Alice!
Alice!
Alice. Oh, God, there you are.
Are you all right? Huh?
What happened?
Jakey Snyder came a calling,
on account of that debt he says you owe him
for the rustling job in
Colorado last spring.
I dont owe him a g*dd*mn dime.
Well, it dont matter,
because he says hes going
to burn down this house with us in it.
Our boy stopped him, and he went and said
hed wrangle the money
and get it to Jakey tomorrow.
I tried to stop him, Mike,
But you know, our boy is getting to the age
where he thinks he can
handle things by himself.
Yeah, and hes
stubborn, too, just like you.
Whered you say he was going?
The bank in Sweetwater.
Oh...
Ill handle that. Ill take care of this.
If that little prick comes back
here, you know how to use it.
Lock the doors.
You bring our boy back safe.
I will.
Madame, you got my word.
Put that g*dd*mn thing away.
What are you doing, Robert?
Jakey Snyder said hes going to k*ll us
if we dont settler your debt.
Jakey Snyders full of
sh*t, and you know that.
We got no other choice, Mike.
I did not ask you to do this.
The fact that you drag
your little friend in there
-into our business? -Yeah.
I can take care of Jakey
Snyder, believe me.
If youd done any kind of preparation
or homework on this g*dd*mn thing,
you would understand that that bank
has been robbed seven
times in the last six months.
They brought Pinkertons in.
They brought railroad detectives in.
Every other man on the
street is some kind of lawman
waiting for one thing: for
someone to cross the line.
-I dont really care. -Oh, really?
This isnt cattle rustling.
This isnt grifting.
This isnt all that petty little bullshit.
You rob a bank and youre done.
Your picture is going to
be on every g*dd*mn poster
from here to Fort Worth.
-I dont... -Hear me.
Lost time is never found again.
Get your hands off me, old man.
Oh, sure, go ahead and k*ll yourself.
Youre making a mistake.
Youre gonna regret it.
-All right, nobody move! -Jesus Christ.
Chaz.
You wait till they come out.
Hurry up, youve got 30 seconds.
No, please!
Mister, get out of my way.
Otherwise, Im going to assume
youre a member of this
g*ng and treat you as such.
No, please. One of those
kids in there is my son.
Give me a chance to just talk to him.
Do you understand?
Please.
Everybody deserves a second
chance, for Christs sake,
Not him.
[women screaming]
Detective Schumacher, move up!
[groans]
Throw your g*ns out and
come out with your hands up.
And I promise you,
your punishment will
be just and appropriate.
If you go against me,
it will be a death sentence
for the both of you.
Run!
Dolly! I dropped Dolly!
[grunts]
Son, youre all alone now.
The laws all around you.
[g*nf*re]
Jolena!
[woman screams]
Oh, God no! My baby!
You want to end up like
your friend or that old man
who got in my way
bleeding out in the street?
Or that little girl who got
caught in the crossfire?
Please, no!
Lets make this easy!
[panting]
[g*nsh*t]
[g*nf*re]
[groans]
[grunts]
Who was that with you?
No one.
Name.
Butch.
Last name.
Cassidy.
Good afternoon.
I understand you have
a safe aboard this train.
Yeah. We do.
Its in the mail car.
[chuckles]
Ha!
That was one hell of a rehearsal.
-What do you think, Butch? -Good.
Except that last part where
you ran up like an idiot
and said my name, Bob.
Yeah, yeah. Sorry about that.
Questions? Everybody knows their job?
You bet, Butch.
Good.
You do have a conductor uniform, dont you?
Of course I do.
All right.
Last thing we do before we ride out is
Isom goes and cuts the
telegraph wires at the ticket office.
Ben, Laura, this being
your first job with us,
on account of being down a man
with Will Carver still locked up,
were only here for the loot.
Not to k*ll nobody.
Youre only going to use your
g*ns if the plan goes to hell.
But no sh**ting.
-Understood? -Got it, Butch.
Understood.
Half for today and half for tomorrow.
Thank you, Butch.
See yall tomorrow at
the Northern Pacific Rail.
Didnt he say the Southern
Pacific rail the other day?
Yeah, yeah, he did say that.
Hes your boy, Elzy.
I mean Northern, Southern, I
dont think it matters too much
as long as train comes in 9:00 A.M., right?
As long as hes on it.
I mean, he wants the
second half of his money.
He dont want to be
looking over his shoulder
the rest of his life.
There wont be much life
left if he doesnt show up.
We better get out of here.
Got a big day ahead of us tomorrow.
[neighs]
All right, boy. Were going.
Trains early.
Gonna have to catch up to it.
Lets get it. Hyah!
[train whistle blows]
[train whistle blows]
Let me help you with that, Maam.
You sure its wise to
team up with these kids?
Theyre a bit soft for my taste.
Uh-huh.
Butch Cassidy.
Breaking all them young hearts.
Butch Cassidy is a good scout
when it comes to robbing banks and trains.
Always has a solid
plan, always gets the loot.
Nothing ever goes wrong.
Theres nothing to worry about.
Im reckon thats all true.
I just dont see why hes
so against k*lling someone.
To each his own, Ben.
As long as Butch can hold his own.
If it comes to a gunfight.
Thats my girl.
You two knock it off.
-[train whistle blows] -All aboard!
Wait, wait, who the hell is that with Bob?
Hold on now.
Hold on.
Elzy?
Lets just give it a minute.
I mean, maybe this guys shifts
ending and then Bobs coming in.
He would have said
something if that was the case.
Just give it a minute, okay?
Sheriff!
Butch Cassidy and the Wild
Bunch is robbing the Union Flyer.
We got this. Come on!
Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to the Union Flyers
9:00 A.M. departure for Durango.
Please have your tickets
prepared for boarding.
The Union Flyer?
Its not even the same train, Butch.
What are we gonna do?
Im calling it.
Whats that mean?
We aint robbin the train now?
Hell, no.
I saw we do this kid.
I need that money.
All these trains come from Dubois
got a company safe on them.
Theyre all headed west
on that rail expansion.
And there will be something on board.
And we take whatever they got.
Yeah.
Follow me.
Damn it, Curry.
Last call aboard 9:00 a.m.
Union Flyer. Thanks, sir.
Greeting. Tickets, folks.
Dont do anything dumb, Mr. Conductor.
We do as planned.
Butch, you sure we should be doing this?
We dont know nothing about this train.
Isom, Im need you to calm down and focus.
What we doing, Elzy?
Were going.
And who might you be, sir?
Names Edward. My friends call me Eddie.
Well, Eddie, wait here a
moment with my friends wont ya?
-Dont do nothing stupid. -Yeah.
You, too.
Good morning, everyone.
Now, Im not looking to hurt you,
and Im not after your possessions.
Just need a little bit of
time and then youre back
on your way to Durango,
is it? Its a nice town.
Yall look like a smart bunch,
so dont nobody go trying to be a hero.
Your lives aint worth it.
Schofield?
Thats a nice g*n, old timer.
Sit tight now.
I got a dilemma I was hoping
you could help me out with.
Which one of these coaches
has a safe on it, Eddie?
Oh, they dont tell us that.
[g*n clicks]
Its just a few cars back.
Kindly take us there, wont you?
Yeah.
Knew that seed spitting
sack of sh*t Bob Meeks
couldnt be trusted.
Working this shift all da, Eddie?
-What? -You heard me.
Just you supposed to be the
only one working here today?
I dont understand what
youre saying, son, but yeah,
Im working all day if
thats what youre asking.
Youre going to help us
out today, huh, Eddie?
Yeah. This is the car with the safe in it.
Aint going to be no
surprises on there. No guards?
No, No, uh-uh, just the
safe in there, I promise.
Unlock that door and slide
it open for us, wont you?
Yeah.
Climb up in there and open
the safe for us, will you, Eddie?
I cant.
No, I cant. I promise.
Wells Fargo, they dont
give us the key no more.
Liar.
What hes saying is true.
Throw some gunpowder in that keyhole.
-Well blast it open. -Sure thing.
Hey, boss, that door is real thick.
Im going to have to use all the gunpowder.
Were already here.
We aint walking away from this one.
How big a blast are we talking?
I mean... it aint gonna go beyond the car.
Make sure.
Theres kids and parents on the train.
I want nobody getting hurt.
You got it.
Ha!
Youre Butch Cassidy.
Yeah. You all the wild bunch, aint ya?
Of course, I should
have figured that one out.
See, Butch Cassidy dont k*ll nobody.
Theres always a first.
Aint nobody getting k*lled.
He knows who we are.
And you wont say nothing will ya, Eddie?
No, I aint going to say nothing.
Hey, you know, it was them Daltons.
Dalton g*ng done did it. Yep.
Im ready to blow this thing, boss.
All right, lets clear the door.
Where do you think youre going?
-Nowhere. Nowhere. -Get over there.
All right.
[expl*si*n]
Its the Wild Bunch. Were being robbed.
Woo-hoo!
Get.
[cheering]
Look at all that money!
You wanted to walk a couple minutes ago.
-Im glad we didnt. -Whatd yall find?
Oh, its a good thing we
didnt walk on this one.
Plenty of money for everyone, baby.
Pretty good take, boys.
Lets get it packed up,
lets get it out of here.
[g*nsh*t]
What the hell did you do?
He made a run for it.
You couldnt have ran after him?
I warned him the first time.
I told you there was to be no k*lling.
Get that loot packed up and lets go.
[laughs]
They sh*t Eddie.
[laughing]
Oh, yeah, baby!
[laughing]
All right, lets split up.
Curry, Ben, Laura, you
had east. Well ride west.
Meet up at the Hole in the Wall tonight.
Ive had enough of this.
Im going to send a wire to Charles Siringo
at the Pinkertons.
[telegraph clicking]
Chaz, bring that to me.
What is it, Charlie?
Butch Cassidy.
And his Wild Bunch.
Theyve robbed a train.
And k*lled a man.
Want me to hold off on
the McCartys, help ya?
No, Ill handle this.
Whats wrong, Butch?
Need to make sure no one is following us.
Looks like were clear.
Sheriff!
Sheriff, you just missed him.
They k*lled Eddie.
Aw, sh*t. Which way did they go, Bart?
Kid Curry headed east with two of them
and Butch and the
other two, they gone west.
Nobody seems to be able
to stop the Wild Bunch.
Well handle it.
You think Elzys going to be
all right riding off on his own?
Yeah, hell be all right. He
had to lead them off trail,
make sure they dont tail us.
We shouldve never join up
with Curry and them other two.
Theyre crazy.
k*lling that old man wasnt right.
No, no, it wasnt.
Aint nothing we can do about it now.
Ill tell you what we can do.
We never work with them again.
Yeah, when Will Carver gets out of prison,
we can think about it.
For now, we got to work
with the folks we got.
Otherwise, there aint no sense
in calling us the Wild Bunch.
Well, here they come.
Got to get going here.
-Come on, get em! -[g*nshots]
g*nshots! Hey, hey! Where are you going?
Someones sh**ting at us!
Come on, Sheriff.
Pick up that g*n. Pick it up.
Shame.
[g*nsh*t]
[harmonica playing]
Shouldnt they have made it by now?
Maybe they camped out.
Maybe they got caught.
Doubtful.
Or maybe they aint coming.
Why wouldnt they show up?
Because they got a bigger
share of the loot than we did.
No, that aint Currys style.
Hes violent, but always keeps his word.
Hell show.
Yeah. Bob aint show.
Let it go, Isom.
Come on, fellas. Whats with the faces?
Im not too hungry right now, Maude.
You dont know what you missing, Butch.
Ah, just take it.
Maybe youll be hungry in a bit.
Would you look at that?
Sitting around a campfire, singing songs.
You save some food for us, Maude?
Yeah, I got some leftovers, Kid.
What about Bob?
He didnt show. Something
must have happened.
-Anyone follow you? -No.
-You? -No.
Better wipe that look off your face, Butch.
You k*lled someone at one of my jobs today.
I told all yall there
was to be no k*lling.
If you hadnt trusted Elzy to
bring on that bum Bob Meeks,
nobody would have d*ed.
Im sorry, Butch. I dont know
what happened, but I trust Bob.
Hes a straight sh**t.
As the leader of this g*ng,
I should have checked Bob out personally.
Especially after you and Laura saw him
confuse the name of the rail.
If theres anyone to blame, its me.
Its my fault that he d*ed today.
Im glad we agree on something.
So we going to split this money up or what?
All right, then. Isom.
[laughing]
-Yeah! -Woo!
[cheering]
Whatll you buy me?
Ooh, whatever you want, baby.
Im gonna spend a whole summer
drowning in women and tequila!
Ive been traveling
All night long
Ive been traveling
Singing my song
What you going to do with
your share of the loot, Butch?
Retire?
You know aint nobody live long enough
to retire from this, Isom.
Still aint answering my question.
Remember Mike and Alice Cassidy?
Yeah, of course I do. Them
the folks that adopted you.
Well, you know, Mike has since passed on.
Thinking about buying me a
small ranch near their property
outside of Dubois.
I help Alice out a little on
account of shes all alone now.
Thats... Thats might kind of you, Butch.
What you going to do on a ranch?
Someone got k*lled today, Isom.
I dont want no more of what
happened today on my conscience.
I mean, it was bound to
happen sooner or later.
Just come with the job.
Feeling guilty for that conductor
aint going to bring him back.
So now that you got
your share of the money,
it dont matter that
Eddie was k*lled today?
I didnt mean it like that, Butch.
Im sorry that we k*lled him.
Im talking about you,
anyways. This ranch of yours.
Being a rancher.
Chicken, cattle, you know, cows, all that.
Thats really what you want?
I want to be like Mike Cassidy.
Wake up, do the same thing every day.
Chores, tend to the animals.
Have real work to do.
Growing up with him, I liked
that things had to get done.
Work had to get done every day.
Every day, I had responsibilities.
Dont sound too bad, really.
Owning youre own land.
My daddy and his daddy,
they spent their whole
lives on the plantation.
I was lucky, I guess. I got emancipated.
Hell, I might buy a
ranch right next to you.
Gonna have to do a couple more jobs first.
Remember those numbers.
I got a safe at the Dubois
Bank. Its the combination to it.
Youre welcome to whats in there.
Thats much appreciated, Butch,
but I dont want no handouts.
Thats... Thats your money.
If youre serious about
buying some property,
consider it a loan.
Get out now and pay me back when you can.
I dont know if Im ready
for something like that yet.
Suit yourself.
Moneys there if you change your mind.
Go ahead and hold onto
that for me, wont you, Elzy?
Where you going?
Go check out some property.
- Yall gonna be here, right?
- Hell yeah, well be here.
We aint going nowhere.
We drank too much last night.
Yeah, we did, babe.
What are your plans?
Ride out to Robbers Roost, maybe.
Were going to help Harry Tracy on a job.
Careful on them trails.
Theyll be looking harder for us now.
-Ready? -Its a new day, Butch.
Get out.
[grunts]
Hold this a minute.
Hey, Karl.
Am I to understand you
got money to buy whiskey
but not pay for a chicken?
Huh?
I said Id pay him next week.
That doesnt answer my question.
[grunting]
Okay, Im sorry. I promise.
[groaning]
I wont do it ag...
No. You wont.
Theft will not be tolerated in Cheyenne.
And I dont give a damn if its a chicken,
a hog, or a herd of cattle
Now get.
All of you, get.
Come on, lets go.
You hard of hearing, mister?
So this Karl fella,
is he a big problem here in Cheyenne?
No. That was his first offense.
[chuckles]
-Did I say something funny? -No. No.
I just admire your brand
of justice, Mr. Horn.
Its called the law around here.
Fair enough.
Is there something you want, Mr. Siringo?
Im bringing in Butch
Cassidy and his Wild Bunch.
Dead or alive.
You may have heard that they k*lled
an elder conductor over in Wilcox.
sh*t him in the back.
They also m*rder*d some local lawmen.
Yeah, I heard something about that.
But it was Kid Curry that did
most of the k*lling, was it not?
Nonetheless.
Wild Bunch needs to be brought to justice.
Hung by their necks,
every last one of them.
And I wanted to see if I could recruit you,
Mr. Horn, in my endeavors.
Im pretty settled in here at the moment.
Understood.
You know...
The bounty is up to $30,000
for the whole Wild Bunch.
And I would be willing, Mr. Horn,
to split that reward with you.
50/50.
Thats a lot of money.
Its a lot of money.
Were awfully close
to where we did that job
in Wilcox, aint we?
You know I want to be
close to Alice Cassidy.
Yeah. I keep forgetting about Miss Cassidy.
Whats the local law like here?
They know me, on account of Mike.
As long as I dont do nothing wrong
in Dubois, they look the other way.
And I intend to keep it like that.
Plus another banker here
helped Mike with all his affairs.
Isom.
You want that money thats in my safe,
why dont you go on and get it?
I told you, I dont want no handout.
Aint a handout, its a loan.
I dont want no loan, either.
I told you I make the money myself.
Do it just like you.
When Im ready.
You gotta learn to commit to things, Isom.
Going back and forth all the time,
dont make up your head about nothing.
Gonna be the death of you one day.
Mr. Santiago Maxwell, how are you?
Good.
Im Fred Boone. No
relation to Daniel Boone.
-How are you? -Im good, sir.
Im Ted... Hiddlebottom.
So we are purchasing the Bartlett ranch
just on the outskirts of our little town.
- Correct, Mr. Maxwell?
- Yes, sir, thats right.
I imagine well be paying
cash for this transaction?
Or will it be in gold?
-Cash. -Cash is still good.
Oh, missing a few pages.
Ill be right back. Please, excuse me.
How much does this man
know about you, Butch?
Asking if youre paying in cash or gold?
Relax. Hes only asking about...
Dont tell me to relax. All right?
Does he or does he not know who you are?
He knows who I am.
Just like the local law.
Fred altered Mikes cattle
and horse paperwork.
Never steered him wrong in all them years.
Here we go. If you gentlemen follow me,
I can take care of you.
This is the title and the deed,
and I just need your signature here, here,
here, and here.
How is Alice these days?
Im hoping to help her out some.
That explains why you
wanted to purchase land there.
You have a generous heart.
Always in the right place.
Now theres just the actual money transfer.
Wonderful. I wont even bother to count it.
Just kidding.
Im gonna get some fresh air.
Your friend seems of the nervous sort.
The moneys all there.
You are now the proud
owner of the Bartlet Ranch.
Congratulations.
- Thank you, Fred.
- Youre welcome, as always.
And please, give my
regards to Mrs. Cassidy.
One more thing for you.
Some cookies from the "wife".
Oh, thank you.
I cant wait to eat them.
Oh, Mr. Maxwell...
Just a little note about a gold mine.
Wait until youre out of town to read it.
That man is the craziest
banker Ive ever seen in my life.
Yeah, he might be
strange, but he is helpful.
What do you say we
grab a drink to celebrate?
-You buying? -Of course I am.
I could use a drink.
Hey!
-Sorry, sir. -Watch it.
Thought you said everyone
in this town was friendly.
Dont know him.
Hey, isnt that that fella, Isom Dart?
I think so.
Theres a reward out for him.
Excuse me, sirs.
Hey, get back here!
You say you never seen them guys before?
Never.
Hey, guess I gotta buy
you that drink another time.
Best to be clear out of
here before they come to.
Yeah, I agree with that.
You want to come back to my ranch with me?
I got to get back to
the Hole in the Wall and
make sure Elzy and aint get
off with my share of the loot.
Be careful now. Well
all meet up again, soon.
Of course, Butch.
Hey, I appreciate you
bringing me along today.
Its been real exciting.
Think about what I said about the loan.
I will.
Get out of here.
Ill see you, Butch.
Are you sure it was Isom Dart?
Come on, Sheriff.
Look who it is.
Lord have mercy...
Excuse me, sir. We need to talk to you.
God damn.
Turn around slowly.
Dont make any moves
for that g*n on your hip.
Now, thats Isom Dart.
Hes wanted for cattle rustling.
Isom Dart was arrested in Dubois.
Well, well.
Looks like were going to have to pay
a little visit to Dubois.
You look parched.
Thank you, Alice.
Why dont you take a break?
You know, its been a while since
youve done this kind of work.
I sure wish Mike could see you now.
Hed be so proud of you.
Oh, you still have his old pocket watch?
Yeah, I do.
Theres something else
going on with you, aint there?
Mike made all this look so easy.
Mike made everything look easy.
But answer me this.
Why, after all them years,
do you want to come back to what you left?
Alls I know is I want something more
than robbing banks and trains.
If that makes sense.
Sure it does.
Kid Curry k*lling that poor conductor
didnt help none either.
Mike never k*lled nobody.
No, he didnt.
But he sure came close a couple of times.
Excuse me.
Did either of you lose a horse?
I found a wild one over yonder
hill grazing on my property.
Wouldnt let me near it.
Must be old Billy.
Let him wander from time to time.
Youre not worried
someones gonna snatch him?
I do apologize for the inconvenience.
He usually manages to
find his way back home.
Well, I see youre working on a fence.
Thats a start.
Im Alice, miss.
-And you are? -Etta. Etta Place.
-Pleasure to meet you. -And you.
Well, your horse has a name.
I reckon you have one, too.
Robert Parker, miss.
Nice to meet you, Robert Parker.
Could be straighter.
Yeah. Guess I dont got such
a great eye for straight lines.
Thats an easy fix. Got some twine?
Rope?
Thin rope.
-No. -Ill be back.
Think Im in love.
Robert Parker, you dont
even know what its like
to be in love.
This town smells of sh*t.
Do you ever say anything
pleasant, Mr. Horn?
How do you want to go about this?
What I want is to find out where they are.
No matter what it takes.
I hold now status of law
outside of Cheyenne, Mr. Siringo.
I noticed you dont wear badge.
So how is it that you attained
your position of authority
in Cheyenne, exactly, Mr. Horn?
Understood.
This is your lucky day.
Oh...
Its official.
Youre a Pinkerton now.
Thank you for your help today, Etta.
It was my pleasure.
Always happy to lend a
helping hand to a new neighbor.
As long as I dont find his
horse on my property again.
Thatd be such a bad thing?
How did you get so handy?
Well, my dad was a cattle
man and I was an only child.
He wasted no time putting
me to work on that ranch.
You know, there was this one time
when Mike was trying to teach Robert
how to saddle a horse, all proper and all.
And Robert wasnt having none of it.
And Mike was trying to tell him,
a horse keeps air in its belly,
so you got to wait to cinch those straps.
And Robert snaps back, "I
know how to ride a horse, Mike.
I aint no kid."
And he was like 16 years old, mind you.
And what happened?
Well, he spurred ol Cinco and he took off.
And sure enough, that
saddle slid to the right
and Robert fell off over
the fence into the pig slop.
It was a mess.
Mike wouldnt let him come
in the house for a week.
Made him sleep in the barn.
I wouldve done the same thing.
Get out.
[grunting]
[g*nsh*t]
Hey, hey! Watch where youre going.
Bob! Bob!
Who you running from, mister?
Move on.
Mr. Horn, Isoms been sentenced.
Hes going to serve his time.
Leave him be, Sheriff.
You were seen with Butch
Cassidy and the Wild Bunch
at the Wilcox train robbery.
[screams]
I aint going to ask you again.
I aint telling you nothing,
you g*dd*mn Pinkerton.
I could put a few more
b*ll*ts in that leg of yours.
And you will never use that leg again.
Or you can tell me what I want to know.
Go to hell, you son of a bitch.
Mr. Horn, no!
[g*nsh*t]
I was hoping Isom Dart would give up
Butch Cassidys location.
But...
I guess I should have just asked you.
You see, a reliable source informed me...
that the local law, thatd be you,
looks the other way here in Dubois.
That Butch Cassidy frequents Dubois.
And has for some time.
Id really hate to start k*lling off
fellow law enforcement to get what I need.
Theres no need for that, Detective.
Butch used to stay out at
Mike and Alice Cassidys ranch.
But if you want the whole g*ng,
your best bet is to find
them at the Hole in the Wall.
The Hole in the Wall.
That pass out there in Big Horn mountains?
Yes, sir. I hear thats where
the Wild Bunch meet up
after a robbery.
Youre likely to find them all there.
Thats what I hear.
You know where that place is?
Yes, I do.
You know...
I dont take kindly to the
law overlooking fugitives.
Butch Cassidy never created
no problems here, Mr. Siringo,
Never conducted no illegal activities.
I would have locked him up if he had.
I mean, in his defense...
he kind of helped out around here.
Picking up a hammer to fix a leaky roof
or give money to poor folk.
He never created no trouble
here in Dubois, I promise.
He sounds like a real saint.
Pick up that trash off the street.
Yes, sir, I will.
Were those stories Alice
was telling embarrassing you?
Because they shouldnt. Theyre cute.
No, it just makes you miss Mike, is all.
Yeah, I miss my parents, too.
Why do you call them Mike
and Alice and not mom and dad?
They aint my real parents.
Ran away from home when I was young,
and I met Mike when I got caught
stealing food from the grocery store.
He offered to pay for it and
asked me if I wanted a job on his ranch.
Kind of ended up being like a father to me.
Guess they sort of adopted me.
Well, thats mighty generous.
So you live alone?
I live with my man.
Oh.
Wheres he at? When do I get to meet him?
Well, hes out of town for a spell.
I dont even know if youd like him.
Probably wouldnt get along.
Hes different from you, thats for sure.
-How so? -Well, hes loud. Very loud.
And he dresses fancy.
Fancy?
Dont seem like youd be
with a kind of fella like that.
Yeah, well, I like fancy.
What about you?
-What about me? -Why dont you have a girl?
Yes. I guess I just
havent made time for it.
Maybe I havent met the right one yet.
[panting]
I say we take our chances and go in.
Patience, Mr. Horn. Patience.
-Hey, Maude? -Yeah, baby?
Im through with patience.
[grunts]
You got him.
Shes still moving.
Hole in the Wall. I heard
stories about this place.
Yeah, it looks like someone
was here, but left in a hurry.
Yeah, who knows?
g*nshots look like they
echoed pretty good in here.
I should have thought about that.
Who is she?
This is Maude Davis, the woman to the now
deceased William "Elzy" Ellsworth here.
[Maude groans]
Shes not going to make it.
Now we have to find this Alice Cassidy.
How do you wish to proceed?
With extreme caution.
Butch... Butch!
I got a visit from
the U.S. Marshals Office this morning.
They said Mike owes years of back taxes
and theyre going to seize
the ranch for payment.
I cant lose his ranch. I cant.
Nobodys going to take
your ranch from you, Alice.
All right? Whats all this?
Its all them papers they handed me
about how Mike owes
the state money and such.
I cant understand all this law talk.
Is Etta around? Maybe she
can make some sense out of it.
No, I aint seen her in a few days.
I dont know what Im going to do.
Go see Fred at the bank.
Hell know what to do. He always does.
Maybe its too soon for
you to go back into town.
You let me worry about that.
Im a mother, I worry about everything.
Hello, Alice.
Hello, Fred. So nice to see you again.
Mr. Maxwell. Whats all this about?
Alice has a little paperwork problem
shed like you to look at.
Let me see what you got.
Our government at times can be so perverse.
Robbing a widow of all she has left.
Its despicable.
And there you go.
These papers officially state that all
back taxes have been paid in full.
But I didnt pay you anything.
These papers say you did. Right there.
But somehow the funds were lost
in transit to the governors office.
But thats not what happened.
It wont be a problem.
You and Mike have been customers here
since I was a kid, sweeping up the floors.
You deserve to live out life peacefully
and not be constrained by
our money-hungry government.
Thank you, Fred.
Hands where I can see them.
Make a move with your g*n,
itll be the last thing
you do, I assure you.
Place it on the table for me, wont you?
Do I know you?
Nope.
I heard a story about a man once
carved a combination
to a safe into his p*stol.
You know something about that?
I reckon a lot of men done
that one time or another.
Ooh, careful now.
Our government will
take you for everything.
Howdy, seor.
Would you mind filling
up a bag for me, please?
You know what? Make it two.
Oh, and go easy on the coins,
would you? They get heavy.
What are you looking at?
Your banks getting robbed.
Thank you very much, sir.
Have yourself a nice rest of your day.
And as for the rest of you,
have yourself a good day, too.
It is a beautiful day
outside. The sun is shining.
Its good to be alive.
Whoo!
That was exciting.
Well, I do have a claim to file now.
And alert the sheriff.
And those back property taxes youve paid,
they were just stolen.
You see? Everything works out.
Thank you for taking me to see Fred.
Hes always been such a nice man.
Are you sure you didnt know
who that bank robber was?
No, never seen him before.
Are you okay?
Go get on your horse and ride home.
Ill catch up to you.
What is it?
Trouble.
You be safe.
Hands up.
Hold it right there.
Thats far enough.
Youre that fella that
robbed that bank, aint you?
Why are you following me?
Would you believe me if I
said I wasnt following you?
No, sir, I would not.
You really ought to think
about removing those
numbers from your g*n, Butch Cassidy.
You told my girl your
name was Robert Parker.
Whos your girl?
Etta Place.
Should have used that
other name you throw around.
What is it? Maxwell Sanchez.
Im Harry Longbaugh.
You can call me Sundance. Sundance Kid.
I know Im not as famous
as you yet, but I aim to be.
I have some information
to give you. Its important.
But first, would you mind
putting that g*n down?
I can be a lot more useful
to you alive than dead.
Thank you.
Well, what do you got to tell me?
I have been told from a reliable source
that the Pinkerton Detective
Agency is looking for you.
Fellow by the name of Charlie Siringo
and a no good g*n for hire,
Tom Horn out of Cheyenne.
-You heard of them? -Yeah, who hasnt?
Word is Siringo and
Horn k*lled Elzy Lay and
Maude Davis at the Hole in the Wall.
Who told you all this?
Theres an old fella in
the town of Cody keeps me
informed of things, seeing as how the town
is just yonder of the Hole in the Wall.
And Im sorry to keep on as such,
but I dont know if you
heard about what they did
to Isom back in Dubois.
What about Isom?
Siringo and Horn
dragged him out of his cell
asking questions about you.
Isom wouldnt give anything up.
Horn sh*t him dead. Cold blood.
Heard old Bob Meeks had a hand in it, too.
Bob Meeks? You sure about that?
From what I hear, he
handed Isom right to him.
Youve been so holed up
with your new ranch life,
you dont even know whats going on
out there in the world, do you?
You need to be looking over
your shoulder from now on, Butch.
But if you need anything,
you know where to find Etta and me.
Alice.
Mrs. Cassidy.
Is there by any chance, anyone with you?
If youre with the U.S. Marshals office,
I got the paperwork there.
Now leave me alone.
You aint taking my land.
Were not here about your land, maam.
Were with the Pinkerton Detective Agency
and were looking for a known fugitive.
[gasps]
A fugitive we were told by
a reliable source was here.
Who?
Butch.
Cassidy.
Butch Cassidy, the bank robber?
Same last name, gentlemen, but no relation.
Yes, yes, we know that,
but are you expecting him anytime soon?
I dont. Why would I?
Then tell us where we can find him.
I think I already answered that question.
Mrs. Cassidy...
Just tell us where we can find him, maam,
and well be on our way.
Dont...
Please dont make this difficult.
Is this what you detectives do now?
Come into little old ladies homes,
a huffing and a puffing
and making up stories
that make you feel
bigger than you really are?
Huffing and puffing.
Have you ever heard of a man
named Elmer McCurdy, Mrs. Cassidy?
No, I aint heard of
him neither. Excuse me.
Would either one of you gentlemen
like some tea or coffee?
No, maam.
Coffee, Please.
Well, truth be told,
Id be surprised if you
said you had heard of him.
Elma McCurdy was a
lowlife bank and train robber,
much like your Butch, in fact.
Though not nearly as well known.
And as is the usual fate of men
in McCurdys chosen profession,
the day came that he
was sh*t down in the street
like a rabid dog in a
violent gunfight with the law.
Justice served.
Then the strangest thing happened.
A man arrived in town professing to be
McCurdys long lost brother.
Identified him as such, claimed the body.
Took it away.
Ah, but it was soon
learned that man had lied
because, in fact, McCurdy had no brother.
And that stranger, he was, in fact...
the owner of a little
traveling carnival show.
You know, the kind that
likes to put on display
dead outlaws mummified remains.
Gruesome business, but
no doubt a profitable one
for that little traveling show.
But as a mother, Im sure youll agree,
such an undignified end to
the life of young Elmer McCurdy.
I cannot imagine how...
ashamed and heartbroken
his mother must have been
when she found out about all that.
Tell me, Mrs. Cassidy,
do you like. carnival attractions?
No,
I dont.
Ah!
Now, if youll excuse me, gentlemen.
Mr. Horn.
[g*nsh*t]
Oh!
Alice! Alice! Are you all right?
What happened?
This is all my fault.
No...
I love you with all my heart.
Hey. Whos there?
Answer me.
Show yourself.
Mike?
I watched you die out there, Mike.
I get that, son.
And you better get this.
Charlie Siringo didnt
want me. He wanted you.
Alice never forgave herself
for not stopping you that day.
Not stopping the both of us.
Her thinking that you were dead...
I watched her die a
little bit every single day.
Blaming herself.
And laying on the street dying, almost...
bleeding.
I was sharp enough to give him an alias
so he couldnt track
me back to you and her.
Im not sure they believe me.
They didnt think I was reliable.
So you know what they did? Lock him up.
Put him in the g*dd*mn prison.
Five years. I did my time, son.
Three weeks ago, they let me out.
I was still afraid that Siringo
would follow me to you.
Siringo still k*lled Alice, didnt he?
Yes.
So why are you here now?
I regretted never being
able to go back to her.
To hold her, to comfort her.
I let her down. Thats on me.
You still aint answered my question.
Why are you here?
Youre the same kid as you
were when you were real young.
Turd-headed big time.
You can get it done.
You still in love with that.
Thatll get you one day or another.
You go after Siringo by yourself,
you know whats going to happen?
Youre going to end
up just exactly like me.
Youll be in prison. Youll do time.
And if that doesnt happen,
he will find you and you will be dead.
Thats a chance Im willing to take.
So are you with me or not?
No, son. Im not.
Youre going to let them get away with it?
They took Alice from us.
Yes, they did.
Ill handle it again myself.
Just like I did in Sweetwater.
Whos there?
Reckon I might find you here.
Wheres Ben and Laura?
Away.
Whos that there?
Some fellow thought he could cross me.
A couple of Pinkerton
detectives are looking for us.
Aint nothing cant be handled.
I wanted to see if you and the others
were up for another job.
Yeah, like last time with your pal, Bob?
No, thank you.
Siringo and Horn are coming for us
and they aint going
to stop until they k*ll us.
I say we get to them first.
Rob the Southern Rail down in Folsom.
Ambush and k*ll them at the same time.
What happened to your no k*lling rule?
They tortured Isom before k*lling him.
Bob Meeks had a hand in that too.
Where did you hear this?
Outlaw I ran into. Calls himself Sundance.
Never heard of him.
They k*lled Elzy and
Maude. They m*rder*d Alice.
They k*lled Alice?
They left a note telling me
that I couldnt hide from em
and Im gonna k*ll em with or without you.
Let me see your g*n.
So you really got it in you to do this?
Ive never raised my g*n to k*ll a man,
but Id sh**t the devil
between the eyes if I could.
The Great Train robber
Butch Cassidy out for revenge.
I like that.
You cant let them get away
for what they did to Alice.
But how do you know theyre going
to show up at the train station?
Theres a banker at the
Wyoming National Bank
in Dubois, handled all of
Mike and Alices affairs.
Mine, too. Fred.
Hes a good man.
He wont readily give anything up to him,
but weve all heard of Horns methods
on getting fellows to talk.
Except for Isom.
So how do you know theyre
going to go to the bank?
Because that note they left me
written on one of Alices
property papers from the bank.
Fred gives up the location of
my ranch, which he definitely will,
Ill make sure to leave
something there for them
thatll lead them straight to Folsom.
Whether they show up or not,
you can have all the money.
All right.
You let him go, lets you and I get to it.
He aint going nowhere.
Hes counting worms.
Come on, Ill take you to them.
[grunts]
Please. I dont understand.
What have I done, detectives?
Is that blood?
Now Butch Cassidy
came into your bank here
with Alice Cassidy,
and they had you forge that document.
Im sorry. He threatened me.
-I was afraid he was... -[thud]
Ah! I was afraid he was going to k*ll me.
Thats not the way he works.
You and I both know that, dont we?
Now, youre not in trouble
for the forged document.
You sold some land at
Butch Cassidy a while back.
I did. But that was a
perfectly legal transaction.
Wheres it located?
Where the road comes to a fork.
Alice Cassidys house is
on the eastern trail, right?
So, Butch Cassidys
house is off the western.
Its called the Bartlet Ranch.
You follow the western trail
around down through some
small hills, and it sits at
the base amongst the trees.
Its a small house.
You cant miss it.
You wouldnt lie to us, would you?
No, sir. Absolutely not.
I would consider him a friend, but...
Sometimes you have to
think about yourself, right?
One last thing, sir.
Do you happen to know if Butch Cassidy
has any company right now?
Every time Ive seen him, hes always
been in the presence of Alice.
Sirs...
Whose blood is on the paper?
Just be thankful that it isnt yours.
Appreciate your help.
We riding out to Cassidys place?
Not just yet.
Lets pay a little visit to Sheriff Beck.
See if he and his men
can atone for their sins.
Please, dont sh**t.
Not to worry, maam. We mean you no harm.
Were looking for a known
fugitive. Butch Cassidy.
This... This is his residence, is it not?
Robert Parker lives here.
Mr. Parker and Mr. Cassidy
are one and the same.
I did not know that.
-So is he inside? -No, hes not.
Move aside, maam.
Step down for me.
What is your name?
Ethel. Ethel Porter.
You dont mind me asking,
what is your relationship to Butch?
Or should I say Mr. Parker.
House is empty.
Your relationship, maam?
Hes my neighbor. I live over yonder.
We met a while back.
He asked me to look in on
the place and tidy up a bit.
And do his laundry?
Thats neighborly of you.
Did he happen to mention where he went?
He was riding on down to Folsom
to meet up with some old friends.
Dont move.
-Do you believe her? -I do.
Only because the Southern Pacific Railroad
stops there to distribute payroll.
To the rail construction sites.
That would be a big take for them.
And she mentioned he was
meeting up with old friends.
It could be Curry and his crew.
Very well could be.
Which means were
going to need a little help.
Am I in trouble, sirs?
No, maam, youre not.
Thank you for the information.
Oh, just a little suggestion.
I strongly advise you not to
fraternize with no criminals.
Its not particularly good for your health.
Good day.
[chuckles]
Looks like they fell for it.
You okay, darlin?
Yeah.
Come here, come here.
Im here.
Im here. What happened?
I for sure thought Butch was wrong about
two lawmen k*lling Alice Cassidy, but...
Now I believe him.
Yeah, and theyre gonna get
whats coming to em, I promise you.
But now I got to go saddle
up and let Butch know
- theyre on their way.
- I dont want you to go.
-Why? -I just dont trust it.
You wanted me to help
Butch out in the first place.
I know, I know, but you didnt see them.
They have a devil in their eyes.
Ive seen them. Ive seen them.
I just dont...
I dont want you getting k*lled
over his personal vendetta...
No matter how wrong it was
them k*lling Alice Cassidy.
I just dont trust it.
I know. I know you dont.
But Im not a fan of giving someone my word
and not following through on it, Etta.
We may need his help one day.
Ill come back to you.
[bell ringing]
Bank guards.
Yeah, I see em.
I dont see Sundance.
Dont need him, anyway.
Horn and Siringo show, theres four of us.
I like them odds.
Thats a good score.
Good afternoon, gentlemen.
Well take it from here.
Id drop those g*ns to
the ground. Nice and slow.
Nice and slow.
Good.
Get out of here.
[laughing]
Ooh-wee.
Where are these Pinkertons?
If they aint here by the
time that moneys loaded up,
Butch, youre on your own.
Were here for the money.
Youre here for revenge.
[trains whistle blows]
[grunts]
This is heavy.
[g*nf*re]
[horse whinnies]
[grunts]
Whoa.
[g*nf*re continues]
[grunts]
Ah!
Ive been sh*t!
Get over here.
Die, you son of a bitch.
-No. -What are you doing?
I told you I want him alive.
You sh**t that girl,
youre going to jail with em.
Do you understand me, Mr. Horn?
Drop that g*n or Ill put a b*llet
in this little girls head.
Put em down.
Son of a bitch.
Butch!
Hes not gonna sh**t.
-[grunting] -Butch!
[laughing]
Dont you do it.
Dont!
Oh, sh*t!
I got him. I got him.
Butch, get out of here, go.
I aint leaving you.
Youre worth more to
us alive than dead, Butch.
Well get em another day.
-Go. -I aint leaving you.
Go on. Get.
-Go! -Go.
Ill draw him away from us, all right?
[groans]
No, Ill handle this.
[g*nf*re]
Take that hand off your
wound and raise it up.
Do you think you can get it?
Get your back up against the wall.
Now get.
Sheriff Beck, retrieve their g*ns.
- What about these three?
- Theyre not going anywhere.
Sheriff Beck, watch them, if you please.
Where the hell were you?
With Etta.
-Is she okay? -Shes fine.
[g*nsh*t]
Ah!
-I got him. -They sh*t me.
Come on. Come on. Get up.
Well, well, well.
Look at this. This is a
most prosperous day.
Two of the most dangerous
outlaws in the West
at the same time.
Only difference between
the two of you and us
is them fake badges you wear.
Tie them up, Mr. Horn.
-Give me your hands. -Stop.
Holster that g*n, Mr. Siringo.
Or youre a dead man.
Oh, you wouldnt like her when shes mad.
Drop them, boys.
Thought you two could need a little help.
Turns out I was right.
Thats my girl.
I told you she was lying to us.
I heard about your methods, Horn.
Is it you who k*lled Alice?
Yes.
But if its any consolation to you,
at least she d*ed with some dignity.
Unlike your yellow belly friends.
Ellsworth, Maude and Isom Dart.
She was sh*t in the back.
What difference does it make?
She was just another filthy whore
that had what was coming to her.
Well, so much for the legend
that you never k*lled a man.
Now question is, what do we
do with Detective Siringo here?
Is it true what Horn said?
You didnt have nothing to do with
k*lling Alice or them others?
Dont matter, Butch.
He used Horn. Hes got just as much blood
on his hands even if
he didnt pull the trigger.
I say we k*ll him right
now and be done with it.
No, no, no.
Take off your belt, Mr. Siringo.
-Nice and slow. -What? Why?
-Then what? -We tie him up.
And then what, Butch?
What the hell did you do?
Hes going for his holdout g*n.
It was either us or them, Butch.
And good damn riddance.
Nothing but a bunch of filthy cockroaches.
The both of them.
Hes a Pinkerton detective, Sundance.
Only gonna have more
coming looking for us now.
Well, then we better get
going now, shouldnt we?
What about all that money
from the Folsom train?
Back at the station.
You didnt even get the damn loot?
Theres no way I could have
loaded it up on my horse,
all them b*ll*ts flying.
Well, itd be kind of a shame
to leave all that money behind.
We can go back and get it.
Now were making sense.
Thank you for saving the day, darling.
Whoa.
Put that down.
Im sorry.
Charlie Siringo
threatened to k*ll all of us
if we didnt help him.
You go on and get out of here.
Make sure I dont see you again.
Didnt think youd come back for us.
Yeah, I came back.
Lets get you on our of here now.
Lets get out share
of the loot and split up
before any more of the law shows up.
What about Siringo and Horn?
Counting worms.
k*lled em?
You dont got to worry about them no more.
Your take.
What? Thats it?
Come on, fellas. The three of
us make a pretty good bunch.
Yeah, I reckon.
Did you want to come with me?
I mean, its not a bad idea.
Its only a matter of time
before the law comes looking for us.
Yeah.
Theyre going to find
our home sooner or later.
True.
They might even be waiting
for us when we get back.
This aint going to get us too far.
Yeah, well probably have
to pull a few more jobs along the way.
You up for it?
Oh, yeah.
Well, you know Im in.
Lets ride.
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