05x14 - The Martin Onyx Story

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And I

met him.

Yeah, sure.

I've seen his.

Pictures.

He's seen you.

He always wear that hat?

I guess so.

Yeah, I seen pictures.

But they call it his

is white Plume.

It's good.

Adding it might fit me.

It wouldn't.

We're going to leave him like that.

Why not?

Just seems kind of funny, that's all. Him

ending up here alone.

You have got me.

Yeah.

I figured he'd be bigger.

Did you? Yeah.

My pa used to play guitar.

Learned in jail off of Max.

Who was waiting to be hanged.

Instead of Rockabye.

Anyway, he sing me
some of them old songs about him.

Jim Bridger, Kit Carson.

I figured he'd be ten feet tall.

Or not.

Yeah,

he was

in a bad fit.

Every time I turned

the saline

out of clothes on a condom, shot

a cannon shot a whit.

Jacques-Louis Nancy

side by

Mark and Onyx

marked an onyx.

Ha, ha.

Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop.

Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop.

I wonder what spoken up.

I don't know.

Carrie.

Maybe Jagger.

Yeah, could be.

It's been a dry year.

I've noticed.

Well, I came up here
scouting for a light, and I.

Yeah.

So maybe we're not the only ones.

With a name.

This rushing
springs really had a sense of humor,

as I learned of many friends.

Jack, come alone.

You just light the candles and lay out
the double damask dinner napkins.

Well,
I mean, have you liked the champagne?

Not a bad thought.

Good night. And good night. Yeah. I

on Rabbit.

Alice, Shannon.

Coming up. Coca Cola.

Sorry to disturb you.

Wouldn't want to sh**t.

You might hit the road.

I'd see things no. Good.

Who's the taste?

All right, here's
your g*ns, gas and the food.

And move away from the fire.

Come on.

Come on.

Translates worth more than a rabbit.

Including yours.

It's a moot point.

How to discuss an empty stomach.

Well,

it's much better now.

That's very wise.

We'll wait for the fire

to look

pretty.

Rugged country to be walking.

Past one lane.

At some.

Three former.

I remember

cross town.

They were dead.

Were landscape of the moon.

When your grandmother.

Got for a wagon train. Here.

Looking for water, was it dried up on
the trail, came up into the high country.

Got to be water someplace.

Or I don't have water.

I can't live without water.

My legs were even on the moon.

You asked about water?

About some cup of

hand.

One of the prairie.

Why not

take off the cure?

k*ll room for cold.

Have it to cook for free.

One cup of coffee. Come up.

Oh, honey.

Oh, with

no sugar.

And you touch a cliff.

It didn't have fever. Problem.

Probably America.

We said it was cold.

It probably was fever on a night
like this.

I saw a man once
with a temperature of 108.

He was calling for a blanket to the air.
Felt like icicles.

And we turn him over.

We have seen him before.

And to recognize European.

It's a telegram addressed to Martin Onyx.

I thought he was dead.

I mean, all my life
I've heard stories about Martin Onyx.

He's a man
I know, but this country was one of them.

And he was married.
To Australian Princess.

Silver Water was a name in the book
someplace.

It was in the w*r, too.

It's kind of for General
Sherman of Chattanooga.

Took a troop of horses clear around.

The rebel. Lines, didn't lose a man.
That's what they say.

Why he's more than just a hero. Flint.

He's a well, he's a legend.

Like the time he cleared a Pueblo toughest
town, the Rockies took him two days,

and it

was getting bushwhacked by Martin Onyx.

It's practically an honor.

You take the honor.

I'll take the rabbit.

Must have been plenty rough on it.

Traveling through that desert now,

trying to live up to his legend.

I better.

I was thirsty.

I don't want. My.

Sorry I woke you.

Don't be.

I remember last night too clearly. But

I have a feeling Arizona apology.

Not at all.

Just a rabbit.

There's.

I'm not a very good bandit.

I'm not surprised

when this wire

said Mr.

Martin Sonic Saint Louis terms agreeable.

Expect you purgatory.

Well, as soon as possible, son.

Jedediah Giddings, Mayor.

While you're at it for the toy world

and reason why I shouldn't be.

Not that I can think of.

And as we're paying you
a lot to bring all the way up here.

I think so.

Yeah.

But I guess with a name like Martin
Mannix, the sky's the limit.

Never thought of it like that.

And if you don't mind

riding a pack horse, you're
welcome to ride into town with me.

I don't want to put you to any trouble.

No trouble.

All right, thanks.

Like I said, last night is fuzzy.

I guess maybe I was seeing double.

No, that was my partner.

I sent him back to pick up the wagon train
and bring it on into town.

Oh, that's good.

You were,

you know, by chance, have arranged it.

Yeah,

I just wanted to share, but

I just tried to help.

After all, a man in my position

has to keep up appearances,

more or less.

I mean, after all,
they're expecting Mark Mannix.

Yeah.

What's the way I said no?

You live in town, son.

You know they're a hotel,

but you stay at.

Your house straight up.

You're. Yeah.

Yes. Huh?

My red. And.

But you expected it

that way.

Not overly friendly,

maybe.

The shot. Yeah.

That scared.

Afternoon, miss.

Oh, sorry to disturb you, but I.

Know it's Mr. Onyx, isn't it?

I have your room all fixed
that I'm ready for to week just in case.

Oh, it's.

It's very kind of it

May. I didn't mention about you
bringing our friend along.

Oh, that's all right, miss.
If you haven't any rooms, I'll manage.

Never said I didn't.

We have room. Oh, tell for.

Just have to air on that.
It won't take a minute.

Business must be kind of slow.

Oh, come here.

Things
been like they are the gantries and all.

Huh? Outlaws, you might say.

Took a ranch far side of town.

Some have claimed that Pete Gantry,
he's the oldest road with quad trail.

Maybe he did. Is that mean.

Nice neighbors, huh?

Not bad.

They ain't.

Things with different before a stage twice
a week.

Sunday south
when they rest, people go and people come.

And what what happened.

There I'd been a staged in spring
I seen to that All right.

You mean the gantries.

When the well freight lines about God to

that means the mine have to close
don't it.

I mean,
what's the good of digging up silver

if you can't ship it,
I just will leave it in the mountain.

Makes sense.

These gantries, as in anyone done
anything about them?

Some add, some acid.

This ain't London,
you know the whistle up a Bobby.

Still, if you all stood together, perhaps.

That's when he thought

a lot of good at did in.

Your father.

My husband.

I got papers. What Prove it.

Well, it's just you look so young
and perhaps a little out of place here.

Come off that.

Sorry, I.

The only way

towns fresh out of the.

I guess that's why we have to buy one.

Yeah, that's America. Wow.

Oh, come on, America.

Welcome to Purgatory. When I was Mr.

Onyx Hotels, I can carry. All right.

The lap of luxury.

Oh, this is Angus Breck Rogers.

The freight outfits
member of the town council.

Mr. Breck.

It's a pleasure, Sheriff.

Ah, I'm sure.

You're aware of our situation.

I assume.

I guess

they fought the dogs and k*lled the cats
and beat the babies in their cradles.

Hey, Bit of virus, Mr. Mayor.

A town in Germany
had the same problem place called Hamlin.

Oh, that's how

come I rats are.

An aftertaste, Mr. Onyx?

APT indeed.

Are you suggesting
we send for the Pied Piper?

Well, haven't you?

Oh, I.

I didn't know you were busy.
I'll come back later.

Oh, come on.

Come on, sit down. It's no secrets here.

We're discussing poetry.

As a matter of fact.

Given that Sir.

Browning, the Pied Piper of Hamelin down.

You see, a man of my illustrious
predecessor ran this difficulty.

Seems to have a little trouble
collecting his fee.

Well, well, be any question about that.

Oh, of course that.

But then my pipe,
so to speak plainly, one tune.

So perhaps we can arrange for payment
in advance.

Well,

I hadn't thought about that.

I seems kind of
a risky way to do business.

My way usually is,

but $5,000.

That's a lot of money.

What do you think, Angus?

Well, now, Mr.

Mayor, if we can't trust Martin Onyx,

whom can we trust? Oh.

Why not post to sign with a neutral party?

Mr. McCullough, say,

mediate with you.

We met in route.

That's right.

My right scout for a wagon train.

As a matter of fact,
I was hoping we could water ice stock here

before we run the path.
Oh, I don't know about that.

Oh, well, it's a pretty dry,

though,
seeing as how you're a friend of Mr.

Onyx. It's a deal, then.

Yes, it is.

Something on your mind becoming?

Yeah, but

in a way.

Oh, some of the boys are planning
a welcoming party down at the red board.

Suppose we fix the details, then.

Oh, that is you gentlemen care to attend?

We'd be delighted.

Fine. Well, I'll be saying good afternoon.

Oh, I

can't remember if I said this or not,
but we're glad you're here, Mr.

Mannix. Mighty glad.

Matter of fact, man, so am I.

That afternoon.

You. Doing your homework?

Oh, that

fellow to write

those must have quite an imagination

to leave it.

He's got yarns in there about Martin Onyx
I never even heard of before.

I might

out of bad labor.

So towards the front of the book. Huh?

You know, you figure
this was drawn from like.

Oh, could be.

I don't know if this one was. Huh?

Oh, just a.

Wanted poster I borrowed from the sheriff,
but I want it for selling

a diamond mine done in Nogales
goes by the name of Shaw Randolph.

Yeah, I figured you might not.

Fred.

Not because he's got a lot of other names.

Quite a few of them. Well,
I understand imagining as difficult.

He remembering himself

must be quite a strain on a man.

Like the weary day
that I have worn so many winters out.

And no, not now.

I don't recall myself.

Shakespeare.

Richard.

The second was very funny.

Huh? This man, Chavez,

once an actor,
he liked to quote Shakespeare.

This is a common crime of color,
but hardly a serious one.

Unless you're misquote.

You got a pencil on it.

Huh? On the desk.

All right,

I did.

This one is to Jim Bridges.

Harper's Weekly
got wild for it to an incredible.

Remarkable likeness.

Yes, it is

unbelievable.

Well, you never.

Know what to believe these days.

You can take a man like Martin Onix.

He must have organized 100 raiding parties
during the w*r

that they could make a target
out of himself, trying to push what camp

silhouettes himself up against the sky

Doesn't make sense,
even with a favor thing like that.

That'd be second nature.

But he did it.

Or did he?

Or maybe I just have a suspicious nature.

Man. You can make a mistake.

The color

you make right now seems to me.

You think so?

So you go to the. Now,

come on.

This man he thinks is Martin.
Alex is really

Randolph Shaw or Richard the second
or any of the dozen other names.

What happens?

Hey might listen.

Conceivable

but isn't going to like it.

What do you say about the water?

Something about the wells being low,

but for a friend of Martin not exist.

So. So you won't be anybody's friend then?

Just an accessory after the fact.

That is, if they listen.

And if it doesn't listen,
I get written out of turn around.

Is that what you're saying?

I should, of course, try to convince him
to omit the time for others.

Thanks. After all, you did saved my life.

But I won't have much choice.

Well, I mean, a man in my position
has to live up to his reputation.

That might not prove easy.

Here we are in chapter 12.

Martin Onyx, good friend, bad enemy.

Remind me not to play poker against you.

You're very good at running out of bluff.

Get a call.

Maybe.

But I've been doing.

Oh, you know who I'm talking about?

Depends on your point of view.

That here.

Here in the public domain,

I might be lying
face down the dry lake bed

without Carolina's air
and a b*llet in his back.

I'd be willing to bet, but Mr.

Shot put it there.

Oh, no,

He's not the violent type.

You're Mr. Show

confidence
man Card, shark, swindler, cheat,

A fugitive from Justice.

Well, fugitive.

Anyway,

such a man is out rugged, hungry, running,

free to look behind him
in case there's no one there. A

man like that has to keep running

past the point of no return
long time back.

Not because he's afraid of death.

It's not that

It's life.

It's fate.

If there is no life.

Not here anyway.

That hills, that lake, that man

corpse with his face.

And he starts to laugh because

fate dealt the last card after all.

Don't put face down

and maybe that's good.

Maybe it's like this turn

One last card.

What is he doing?

A color?

How would you play?

Better Fold.

Pretty hard.

Stick man's last turn usually is.

There is an officer
at Lookout Mountain during the w*r.

His name was Randolph Patrick Randolph.

First time under fire.

The brigade was ordered to pull up.

Panic started a run,

forgot to give the order.

Left his men behind him.

I was in the relief car.

Two of his men left alive

because that was a long time ago.

But a man can't change, can you?

Not really.

I don't know the name.

Not under the skin,

can he?

I'm not sure.

Are you?

How long before your wagon train get here?

I'm expecting them day after tomorrow.

Take a while to plan Strategy?

I don't have to make
my own personal reconnaissance.

And pull out about the time
my wagon train goes.

Right?

About what?

About the town council
and the $5,000 for you.

I'm seriously suggesting
leaving you for the gantry. I

you know, I'd like to see
you play a real hand someday.

Maybe I can

use the pencil

trying to raise you.

Well, how about it?

Get to go.

Check to the open.

I'm being

the limit.

I call.

I raise the limit.

I need

to reach for my

heart tonight.

I can hardly breathe them talk.

Slowly So soon after practice.

Oh, just a breath of air

and I'll be back ripe for the plucking.

Meanwhile, would you like celery?

No, thanks.

Maybe it's just as well.

A friend's good fortune is a,

shall we say, legendary.

Yeah.

Say what you mean

Like that?

I Golly, I forgot about Willy Bales.

Lives in this town.

Oh, Billy was in your outfit,

Fuzzy.

Yeah, Corporal, I think

maybe you'd all remember
while there were so many, many outfit.

The names get all jumbled up

now. A leader remembers you.

All right? Talks about you all the time.

Matter of fact, it was merely a first.

Gave me the idea to send for you.

Oh, Billy.

Banjo plays the banjo.

Oh, Billy Bell.

Oh, gosh.

Yeah. That is the

night we spent together

wondering whether it was a lone calling
or some ghost in a terrible tunic.

And then Billy and break out
the banjo and play

and then believe
I'd like to see him again.

Standing right over there at the bar.

Really?

Should me, gentlemen, Now,

I'll sit this one out

for Billy.

It's good to see you again.

It's been a long time.

Let's see.

You were with me in Murfreesboro with it

later on.

That's right, Billy.

They told me you'd come, but I.

I guess I didn't believe him.

Well, now you can see for yourself

that I'm sorry.

I didn't know. As. All right.

I'm used to it by now.

What happened?

I reckon that scalp wound I got to
Chattanooga was worse than they thought.

The doc says it's a nerve.

It was.

Thought it took nerve just to see things

not do.

I stopped seeing an on a restful
It is to have a world.

It looks the way you want it
instead of the way it is

here.

Good soldier Billy.

You know, Major, honest.

You saying that

it's better in a hole just for metals.

I just wish there was something that I.

I don't. You let it break in. Answer.

I'm making out all right.

And Miss Thatcher,
she let me help out to the hotel sometimes

along with my pension money and playing
my banjo over the Saturday dances.

I got no complaints.

Oh, I'd say on a Sunday picnic.

We a blind man but

has worse things.

Much worse.

Them Gantries is tough, Major.

You're going to need
all the help you can get.

Could be.

Thanks.

Just you pretty good if somebody points me
in the right direction.

Thanks, Billy.

I'll remember that.

I got good ears to you.

Sometimes.

It's almost like I can see with him

when you said Hello, Billy?

Yes. Now

I don't need no eyes.

I could see you just as plain

looking the way you did in camp

in April.

We took Chattanooga,

right?

You do remember that night?

Sure. I know Billy.

He played the banjo.

I did. I did.

And you started? The men in the singing.

Kept it up, Happened.

I still play those old songs.

I'd be proud you made

You see.

The girl I left behind me.

Seems to be like that.

Used to be the favorite.

Seems like it still is. Billy.

But he was sad.

I left the made a lingering farewell,
taking her

thighs and tears my steps delayed.

I thought her heart was.

Breaking in her words, her name,
how blessed

I breathe, the vows that bind me

and to my heart and anguish pressed.

The girl I left behind me.

The hour was sad.

I left them, made a lingering
farewell home, taking parasites and tears.

My steps they. Laid.

I thought her heart was breaking in her
words, her name.

I bless.

I breathe the vows that.

Bind me and. To my heart.

And anguish pressed.

The girl I left behind me

was dead, I tell you.

And maybe so.

He was in the red boat last night

all his life singing.

Could be

one not there to

this, Wondering how many notches you cut

when you k*ll a same man twice.

Before.

Oh, oh, oh.

I have a dad.

I bet.

Like,

that's who you are.

Who's that in the Bible?

Father in the chocolate
rose up from the dead.

Only it ain't you
that's risen from the grave.

It's all

because of you.

Through the man who calls himself
Martin Onyx.

Be out of town by sign up,
or it won't be Purgatory Wells anymore.

It will be hell.

Not just hot burning our fire,
your funeral

and the town's.

Go do to have a signature.

No said don't need none.

That do that. That buried the time.

That appears to be up to you, sir.

I think I have to clear up.

There's hardly any choice, is there?

I don't know.

There's already firefighting equipment
in town.

Pumps, hoses.

Just the pump at the wells.

Well organized. A bucket brigade.

Here's the women and children.

If you ain't out of here by sunup, them
gantries will burn us out.

And if I am out,

I don't know.

They'll starve you out of school yard,
so I don't have much choice.

Do it.

One man can't do it.

I'm only deputies.

I don't know, Mr. Surroundings.

All right. Much fight left in this town.

Not much enough.

Maybe.

How about it?

And any volunteers.

To play for.

Anybody?

Like I said, Major, I got good ears.

Thanks, Billy, I. Look, you listen.

It was next.

I guess

I showed up some,
but I got a good aim and a steady hand.

Two of us try to make a man.

Thanks, Sheriff.

The whole the blind.

What about the rest of you?

I can sh**t.

Bird taught me how.
This ain't women's work.

Then where's the men to do it?

What?

Afraid of dying?

That's easy. Everybody does.

It's why that counts.

And how like living.

Ain't no train, shoemaker.

But looks to me
like they got what it takes.

That's what it looks like. Billy.

The metal meet here now before sunup.

Women and children at the.

Well, I guess you tell them what to do.

Billy, You want to play a tune?

Yes, sir.

I suppose you want to have a meeting.

Make your plans.

Plenty of time for that, man.

Some we have to finish.

What's that?

The dance jig time, Billy.

Time, Major.

Oh, well,

all right.

I owe it to McCullough.

Billy.

There's a man on a horse
headed for the edge of town.

Yeah, that's right.

It's the major in.

How'd you know that?

I figured it might be

my ride pretty far between now and sunup.

Maybe even far enough.

Yeah, maybe

later on.

Excuse to talk about how there was times
to fight and time to run away

about how good commander never waste

these men and a lost cause.

Only somehow when it come right down it.

We always fought

all I always want to do though

made it work.

Never a lost. Cause.

You know this isn't a w*r Billy.

And Mr. McCullough.

Know.

And the people aren't soldiers,
you know, They're all fired up.

Besides that.

Yes, sir.

Oh, nothing.

Men. And besides,

it ain't really a major Onix.

Maybe I can't see,

but maybe what a man sees.

He forgets after a while.

Or it gets all mixed up
in a lot of different pictures.

The echo is a blind man to brain.

That's like a tune in for Come.

Keeps getting softer.

Maybe, but the notes are always true.

Major Alex. Never call me Billy.

They always call me in New Orleans

on account of the song.

You see,

we all went down to New Orleans for bail.

For bail?

You know, Why didn't you speak up?

He had some funny ways to measure, Alex,

but we had gone out
and died for him anymore under the w*r.

I've heard it was something to give us.

Something we had all along Only

seemed like it took him to make it show.

It was something called courage.

That's a. Sometime thing. Mr.

McCullough But I like fear and open it up.

Drunk pride.

That's the stuff that counts.

Pride in being a man.

It works.

You've seen it
work in the Red board tonight.

Sometimes. Maybe

it even works miracles.

Miracles come pretty hard.

I take the chance.

You took a chance, didn't you?

Must look over. Yeah,
but I had my reasons.

Such as?

Such as?

My outfit has got to get water.

I don't need it.

Well, maybe I don't like measuring a man
when he's out.

Double up with failure.

Maybe.

Maybe the turn to measure and management.

He's standing on his toes,

reaching up his

reaching for the stars.

Maybe that's what counts.

And this way.

And this way.

I heard about an actor fellow once.

He traveled around
playing on a piece by Shakespeare.

You know, about one of them
old time generals

who thinks his wife is stepping out on

some other sir with a pencil

down, gone to his act,
didn't end up doing the same thing.

Now, sometimes those things happen

like a miracle.

So long ago.

See it stop

you and Major Onyx.

That's right, Billy

made the major.

Oh, color.

I was just to.

Change your mind.

I was hoping you wouldn't.

But happens.

It's not.

Purgatory.

Well,

purgatory is a place for the damned.

Get one last chance.

Curious.

Goodbye, McCullough.

See you in the morning.

This is ridiculous.

Jedediah.

Freeze.

Men are K*llers, pain K*llers.

We haven't got a chance.

Mark. Not except we have.

That's good enough for me.

Yeah, but how do we know he's really?

What's that you're saying, Angus?

Nothing Jedediah?

Nothing.

Just my prayers, that's all.

Well.

Nobody here says he's Martin Onyx.

I say he's a liar.

I'll cover for you.

It could be wrong, Gantry.

A man like Martin,
it might be hard to k*ll.

This will be in the history books.

Martin, on his last fight.

It might take him ten b*llet.

Sometimes a man like Martin on this

guy's heart.

Sometimes it gets paid off.