Previously on Strange Empire...
This patriarch descends upon me.
There's the money he's owed, remember?
It was me got it out of him with the promise to pay him back.
I'd be happy to spend time, the two of us.
- [Alarm sounding] - Franklyn!
[Horse screams]
[Alarm sounding]
[Explosion]
[♪]
Strange Empire 1x10 The Cage
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[Ravens cawing]
[♪]
[Voices fade up, moans of pain and fear]
[Injured miners groaning]
[Gasping]
[Groaning in pain]
Pick him up.
Onto the table. Bring him up. Bring him up. Bring him up.
Head this way.
[Moaning in pain]
- What do you need? - Water.
Clean water.
Make it stop, please...
Stay still, stay still.
You'll be all right, you'll be all right.
Thank you.
Everyone they're bringing up now is dead.
We dig for the dead then.
It's time to go, John.
Your father's due at Station House.
John...
Lie back.
Slow your mind.
Put on a suit, put on a smile...
He sees the mine and calls his loan.
We haven't the money to pay.
He'll take everything.
Get his grandson in his arms, and a good meal in his belly,
and show him that success is taking difficulty in stride.
[Sighs heavily]
Be proud.
Strong.
He likes you.
He's always liked you.
Then we pull him into the family,
into the fold...
Get his money.
Get his money. Get his money...
That's it.
Get the rest of the miners to start digging a new shaft.
- Yes? - Things won't look as bad
if he sees we've moved on after the collapse.
Yes.
John...
Shut the door.
[Hammer banging on anvil]
Almost finished.
Soon.
Tomorrow, maybe.
You fetching it up to that woman right quick?
She's hard up keeping peace
short of a lock-up.
I'm just setting that straight.
Mm-hmm.
Thought you'd be in Janestown by now
helping with that cave-in.
Can't.
Bounty hunters telegraphed
looking for a murderer spotted this way.
You going to help 'em track?
No.
I'm going to head them off, spare them the trip.
There's no sign of who they're after up here.
That right?
You do not understand the risks.
The deeper they dig now,
the more chance they will fall victim
to another collapse.
What point is there in losing more people?
Do any of you have word of Franklyn Caze?
They say he ran forward
in the shaft as it collapsed,
toward the men in the new part of the mine.
Briggs cannot hear that news now.
Neither can the others
still waiting for the missing.
We can't take hope away yet.
Better to take away more lives?
[♪]
Briggs...
Have some water.
He would want you to rest.
He would want me to get him the hell out of there.
[Glass cracks]
I heard Miss Logan say that Red's missing.
That ten men are piled together in a heap
with lost eyes and busted limbs.
What do you think it was like for them down there?
With the earth falling in...
Like drowning, maybe?
Warm in the end?
Or cold?
How should I know?
Keep your mind on your biscuits.
People out there are tired enough
without chewing through leather.
Whoa.
Hey, Kat Loving!
I've got an extra pickaxe if you're in need of one.
Send some of your miners here.
I need them to start digging a new shaft.
You want a new shaft? Dig it yourself.
And dig to hell while you're at it.
How are you people planning on feeding yourself
- when I shut my kitchen to you? - We'll get by.
Couple weeks, you'll have your dead out and buried
all nice and Christian-like,
and be gnawing on each other for meat.
And you'll have your miners the way you like them,
- desperate and hungry. - There'll be no miners then.
Be no mine.
Nothing left for no one.
You are blind with righteousness.
Start them working on the new shaft!
Careful not to spill.
There's nothing left where those came from.
Yes, ma'am.
When you get down to the pit,
you keep your mind off of what went on below.
Yes, ma'am.
Place is full of spirits,
dead wandering, finding their way.
You stay clear of all that, stick to your work,
keep your mind on simple matters.
[Kelly shouts] Robin!
Get.
His father's coming, wishing to see progress.
It's his father's decision the mine open or shut.
Rebecca fears more injury among the rescuers.
Franklyn wouldn't want anyone hurt
just so's his body could be buried down the road
instead of here.
He doesn't even believe in God.
[Chuckles ruefully, sniffling]
And he wouldn't want men out of work
'cause of him.
[Sighs, crying]
I didn't know I loved him.
She agreed to stop the rescue?
Food's here!
♪ Oh, lordy lay down my hammer ♪
♪ Let me look to the sky ♪
♪ like a bird on the wing ♪
♪ I'll let my spirit fly ♪
♪ oh, let my spirit fly... ♪
What is it?
It's a song we sing below.
Franklyn sings it.
Franklyn?
[Robin singing]
♪ Oh, let my soul take flight ♪
They say you have the powers.
Is it true?
- What do you see? - I don't know. Nothing.
I just sung, is all.
What's below here?
Be the new cut dug.
Past the cave-through.
He's down there.
Trapped and alive.
He's calling to us through her.
[Rebecca]: You cannot know that.
And this is the most dangerous part of the mine.
We have to start digging.
Right here, on this spot.
Sharpen the shovels, then!
Franklyn'd do the same.
Whoa.
Step up!
He's getting so big.
He needs to look his best when Cornelius gets here.
He loves you, doesn't he, little man?
Yeah, like a love-struck boy.
Pretending everything's rosy don't make nothing pink.
I don't remember asking you.
I know Cornelius.
I know that man cannot be reined or saddled.
I'm not you, Ruby.
I'm not a 12-year-old kitchen slave
helping that man pass the time.
Are you sure about that?
That man will not be handled.
Try,
and the gates of wrath will open.
He stinks like a sty.
Clean his crappers and get him ready.
We go straight down...
Hit this tunnel here, close to the surface,
then they could be over here,
under the rockface.
We divide the workers.
Two shifts so they get rest.
Children can do that.
They all want to help with the dig,
and I must prepare for more injured, so...
They're doing what they must do.
To risk all on a little girl's song...
How can Mrs. Briggs urge them to that?
You leave Briggs be.
We all have doubts here, Rebecca.
Me, Kat, Briggs, too.
Then why?
Why would they?
Hope isn't just something you cling to.
It clings back.
When it lets up, it's its own say-so.
They got no choice but dig.
[Mrs. Briggs gasps]
We made it to the first tunnel!
[Man]: Thank God.
Boy!
Is that your negress wife yonder
or your negress girl?
Either way, she's minding her own business,
so maybe you best do the same.
That stage getting here before me is a first.
How was the trip?
You must be worn through.
I'm feeling spry, as a matter of fact.
High in my oats.
I'd like a little something to warm my bed
here in the wilds.
A little local flavour.
[Quietly] That negro's a mountain of a man.
How much for a week of her?
No one's for sale here.
Just looking to rent.
I'm happy to pay for whatever damage I might inflict.
That smithy works for every rancher
for 200 miles.
I need to stay in their good graces,
they are investors, they are money in the bank.
Leave off of this.
You ordering me?
I want that girl.
Doesn't seem too much to ask
that you oblige me,
help barter for the deal.
Isabelle wants us home.
Isabelle...
Now, that would be a fitting substitute.
We drop by the mine first.
I hear tales of a coal strike.
May pay your loan to me after all.
Pull! Pull...
Pull!
Pull.
Burt Weathers.
[Miner sings] ♪ oh, lordy, lay down my hammer... ♪
[Cries of grief]
[Weeping]
♪ Like a bird on the wing ♪
♪ I'll let my spirit fly ♪
♪ let my spirit fly... ♪
It's good you don't feel.
God blessed you that way.
It's like not being a woman at all, isn't it?
Must be.
[Hoof beats approach]
What the hell's this?
We're starting on a new shaft.
Whoa... whoa.
They're pulling out dead not coal.
John!
They believe Franklyn Caze is alive down there.
- Mind me, boy! - So, what if he is?
You pull him up, I'll put a bullet in his head!
Try and stop them, they'll put a bullet in yours.
John!
You cannot pay me and you walk away?
I'm calling my loan!
This mine belongs to me!
So then pay up, you mangy codger!
Let the new owner's capital flow!
Full wages till every man's up...
[Giggles]
And a bonus for those who come up alive!
Whoa...
Look, it's your grand pappy come all this way to see you.
What happened?
Man called his loan.
Be to the far shaft before light.
Could be Franklyn's alive down there.
- [Muffled voices below] - Shh!
- [Faint voices] - Hold up, hold up.
What is that?
We got something!
Go.
Go, get the rope!
What? What is it?
[Muffled voices below]
I can hear them.
Listen.
[Distant voices calling]
More wine, Cornelius?
There's pie for after.
Stomach's off.
Turned on account of my son
being soft as a clatch and not nearly as useful.
Wouldn't be surprised
if the boy doesn't bleed between the legs now.
Do you, son?
Do you share rags with your wife?
Have to now that your husband's lost your fortune.
Have to go back to spreading yourself, Izzy,
for all comers.
John...
Stay back.
You slid out of your ma like a piece of crap
right onto the kitchen floor.
You sure it was your seed in her?
I can't imagine her lying for you.
You are from mine, all right.
- No doubt. - No!
You're the part of me
I've been trying to root out my entire life.
A rot in the middle!
Oozing through me like a pus.
Then snuff it out, boy!
Come on!
[Spits]
Isabelle!
Get me that pie after all.
I'm feeling fine!
Get hold of the rope!
Pull!
Red! It's Red!
Who's with you?
Who's down there?
Three together.
Tommy, me and Franklyn.
Alive?
Bust up bad.
He's all that's holding up the timbers.
[Groaning and coughing]
Heavenly father, we beseech you to bring these last souls back to us
with your mercy and grace...
Get ahold of him!
Get him clear!
Get him up!
[Coughing and spluttering]
Throw me the rope.
Going back down.
[Coughing weakly]
How is Red seeming?
Lungs full of dust,
barely strong enough to cough,
but no fever.
Thank you.
Thank you. Leave him here. Thank you.
To think...
To think that they were under there,
us walking over them
as I argued to stop the search.
You did what you thought right.
While they were suffering.
[Kat]: He's found! Franklyn Caze!
There's stone, heavy stone.
Needs movin'. I need help!
Can we get him out?
Franklyn?
We'll know when we try.
Heavenly father...
We beseech you to bring these last souls back to us
with your mercy and grace...
I didn't finish him off.
How is that?
You must make amends.
He will cut you off.
Leave us out here with nothing and no one.
How is it that I didn't cave in his head?
Do you want to be left digging in the dirt
with the rest of them?
Sweating to save each other only for more digging?
Bearing babies to do the same?
I need to be free of him, Izzy, inside and out.
No ties,
no bonds!
Without him, we sink to the bottom of everything.
We deserve better.
I do, and I will have better.
You'd leave me...
If he cut me off.
No.
Yes, you would.
All I want is for you to talk to him.
You remember when we first came out here?
Making love...
It was a dream, I believe.
John, I cannot be what I once was.
You have never been that low.
[Chuckles ruefully]
I have never been... otherwise.
I'll set this right.
You them bounty hunters headed toward the Station House?
Yeah, you the marshal up there?
Didn't expect to see you on the road.
Had business near here.
Wanted to spare you the trouble.
I saw that murderer you're tracking
a couple months back, but headed south east of here.
You make your way to the Station House,
you'll only need backtrack on a cold trail.
You've seen the squaw?
Yup.
Tight little thing, they say.
Not too dark.
Good with a gun, better with a horse.
- Sounds about right. - She killed a man.
Shot him clean through the throat.
- White man? - Is there another kind?
And what be it drove you out of your way
to spare us doing the same?
Well, seems to me there'd be a reward.
[Scoffs]
Yeah, if'n we find her 'cause of you.
She was headed to the Dakotas
to meet up with a cousin of hers.
You sure you've seen her?
Saw her tip-to-toe,
and you're in for a treat.
She's a damn good ride,
if you can stop her from biting.
What was it like, when you were channeling?
I don't know.
Were you down there with them?
In the dirt and the dark?
Kind of...
But no.
It's like...
I was with someone who's near them
maybe?
Like who?
Death, maybe?
[Cornelius's voice echoes] You slid out of your ma
like a piece of crap right onto the kitchen floor...
Snuff it out, boy!
Come on!
Whoa...
[Mumbling and singing softly]
[Humming and mumbling]
[Screaming in terror]
No! No!
[Screaming] No! No!
[Screaming]
- Help! Help! - Cassie!
- [Screaming] Dad! - Let her go!
[Fires]
Daddy!
[Gasping in shock]
Cassie!
Slotter!
God damn you!
[Muffled cries of terror]
You mind yourself, or I'll knock you again.
What is this? What are you doing with this girl?
You get her cleaned up nice. You put her in my father's bed.
You stop. You look at me.
What's happened to you?
You do as I say and stop your back-talk.
- [Girl wheezing and gasping] - Who is this girl?
You want out of the dirt?
That's the cost of it.
[Girl gasping and sobbing]
I don't know what's gone on now,
but I am not fixing that girl for Cornelius or anyone else.
She's for Cornelius?
Well, take that thing out of her mouth
before she does herself harm.
[Coughing]
[Gasping for air]
It...
It's... something...
it... bone!
[Sobbing] He killed my daddy.
He shot him down.
[Sobbing in grief]
Lock her in the bunkhouse.
It's all right.
[Crying in anguish]
Come on, come on...
It's all right.
[Weeping]
Look at the big fat boy.
[Planting kisses]
Yes, you are...
You are going to be smart like your grand pappy.
Yes, you are.
You two look good together.
Babies bring out the juices in a man.
I should see him at your breast.
[Cooing to baby]
I'm going to head to the mine.
See what nonsense them people are up to...
The lord is my Shepherd,
therefore can I lack nothing.
He shall feed me in a green pasture
and lead me forth
beside the waters of comfort...
They will be happy to have you.
But I do not believe.
It does the soul good, regardless.
[Mrs. Briggs]: He shall convert my soul,
and bring me forth in the paths of righteousness.
Heavenly father,
we beseech you to bring these last souls back to us
with your mercy and grace...
Glory be to the father, and to the son,
and to the holy ghost.
As it was in the beginning,
is now, and ever shall be,
world without end.
- Amen. - Amen.
Yea though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for thou art with me.
Thy rod and thy staff comfort me.
Saviour of the world...
Done what we can
to strengthen the timbers down there.
Timbers hold long enough to pull out him out...
Or they don't.
[Praying continues]
Amen.
[Knocks]
I'm here for your husband.
Come around back.
Morgan's got a line on Franklyn.
Make sure the rope's clear and ready.
Grab the rope, up and clear!
All hands on! Everyone together!
Grab hold.
Ready?
It's coming down!
He's on the rope!
Get him! Get him up!
Pull!
Now! Heave!
Heave!
Everybody, pull!
[Gasping]
[Coughing and spluttering]
You son of a bitch...
Oh...
You half-dead son of a bitch.
[Weakly] Come here.
[Coughing]
Take down your hair,
and lie with me.
[Chuckles]
[Laughs]
Their minds are on their pain.
[Sighs in contentment]
Do you ever think on it?
That we laid together?
And me widowed.
- I should have more shame. - Shame?
You'd covet it dearly.
Something to pray on... [Groans]
Say your hail Mary's to.
[Wincing]
[Yelps in recrimination] Oh! I'm sorry.
[Chuckles, coughing]
I'm a fool.
I'm going to make Slotter pay
for every broken bone,
for every man left dead in that mine.
He's broken up bad still.
He will heal.
Robin said
the angel of death was down there with him,
hovering for his take.
I did not.
Shush you both.
Go to Rebecca's.
See if you can be of use.
Thought I'd have seen you a couple of days ago.
Word of the mine must not have got to you.
It did.
Glad to hear about Franklyn and the others.
Terrible about the rest.
It wasn't murder.
You can tell me your reasons while we're sitting watch.
He killed my friend, Joseph,
in cold blood.
He needs killing himself.
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