It'd be a pity not to recognize what's at stake.
To go ahead and die stupid.
Hate to end a fool.
(GUN CLICKS)
♪ ("SLEEPING ON THE BLACKTOP" BY COLTER WALL PLAYS) ♪
SETH BULLOCK: It's a pleasure to see you again.
Must be my lucky day.
CALAMITY JANE: Considerable time since seeing you.
Some puttin' odds up
the train'll bring you home in a box.
MAN: The senator from the great state of California,
-George Ambrose Hearst. -(APPLAUSE)
You murdering, thieving cock sucker.
♪ Sunshine beating On the good times ♪
♪ Moonlight raising From the grave ♪
GEORGE HEARST: Outlier Deadwood days are over.
Walk with the future.
Hearst won't take long
'fore he honors the rigors of his putrid fucking nature.
♪ Hey darlin' Leaving for the next town ♪
♪ Less'n my sense Catches up with me ♪
HEARST: Back my bid for buying Utter's property,
and I will drop any counteraction against the whore.
Moving us from the center of town, away from danger.
I ain't running from him, Sol.
AL SWEARENGEN: If it ain't for Hearst to follow the law,
why the fuck should it be for you?
BULLOCK: My job ain't to follow the law, Al.
My job is to interpret it.
I'm not made for such complexity.
♪ Hey darlin' Sleeping on the blacktop ♪
♪ Hey darlin' ♪
♪ Running through the trees Honey ♪
♪ Hey darlin' Leaving for the next town ♪
♪ Less'n my sense Catches up with me ♪
I'm coming for you, Marshal.
Expect you will, Senator.
♪ Less'n my sense Catches up with me ♪