispered in my ear

that she had overheard Coy and McCall

discussing a Round Rock loot box.

Well Doc, I see you collect earnings

beyond the feral layout.

So you're saying?

Yes, I was saying that

these boys have delved deeper

into criminal endeavors than

we had previously realized.

Dug their own graves.

Oh Mr. Holliday, you are in luck.

I trust you'll not be marking any cards

with this lovely fragrance.

Well Lucius, you seem to be in the know.

How would you go about dealing

with the form mentioned transgression?

Well first I'd procure a revolver,

perhaps a large one,

like in to the one in

Mr. Holliday's waistband.

And then what would you do?

Well then I'd locate

these unsavory elements

you so eloquently refer to.

And?

Well, I'd proceed to blow

their ugly little heads off.

I ain't waiting around no more.

I'll meet you tomorrow.

Sun down at Table Rock.

Pick that sugar, head to Fort Worth.

Everything will be perfect then.

Now we're going to take

the old stage road in and out.

No one uses that anymore.

Ah damn.

Here's to these lovely ladies.

Amen to that.

I gotta take a piss.

There's a new piss parlor out back.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Going home, Danny Boy.

Doc, is that you?

I come to collect on

the debt that you owe.

I ain't no gambler.

Oh you gamble all right.

In flesh and blood.

Now now Doc, I know

where there's a whole lot of loot

for the taking.

Oh, where?

Along Yawger Creek.

Hidden under table of rock.

Just to help me take care of Coy.

We could split her up.

Hmm.

I recall words I recently

spoke with the barkeep.

What?

Hmm, Coy Watson.

I see you are still amongst the living.

I got nothing to do with you, Doc.

It is not I you must worry about.

When you see the man whose face is as black

as the hat you're wearing.

Surely them you will be at

the hands of Lucifer himself.

By the by, how's Danny boy?

Just fine, as far as you're concerned.

I'm only asking, that is all.

Go to hell, Doc.

I've got some place to be.

That'd be hell.

You turn that little

frog loose today, okay?

Jack's coming at sun up

and we are leaving then.

Yes, mama.

Do I have a chance to

say goodbye to Mr. Kelly?

Stop that nonsense.

Well Samuel, I'm fixing

to return you to the creek.

Sally, fixing is not a word.

I want you to be free

and to be with others that care about you

just as much as you care about them.

Stop that nonsense, okay?

That's Killin' Jim Kelly, the man burner.

Looking for Dan and Coy I presume.

Gotta k*ll 'em both.

Too late for Danny boy.

Yeah?

Well last night was his night.

I drug him off behind Nelly's Hideout,

a fine resting place for a

full flusher of his caliber.

They shall find him sooner, perhaps later.

Is Coy still around?

No, but I do know where he's heading,

Table Rock, to pick up the Round Rock loot.

You wanna ride?

Tempting and I do appreciate the offer.

I truly do, but I must decline.

You see all this k*lling folk

has interrupted my table time.

That is my drinking time.

Bye-bye, Samuel.

Time to go back to the creek now.

Well Dan oh boy, looks

like I'm gonna have to

spend this all on myself.

g*n in hand, hey?

Dan?

Hardly.

Doc?

Wrong again, part.

Kelly, I ain't gonna fight you.

Oh yeah?

Why is that?

They say you are a g*n hand.

I aim to take this sugar

and get the hell outta Texas

than getting mixed up with a

man burner like in Oliver you.

'Sides had nothing to do

with Will Walker's death.

You forget about Red?

Hey, he drew on me.

sh*t.

Kelly, looks like Dan's not gonna show.

I'll split the money with you,

we'll go our own way.

Yeah, about that,

Doc left Dan outside of Nelly's Hideout

behind the Republic.

And Deke, well, he's narrow

as a fence post by now I reckon.

Well there you see.

What about it?

Don't appeal to me.

Hey, wanna get outta here?

Hey, hey, it's okay.

How's that feel, you son of a b*tch?

Still in the fight?

I do believe I am.

You telling me that ball didn't

burn you down, man burner?

Hardly.

What, you wearing an arm or something?

You can say that.

Hurt my teeth on dust and lead

Where survival only graces those

Who's blood runs cold

Mama!

Where is my halo

Mama, snake!

Mama, mama!

Salvation comes on

angel's wing sometimes

Mama, mama.

We gotta get inside.

It's okay.

Daddy!

Help, please.

Take the money, it's all yours.

You gotta get me outta here.

You gotta help me.

I had nothing to do with Walker's death.

I didn't k*ll him.

Let's try again.

Listen, you and I are the same.

How's that?

We both live by that.

Well I got a mind and a heart

and if it's not too

late, that makes a soul.

I could do this all day.

You have a soul?

So I hear

you go by the name of Killin' Jim Kelly.

I heard something different.

What'd you hear?

Nig...

Calm down, you yellow belly.

I ain't going to k*ll you.

I won't be needing that no more.

Coy Watson is at Table Rock

suffering from lead in the head.

You can probably even

handle him now I reckon.

Round Rock treasure's there too.

Hey, I counted it.

So don't get any ideas.

Jim, Miss Sally,

she's in a bad way out at the Walker place.

- What happened?

- Snake bite.

Doctor Williams is there.

It's bad, hurry.

Whoa.

- Go, go, go, go, go.

- Take it, take it.

Where's Sally?

With Dr. Williams.

Can I see her?

Yeah, she's been asking for you.

Mom.

Mr. Kelly?

Mr. Kelly, is that you?

Yes ma'am.

Are you gonna read

to me tonight, Mr. Kelly?

Sure.

Sure, Ms. Sally, as

soon as you feeling better.

They told me that mean old snake

bit you on your leg when

you were letting Samuel go

at the creek.

Doc Williams says he's

gonna fix you right up, okay?

And then we'll have

our reading nights again.

I got our favorite book

right here in my pocket.

But hey, I'm not leaving this house

until you strong as an oak, okay?

Okay.

That leg is mighty swollen.

I may have to lance it.

This will be a difficult night, Missy.

But by daybreak,

we will know.

Frankie, go with the doctor.

Help him get whatever he needs.

Only the tincture of time will tell.

What can we do, Doctor?

Love her and pray.

Wouldn't hurt for you to

sit up with her all night,

keep her cool and comfortable.

Be strong.

The two of you may be

worth more than the medicine.

Be back in the morning to check on her.

What am I gonna do?

We were to leave tomorrow.

Hey, we wait for the doctor.

Missy, you gonna have

to do most of the praying

for us tonight

'cause I ain't done nothing

that's good for my soul

in quite some time.

But I'm not gonna leave Miss Sally's side,

not for one minute.

I know we haven't always seen eye to eye,

but I'm done k*lling.

Mr. Kelly.

Mr. Kelly, will you read to me?

Yes, I most certainly will.

Come in.

Hey Man Burner.

Not you too.

I'm here for them cows now.

Coy's got a pitchfork

in his backside I reckon.

Took my place in hell, I'm hoping.

Little Sally okay?

She's gonna pull through

thanks to Doc Williams and prayer.

Prayer.

I never figured you for the praying type.

You turn a page?

You can say that.

Well deal's a deal.

Go see Jack, he'll cut

you out a couple bulls

and 20 head of cows

and this is the deed to 20

acres I had set aside for Red.

I think he'd want you to have it.

Ranching Jim Kelly.

Cut my teeth on dust and lead

Made the rocky ground up for my bed

Call this lonesome prairie home

Where survival only graces those

Who's blood runs cold

If vengeance is a virtue

Tell me where is my halo

'Cause I stopped

counting killings long ago

I have heard salvation comes

on angels wing sometimes

But here I earn it

with a single action 45

Never though there'd be a day

Love would thaw the

ice down in my veins

Wonder when I look into your eyes

Will sending souls to Satan

Get my own paradise

If vengeance is a virtue

Tell me where is my halo

'Cause I stopped

counting killings long ago

I have heard salvation comes

on angels wings sometimes

But here I earn it

with a single action 45

Vengeance may be a virtue

But it brought no halo

So I stopped all that k*lling long ago

You gave me salvation

when I told my past good-bye

And finally left behind

my single action 45

Single action 45