[Will] There's a boat! Hey, get on that boat!
[grunts]
Let's go, let's go!
Come on! Grab those paddles!
[shouting]
Let's go!
[shouting continues]
Is that your boat?
- Who was that? - Don't matter now. John, you got the shells?
- Yes, sir. I'm ready. - We have to catch them on foot. It's too thick for the horses.
I can ride to Granbury and get the marshal.
No, Maggie. No. You go on back to the farm. I need you there.
I want you to take this pistol.
Go ahead.
Where you going?
Half Point bridge, if we're gonna catch them.
Now listen to me. You see anybody come on our land,
you shoot that gun.
You ask questions later. You hear me?
Yes, sir.
All right then. Let's go. Go!
Let's go!
Ho! Ho! I can go with you.
Ho!
You wanna start pushing some water, kid?
You're sure lookin' awful chipper for us to be getting shot at, boy.
Pa, I tied the horses up behind the tree like you asked.
All right. Good. Good.
I'm gonna take aim over the water. Come on.
[laughs]
Look at all that.
[sniffs] Whiskey.
I take it we came out a lot better than we had intentions.
We need to get in the cover of them trees.
We're in trouble in this boat.
Whose-ever's it is is gonna be missing it.
Getting more presents than Maundy Thursday.
[cocks]
You see that log, boy?
- Yes. - Go right over that log.
So, down to business.
How are we gonna split all this up?
Oh, well, we'll take as much as we can carry,
and then you can have what's left over.
Or I'll just drink your share myself.
Hey, sit down.
Better do something about Kelly, Will,
'cause his body's about to be floating lifeless in this river.
- Let's have it, Irish! Let's have it! - That's enough, both of you!
"Both of you"? You taking up for him?
They were supposed to be in town.
- Well, then, what the hells were you doing? - Shut up!
Now, unfortunately, we're all in this together.
So if you don't mind, just paddle.
- What if we missed them? - Quiet!
Go ahead, boy. De-cock your gun.
[sighs]
Hey, Kelly, I got this. Don't worry.
You go ahead and throw rocks in the river, okay?
I say we go to Palo Pinto, make some money.
Even more off that whiskey.
With all of this? We'd need horses, you fool.
Hey.
Give that here. That's mine.
Nobody touches that!
[Will] All right, all right!
Listen now. There's too much law in Palo Pinto.
That farmer's probably turned us in, if he's not right behind us.
Well, what a glorious day it's turned out to be, huh?
I got everybody in the entire Republic of Texas...
wanting to throw a noose around my neck, Will, 'cause why?
It ain't the Republic of Texas anymore.
Call it Paris, Texas.
I'm gonna die.
Well, what do we do?
We head east. It's safer.
East? On foot?
It's gonna be two days before we got anywhere.
Well, then, it'll be two days before we get anywhere,
but that's what we're do-- [brush crunches]
What is it? I heard something.
- We're still being tailed. - The owner of that boat?
Why don't you carry no gun, kid?
- Ain't got any bullets in there anyway. - Would you shut up?
[brush rustles] Hey!
We got guns on you!
Come on out!
Following the trail up here.
Crosses the river.
Kid, you almost got blasted to bits!
Quiet, Kelly. You almost got shot up to hell.
You youngsters-- you startled us is all.
Matter of fact, we, uh--
We saw some deer down a ways when we were fishing.
Y'all better hurry up.
Okay.
Why don't you got no fishing poles?
We saw a boat.
[chuckles] Yeah.
Now, uh, them fish were so big...
we couldn't hold on to them.
- That's right. - Yeah. Even took our boat.
So, uh, y'all better git.
Saw some Indians netting about an hour up the stream.
Yeah, well, we ain't Indians.
Let's go.
Hey, boy.
[clears throat] Hey, those, um--
Those Indians you seen-- did they look mean?
Come on, Jeral.
Yeah, well, you two shouldn't be sneaking up on people.
Hey, back to what I was saying.
Whiskey's ours, kid. Ha!
Okay. All right.
I can live with that.
So, then, the furs-- that goes three ways.
Not anymore.
We will come to an arrangement.
Yeah, well, I'm getting off this bank...
because this muck smells worse than Kelly.
Now you wait. We ain't figured anything out yet.
You never, ever, ever, ever tell me what to do, you understand, boy?
Don't forget who almost got us lynched, ya cur!
[brush crunches]
Frank.
Frank!
[brush crunches]
[Jeral grunts]
Where is my whiskey?
Great. He's spooked. Now-- Stop!
Drop the rifle.
[groans]
Where is my whiskey?
We don't have any whiskey.
Where is my boat?
We don't have a boat. Take my gun.
You can have my gun.
- Give him your gun! - Take my gun.
Stop.
We have three squirrels.
That is all we have, honest.
Men on foot-- you seen them?
No. Yes.
I mean, yes. We saw some men.
They had just gotten out of a boat, and they sent it downriver.
- Where? - Down the way, hours ago.
They were fishermen.
Go.
Hurry. Go.
♪♪♪♪ [James singing]
Shh. Shh, shh.
Stop. Stop! Hey! What?
You really hate melody.
[Native Americans chanting, distant]
You hear that?
Chanting.
Indians.
Don't worry. They're not hostile around here.
Mostly traders. Beads and jewelry.
And food. I ain't had nothing to eat.
[chanting continues]
We'll camp here tonight.
I don't want to come up on them in the dark.
I thought you just said that they weren't hostile.
They're not.
Usually.
We had many a-troubles with the Indians on the railroads.
They're ruthless.
[chuckles] Hey.
Look what I found. Oh, James, dear God.
Put that back. They say it's bad luck if you find an arrowhead in a creek.
- What? Why? - [chuckles]
[chuckling]
[James] Oh, you like that, Kelly?
You like that, Kelly? That's really funny, eh?
Yeah, well, you'll get yours, boy.
I'm just funning you, Irish.
Yeah, well, Indians are no joke.
I'm telling you that right now.
I've seen nightmarish things.
Apaches are the ones you gotta worry about.
But there ain't no more of them around here in these parts.
And all that yelling and that drumming that I'm hearing?
Comanche.
They're harmless.
Couldn't be more than a party of three or four of them.
What are you, like an Indian know-it-all?
After we cash in,
I think I'm gonna try to get to California.
Yeah, well, what's in California, thief?
Gold.
Lots of it.
It's paying out real good in a town called Bodie, I hear.
How good?
I don't know. Real good.
That ain't nothing but talk.
[James] Yeah? Well, then, what are you gonna do?
Since you don't like gold?
I was thinking, uh,
eventually, I might become a lawman.
[laughing]
Aye, a lawman.
Deputy James McKinnon here with Marshal Will Edwards.
And we can let Kelly hang out in our jail cell, eh?
Whatever brought you to Granbury anyway?
Y'all, uh, just a part of that James Younger gang?
I mean, you come in soaking wet,
no money, no horses.
I mean, you're just passing through? Come on.
Everybody's got their secrets.
Yeah, well, we ain't got no secrets, thief.
Yeah. That's why we hightailed it out of there so quick, huh?
[chanting stops]
The drumming stopped.
What, y'all rob a bank or something? Is that it?
Three hundred dollars?
Y'all are running from something else.
Yeah, why don't you not worry about that $300, aye?
If it was your business, then worry about it. But it ain't, so don't.
Tell you what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna have myself a sip of this whiskey,
and thank the Lord that I'm not a ghost today.
Hey, Kelly, why don't you head up there and keep watch?
What, are you gonna let me use your gun?
No.
But if you see something, wake me.
I'll go shoot it.
[laughing]
That's real funny.
And keep your hands out of my pockets while I rest.
Steal one watch--
Make sure your gun's showing.
I don't have any bullets. Don't matter.
I don't want them to think we're hiding them.
I thought you said that they were friendly.
I said they should be.
Should be.
[whistles]
Kelly.
Grab a couple of them pelts.
We're bringing the whiskey?
No. The whiskey stays here till we see what they got.
[James] Indians are sneaky.
I should stay behind in case they start killing people.
[scoffs]
Come on.
Irishman scared of some mean old Indians?
Hey. Hey!
I'll just stay here, then, yeah?
Guard the whiskey?
[speaking in native language]
Kutseena! Kutseena!
[speaking in native language]
[shouts]
[shouting continues]
[Kelly] Morning.
English?
English. Yes.
You have face of hungry men.
Well, uh, yeah.
If you could spare some food, we'd be mighty grateful.
My name is Will. This here is--
This here is Kelly.
Kutseena.
P￩kwimake you strong.
My gift to you.
[rattling]
Take, uh, this fur.
It'll fetch you a big price.
[speaks native language]
[rattling continues]
[screaming] Snake!
My eyes see three white men. Why does one hide?
- He is not hiding. - No, he was just tired.
[James screaming]
We have much to carry. He has much to trade.
I'll, uh--
Snake!
I'll bring him.
I'll-- Snake!
A snake!
[speaks native language]
You hungry.
Oh. [native language]
Thanks.
Thank you.
[panting]
It's a-- It's a snake.
I killed it.
Yeah. He came over here,
and I killed him with my knife.
- I hate snakes. - Hate snakes.
[donkey braying]
Hello.
[grunts] How's that fish?
[Kelly] Oh, it's-- It's real good, actually.
So that right there is a really fine animal you got.
Where are your horses?
The horses, they died,
because-- because we ate them.
[chokes, clears throat]
[Will] What, uh-- [snorts]
What my friend meant to say was that, uh,
we had some horses grow sickly,
and we had to put them down.
We would like to trade you for your mule.
Lighten our load.
Whitepuukunot for trade.
We have beads-- fine beads for trade for you.
For furs.
[laughs] Now, listen here, Chief.
That's just not-- Yes!
We will. We would very much...
like to trade you for your beads.
And we will make you many great offerings.
[man speaking native language]
[no audible dialogue]
- Thanks. - Well, now, that's a lovely turtle shell.
Ooh. Yeah.
These are beautiful beads.
Very fine beads.
Yeah. Very beautiful.
Okay. Why don't you have a look at those?
Ooh.
Hey, uh, James, you wanna help with this stuff.
Oh, you need some help, Will?
That's okay, Kelly.
Why don't you stay here...
and explain to these fine gentlemen...
why James ate our horse.
[clears throat]
Oh, um--
You know, you would never believe it.
We were at the ridge.
You know, back up a ways, only about a mile out.
You'd never im-imagine...
what we-- [sighs] ran into.
But it was a herd of cougars.
I never seen anything like it in my life.
They come after us, pounce on the horse. [whispering]
Thing goes down.
I mean, I really liked that horse.
And we had to be carrying these furs.
The horse's name was, uh-- was, uh,
you know, uh, Billy.
And it was a good horse. That's enough.
Good story. Good story. They-- They--
[clears throat] Kelly. Okay.
Well-- [clears throat]
Now,
as the sun beats down on our faces,
I'd like to share an Irish custom with you,
my new Indian friends.
[quietly] Now we're trading the whiskey?
[quietly] Yes. We're trading the whiskey.
It better be out of your share.
That's fine. It is. [James clears throat]
In this bottle are the fires from hell...
mixed with the waters from the heavens.
And when you drink it,
you will become a fierce warrior.
Now, at first, it tastes like you're dying,
and then it's Christmas morning...
for the rest of the evening.
[cork pops]
[sniffs]
[clears throat]
[coughs]
[shouts] [Will] Hey, hey!
- [laughs] All right! - Good. Here you go. Here. Here's a couple more.
[James] We got plenty of whiskey. Let's all have a drink.
Yeah. Why don't we all have some?
Come on, Kelly. Raise your glass.
[Kelly laughs]
Why don't you pass that around? Yeah.
Ugh! [coughing]
Burns the belly, don't it, good, Kelly?
[Kelly coughing] [James] Drink up!
Drink up, drink up.
Whiskey. [Men coughing]
[coughing continues]
[no audible dialogue]
[birds chirping]
[rooster crows]
[groans]
You've managed to make it through another night.
I'm going downstairs, John.
I'm gonna get myself something to eat.
[footsteps departing]
[sighs]
[coughs]
[groans]
[breathing heavily]
[groans]
Where's my satchel?
[footsteps approaching]
Hey, what are y'all doing? [grunts]
Hurry up. We gotta keep moving.
I'd gladly trade places with you, Will.
Come on. Come on.
Hyah!
[whimpering]
You take our food,
our trade.
Why?
I didn't take anything from you. [shouts]
[cries out]
[groaning]
[Kelly sobbing] Ourpuuku,
our fur--
gone!
Men you came with-- [coughing]
gone!
They wouldn't just leave me! They wouldn't just--
They wanted to steal my satchel!
Will!
[cries out] [shouting in native language]
You...
will take us to them!
And if we don't find them,
pitiful white man,
you will die,
slow.
[James] Will!
How much further are you leading us up here?
It'll be faster if we cut through those canyon walls.
It's not as easy as it looks, Will.
It's too much to get down there. We'll have to go all the way back around.
[blusters]
If we go around, we'll have no cover.
Them Indians are gonna find us. We're too overloaded.
We're sitting too heavy. We'd have to leave some of the load here.
We leave nothing. We hit that break in the canyon.
We're sitting ducks out here.
[braying]
[thud]
Shit!
You were being too damn careless!
[sniffles]
I'm-- I'm sure they're just up ahead here.
[twigs snap]
Wait.
Banshee?
No.
Move.
Hey-- Hey-- Stupid! Stupid!
Damn it.
You're a madman, Will. Here!
You're a madman if you think...
that we can carry all of this through that opening...
before those Indians catch up to us.
We'll be dead in an hour's time.
Are you hearing me? We gotta move, Will!
Those Indians will scalp us dead,
and you're trying to lead us into the gates of hell!
We can carry it!
That money-- That money that was stolen from me in Dallas...
had been in my pocket for four days, Will.
For four days. I stole it from a man sleeping on a train.
I don't work on the railroads. I work the railroads.
The money's gone. The money's gone, but you know what?
- I'm still here. - I don't care!
Don't you understand?
Everything that we leave here...
is like leaving gold in the grave,
and I will go through the gates of hell...
before I let them Indians take me down,
and so will you.
Now, pick it up, and let's move on.
You got three bullets in that gun, Will.
I don't think you're going to use any of them on me.
[cocks] Hey.
Hey!
[shouting]
[arrow whooshes] [grunts]
[shouting continues]
[gunshot]
[knife blow lands]
[Indians shouting]
[shouting continues]
[grunts]
[gunshot]
[grunting]
[grunting continues]
[screaming]
[cocks]
[gun clatters]
[grunts]
[Men] Hyah!
[chattering]