01x02 - Chapter Two: Prisoner

[bunniefuu]

- Who the hell are you?
- I'm Red Bill.

We don't like bounty
hunters around here.

Red: I'm lookin' for a
fella carries a Bowie knife

with an Eye of
Gorgon in the handle.

Man: And I'll have the gold
and you'll die of thirst

waiting for your God to make
it rain. I'm not leaving.

When you leave town, I'll
give you back your g*n.

Woman: You're
beautiful, powerful,

and I've never seen you
give up on anything.

You and I are destined
for better things.

Man #2: That's a
robbery gone bad.

Where's my horse?

This your horse?

f*ck you!

We're probably
turning around,

we've been here for hours.

Come on Kurt, just a
little bit further.

Oh come on, Mac.

Forget about him.

We've got more pressing
things to care of.

Once a man breaks the law,

he's gotta be
brought to justice.

What law is that?

Stealing from another man.

Mac, you and I both know,

the further we are
from that money,

the more likely it is someone
will to stumble across it.

I love that horse.

More than money?

That's what I thought.

Paranoia, that's it.

Paranoia does not make
you smarter, Kurt.

It just makes you look

like you wanna sh*t
yourself all the time.

Careful, it's supposed
to be a straight line.

He says you have no imagination.

Really?

You know a better way to farm?

Come here and show me.

Come on, come and show me.

Here you go. Here we go.

You know a better
way to farm, hah?

All right, children,
that's enough.

Who you calling child, hah?

Who you calling child?

Hah, who you calling child?

Get back to work.
Go back to work.

Where is your crucifix?

I don't know.

I must've lost it.

Here, take mine.

Your prayers have
more power anyway.

That's not true.

That is not true.

Look, the
settlers are coming.

They are
headed from Greenvale.

She'd use the knife.

All right.

Up to the corners then,

right the way she did.

Here you go.

So,

you going have
a new momma soon.

Does that make you happy?

Will I like her?

Of course you will.

You and her have
so much in common.

Like what?

Well, she's really kind

and she's really pretty.

Would you like to meet her?

Yeah?

- When?
- Know what?

This very day.

This ain't gonna work.

You're a defeatist,
Wanda, it'll work.

What's a defeatist?

Surprise.

What's going on?

It's not my birthday.

It is a special occasion.

You don't know what
I'm talking about?

Yes I do, but as I recall,

that was a little
before your time.

But that doesn't stop her

from telling us about
it twice a week.

That's because
it's so thrilling.

You kicking that vicious
as*h*le out of here

and taking over yourself.

Humiliating him the way you did.

If I had my way today'd
be national holiday.

And what's this?

It's a gift.

- Well, thank you, girls.
- Open it.

Remember the day at the store?

I do.

We knew it was love
at first sight.

Now, aren't you the sly ones.

So,

Eve,

given we got
Barnaby to lower the price

of his water last night,

and since it's a
special occasion,

why don't we take the day off?

Take the day off?

Yeah, celebrate.

Have dinner at the restaurant
in Charming, maybe.

Or go to that fancy
hotel like the last time.

Ladies.

Or even just stay right
here and get drunk

and stay up all night.

Not today, I'm sorry.

Why not?

The settler convoys are due.

That's a month's potential
earnings in two or three days.

It's no possible.

Oh, come on, Eve.

Bring the water inside.

Ladies.

What are you doing here?

Where's Symone?

We're a little
busy this morning.

- I just need a minute.
- Who's there?

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Hey, what the hell?
- What's going on here?

I just wanted a
little time with Symone.

I know it's early, but.

- It's okay, Eve.
- No, it's not okay.

Get the hell out of here.

What?

We're closed today.

I'm taking the
girls out of town.

And in future, when one of
them tells you to get out,

you obey her.

Excuse me?

You heard me.

Now go.

Who the hell do you
think you're talking to?

The only reason you get to
do what you do around here

is 'cause of this,

you understand?

Take your g*dd*mn
hand off me, Nathan.

I made no agreement
with a piece of tin.

Or with you.

My arrangement is with McCoy.

He ain't gonna like this.

Well, when he gets back,

we'll see if he
does or he doesn't,

but until then,
stay away from here.

Leave.

I say we head for the bridge.

This whole thing about pride.

And I ain't overly keen
on getting k*lled for it.

You're scared.

You should be too.

He's a f*cking nut job
with nothing to lose.

Whereas you and me,

we're risking hundreds
of thousand of dollars.

Nope.

We're gonna cross that bridge.

Are you
f*cking kidding me?

Where are you going?

I'm going back to town.

And if you ain't back by
tomorrow, I'm taking my share.

You don't touch that
money, you understand?

Hey.

You stop, that's an order.

Oh really?

From who?

The Sheriff or the outlaw?

That makes no difference.

The penalty for disobeying
it'll be the same.

You son of b*tch.

You're scared by the
boy with the bag,

and you pull that thing on me.

You have seen
enough death, Kurt.

I bet you remember every one.

That look of bafflement
on their face,

their eyes squinted
towards the sun.

What do you want from me?

You don't know what
you missed, Bill.

It was really tender.

Maggots have more g*dd*mn sense.

And you would have regained
some much-needed strength.

Tell me what you want.

This is tribal medicine, right?

Yes?

Did you live with them?

f*ck you.

You are a gift, Bill.

Fate has brought you to me.

You and your beautiful,
beautiful bag of heads.

Tell me,

I have to know how
many you have inside you.

Do you see them when you sleep?

Why would I see 'em?

Do you hear their voices?

Mine live inside me.

I hear their laughter,

their tears,

their conversations.

They're my family.

And this blood belongs to
the last one who joined us.

So, how many, Bill?

f*ck you.

You're all gonna be one
great big family, Bill.

Steve?

I need someone to
hear my confession.

Could you do that?

I think only priests are allowed
to hear confession, honey.

Well, you're the nearest
thing to it here.

All right.

I find that I'm frightened
a lot these days

and

angry.

But, mostly, what I believe
feeling a lot of the time is

despair.

I find myself wishing we could
join one of those convoys

and head south to a land
that doesn't break our backs

and our spirits every year

with its refusal
to provide us rain.

And,

I've begun to feel as
though God has abandoned us

because I can't feel
his presence any more.

It's okay.

- It's not.
- It's okay.

It's not, I feel so unworthy.

Listen, listen me, listen to me.

God is wherever suffering is.

And your doubt only
reinforces his presence.

Do you understand?

I'm gonna fix this, Michelle.

All of it.

This is gonna be great.

I plan to be drunk from
the start of this day

- to the very end.
- Here we go.

Eve.

Why did you speak
to Nathan like that?

Why didn't you tell me he
asked you to marry him?

I need to know when
these things happen.

Well, now you do.

Are you thinking about it?

No.

Good.

He isn't good enough for you.

Why not?

He's young, handsome,

makes all this a
little bit enjoyable.

Ladies.

Where are you going?

Taking the girls to Treson Lake.

The most beautiful
place in the world.

I'll talk to him.

I'll convince McCoy to
get you your horses.

No, no, no, there's no need.

Everything's clear to me now.

I'm gonna try and recruit
some labor in town,

among the settlers.

There's gotta be
someone willing to help.

I'm willing to help.

Come by tomorrow.

I can't.

I have to go.

They say your life
flash before your eyes

the moment you die.

Is that what happened
to you back there?

Nothing scares
you, though, right?

Nothing much.

What about the man
who gave you those scars?

just shut the f*ck up.

You're a runner, Mac.

You came to
Greenvale on the run,

and now you try
to run away again.

I just wonder if that's
who you're running from.

You don't know
what you're talking about.

No, I don't.

I've heard about every
shitty thing in your life.

But those scars of yours,
not a g*dd*mn word.

Because for three men
can keep a secret,

two of them have gotta be dead.

May the eye bless
all those who see through it.

May it light their way.

"To retire is not to flee."

"There is no wisdom in waiting
when danger outweighs hope."

We're just about the
only two who could read

in that town of illiterates.

That was always your
favorite book as a child.

No wonder you found
your own Don Quixote.

You know your
neighbor Mr. Hagan,

he's about to sign
his land over to me.

Didn't even double my offer,
unlike with your husband.

Are you aware he came to
confront me in my own home?

He's a man of faith.

He's more determined than
you could ever imagine.

I have a kind of faith too.

In science.

So you two do have
something in common,

you both have faith in
something invisible.

- Yeah.

Not entirely invisible.

I have surveys

and they show that we
have not run out of gold.

And what has he got?

Stealing my husband's horses

isn't gonna persuade
him to leave this place.

Just as it wouldn't
persuade you.

So

give me

permission
to push him harder.

All right.

Jesus.

All the suffering
he's put you through

and you still have to
think before you answer.

Dorian, Steve and I
are a family, Charles.

And once I get him away from
here, he'll remember that.

So where can I find him?

I found
this place for us.

Let's go for a swim.

- Swim?
- Yeah.

- A swim?

Was there
really water here?

Oui.

That's right.

He's pumping away,
his monkey paws on my a*s.

And he starts moaning
his wife's name,

- "Oh, Sarah, oh, Sarah."
- Oh sh*t.

And I'm just thinking,
Jesus Christ,

if you've gotta fantasize
about your wife,

why don't you just
go home and f*ck her?

Be cheaper.

Look, Symone's got
the best of us anyway.

None of 'em register
compared to her beau.

- Maybe.
- Is that right?

How is he in bed, Symone?

Is he hung like a stallion?

What a question, Jesus.

- Come on.
- Tell us.

Okay.

He's the only one who's
ever made me come.

I don't know maybe
it's the kisses,

the gifts, the
promises he made me.

And what about when he comes?

Does he look you in the eyes?

He shoves your face away
so he doesn't have to.

Which is all men like him want.

It's been a while
since we hung someone.

I'd sure like to
se Eve swinging.

Then we'd see who's in
g*dd*mn charge around here.

I mean, what the
hell makes her think

she can talk to me like that?

Listen to me, you ain't
gonna do a g*dd*mn thing.

Now, I feel for you,
cuz, I really do.

But what you did to your
wife, that can't happen again.

- f*ck you, Henry.
- You need to calm down.

I'm not always gonna be there
to get you out of trouble.

And you got a daughter
to think of, Christ sake.

You got Mary.

All right.

All right.

Good.

Let's get this done.

I know you see 'em at night.

I don't see sh*t.

And I k*lled 'em for money.

No, no, no.

There's gotta be more.

There ain't.

Some people throw
up when I do this.

What the
hell are you doing?

Others,

beg me to crush their skulls

to stop the pain.

Because your eardrums
are gonna burst

and your blood's gonna
spill from out of your eyes.

Come sundown, your
meat'll be tender

and that's when I'll
allow you to die.

Now,

let's see if this
helps our conversation.

What you've seen so far
might not seem promising.

I know you've suffered already,

I know you're tired,

hungry,

broke.

But on the other hand,
God brought you here.

I'm just a farmer
making a simple offer.

How many of you are
going to Wildseek?

One,

2,000?

Well, we've been
offered a 160 acres.

Okay.

Well, I've seen a lot of
people return, disappointed,

embittered, broken.

Just tell us what it
is you're trying to sell.

I'm looking for laborers.

Men and women of faith.

What I can offer is land,
right here, right now.

Whatever you grow
on it, it's yours.

As long as you're
willing to die of thirst.

You know there's no water here.

Mind your own
business, Thompson.

Well, it's the truth.

It's gonna rain, tomorrow,

maybe even today.

And how do you know that, Steve?

Well, go ahead, tell
'em, how you know it.

God told him it would.

He gave him visions

of a lush and
fruitful Greenvale.

My father was born here.

He adopted me,

and that gave me
the right to study.

What I learned,

is that nothing will grow here

because the soil
has no phosphorus.

That's right.

Even if it did rain,
it'd be pointless.

You're listening, folks,

to a man so desperate, he
ignores the laws of nature

in the expectation of a miracle.

Is this who you want to follow?

Excuse me, Sir.

Sir, I think I
might be interested

in taking you up on that offer.

All right.

I'm Jack.

What are their names?

Well you got Steve,

his wife is Michelle.

And little boy man is Dorian.

They're very generous people.

Hey, I asked for a sign
and they appeared, okay?

Okay.

Oh you shouldn't have.

Not at all, it's the
least we could do.

Well, thank you.

Go and put this over
there, thank you.

You see?

Let's see if your medicine
loosens your tongue?

How many men have
you k*lled Bill?

Why do you do it?

How many, Bill?

How many men?

How many, Bill?

How many men?

The things
we do for money.

How many, Bill?

How many men?

Hundreds.

Because I need to.

Because I like to
watch them die.

And darkness opened
the blind man's eyes.

You see, we're all sinners.

Condemned to make the same
mistakes, over and over again.

But you and me,

we're something more, right?

Our nature, and our
duty, is to k*ll.

Because this is hell

and we're the demons.

Afternoon.

Afternoon.

My goats haven't wandered off

and done some damage or
something, have they?

We're looking for a man who
may have passed through here.

About this height, and
probably riding one horse

and leading another?

- No, I can't say I've seen.
- May we come in?

- Sure.

Sorry about the mess.

I don't get too many
visitors out here.

Which is why I'm pretty
glad you called by.

Especially since
you being lawmen.

Drink?

Why especially?

Well, I've always
had a keen interest

in men like yourselves.

I know your kind of work
can be very dangerous.

Yes, it can.

And violent.

You lived here long?

Only all my life.

This was my grandpa's house.

He left it to my father.

And my father left it to me.

So, how are things in Greenvale?

Are there more or less sons
of b*tches there these days?

Less with me in charge.

And how many men
have you k*lled?

You'd think that, you
let this rot in a barrel?

Oh, well, I can offer
you something else.

No...

What's that smell?

Yeah,

that's one of my goats.

I'm sorry, she's sick, I have
to keep her inside the house.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I hope she has a
speedy recovery.

Thank you, thank you.

Sure you didn't see anybody?

Nope.

Now you wouldn't lie
to us, would you?

I'm not only good
at k*lling people,

I'm pretty good at
reading 'em too.

Well, I'm telling
the truth, Sheriff.

No one comes by.

All right, then.

I don't see any reason
to stay any longer.

Thank you for your hospitality.

You're welcome.

- Mac?

Son of b*tch.

Kurt.

Can you feel it, Bill?

A relief?

A passing on?

Nothing will save you now.

Their souls no longer
belong to you, my friend.

Becoming part of my family.

Hey.

Can we talk?

Well?

Why did you have to
belittle me like that?

You belittle yourself by
being so childishness.

It hurts.

But women can't survive in
this world without power.

That's what you wanted
when you first came here

and that's what I've delivered.

But there is a price to pay.

And now you're starting
to see what it is.

I love you, Symone.

And if you change your mind

and want to be a deputy's
wife, a common woman,

I wouldn't stop you.

- I know what I want.
- I'm not sure you do.

You need to have a long,
hard think about it.

Symone.

Symone.

Nathan.

Let me in.

At least tell me
you'll marry me.

We thank you, Lord,

for this food,

this shelter,

for our new friends

and we thank you for the
rain which is promised us

and which will fall
heavy on this ground.

Amen.

Amen.

Amen.

Wakie,

wakie.

Looks like the
solitude got to him.

There he is.

The Great Red Bill.

The Great Red Bill,
with his a*s hung up.

Hey, Kurt, how much was
that box, the Frenchman had,

makes the pictures?

- $200.
- Hah.

This makes quite the picture.

You make me sick.

Sheriff.

Sheriff. Sheriff!

Maybe tomorrow.

Maybe she doesn't like me.

What are you saying?

She really likes you.

You're the best little
girl in the world.

So she doesn't like you?

You didn't yell at her, did you?

No.

No, no, she likes me too.

And by tomorrow evening
we'll all be here together.

We will stay here all together.

Forever.

You promise me?

I promise, honey.

- I promise.

I told you so, Kurt.

A whole f*cking day we lost.

Horse thieves don't
deserve to ride.

I hope you can keep up, Red.