01x04 - Episode 4

[bunniefuu]

[g*nshots]

[Young] We have endured anguish

- and pain to reach our Zion.

- [screams echoing]

And yet still they follow,

- with their persecution.

- [g*nsh*t and screams echo]

We have been trying long

enough with our enemies,

and I go in for letting the sword

of the Almighty be unsheathed

in word and in deed.

For we have reached

Zion, our Zion.

Here is our Zion.

[pigs snorting]

[Sammy] Wait. Hold on, one

second. Jim's on his way.

Don't move any more pigs till

he gets here. He's coming.

[Jim] Where the hell

are my pigs going?

I had no choice, Jim.

No choice for what, Winkie?

Mormons want 'em all, paid me

five times what you offered.

[Jim] It wasn't what I offered.

- It was what we agreed to.

- You kept dragging your feet on paying.

- The Mormons paid me in full.

- Shut up, Winkie.

- Start herding them back there.

- Nothing to say here, Bridger.

- Made a fair deal with the hog man.

- He's the hog man in name only.

All livestock inside

them walls belongs to me.

You don't own the hogs. He owned the

hogs. I paid him. I own the hogs.

- Oh. You paid him, did you?

- [Bill] That's right.

That was your first mistake.

Second was wasting

all this energy

just to lead my pigs

back where they started.

Can't do that, I'm afraid,

but if you need hogs,

Brother Wilkinson would

be happy to help you.

Of course, price is

double what I just paid.

Well, God damn. That seems

a little steep, Bill.

Especially for my own pigs.

Well, pigs today, your

goods and supplies tomorrow.

Till you've got left

is an empty fort.

It feels as if your governor's

still doing some negotiating.

[Bill] Well, he

wants what he wants.

Mormons and them deep

pockets makes it tough

for the rest of us to

make a decent living.

That's not my

concern now, is it?

Not at the moment, I suppose.

[screaming]

[pigs squealing]

More so now, I expect.

[continues screaming]

[urging pigs]

Go! Let's go!

You son of a b*tch, Bridger!

I'll k*ll you for this!

Perhaps, Wild Bill.

Just not today.

Go!

Tell that governor of yours to

reach deeper in them pockets of his.

My price just went up.

[Bill] I'll k*ll you!

[Edmund] I have come to believe

that these lands possess forces

that we civilized are not

able to defend against.

These lands get inside of us,

into our bones,

into our blood

and then even deeper

as they assume

occupancy of our souls.

[men whooping]

[grunting and chanting]

[singing in Shoshone]

[Edmund] These lands come

alive inside all of us.

Alive with power.

Alive with violence.

Alive with clarity of spirit.

And many other great excitements that

have thus far eluded our language.

Faced with such forces,

I find myself helpless to feel

anything other than a great humility.

[singing continues]

I have told Red Feather we

will take you to your people.

My people?

Not sure what

people I have left.

I have a question.

Why do you think your people

have so much hunger to k*ll?

Fear.

I think.

Of what they don't understand.

This.

Your world.

It's not like my world.

That is a good thing.

This valley was filled

with so many Shoshone.

But hunger and w*r and

sick changed our world.

And I do wonder,

if so much change,

can we survive?

It's a fine dress.

You shouldn't wash it all away.

It has your life painted on it.

Not all good colors.

That is life.

[flies buzzing]

[old woman shouting in French]

[in English] You shouldn't

be a part of this.

[man] Gonna get you!

[laughter]

[old woman speaking French]

[in English] What did you do?

What?

What did you do?

What are you talking

about, Pratt?

[whispers indistinctly]

[Virgil] Mmm-hmm.

Thank you, ma'am.

Got information on our bounty.

Man rode through here with two

women and a boy some days ago.

Get the booze, get the g*ns.

We got ground to make up.

[girl speaking French]

- [in English] Gimme that.

- [shouts in French]

[in English] Virgil.

Why'd you sh**t her?

It's part of the job.

- How's sh**ting her part of the job?

- It's part of the job.

- How's that part of the job?

- Good things come at a price, okay?

[girl continues souting]

[Tilly] Go on, get! [laughs]

How long we been trying

to get outta of here, huh?

How long we been scratching rock

looking for our piece of gold?

That's what Sara Holloway is.

Our piece of gold.

Stop looking at me like that.

I've never steered you wrong.

We've seen a lot of them

come and go in this world.

Busted, broke, buried.

We're still here.

You and me.

We're gonna be here till we

get what's our fair share.

Got you a little present.

[horse snorts]

[Devin] Come on.

- Come on!

- [horse whinnies]

Mr. Reed! Mr. Reed!

My horse.

Can't bear weight. We

stay here for the night.

- I don't think we should stop.

- It's too lame to lead.

Get some wood.

- Go.

- Okay.

[Devin] How much longer

until Crooks Springs?

Depends on what we run into.

It's about to get cold.

Let's start digging.

[Devin] Mr. Reed?

Do you feel bad k*lling men?

Not the bad ones.

k*lling bad men is okay, right?

I mean, you don't go to

hell for that. Do you?

[Isaac grunts]

Me and my mom k*lled a man.

[Isaac] You ain't

gotta worry about that.

Whatever your mother's

done to protect you both

ain't no sin in that.

[wind howling]

[man hooting]

[in Shoshone] Why have

you brought him here?

We found him hiding.

Watching the village.

We will use him to lead

us to the white soldiers.

I told your white leader

I have no w*r with him.

The Shoshone did not k*ll

those white settlers.

The captain does

not believe that.

He wants to find Red Feather.

They want to k*ll him.

Let your master come.

We will cut out his

tongue and feed it to you.

Quiet.

They know Red Feather is here.

You have brought w*r upon us.

No. I will take it to them.

[all hooting]

And you will die

And bring more hate and death

on our people.

On my grandson.

Young Elk would rather

die fighting his enemy

than on his knees

begging for food.

I do not know you anymore.

You do not know me?

You do not know me?

You do not know me?!

I am the slayer of demons!

I am Creator's warrior

who bleeds for him!

Bleeds for you!

[men hooting]

Bleeds for you too!

Bleeds for all Shoshone!

When the white invaders

k*ll one of us,

I k*ll ten of them!

The whites do not know peace.

So I give them what they know.

No.

You give them what they want.

[all hooting]

[shouting in Shoshone]

[gasps]

[shushing]

It's time to go home

now, Ms. Holloway.

[Sara gasps]

- [panting]

- [wind howling]

That's why I don't sleep.

Slide over.

The name that the

Shoshone called you

"Kinii Da-Dawon."

What does it mean?

It means "Spotted Hawk."

I was a young

boy with freckles

when the Shoshone traded for me.

They were so kind.

Not at all what I expected.

I had always been told

the Indians were savages.

- They are.

- No, I

I only mean that I've

never felt so safe.

Ever.

[Isaac] Hmm.

Why would you leave that?

You need to rest.

These should give you a

few hours' extra warmth.

Will you please stay? Please.

Please.

Please stay.

Thank you.

[Abish] Do you pray that after the

white soldiers have k*lled you,

they will not come

here to k*ll your son?

[translating in Shoshone]

[speaking Shoshone]

[in English] Careful

with your words.

Or you will open my throat

like you did my friends?

How many must die to

avenge all you have lost?

[Grey Fox translating

in Shoshone]

[Grey Fox in English] As

many as his god tells him to.

Your god tells you

to k*ll the whites?

Whites believe their god

tells them to k*ll you.

Perhaps the gods are playing

a game with all of us

to see who can k*ll the most.

[Grey Fox translating

in Shoshone]

[Abish in English]

Your god will lose.

If you bring w*r on the white

soldiers instead of peace,

it will be like you cut Young Elk's

heart out with your own knife.

[Grey Fox translating

in Shoshone]

Why do you risk your throat

by speaking to me this way?

[in English] Young Elk deserves

a long life in this world.

All the Shoshone deserve that.

[Grey Fox translating

in Shoshone]

[in English] Even you.

- [horse neighing]

- [Isaac] This ain't good.

We'll see how far she goes.

If not, we leave her here.

[Virgil] This Holloway

woman we're after,

nearly got at her myself.

Didn't sniff her out as

a man-k*ller at the time.

It's a good thing you didn't have a

chance to add her to your harem, Pratt.

Might not have been long for

this new paradise of yours.

[Tilly] Now that I think back, I

remember seeing your wife in Bridger.

Pretty-looking lady.

I can promise there's more

I'd do with her than killin'.

I can sure see why you're

lookin' to the ends of the earth

to find that pretty

little thing.

Little f*ck'

pecker Mormon boy ♪

Can't satisfy your wife?

Little pecker. I bet you Red Feather's

takin' care of her for you, though.

Yeah, Mormon little pecker boy.

Oh, you're gonna get off your

horse, little Mormon boy?

[both grunting]

Brother Pratt! That's enough!

The devil lives in you!

You f*cking Mormon!

Tilly, get off!

Take a little bite of

your wife, c*cksucker.

Hey! Knock it off!

Knock it off!

[screaming]

Come on!

[spits, screams]

We should get back

to our people.

This bunch, they're no good.

[fly buzzing]

They'll end up killin' us both.

Let them take care of the woman.

And your wife, Brother Pratt,

we're never gonna find her with

the people they're lookin' for.

So, we should leave.

We need to get out of here now.

I've seen this before.

They're just after a bounty.

And we got nothin'

to do with that.

So, we should go right now.

[grunts]

Pratt. Why?

[Virgil] And you say this belonged

to your dead Mormon friend?

[Jacob] William.

And that Cook, who's now floatin'

face down on his way toward Mexico,

could only have

got his hands on it

if he was part of the bunch

that attacked your camp.

Well, but bein' as Cook is

not here to defend hisself,

and also the fact

that you are just about as

crazy as a shitter-trapped rat,

I have decided it's

time we part ways.

I can't risk wakin' to you

beatin' my skull in with a rock,

claimin' I stole

your granny's girdle.

Now I could

sentence you to death,

but I'm gonna put your

future in fate's hands.

I'm gonna leave you some food,

warm clothes, and a mule.

Good luck to you.

[Lucas] Sorry about how

this went, Mr. Pratt.

I really do hope

you find your wife.

[Red Feather in Shoshone]

She will come with us.

I will deliver

her to her people.

[Winter Bird] What people?

If you k*ll the white soldiers?

She will talk to them first. Tell

them what she knows of the Shoshone.

Tell them who

attacked her people.

And then you will not

bring w*r on them?

If they believe her words.

[men ululating]

[grunts] Come on!

Push on! Come on.

Hold on!

Get up!

Keep going!

The horse! We need

to rest the horses!

Bring 'em back in the trees.

[men shouting indistinctly]

[Pepper] Captain!

Positions!

Where's my r*fle?

Weapons ready!

Secure the flank!

[Pepper] Secure the flank!

Hold your fire! On my command!

What is this sh*t?

[soldier] Hold your fire!

[in Shoshone] If I do not

come back, wait for night.

Then k*ll them all.

[in English] Stop there!

Right there!

[Abish] This is Red Feather.

Red Feather from

the Shoshone tribe.

He's come to talk

to your captain.

You armed?

We're unarmed.

What about them?

They'll stay there, long as

Red Feather returns to 'em.

All right, approach

slow! Real slow!

[Red Feather speaking Shoshone]

[in English] Too much blood.

If white man lets

us live in peace,

I will not bring

more w*r on them.

That's mighty kind of him, considering

all the murdering he's already done.

I'm afraid there's a little bit of

pressure to punish those responsible

for the m*ssacre of a large group

of settlers a few weeks back.

Red Feather and the Shoshone

had nothing to do with that.

How exactly would you know that?

Because I was there.

And your name is what, exactly?

Abish Pratt.

There were white men. In hoods.

And also a few from

the Paiute tribe.

That's who the

bandits traded me to.

But somehow you ended

up with the Shoshone.

Red Feather took me from them.

You said some of the

men there wore hoods.

How can you be so

sure they were white?

After the attack, many

removed their hoods.

- And you saw their faces?

- Yes.

Mrs. Pratt, if

you've been compelled

to tell us these things in

order to protect that man

Everything I'm telling

you is the truth.

I can walk you through every

detail of what happened that night.

Bandits and Paiutes?

Massacred our party.

k*lled everyone.

[Pepper] No, Mrs. Pratt.

Not everyone.

[Edmund] Your husband survived.

Jacob?

He's alive?

[Edmund] He's been searching

for you. Since the attack.

Where is he?

He's with the Mormon group.

Not too far from here.

We can take you.

[Red Feather speaks Shoshone]

[in English] You stay.

[Edmund] Mrs. Pratt.

I wanted to tell you that I'll do my

best to convey his offer to my superiors.

But I doubt they'll agree to his terms.

He has a lot of blood on his hands.

But the Shoshone people do not.

They've moved their home

over and over to avoid w*r.

[Edmund] Well, be

that as it may,

this country decided these

lands don't belong to them.

And these tribes just

stand in the way.

They deserve better than that.

Yes, they do.

[breathing shakily]

[watch ticking]

[ticking continues]

You feel him start to favor that

foot, you get off and tell me.

All right. Let's go.

How far do you think

they are, really?

Whoever it is, we haven't

seen the worst of it yet.

There's a hunting

cabin up a ways.

Let's just get there. Rest.

We'll move at first light.

Let's get you on the horse.

The man in Philadelphia

He put his hand on my throat

and choked me until I fainted,

and every morning that I

woke up alive was a curse.

When he did it to

Devin, I k*lled him.

And, Isaac, I would do it again.

[man] That's far enough!

What's your business?

- [Edmund] Get me the officer in charge.

- Brother Hickman.

[thunder rumbling]

Patrolling a little beyond your

borders, aren't you, Captain?

Last I checked, this

was still the US.

For the moment.

We're looking for Jacob Pratt.

He's still out

searching for his wife.

Well, we have his wife.

I'm so grateful.

Grateful you're

safe, Sister Pratt.

Captain Dellinger told me

Jacob had been injured.

[Bill] Took a blow to the

head. Seemed to be healing up.

Still on the trail looking

for Indian-K*llers, Captain?

He brought Jacob Pratt's wife.

Praise God.

Brother Jacob will be over

the moon at your safe return.

- I didn't get your name, Sister Pratt.

- Abish.

I believe he mentioned.

[Edmund] You know where

we can find her husband?

As we discussed, he's out

looking for Abish there.

But we expect him

back in a day or so.

You're more than welcome to

stay with us, Sister Pratt.

[Edmund] Mrs. Pratt is providing us

information on the Meadows m*ssacre.

So, we'll take her

back to our camp.

Of course.

We're so pleased you've been

brought back to us, Sister Pratt.

Thank you for returning a blessed soul

to the flock, Our Heavenly Father.

"And he who receiveth all things with

thankfulness shall be made glorious."

Yeah, yeah, amen.

She didn't see us.

Did you recognize them?

That man.

Wolsey.

He was there.

Are you absolutely convicted

it was those men, Mrs. Pratt?

I am.

Get it to Fort Bridger. If the

post is already gone out

I'll go straight to Gilbert. I'll

hand it to Colonel Johnson myself.

I want you to know that you're

safe. You have my word

You took me there hoping

I'd recognize them.

It's my job.

You used me.

I needed proof that the Mormons

were involved in the attack.

They will be brought to justice.

I'm your proof.

Yes.

If it makes you feel any better, I'm

sure I'm being used just as much as you.

Brother Hickman.

Someone's here to see you.

She recognized some of your men.

Sister Pratt has

just started a w*r.

They'll be coming for you.

[soldier 1] Ma'am!

- [soldier 2] Somebody get some help!

- Captain!

[Edmund] What?

[soldier 3] Hey!

What is it? What?

She just got on the

horse and took off.

Should we go after her?

[Edmund] No.

Let her go.

These f*cking Mormons.

This keeps happening.

[horse snorting]

[Devin] Come on!

Keep going! Come on!

Mr. Reed! Mr. Reed!

[horse whinnies]

Get off him!

Let go of the rein!

Devin!

[Devin yelling]

[screaming]

[Devin sobbing]

Devin!

Devin.

Hey. I've got you.

I got you.

I've got you.

[wind howling]

- [Isaac grunts]

- [Devin sobbing]

Mama! Mama!

- Breathe. You'll be all right.

- [screaming]

What now?

[Devin] No! Please, stop, Mama!

[sobbing]

What is that?

Medicine.

- Open.

- Devin, open your mouth.

[Isaac] Good. Hold him.

[Devin sobbing]

It's all right.

[screaming]

What is that, Mama? Mama!

No, don't look. Don't

Mama!

Stop! Get off of me!

Get the f*ck off of me!

Stop! f*cking get off!

Devin, stop!

It's just pain.

It's just

[screaming]