Marshal Duckett? I'm Sheriff Parker.
My deputy, Tuck. Welcome to Ghost Town.
Come a long way, Sheriff. What's goin' on here?
We appreciate that, Marshal, we truly do.
Looks like this town's already cleaned itself up.
Yeah? How's that?
Well, sir, Harmon Teaster came to town.
- Harmon Teaster? - Yes, sir.
[Narrator] American settlers fought over land and gold.
They pushed far to the western sea,
leaving a trail of blood in their wake.
In the east, pioneer settlers
from the distant Celtic and Scottish lands
settled in the rugged Appalachians.
Life was hard for these proud, rugged people.
Blood was thicker than water,
and their conflicts were often settled in pounds of flesh--
where an eye for an eye
was an unspoken duty toward preserving family honor.
Rightin' the wrongs done to family was common.
Feelings toward the neighboring Cherokee
ran both hot and cold.
Some called them "brother," and some called them "savages."
The Appalachian folklore legend of Harmon Teaster,
who lived and walked these mountains,
was a man driven by honor for his family
who brought his own brand of justice.
This would haunt him deep into his winter years.
These mountains will teach something
to anyone who will truly listen to what they have to say.
So listen as they speak now.
[coughing]
It'll help. Now sip that down.
You tryin' to poison me?
Stop teasin' and drink up.
That tonic will make you feel better.
Susie! [gasps]
[speaks in Cherokee]
Violet, I saw your ma, Susie, behind that tree!
- Pa... - Plain as day.
- You're burning up with fever. - I saw your ma.
You get on up inside. Come on. Come on, Pa.
[breathing heavily]
I saw her.
You thought you saw her.
- I did. - It's the fever.
I did see her.
Just lie a spell and rest.
I'm making some broth to keep your strength up.
I love you. You're my little angel.
I love you, too.
I'm gonna go to the garden and pick a few things.
Just rest yourself here quietly.
[breathing heavily]
Pa! John Burnett's riding in with his boys.
They're coming this way.
I told you Pa would come for me.
Your pa can come say anything he wants, boy,
but you're still gonna stand trial for killin' that Injun.
Injun! Boy.
Ain't no sense about them Cherokee.
Pa...I don't think he's coming here to talk.
Why don't you just let him go?
Do you think that's right, Harmon? Just turn him loose?
Boy makes a lot of sense there, Sheriff.
Shut your mouth, Victor!
- You ought to listen. - I said shut up!
I ask you again, do you think that's the right thing to do?
Just set him free?
Ransom, you got my son.
Your son killed an Injun boy in cold blood.
I saw him with my own two eyes.
[John] That wasn't no boy. That was a savage.
Doesn't matter. He's standing trial for what he did.
My son got some growin' up to do,
but I can't have him gettin' in all this trouble over some thievin' redskin.
Now you tell me how we can work this out.
Mr. Burnett, just back yourself out of here.
I'm sending for the judge tomorrow morning.
- You ignorant ass! - Pa!
I tried to be civil, and you went and got all righteous on me.
Boys!
Open that cell.
Now!
[Ransom groans]
I ain't got no key!
Find the key.
Hurry up! Open that cell.
Get in there.
[laughing] Watch him, Pa.
[horse neighing]
[Ransom groans]
Just let him go. Please!
You come from bad seed, boy. [gun cocks]
Ain't your doin', but that don't matter none.
[groans]
[Ransom] Help, please, God!
[henchmen grunting]
Digger, where you at? Digger!
- Right here. - Get one of them pine boxes.
We got a dead man walkin'.
[laughing] Dead man walkin'!
Come on. Get it up.
Put him in it, boys.
No, no, no! No!
- No! No! No! - [Victor laughs]
No! No!
Make yourself comfortable. [laughing]
Close it up.
[Ransom groans]
Digger!
- [Ransom groans] - Never did like you nohow.
[groans] No! No!
Get a hammer and nails.
[horse neighing]
[spits]
[Ransom] No!
Get the hell out here!
Digger, nail her shut.
- I'm gonna kill you all. - [hammering]
[Victor laughs] That's one.
Two. [laughing]
Three.
And that's four-- Hey, hey, hey! Hold it.
- Knock knock. - [Ransom] Help!
I don't think he's dead yet, Pa.
- [Victor laughing] - Let's shut him up, boys.
- [Victor laughing] - [Ransom] No! No! No! No!
[Victor laughing]
[humming]
[Victor cackles]
- What do you think, Pa? - Light him up.
[laughing]
Hey. You Ransom's boy?
Yes. Ye--
Who are you?
I'm Jim Jumper.
We gotta help him.
No, we gotta get you outta here.
Now, come on.
Let it be known that from now on,
the Burnetts run Maggie Valley...
and all of Haywood County.
Anybody got a problem, you come see me.
[Young Violet] Wake up, Pa.
Susie!
[speaks in Cherokee]
Come home to me.
Ma!
Not yet, Pa.
[Victor laughing] Time to die, Harmon.
- Pa! - [grunts, gasps]
Y-You dream.
[groans]
Who are you?
The white man... who I once called husband...
named me Susie.
Husband was also an angry and abusive man.
He's no longer alive.
Get some of that into him.
Those men.
Did they follow us?
They didn't follow us.
You must eat to have strength.
I can't.
[Violet] Please? Just try a little.
No. [whimpers] No. I don't want to.
- You're gettin' worse. - I'm not hungry.
You're gettin' worse, and I think you need medicine.
I've tried all of Ma's cures, but the fever won't break.
Maybe...
I could go to town.
No. You don't go to town.
I know. Papa was killed in town.
You don't go to town.
Whatever happened there happened a long time ago.
Things have changed.
You don't know if your uncle will get that--
He could be gone for weeks, Pa!
- We don't know how long. - No.
- Please. - No, you don't go.
I know the memories are hard on you.
You don't go.
And I know how you feel about what you did.
[sobbing] Susie.
Susie...
[Ransom's voice] Do you think that's right, Harmon?
[echoes] ...that's right, Harmon?
[shouts]
Thought we were gonna lose you.
No.
You been down nearly a week.
Susie been by your side the whole time.
She's taken a shine to you.
She's down by the river, bathin' in the moonlight.
Women things, I reckon. [chuckles]
I know what you're thinking.
You think if you can get far enough away from here
and if you've taken fond of Susie, well, then--
I have taken a...
shine to her.
But a man's got to do...
what he's got to do.
I understand about righting wrongs done to family.
I could help you.
This ain't your fight.
Well, you'd best go 'fore she comes back.
Take the horse. We'll wait for you here.
I'm sorry. I can't let you die like Ma.
[Young Violet's voice] I can't let you die.
[man screaming, shouting]
[screaming continues]
What the hell's going on here?
My leg! My leg!
Leave him alone!
Marion!
[screaming]
[groaning]
[John groaning]
How much wood you think she'll take?
You're gonna have to replace all of this. I can tell that already.
- And... - What?
Cole, how much did you pay for this?
Pete gave me a good deal on it.
- He said it was slightly used. - "Slightly"?
Look at this thing.
It looks like it's been up and down the Oregon Trail a half dozen times.
Damn it all to hell! Damn!
She still wants to leave?
You know...
This town is full of whores and sinners.
Good morning, madame, and how are you today?
Morning. Morning.
Is this it?
Yeah. I know it don't look like much,
but with a few improvements, it'll work.
How long?
Couple days. Maybe a week.
A week? I want out of this godforsaken town now!
And you... your father...
[Bobcat] Happy birthday, Willy.
He's the animal that killed my brother.
And you do nothing!
Looks like you got a problem with your missy.
[laughing]
You got somethin' you wanna say to me?
I don't believe in guns.
If I did...
You'd be dead.
It's lucky for you I don't believe in shooting an unarmed man.
It's downright unsporting.
But I'd be happy to loan you one. Bang! [laughing]
That's enough, Jim. Put it away.
So, Willy, your pa's having a birthday party for you tonight down at the Silver Dollar.
Is that right?
Just tell him that I'm not interested.
Hey, uh, you know how your daddy gets.
Think it'd be best if you just came, you know.
He ain't gonna take it too kindly if you don't come,
bein' that you're the guest of honor and all!
Well, lookee here.
Look like another whore's come to town. [cackling]
At 30, I was involved in so much.
Mining, owning saloons, land, more.
Will has no interest in any of that.
That boy is meek and worthless to me.
- But he's your blood, Victor. - Yeah.
Maybe he'll come around.
Hopefully. Ah.
[Victor] Mmm...
Coffee?
Shot of poison, sir?
Not this early.
Here. Buy yourself something nice for tonight.
Thank you.
You know... I think I have an idea how to loosen Will up.
[laughing]
Dear Almighty Father, it's me, Violet.
I've never been in a church before,
so forgive me if I do something wrong.
I ask that you send your healing hand down to touch my pa,
Harmon Teaster.
Have mercy and don't call him home yet.
He's an honest man
and always a good husband and father.
Don't ask to save others.
You might put me out of business.
Elmer Inlow's the name.
Folks round here call me Digger.
I do all the burying when duty calls.
All up through Haywood and Buncombe County.
So, uh...
did you say your pa was sick?
Yes, sir.
You say his name was Harmon Teaster?
Is it?
Could you direct me to the doctor's office?
I'm sure I passed it.
Morning.
Morning, Will.
I'm Violet.
Will Burnett. Good to meet you.
I'll leave you two to yourselves.
I got business to take care of.
[sighs] That man is a little strange.
Strange. I know.
This is a beautiful church.
Thank you.
Is it yours, or...
No. I'm just the caretaker, I guess you could say.
Caretaker?
See, our preacher, he kind of left town,
and some of the folks still like to get together on Sundays.
So I'm trying to keep it open and...
do a little reading from the Good Book here and there.
You preach.
I wouldn't go so far as to call it preaching.
Just...good folks getting together
for a little bit of reading, praying.
I think that's wonderful.
- Well... - Well...
I'm sorry. What were you saying?
No, say what you were gonna say.
I really wasn't saying anything, so please.
I was gonna ask if you could direct me to the doctor's office.
You do have a doctor in town?
Oh, yeah. Dr. Hugh Morrison.
He's a wonderful man,
and, uh, I'd be happy to take you to see him.
Thank you.
Is it all right if I leave my horse tied up here?
- Yeah, that'd be fine. - I shouldn't be too long.
Are you... sick or something?
No, my pa is.
Sorry. Well, right this way.
You should come to church on Sunday with me.
Might be a nice change.
Might be. It gets harder and harder to do this thing all the time.
- You remember my friend Ally? - Sure.
From Richmond? I had a letter from her.
And she's getting along just fine.
She's married now, and she's looking to have a family.
You help some to help themselves,
and you watch over the others until then.
You do a good thing here, Birdie.
Why, General James Martin.
How you doin'?
Listen, you wouldn't know the...
whereabouts of Victor Burnett now, would you?
[spits]
Buzzard.
[sighs] Good morning.
- Good morning. - Could I have one?
I don't want that. Give me the good stuff.
Anybody know where, uh,
Mr. Burnett is, or what kind of mood he's in?
He's in a foul mood this morning.
He is a little more on edge than normal.
To hell with you, Digger!
You ain't never gonna get me in one of your boxes.
Yeah, we'll see. Another drink.
- What's he so edgy about? - Hard to say.
Well...
Well, I think they're trying to plan a birthday party for Will tonight.
- A party? - Yeah, he is...
planning a birthday party this evening.
But he can't find Will.
I just saw him coming down the street a while ago with Sorrells.
And, you know, he had that biddy old wife with him.
[Judd, Digger laughing]
Give me another drink.
This is gonna be a good celebration tonight.
Madame Birdie, if I was you, I'd move!
- Digger... - [Digger] Now, Jackknife...
I'm gonna make old Digger dance!
- You better put that gun away. - [Judd] Put that gun away!
I'll put you in a pine box.
To hell with you, too, Mr. Judd!
- [laughing] - [gunshot]
Runnin' out like some crippled bird.
[Little Jack] Pa.
It's all right. It's all right.
Pa, I thought I told you you can't be firing in here.
I was just having a little fun. I was gonna make old Digger dance.
- Yeah, I know. - Victor used to make him dance.
Victor shot him one time.
Mr. Burnett doesn't like to be woken up. Gotta get you outta here.
Hey! What's all the ruckus down here?
I'm sorry, Mr. Burnett. My pa, he just--
Listen, Little Jack. I can talk for my own self.
Well, Mr. Mayor,
I see you brought your pet dog with you.
[chuckles]
You may dress like a white man, Injun,
but that don't make you one.
And I'll tell you something else.
I've killed a-many of your kind in my day.
Yeah. Chief!
- Come on, Pa. - I told you.
- [Victor shouts] - [Jackknife shouts]
Old Knife here worked for my pa.
He's a good man. Just a bit too much shine.
- Take him home to sleep it off. - Yes, sir, I will. Come on.
Huh. Well, I don't know, Victor.
I'm just pleased to help you any way I can.
You know I appreciate your support for my railroad project.
Well then, of course, I'm gonna expect your support come election time.
- Right? - You know you'll have that.
Okay. Copperhead, let's go.
- Mr. Burnett, sir... - Very busy today, Digger.
Oh, Mr. Burnett. I got some information
you might find very interesting.
What?
It's about your pa's murderer.
- [grunts] Mr. Burnett-- - Never mention my pa again!
You're not fit to lick his boots!
Keep your mouth shut!
I'm sor-- I'm sorry, Mr. Burnett.
Ah, hell.
Come on to my office later on. We'll talk about it.
Okay, Mr. Burnett.
Well, here you go.
Thank you.
Thank you so much, Doctor.
It's a pleasure, Gladys, and, Caleb, remember,
when you're climbing those trees,
grab separate branches with each hand.
- Okay? You'll fall less often. - Will do.
Are you gonna be staying in town for a little while?
No, I'll be heading home soon as I get the medicine.
Yeah.
I was hoping that maybe one of these Sundays
you could come down and sit in church.
I would like that.
All right. I'll let you tend to your duties directly here.
I don't mean to hold you up or nothin'.
It was a pleasure.
No, listen, the...
the pleasure... was all mine.
Hope to see you soon.
Take care.
Pardon me.
Are you Dr. Morrison?
I am.
How can I help you?
I have a father with a persistent fever,
and I really need your help.
- You are? - I'm sorry. My manners.
Uh, I'm Violet... Teaster.
- Teaster, you said? - Yes, sir.
Where's your father at?
Back over towards Cold...
Just a few mountains over.
He was too sick to travel, so I thought
maybe you can give me a tonic that I could take to him.
We can try something.
But if I can't see him, it's hard to know what will help him.
Anything you can do will be much appreciated.
I can pay. Not much, but some.
We'll work that out. I'm sure I have something.
I haven't seen you around here before, have I?
No.
I don't blame you. This used to be a family town.
Now, it's gotten worse and worse.
I used to see more kids like that
with fractured arms, climbing trees.
Now I'm doing mostly gunshot wounds.
I didn't see too many women and children when I came into town.
They're hiding.
The sheriff has no control over what goes on here.
Drunks are running around on the street all day and all night.
If you're traveling by yourself, you better be careful.
I will.
Um... I'm gonna wrap this up.
Do you want some... Freshen up?
Or, uh, can I make you something to eat? Or...
I'll take you up on the freshen.
Thank you.
Are you damn sure she said Harmon Teaster?
I'm sure as day, Mr. Burnett.
- Leave. - Now, Mr. Burnett...
Take off!
[laughing]
Yeah.
[yelling]
[Young Victor yelling]
Captain! Captain!
[shouting]
[grunting]
[spits]
[gasps] Oh... Pete...
[breathing heavily] Ain't right, Captain!
It just ain't right!
- It ain't right, Sheriff. - We ought to do something.
Oh, Betsy...
Stay here. Both of you.
Let's get inside.
You got something to say to me, Sheriff?
I reckon not.
[Whiskey] Captain.
Sir, Mr. Burnett's looking all over for you.
I was just up with him a short time ago.
Yes, sir. Well, he says it's important.
[sighs]
Here, I'll take that.
This should keep it safe for the journey.
Take one spoonful every hour. Okay?
That fever just might break.
Thank you so very much. How much do I owe you?
How's a dollar sound?
Thank you, Doctor.
Bye.
Sorry I'm late.
I put my pa down to bed.
What are we having this little meeting for?
Maybe we're all getting a raise.
- [laughing] - Yeah, a raise.
[Victor] Silence!
Some of you know that my parents were murdered.
As well as many of the citizens of this town some years back.
That's right. It was by that one Harmon Teaster fella.
Quiet!
- [giggling] - [Victor] Get out of here.
It has just been brought to my attention
that this man who was never brought to justice is still alive.
And his daughter walks these very streets as we speak.
[Moose] I done seen a strange girl in town.
Ain't that right, Joe?
Saw her head into Doc's office.
Well, I want that girl brought to me.
A hundred dollars to anyone who brings her here immediately.
[Whiskey] Let's do it.
- You want the girl unharmed? - For now.
Run, girl. Run fast.
You say something to me, General?
Hell with you, Yankee.
Not my fault you fought on the wrong side.
Confederate forever.
The last shot of the war rang out right over in Waynesville.
Confederacy's dead.
I still be hearing the echo.
- Good day, General. - Captain.
- Howdy, Will. - Hey, Tom. How you doin'?
All right. What you working on?
Just tinkering with a few things here and there.
Mm. Place is looking mighty fine.
Yeah? Thank you. It's coming along.
So what brings you down here?
Oh, I, uh-- I just, uh...
come in to, uh... reflect a little.
You need to talk about something?
Well...I feel peculiar talking to you about this.
That's on account of my pa, ain't it?
Will, how can you be such a decent, honest man
when your pa's the way he is?
I always account it to the fact
that his parents were all murdered.
Hmm...
But, uh, that don't account for
the way he was before they were killed.
You were there?
Uh! I saw enough.
I know...the truth
about what happened with Harmon Teaster.
His pa was the law around here.
And your pa...
had done gotten himself into some bad trouble.
What kind of trouble?
[exhales]
Well, Will...
He got drunk on shine and killed some Indian boy.
And, uh, Harmon Teaster's pa, Ransom,
he was dead set
on having your pa stand trial for what he'd done.
Then your granddaddy, Big John Burnett,
wickedly set his men upon Ransom Teaster.
The whole town saw what happened.
No man should have suffered that way.
And Harmon Teaster witnessed that merciless killing
from a jail cell window.
Somehow he escaped,
and when he came back a few nights later...
he brought down a vengeance on your family
and all the men responsible
that is legendary in its violence.
I mean, he made this town into a ghost town.
I never heard the part about the lawman before.
Well, I reckon... they left some of the facts out.
Reckon so.
Now, your pa was hell-bent on striking back.
But all the Burnett gun hands were dead.
So he went around to other towns and raised a small army of cutthroats.
They started out looking for Harmon Teaster.
Never found him.
Now, legend says that he hid himself out
in some mountain den for years.
Others say he took in with the Cherokee.
Don't you think that he'd be dead by now?
May be.
But secrets don't always stay buried.
Will...
this town is as bad now as it ever was.
Maybe worse.
Now, I know I should do something.
But I saw what they did to that other lawman...
Ransom Teaster...
I'm afraid.
Tom, if you're afraid,
why don't you just leave?
Oh, I can run from different places,
but I can't run from myself.
Your pa and his boys are getting way out of hand.
The people of this town are looking for help.
What are you gonna do?
I have no clear path in sight.
So... I come to pray.
I know it's been a long time, but...
maybe He'll still listen to an old man with a badge
seeking to do the right thing.
Well, Tom, I'm gonna let you sit here and reflect.
- Thanks, Will. - No. Thank you.
Almighty God...
hear my prayer.
Do you have an appointment?
No.
We're looking for a little lady that was seen coming in here.
She still here, Doc?
Excuse me. I have sensitive materials here.
Sensitive? Sensitive materials...
for a sensitive man.
I'm getting real sensitive about finding this girl, Doc.
Hell, Bobcat, that ain't the right word.
[Dr. Morrison chuckles] She's not here.
[Whiskey] She was here. She ain't here now.
Doc, you wouldn't be keeping that woman to yourself now, would you?
We need to go check your living quarters?
We'll see how you all like it the next time I have to sew you up.
You're always getting out-drawn.
How you gonna like it when I have a needle and thread,
when I gotta take some lead out of your ass?
What are you saying, Doc?
[Jim Dandy] Doc's right, Bobcat.
We haven't seen you hit anything you was aiming at in a long time.
[laughing]
Doc's sewn you up at least a half dozen times.
[laughing]
See what I mean?
You'd be having Doc pick lead from you if Digger didn't get to you first.
Hell, he's just telling some truth.
Doc's kept you from bleeding to death on many occasion.
All right, boys.
Just tell us where the lady is, Doc.
I honestly don't know.
Hell, she's got to be in town somewhere.
Let's go, boys.
- You, too, Little Jack. - [blows a kiss]
I ain't been shot yet.
No hard feelings.
This is unreasonable.
How can we run a business when people don't pay?
[Pete] I'll talk to Victor.
- Victor? - He's harsh, I know.
But he's also a businessman.
He'll listen to reason.
That Yankee mercenary working for him
shows no respect.
For anybody or anything!
Pa, are we gonna be okay?
You mind your chores, boy.
Shh. We have customers.
[Betsy Mae] I'm terribly sorry. Can I help you find anything?
[Violet] I'm picking up a few little things.
This is amazing that you have all this in one place.
You've never been to a general store?
No.
My uncle and pa took me to a trappers' gathering once,
but it was nothing like this.
Pa? I think we got trouble.
So this is where you've been hiding.
This horse is a nag.
You ought to let me pick you a good horse.
I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday, son.
Thank you.
I've had a half dozen people out trying to find you
so I could have a word with you today.
I don't know why you defy me so.
Isn't there something in that Good Book about respecting thy father?
You trying to tell me now that you've read the Good Book?
I've read a line or two here and there.
I know we don't always see eye to eye
and I may not be the ideal parent,
but I've always tried to provide and help make you into a man.
Yeah. You've helped me decide what kind of man I never want to be.
[laughing] Will!
These people don't respond to all that religious guilt bullshit.
They need authority from someone who can give punishment.
Direct punishment and reward.
You sound like you're trying to fill in for God.
- Is that what you're trying to do? - Enough!
I'm having a gathering tonight at the Silver Dollar,
in your honor.
And I have a surprise or two for you.
That church bell you've been wanting is one of them.
I'm not demanding.
I'm asking my son to please come tonight.
Let's have just one night
where we could put our differences aside and be father and son.
Let's do it for your mother.
I know she would have wanted that.
Agreed?
All right. Agreed.
- I'll be there. - Great! Great.
Six o'clock to whenever. We'll have a grand old time.
- Need new clothes or anything? - No, I'm good. Thank you.
I'll see you in a few hours, then.
- You best get cleaned up. - I will.
Sure is pretty. [cackling]
Like an unplucked flair.
- I need to be going now. - She ain't goin' no-damn-where.
- [Jim Dandy] Nope. - What's going on here?
- Let the girl go on her way! - Shush, Betsy.
[Captain] I can see this is gonna be difficult.
- Whiskey. Moose. - [Moose] Let's go.
- [laughing] - [Violet shrieking]
- [Violet whimpering] - [Bobcat cackling]
Take her to my office and watch her.
She gets away, I'm holding you all personally responsible.
She ain't goin' nowhere, Mr. Burnett.
[Victor, Jim Dandy laughing]
Makes you feel like a little kid again.
[Mayor] Victor! Hold on, fellas.
You mind telling me what's going on out here?
A bit of family business.
Victor. Now you got to understand.
It does not look good for people to be dragged off the streets of this town
in the middle of broad daylight like that.
[spitting] And it's bad for politicians to be messin' with other folks' business.
There are still laws in this town, Mr. Burnett.
Let's all just take it easy.
Mr. Burnett, sir, what right do you have to take that girl?
- What right? - [grunting]
- [blows landing] - [Deputy Tuck grunting]
You're trying to create a job vacancy real fast.
Digger would be happy to box you and your amigo up, if that's what you want.
That girl's pa murdered my family.
In my book, that gives me every right.
And if any of you even question my actions again,
or get between me and my business, I'll bury you!
- You understand? - All right, now, Victor--
- Get the hell out of here. - Victor...
W-We're stepping away.
[Mayor] Stepping away right now.
Copperhead! Copperhead, come on!
Come on!
Harmon.
Wake up.
Susie?
I do not have long, my love.
[whimpers]
You will be faced with a serious choice
that has serious consequences attached to it.
How will I know what to do?
I shot those men dead,
chopped 'em in the head with a ax.
And then I shot that poor old woman dead.
Huh.
- How can I do anything any worse? - Shh!
I know what you did and why you did it.
- Hold on, old friend. - [groaning]
Everything will be okay.
[groaning continues]
[thunderclap]
Violet?
Where the hell are you?
Very strong.
You put in his drink,
and he will be...
How you say?
More relaxed.
Much more relaxed.
Influence will be much more easy.
Hmm.
Thank you.
Who's she?
That, my dear...
is the daughter of the man who murdered my family.
[thunderclap]
- [whimpering] - And he's still alive, isn't he?
After all these years, he's alive.
He's sent himself away like a coward after what he did.
- [whimpering] - Well, I intend to find him.
And you, my dear, are going to tell me where.
Now...
I must go downstairs to greet our guests.
And, honestly,
I don't trust anyone else to watch over you,
save the good captain here,
because I pay him very well.
Captain,
please help yourself to any of the brandy.
I'll be back shortly.
Birthday. Oh, it's sure a good reason for a drink.
[laughs]
Dandy with all diamonds.
That's twice, Mr. Walters.
[laughs]