[people shouting]
JUDGE TRAVIS:
Quiet down. Quiet down.
[bangs gavel]
JUDGE TRAVIS:
All right. The court rules in favor of the homesteaders.
ALL:
Yay!
O'SHEA:
This is an outrage. Now, this claim says that land is mine. Look there, you see? "Mr. Dicky O'Shea." I peaceably come to the first legal court I could find to assure my claim was legal. But this--this bloody woman here tells these thieving farmers about it, and, sure, don't they go off and invent a bogus deed of their own.
MARY:
I knew of their claim long before I ever heard of you, Mr. O'Shea.
JUDGE TRAVIS:
The homesteaders' claim predates yours. So I suggest you set your sights on another piece of land.
O'SHEA:
I want that land! By the saints, it's mine!
BUCK:
Not anymore.
JOSIAH:
Might want to go take it up with those saints of yours.
O'SHEA:
Safe journey, Mr. Richmond.
RICHMOND:
All right, folks, we'll get back on the trail first thing tomorrow. Let's get those supplies loaded up.
VIN:
Who's that with Mary?
CHRIS:
I wouldn't know.
JUDGE TRAVIS:
Could be a rough road for those folks. Might not be a bad idea for you seven to, uh, stick with them for a day or two. Maybe escort them out of the territory.
RICHMOND:
We don't need them. We've done just fine on our own all the way from St. Louis.
CHRIS:
That was before Dicky O'Shea knew you owned that land.
RICHMOND:
I've heard about these 7 men, Judge. Not the kind of company we want our women and children keeping.
JUDGE TRAVIS:
Better safe than sorry.
RICHMOND:
I'm telling you, if--
JUDGE TRAVIS:
Mr. Richmond, this may sound like a suggestion. It's not.
CHRIS:
Looks like we're going on a wagon train.
BUCK:
Morning, Gents.
JD:
Hey, Buck.
VIN:
We about ready?
EZRA:
Mr. Tanner, the only thing I am ready for at this ungodly hour is the comfort of my down pillow.
VIN:
Here, here, let me help you with that.
CHARLOTTE:
I got it. Thanks, but I had it.
VIN:
Looked more like it had you, Miss.
RICHMOND:
That's Mrs... Mrs. Richmond.
VIN:
Glad to be of service.
MARY:
Morning, Gerard.
GERARD:
Morning.
BILLY:
Hey, Chris!
CHRIS:
Hey, you, Kid.
BILLY:
I'm going on the wagon train with you.
CHRIS:
Is that a fact?
MARY:
Don't look so surprised, Chris. There's no telling where a journalist's job will take him.
CHRIS:
You sure this is a good idea?
MARY:
We'll be fine. After all, we have you along to protect us.
GERARD:
Mary, you gonna introduce me?
MARY:
I'm sorry. Um, Chris, I'd like you to meet my old friend Gerard.
GERARD:
Good to meet you.
CHRIS:
Hello.
MARY:
Gerard and my late husband went to school together.
GERARD:
In fact, I proposed to Mary first, but Frank had already won her heart.
MARY:
When Gerard wrote and told me that he and his daughter Katie were planning on making a new start, I knew it would make a great story, so...
GERARD:
Mary invited herself and Billy along.
MARY:
Oh, I invited? Ha ha ha.
VIN:
We're ready to go. Mary.
CHRIS:
Move 'em out!
MARY:
I look forward to spending this time with you.
GERARD:
Me, too.
MAN:
Come on, hyah!
O'SHEA:
You know what me Da would have done in this situation, Happy?
HAPPY:
Your Da was a fine man, Dicky.
O'SHEA:
He woulda done nothin'. Not a blessed thing, but I'm not me Da, Happy. If those farmers never reach the land, they can't live on it, now, can they?
MAN:
Get up there! Hyah!
BUCK:
How do, ma'am. Beautiful...day. It's a beautiful day.
EZRA:
Hey, Buck, hold up. Hey, I see you've espied our comely young widow.
BUCK:
Widow? Oh, I do love that word. They're so in need of comfort.
EZRA:
Well, unfortunately, despite her undeniable charms, she's a tad difficult to get close to.
BUCK:
Ezra, no offense, but you're no match for El Buck.
EZRA:
I'll admit that I'm not as indiscriminate in that area as yourself, Mr. Wilmington. However the point is, there's another rival for her affection.
BUCK:
So she has a beau.
EZRA:
That's even better. He's a formidable opponent. A rapacious, insatiable thief, stealing her time and attention like a rogue bandit in the night.
BUCK:
Who is this devil? Hey!
EZRA:
That's the gentleman over there.
BUCK:
Why didn't you tell me that thing belongs to her?
EUGENE:
Ha ha!
EZRA:
If one were to win its affections, one might be able to win hers.
BUCK:
You saying I can't take him?
EZRA:
Not in a fair fight. Actually, I just think I could win him over first.
JD:
Oh, yeah, and I'll bet that neither of you can do it.
EZRA:
Bet? I do love the sound of that word.
CHRIS:
How's it look?
VIN:
Mmm, not so good. Pass been washed out by them floods.
RICHMOND:
Whoa! Is there a problem?
CHRIS:
We were just discussing the best route.
RICHMOND:
Got that worked out already. Straight over the pass.
VIN:
Pass looks rough. Ridin' around the ridge will be easier on the wagons.
CHARLOTTE:
Will, maybe we should--
RICHMOND:
It'll take longer to get there.
CHRIS:
Well, at least we'll get there in one piece.
RICHMOND:
Mister, we've been on this journey for 2 months. I got us this far. Reckon I know what I'm doing. We're going straight through as planned. Hyah! Hyah!
VIN:
At least he's willin' to discuss it.
O'SHEA:
For the love of Pete, it's just a wee coney. Make it supper, for cryin' out loud.
MAN:
There he goes.
MAN 2:
Get him! No, he's right over there.
MAN:
He's over there. I can grab his foot. No, over here.
HAPPY:
Brought him in, Dicky. Found him right where you told me. Workin' the railroad.
MAN:
He's right over there.
O'SHEA:
So, you're the powder man, then, are you?
POWDER MAN:
Yes, sir. Yes, I am.
O'SHEA:
Well, Powder Man. I got a pesky wagon train headin' for a piece of ground that should belong to me, like.
POWDER MAN:
Wagon train. Oh, that's easy.
MAN:
There he goes! Right there! Watch it!
POWDER MAN:
Just a bunch of wood and flesh. No solid rock.
O'SHEA:
I don't need them dead, mind you. Just scared off, like.
POWDER MAN:
Scared off, yes.
MAN:
You see him? Grab him.
MAN 2:
He's right there.
POWDER MAN:
Doo dah! Doo dah! Oh, yeah!
[man coughing]
HAPPY:
Supper.
O'SHEA:
Supper. Ha ha ha!
POWDER MAN:
So when do I start?
O'SHEA:
All right, Powder Man. All right. Ha ha ha. Ha ha ha. Are you all right, boys? Ha ha ha.
CHARLOTTE:
Water?
VIN:
Thank you. Y'all could just stop now and put down stakes here. It's a pretty nice spot.
CHARLOTTE:
New homestead's gonna be nicer.
VIN:
Think so, huh?
CHARLOTTE:
I haven't seen it yet, but I know it's got a river and mountains and fine, rich soil as far as the eye can see. And when we start farming it, it's gonna be heaven on earth.
VIN:
I reckon if you're akin to that kind of thing.
CHARLOTTE:
Only a fool wouldn't be.
VIN:
Well, then I'm a fool 'cause I never been interested in tamin' no land.
CHARLOTTE:
Oh, the wild and woolly type.
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VIN:
Woolly to the bone. You oughta smile more often. Kinda lights up your face. Oh, figures. I'd say the one thing that'd chase a smile away.
RICHMOND:
Charlotte!
CHARLOTTE:
I'd better--
BUCK:
Ha ha ha. Yeah, that's good. Howdy there, son.
EUGENE:
Go away, I'm busy.
BUCK:
Well, now, a boy is never too busy to go huntin'. Hmm? Now what do you say? You and me, just loaded up for bear, just ridin' on out.
EUGENE:
I hate horses, and guns give me bad dreams.
BUCK:
You hate horses? Well, um, what do you like?
EUGENE:
I like stories.
BUCK:
Oh, you like stories. Well, I know what kind of stories boys like. And, uh, me, I got a peck full of them. Ahem. Now, there was this time I met this sweet little conchita named Juanita down in Mexico. And let me tell you, that little gal, she was ready and willin', if you get my drift.
EUGENE:
What do you mean?
BUCK:
Well, she liked to dance with her dress above her head. Ha ha ha. And her skin, it was the color of pure nutmeg. And it was smooth as the inside of an egg. And the curve of her hip, well, it's my favorite part of a woman.
EUGENE'S MOTHER:
Mr. Wilmington! You keep your filthy mouth as far away from me and my son as possible.
BUCK:
Ma'am, I was just, uh--
JD:
There you go, Buck.
EZRA:
Well done.
NATHAN:
We got company.
RICHMOND:
What do you want?
O'SHEA:
I've come with a very generous offer for you fine people.
RICHMOND:
We're not interested in any offer.
VIN:
Must be mighty special land.
O'SHEA:
Oh, it's just got all 40 shades of green. I get homesick something awful since I left Ireland.
RICHMOND:
Then go back 'cause you ain't gettin' our land. We rode long and hard to get this land. We ain't sellin' it to nobody.
O'SHEA:
Is that right?
RICHMOND:
Now get outta here.
O'SHEA:
Me Da used to say you'd do well to mind your manners, Lad. Make things go a mite easier on ya.
RICHMOND:
You and your da can go straight to hell.
CHRIS:
Sounded like a no to me, Mr. O'Shea. You gonna pull that piece or are you just resting your hand on it?
O'SHEA:
Well, maybe something will happen to make you change your mind. Be seein' ya.
VIN:
If you had any smarts, you would have listened to his offer.
RICHMOND:
You got a problem?
CHARLOTTE:
Come on, Will.
RICHMOND:
You stay out of this, woman.
VIN:
Mister, the only one's got a problem is you.
GERARD:
"A bellowing voice called out, send out your best and your bravest. And there stood a 30-foot-tall towering giant who ate little children for breakfast. His teeth were as sharp as knives. And his arms were as big as oak trees."
VIN:
Nice and quiet.
[clicking]
CHARLOTTE:
You have no right to talk to me that way!
RICHMOND:
Damn right I'd if you're fool enough to butt into my business.
CHARLOTTE:
Our business! Our business! Oh, I can't take this anymore!
RICHMOND:
Get back here. Charlotte!
[Charlotte crying]
VIN:
Mrs. Richmond, you all right? I wasn't trying to spook you.
CHARLOTTE:
I'm fine.
VIN:
I don't mean to pry, but your husband... seems to be fighting the bit a lot of the time.
CHARLOTTE:
It didn't used to be like this. If you'd just seen him before. Like when Allison was born. He was so happy. You never seen a man more proud.
VIN:
Allison your daughter?
CHARLOTTE:
She was taken by the fever 2 winters ago.
VIN:
I'm sorry to hear that, Ma'am.
CHARLOTTE:
I never did and never will make peace with it. Figured I best get on with life anyway. But Will, he, uh-- he just can't seem to-- I wanted this move. The new land to be a second chance for us, but--
VIN:
It's all right. There's still time for second chances.
[click]
[explosion]
CHRIS:
What the hell? Get a blanket!
NATHAN:
Jack.
JACK:
I can't see.
NATHAN:
Vin, Vin, get my kit!
VIN:
I got it.
NATHAN:
Get my kit! Hurry up! Hurry up!
CHRIS:
Nathan! Here's the wagon!
NATHAN:
Hold on, Jack. Hold on. Hold on, Jack.
JACK:
It hurts. It hurts.
NATHAN:
Hold on. Stay with me. Shh! Shh! Shh!
JD:
Ma'am, gonna be all right. Nathan's got him.
NATHAN:
Stay with me, Jack.
JACK'S WIFE:
Oh, Jack, Jack. Come on, Jack, stay.
JACK:
Oh, hurts.
JACK'S WIFE:
Stay! Jack! Jack.
JOSIAH:
"He has out soared the shadow of our night. Envy and calumny an"and that unrest which men miscall delight can touch him not and torture not again. He is secure and now can never mourn a heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain. He lives, he wakes, tis death is dead, not he."
VIN:
O'Shea's pretty serious about that land.
CHRIS:
Must be something special if it's worth killing for.
VIN:
Couple of men ridin' straight through could reach it in a day or so.
CHRIS:
JD, come here.
JOSIAH:
You did what you could, Nathan.
NATHAN:
It wasn't enough, was it?
JD:
Chris wants two of us to go take a gander at that new homestead.
NATHAN:
Yeah, I'll ride. I ain't doing much good here.
GERARD:
Under the circumstances, you think we should send the women and children back?
VIN:
Be stronger if we all stick together.
RICHMOND:
We'll stick together. But you men, your job is done here.
CHARLOTTE:
Will, please.
RICHMOND:
Nobody died till they showed up to protect us.
VIN:
Didn't know at we were up against. Now we do.
RICHMOND:
People like O'Shea make a game of going against hired guns like you.
MARY:
These men aren't what O'Shea's after.
GERARD:
Mr. Richmond, I got 2 young children with me and I want as many men as possible between them and Dicky O'Shea.
CHARLOTTE:
We all feel that way, Mr. Whitman. We all do.
CHRIS:
Where's Mary?
GERARD:
She's over there. She wanted to be alone. Think it's safe?
CHRIS:
You think she'd listen to us if we told her to stay in the wagon?
GERARD:
I don't mean to pry, Mr. Larabee, but I notice that you and she have something of a friendship.
CHRIS:
Sure, you could say that.
GERARD:
Anything else to it?
CHRIS:
What are you askin'?
GERARD:
Forgive me, that was unfair. My competitive nature sometimes overwhelms my manners. But then again, a man would have to be blind not to notice her charms.
CHRIS:
Well, I ain't blind.
VIN:
O'Shea's keeping his distance. Probably hopin' we'll leave the wagons to hunt him down.
BUCK:
I hate to say it, but it might be best just to wait for his next move.
CHRIS:
All right, let's be ready for him.
BUCK:
These folks are sadder than an old woodpecker in a stone forest.
JOSIAH:
What we need is a little divine inspiration.
EZRA:
Well, come along, fiddler. Render us a more jovial tune.
BUCK:
Yeah, that's more like it!
EZRA:
Well, come on, folks. What more do you need? Your very own pied piper.
BUCK:
Whoo! Well, get up, get up!
MAN:
Whoo!
EZRA:
Good evening, young sir. Now, now. I would not describe that as a long face, but... you're obviously in a dour mood due to our limited resources. Feeling a bit peckish, are we? Fear not, my friend. Uncle Ezra's middle name is resourceful. And that is not all. I have brought you a veritable cornucopia of goodies. Beef jerky. Candy. Enjoy. Uh...uh.
EZRA:
Uh...uh. Slow down, son. You're liable to asphyxiate yourself.
EUGENE:
[groaning]
EZRA:
Good God, Boy. You'd think we were the Donner party. Here, take a little sip of this here and wash it down. There we go. A sip. A sip, not a guzzle, you little lush. Now give me that. Give me-- you're welcome. Lovely child.
EUGENE:
[burps]
CHARLOTTE:
Let's dance. It'll be nice.
MAN:
Whoo!
CHARLOTTE:
Oh, Will.
CHARLOTTE:
Care to dance, Mr. Tanner?
VIN:
Only if you call me Vin.
CHARLOTTE:
Well, all right, Vin.
O'SHEA:
Seems a shame to interrupt an Irish wake. Ahh! You about ready?
POWDER MAN:
It's all about precision and timing.
O'SHEA:
Sure, it is. Only last time, your timing was precisely wrong.
POWDER MAN:
People get in the way on occasion.
O'SHEA:
Well, you put me in a tight spot, now, haven't you? Brought a murder down on me head.
HAPPY:
It won't be the first one we've done.
O'SHEA:
It's the first one with witnesses, you edjit. Get it right this time, friend. You follow?
POWDER MAN:
Yeah, I follow.
O'SHEA:
Let's get out of here, Happy.
EUGENE:
I don't feel so good.
EZRA:
Son, the whale that swallowed Jonah doesn't eat like you. Now, next time, listen to me--
EUGENE'S MOTHER:
There you are, Eugene.
EZRA:
Hello.
EUGENE:
My tummy hurts.
EZRA:
Now, now, a gentleman never complains. He'll be fine.
EUGENE'S MOTHER:
Eugene, sweety, what's the matter?
EUGENE:
[throws up]
EUGENE'S MOTHER:
Oh, oh, honey! Oh, my. [gasps]
EZRA:
Is that mine? You know, someone must have stolen that from me. when I catch the blackguard who--
EUGENE'S MOTHER:
If you come near my baby again, I swear I will find a rifle and I will use it. Come on, baby.
VIN:
Try you make that turn. Come on now, Buck.
RICHMOND:
Get away from her! That's my wife you're dancing with.
VIN:
We're all just trying to have a good time.
JOSIAH:
All right. A little dance never hurt nobody.
RICHMOND:
He comes near my wife again, I will hurt him.
JOSIAH:
Vin, Vin, Vin, now leave it be. Leave it be. Leave it be.
POWDER MAN:
Camp town ladies sing this song doo dah, doo dah. Camp town race track, 5 miles long oh doo dah day
CHRIS:
It's coming from over that ridge.
VIN:
Everybody, find cover!
POWDER MAN:
Oh doo dah day oh doo dah day
CHRIS:
Get them horses! Ezra, Josiah, over here! Move!
POWDER MAN:
Oh doo dah day oh doo dah day. Camp town ladies sing this song oh doo dah day
GERARD:
You all right?
MARY:
I think so.
JOSIAH:
Everybody all right?
BUCK:
Left behind some pretty fancy artillery.
VIN:
Couldn't have gotten far.
CHRIS:
Spread out. Let's figure out which way they're headed. Hyah!
JOSIAH:
Stay calm. We'll take care of it.
RICHMOND:
Charlotte. Charlotte! Charlotte! They took Charlotte. I wouldn't sign over the land deed. Now they want it by sundown tomorrow or they're-- Oh, God. What have I done?
NATHAN:
This is it.
JD:
Awful nice spot.
NATHAN:
Worth killin' for?
JD:
Take a look at this. Some old mining equipment.
NATHAN:
Seems like someone's been mining the homesteaders' river.
JD:
Yeah, it looks fairly recent, too. Aah! Aah!
NATHAN:
Whoa!
JD:
You think the old guy struck gold?
NATHAN:
Yep. Probably got killed for it. That land deed O'Shea was waving around probably came off this old bastard. Nothing makes men kill each other faster than gold.
JD:
Aah!
NATHAN:
Come on, let's go.
RICHMOND:
I'm going with you, damn it!
CHRIS:
Nathan and JD won't be back for a day or two. That leaves you and Josiah to keep these wagons moving.
RICHMOND:
She's my wife, and I want her back.
VIN:
So bad you wouldn't trade a bunch of dirt for her.
RICHMOND:
The deed wasn't mine to trade.
CHRIS:
You're not coming with us. We'll bring her back. I swear it. Josiah, keep it moving.
JOSIAH:
'Long with heaven and earth if I got to.
VIN:
There she is.
BUCK:
Looks like the only way in is through the front door.
EZRA:
I suggest we agree to Mr. O'Shea's demands. Give him his ransom.
VIN:
We ain't got the deed, remember?
EZRA:
Well, fortunately, I had the foresight to bring it along.
BUCK:
Take a look at that. You don't mind do you? Let's see here. "Dear Mother, can you believe these fools now have me baby-sitting a wagon train, of all things?"
EZRA:
It goes on to say what a delightful time I'm having.
CHRIS:
Looks like a deed to me.
CHRIS:
Dicky! Hey, Dicky! I got your deed. Send the girl out. Come on.
O'SHEA:
Mighty Christian of you to ride all the way out here to bring it to us, Gunfighter. Now why don't you be a good man and bring it here?
CHRIS:
Why don't you come on up here and get it?
O'SHEA:
No, I think not. Hey!
O'SHEA:
Damn you, there on the ridge! Up on the ridge there, Boys. Damn your eyes!
EZRA:
Hey, Vin, I'll meet you back at camp. We'll hold them down. Get going.
MARY:
They'll find her. Mr. Richmond.
RICHMOND:
I should have just given him the deed right then and there. Hell with everybody else. But I got my back all up
and--
MARY:
What's done is done.
RICHMOND:
If I lose her, too, I don't know what I'll do.
EUGENE:
Nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah. Nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah.
MARY:
Eugene, please.
EUGENE:
Nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah.
JOSIAH:
Familiar with the bible, son? 'Cause there's a little place called hell I'm gonna tell you all about.
EUGENE:
Hell?
VIN:
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
CHARLOTTE:
What happened?
VIN:
You damn near fallin off from exhaustion. I guess you ain't had much to eat lately.
CHARLOTTE:
I'll be all right.
VIN:
We're gonna stop now, see if I can scare us up some supper. Why don't you sit down there on that rock and get some rest?
VIN:
There you go.
CHARLOTTE:
I didn't realize how hungry I was.
VIN:
What you been through could work up a heck of an appetite.
CHARLOTTE:
Ha ha.
VIN:
Suppose we should be going.
CHARLOTTE:
Mmm.
VIN:
Your husband's probably on the worry.
CHARLOTTE:
Vin, thank you for saving my life.
VIN:
Well, you're worth a hell of a lot more than a land deed.
CHARLOTTE:
Don't blame him for this. You don't understand. That land is everything. Giving it over would have been too much to lose. That deed doesn't belong to him alone.
VIN:
And neither do you.
CHARLOTTE:
We still got a ways to go.
VIN:
Charlotte, there's no excuse for what he did. What kind of man wouldn't give everything he had just to keep you?
CHARLOTTE:
Vin, please.
VIN:
If you were mine, I'd never let you go. I'd just thank God every day for putting you on this earth.
CHRIS:
Has he been up all night waitin' on them?
JOSIAH:
Might have run into some trouble.
BUCK:
He got into trouble, all right.
RICHMOND:
Riders comin'!
JD:
It's gold O'Shea is after.
BUCK:
You found gold?
NATHAN:
Found a dead miner.
MARY:
There's gold on the new homestead?
NATHAN:
Dicky O'Shea thinks so.
GERARD:
Imagine that. Might have bought ourselves a gold mine, Mary.
NATHAN:
Hold on, folks, don't get too excited now. We don't know for sure.
BUCK:
Gonna strike it rich, huh, Kid?
JD:
I wouldn't tell you if I did.
CHARLOTTE:
Stop it!
RICHMOND:
I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!
VIN:
Think after that you'll get around to askin' if your wife's all right?
CHRIS:
That's enough!
CHARLOTTE:
Will, we just stopped for food and rest.
VIN:
She was damn near passed out.
RICHMOND:
I can't fight all your friends. But tomorrow, we'll reach my land. You step one foot on it, Mister, I'll shoot you where you stand. You comin'?
O'SHEA:
Nice piece of land. Don't blow it up too much.
POWDER MAN:
Gently, very gently. Careful!
O'SHEA:
Happy. Take a ride down to Lennox. See Paddy McDowell. Tell him I'm in need of some men. Tell him there's more gold if they can get here by sundown tomorrow.
HAPPY:
Right.
POWDER MAN:
Won't need no extra men with what I got planned.
O'SHEA:
I'll take no more chances with these dirty farmers or their 7 hooligans.
BUCK:
How long are you gonna wait before you spill the beans about a certain married lady?
EZRA:
Oh, for shame, Mr. Wilmington, you know a gentleman never tells. Which is why I was hopin' Vin might.
BUCK:
It's a long, lonely trail, Vin. Can't you just throw a couple of old hungry dogs a bone?
EZRA:
After all, the lady in question is quite lovely, and what could be more tantalizing than an illicit affair?
VIN:
I ain't in the mood.
BUCK:
Whoa, now, Vin. He didn't mean any harm by it.
EZRA:
Little touchy, aren't we, Mr. Tanner?
BUCK:
No offense. I didn't realize it had gone that far.
EUGENE:
Josiah! Josiah!
JOSIAH:
Whoa!
EUGENE:
I found some really neat rocks. You want to come and see them?
JOSIAH:
Not just now, Eugene.
EUGENE:
Josiah, can I ride with you? You're the best rider ever!
JOSIAH:
I'm not sure, Eugene.
EUGENE'S MOTHER:
Then perhaps maybe Josiah would agree to ride in the wagon with us, Eugene.
EUGENE:
Would ya? Would ya?
EUGENE'S MOTHER:
That is, if you care to, Josiah.
JOSIAH:
Why, Ma'am, what a charming offer. I'd be delighted.
EUGENE'S MOTHER:
Come on, baby.
VIN:
He's down at the other end.
CHARLOTTE:
Vin--
VIN:
I'll be leaving tomorrow. Once we get to the new land.
CHARLOTTE:
Maybe it's for the best.
VIN:
Charlotte, I know it ain't right, but I can't pretend that there's nothing between us.
CHARLOTTE:
There is nothing between us. Do you hear me? There's no--
VIN:
You know there is. We both know it.
RICHMOND:
Charlotte, where are you?
CHARLOTTE:
It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. Just-- just go away, Vin. Just, please, just, please, just stay away from me.
CHRIS:
She may have a point.
VIN:
Takin' to followin' me around?
CHRIS:
It's gettin' out of hand. I ain't judgin' you, but this ain't the time or the place for it.
VIN:
One more person sticks their nose in my business, and I'm gonna do something I'll regret. So I'm tellin' you now, Chris, you stay out of this.
MAN:
Hey, now, move it now! Yahoo, we're rich!
CHARLOTTE:
Oh, Will, isn't it beautiful?
RICHMOND:
Let's get this wagon unpacked. Got a lot of work to do.
CHRIS:
Let's scout the perimeter. Make sure O'Shea's not lurking about.
JOSIAH:
You got it.
CHRIS:
Teams of 2.
JD:
I'll ride with Buck.
FIDDLER:
By golly, we made it, Nathan.
MARY:
Ha ha ha. I used to be better at that. Any sign of O'Shea?
CHRIS:
Not yet.
MARY:
Maybe he finally understands that these people aren't willing to give this place up. I know I wouldn't if it were mine.
CHRIS:
It sounds like you wish it were.
MARY:
Oh, no, it's just-- Gerard asked me to marry him.
CHRIS:
Congratulations.
MARY:
Well, I haven't accepted yet. I mean, I, uh, still have to talk to Billy about it. After all, it's his life, too.
CHRIS:
Somehow I never pictured you plowing fields.
MARY:
Well, starting over out here. It would be a challenge.
CHRIS:
Oh, it'd be challenging, all right. Milkin' cows, churnin' butter. Ha ha.
MARY:
There's a lot of things in my life I never pictured. But when I see Billy and Katie together, what a great father Gerard is.
CHRIS:
Sounds like you'd be foolish to turn him down.
MARY:
It does, doesn't it?
CHRIS:
I wish you the best of luck.
RICHMOND:
I want him gone. Now.
CHRIS:
He knows. Vin, we'll see you back in town. We're gonna stick around for a couple of days just in case O'Shea shows up.
VIN:
Don't leave till you're sure they're safe.
CHRIS:
All right. Watch your back.
O'SHEA:
Remember now... there's got to be at least one man with a good arm left alive to sign over that deed.
POWDER MAN:
Timing and pre--
O'SHEA:
Oh, spare me. It's results I'm lookin' for. I hope you're watching, Da. This time you're gonna see an O'Shea do the taking. Just like they done to us back home.
HAPPY:
They're coming, Dicky.
O'SHEA:
Well, I thought they would. How many guns did that little bag buy?
HAPPY:
Well, enough to trouble those 7 men.
O'SHEA:
Yeah. Looks like it might be 6 men now.
CHARLOTTE:
Vin. Vin, where are you? Vin? Vin, quit teasing me, now.
VIN:
Aah!
CHARLOTTE:
Aw, it can't be fair that I'm this happy. I just don't want to be the cause of anyone's sufferin'.
Especially not...his. He's had plenty enough.
VIN:
If you want to go back, I ain't gonna try and stop you.
JD:
Who's comin' in?
CHRIS:
Looks like Richmond.
JD:
Been out there all night?
CHRIS:
Afraid so. Any sign of 'em?
RICHMOND:
She's gone. That bastard took my wife.
CHRIS:
Well, I get the feeling it wasn't a kidnapping.
RICHMOND:
He took her. He's a dead man. Come on.
CHRIS:
Oh, boy.
O'SHEA:
Those sodbusters are gonna plant a bloomin' garden on my property. Where are those blasted
gunmen I paid for?
HAPPY:
They'll be here soon enough, Dicky.
O'SHEA:
True.
POWDER MAN:
Blind hoss stickin' in a big mud hole doo dah, doo dah can't touch bottom with a 10-foot pole
O'SHEA:
Hey! I'm short on patience, see? How long?
POWDER MAN:
Depends. You want 'em scared or dead?
O'SHEA:
Which is quicker?
KATIE:
Here. Give it to me. oh, here it comes. Gimme a high one.
MARY:
I brewed it till the spoon stood up on its own.
GERARD:
Thick as mud? Perfect.
MARY:
Ohh...
BILLY:
Got you.
MARY:
Hmm...
GERARD:
This is what it's gonna be like, you know.
MARY:
What's that?
GERARD:
Our lives..together. If you accept my proposal. I know. I promised not to pressure you.
MARY:
No, no, that's all right. I'm just...thinking.
GERARD:
About the newspaper?
MARY:
Yes. But it's more than that. It's... the town. I've just worked so hard, and... we've been trying to build something really special there-- a safe place that people can call home. That'd be hard to say good-bye to.
GERARD:
Mary... I love you. I want to be with you. And I want to be a father to your son.
MARY:
Well, I can't think of a finer man to raise my son. But this is a very big decision, and, uh, I think I need some more time to think about it.
GERARD:
All right. All right.
[tuning fiddle]
BUCK:
Heh heh. Throw it to me. throw it to me. I got the ball. I got-- come on. Come on. Get it. Go get
it. Quick! Quick. Look at those two. They're like brother and sister. Oh so, Chris, tell me... how
much longer you reckon we're gonna be stuck here?
CHRIS:
Gettin' itchy, Buck?
BUCK:
Oh, yeah. This place is peaceful as a prayer meetin', and I miss the smell of beer.
CHRIS:
I'll bet you do. Well, let's give it till morning. I still don't think we've seen the last Dicky O'Shea.
BUCK:
All right.
BILLY:
Hey Chris, what's this wire?
CHRIS:
Get away from there!
POWDER MAN:
Goin' to run all night
CHRIS:
Stay inside the wagons!
POWDER MAN:
Goin' to run all day. Bet my money on the bobtail nag somebody bet on the bay.
MAN:
Aah!
O'SHEA:
Ho ho, Powder Man. Ho ho.
POWDER MAN:
Ouch.
GERARD:
You ok?
MARY:
I think so.
JOSIAH:
Everybody, ok? You all right, Son?
EUGENE:
[groans]
JOSIAH:
All right. All right, now. Are you all right? We're all in one piece.
NATHAN:
Fiddler.
MARY:
Billy?
GERARD:
Katie?
MARY:
Billy, where are you?
GERARD:
Katie!
BUCK:
I've got Katie here.
GERARD:
Katie!
MARY:
Billy!
BUCK:
All right. It's all right.
MARY:
Ohh! Billy!
BILLY:
Mama! Mama! Ma!
MARY:
You all right?
CHRIS:
Nathan, when you can! I need help!
NATHAN:
Ok.
CHRIS:
Everyone stay inside the wagons.
BUCK:
You all right, JD?
JD:
Cowards! Why don't you show yourselves and fight like men?!
BUCK:
JD, calm down.
JD:
Shut up, Buck!
O'SHEA:
You're between a rock and a hard place, Lads. Hand over that deed and save yourselves.
JD:
Come on, show yourself, cowards! Show yourself. Fight like men. Fight like men!
NATHAN:
Hold on. Hold on. Hold on. Stay with me.
GERARD:
Will... we need to decide.
RICHMOND:
Decide, then.
JACK'S WIDOW:
We're no match for dynamite. We should leave while we can.
GERARD:
You can pull out if you want to, but this is our land. And I intend to stay right here.
JACK'S WIDOW:
If we give the man the deed, he'll let us go free.
CHRIS:
Don't count on it. O'Shea won't want to leave any witnesses. Hangin' on to that deed could be the
only thing that keeps you alive.
GERARD:
Then we're agreed?
MAN:
Agreed.
SECOND MAN:
Yeah, agreed.
WOMAN:
Agreed.
GERARD:
We will not be driven off our land by outlaws.
[all agree]
BUCK:
We sit here, they'll blow us all to hell. Let's take the fight to them.
JD:
Yeah. Let's see what they're made of at close range.
CHRIS:
All right. Sneak out of here and find out what we're up against.
GERARD:
You hear me, Dicky?! we will not be driven off our land by outlaws!
O'SHEA:
Worse than boots in a bog, this lot.
VIN:
You oughta know, my bag's always packed. I ain't one for settlin' down.
CHARLOTTE:
Think that's gonna scare me off?
VIN:
And I ain't no farmer.
CHARLOTTE:
I know who you are, Mr. Wild and Woolly.
VIN:
Somethin' else I ain't told you about me yet.
CHARLOTTE:
Say what you want. My mind's made up about you.
VIN:
There's a price on my head, for a murder I didn't do.
CHARLOTTE:
Well, then you're innocent... which is a lot more than can be said for me. Vin, you are the kindest, boldest, most exciting man I've ever known, and I will go to Mexico or Brazil or anywhere you want to run.
VIN:
I been to Mexico.
CHARLOTTE:
Then Brazil it is.
EZRA:
How's the fiddler?
FIDDLER:
[very weak]
...than... Nathan... Nathan, don't let anybody take this land.
NATHAN:
Mm-hmm.
FIDDLER:
I want you to have my land. I want you to have my land.
NATHAN:
No, I wouldn't feel right about that. No, no. No.
EZRA:
Nathan... the man is facing his final summons. Give him whatever it is he wants.
NATHAN:
He wants to sign over his share of his homestead to me, and I don't feel right about that.
EZRA:
Well, you never deny a deathbed bequest, or his-- his soul could be condemned to wander the Earth in search of another recipient.
NATHAN:
Oh.
EZRA:
Gentlemen.
JD:
Well, we got 'em matched man for man, but they got plenty of guns-- Remingtons and Winchesters alike.
BUCK:
And dynamite. We head straight at 'em, they're gonna pick us off like ducks on a pond.
JD:
If I was, O'Shea, I'd hit now while we were down. I don't know what he's waiting for.
CHRIS:
We figure out a way in there, your people willing to fight with us?
GERARD:
I don't know. They're still reeling from the last attack.
MARY:
But they didn't come all this way to quit.
GERARD:
I know. You're right. We'll be ready whenever you need us.
CHRIS:
All right, that's it, then.
ALICE:
Oh, it's Josiah! Josiah!
EUGENE:
Josiah!
JOSIAH:
Ohh!
ALICE:
The thought of you out there made Eugene's skin get up and crawl all over him. Are you all right? Did they get you?
JOSIAH:
I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm-- I'm fine.
ALICE:
Ohh! Don't you ever disappear on us again. We get inconsolable with worry.
JOSIAH:
Well...
ALICE:
I'm so glad you're all right!
CHARLOTTE:
Vin?
[bushes rustling]
CHARLOTTE:
Vin? Vin, quit teasing me, now.
MAN:
Hello!
CHARLOTTE:
Aah!
[men laughing]
CHARLOTTE:
Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah!
MAN:
Whoa. Whoa. There's 20 gunslingers just over that hill. You fire that thing and that shot will surely bring 'em runnin'.
VIN:
Who you ridin' for?!
MAN:
Calls himself Dicky O'Shea. We're the reinforcements to help keep them sodbusters off his land.
CHARLOTTE:
That's my husband's land.
MAN:
Then what are you doin' with him?
VIN:
Mind your own business! You all right?
CHARLOTTE:
I'm fine.
VIN:
We gotta go back.
CHARLOTTE:
I can't go back. I'm scared. I don't know if I'll have the strength to leave again.
VIN:
We gotta go warn 'em. Come on.
EZRA:
[sighs]
Sad day. You know, it's times like this when the fiddler's mellifluous strings will be sorely missed. You know, someone should do something to... honor his memory.
NATHAN:
I suppose so.
EZRA:
You know, this is just a thought, but...perhaps you could build something on the land he bequeathed. A shrine or a... A business in his name.
NATHAN:
This ain't about you and that damn saloon, is it? Lord, you got no shame, Ezra.
EZRA:
Actually, I was envisioning a medical facility, but if you're not interested...
NATHAN:
You want to build a hospital?
EZRA:
Yes. In which, instead of being an itinerant sawbones, you would be a full-fledged practicing physician. Think about it.
NATHAN:
Hmm.
JD:
[gasps]
BUCK:
You're gonna clean the metal right off of that thing.
JD:
Buck. You know better than to walk up on a man with a gun.
BUCK:
You nervous, Kid?
JD:
No.
BUCK:
Only a fool wouldn't be nervous. That's what'll keep you alive.
JD:
You know when those, uh... when those bombs went off earlier, I... it didn't matter how fast I was or, uh, how brave I was. It was just dumb luck that I wasn't standing right where that fiddler was.
BUCK:
Well... you'll still be dumb tonight, so your luck ought to hold out.
JD:
I'm serious.
BUCK:
I know. I know.
JD:
I could go and get myself killed, and I'd never have a chance to... ride with the Rangers, never
have a chance to see San Francisco. Hell, I could make Casey a widow before I've even have a
chance to marry her.
BUCK:
I don't know about the Rangers... but at least Casey can console herself knowing your true feelings.
JD:
Not...quite.
BUCK:
You mean you didn't tell her how you felt about her?
JD:
No, I was, uh... I mean, I was planning on it.
BUCK:
[clears throat]
Well, you know soldiers, they pen letters to their sweethearts... to show them that they were
thinking about them. You might want to take that lesson. You can write, can't you?
CHRIS:
Buck! JD! Let's go.
BUCK:
Let's go.
MARY:
Chris, wait.
CHRIS:
You back for good?
VIN:
Come to warn you. O'Shea's hired 20 new guns. They're right on our heels.
JD:
20 more guns? This will get interesting.
BUCK:
We got time to take out O'Shea and his men before they get here?
VIN:
Doubt it.
RICHMOND:
You got 5 seconds to get off my land.
CHRIS:
Drop the gun.
RICHMOND:
This don't concern you, Larabee.
CHARLOTTE:
Will, this is not gonna change anything.
JOSIAH:
All right, now, fella... we're all in this together.
VIN:
Let him go. Mister, this ain't the time. If you want to keep these people alive, we got work to do.
MARY:
Charlotte, come with me. Let's get you cleaned up.
CHRIS:
Josiah. Find me as much powder as you can.
CHARLOTTE:
Ow. Oh.
MARY:
Here, let me.
CHARLOTTE:
I expect you consider me a loose woman, runnin' off like did.
MARY:
I don't judge you, Charlotte.
CHARLOTTE:
Then you'd be alone in that.
MARY:
Charlotte, this life is harsh enough. If you get a chance at happiness, I'd say grab it. Because you never know when it may come around again.
NATHAN:
How about lending a hand, Ezra? Uhh!
EZRA:
So... you given any more thought to gracing this wasteland with a proper medical facility?
NATHAN:
Why don't you quit blowin' smoke and say what you really want, 'cause I know it ain't a hospital.
EZRA:
Why, Nathan, you doubt my sincerity?
NATHAN:
You better believe it.
EZRA:
All right. There's gold in that ground, and the anticipation of it is burning a hole in my stomach.
NATHAN:
Ezra, this is not your land. It never was, and it never will be.
EZRA:
Ohh! Ohh!
NATHAN:
Yep. That works.
EZRA:
That's not kind. Not kind at all.
JD:
Buck, give me that. Buck, give it to me!
BUCK:
"Dear Casey, how are you?"
JD:
Give that to me!
BUCK:
"I nearly got myself killed today. Got me thinkin' how much I miss fishin' with you"? What is that?
JD:
What?
BUCK:
What? You're not holdin' hands with your sister here.
JD:
I know that.
BUCK:
Well, women like love talk.
JD:
What-- love talk? What's this love talk?
BUCK:
Well, I'll tell you. It's something like... "I love the taste... of your rosy red lips... and that sweet honey nectar... ooh. That sway of your hips."
JD:
Buck, that's awful. Give me that.
BUCK:
That's pure gold. Gotta remember that.
O'SHEA:
Well, it's about time.
EUGENE:
Right here. Over here!
JD:
Here! Billy!
[kids laughing]
JD:
You can't catch with your face.
CHRIS:
Thank you.
MARY:
Maybe coming on this wagon train wasn't one of my better ideas.
CHRIS:
Well, to tell you the truth, without you, I don't think we would have made it this far. You're a special lady.
MARY:
I've decided to marry Gerard.
CHRIS:
He's a good man.
MARY:
Yeah. I think a boy deserves a father growing up.
CHRIS:
So do I. Billy seems to get along just fine with him. What about you?
MARY:
What about me?
CHRIS:
Do you love him?
MARY:
[sighs]
CHRIS:
A little bit?
CHARLOTTE:
What do you see out there?
VIN:
Quiet so far. Here, have a look. What do you see?
CHARLOTTE:
Hmm. I see... Brazil. But it's fading. I don't know how much longer I can see it.
VIN:
Don't quit on me yet, Charlotte. We'll get there.
[firing]
CHRIS:
Down! Everybody down! Everybody take cover!
EUGENE:
Hey!
MARY:
Billy!
CHRIS:
Get the kids! Take cover! Take cover! Here they come!
JD:
Get down, everybody!
MAN:
Kill 'em all! Kill 'em all!
CHRIS:
Hold your fire! First shots Vin and Buck's! Hold it! Get down.
RICHMOND:
I can shoot.
CHRIS:
Good! Get down!
CHRIS:
Hold it! Buck! Fire!
O'SHEA:
Flank 'em! Flank 'em!
EZRA:
Wait. Wait. Now!
MAN:
Aah!
JOSIAH:
Chinny up!
O'SHEA:
Mount up! Let's move!
RICHMOND:
Uhh!
O'SHEA:
Gid-up! Gid-up!
CHRIS:
Nathan!
RICHMOND:
[groaning]
NATHAN:
Hold still, now.
RICHMOND:
Charlotte! Charlotte!
NATHAN:
Get my bag!
RICHMOND:
[groaning and gasping]
HAPPY:
I'm goin' to join your da, Dicky.
O'SHEA:
You take that smile off your face! You're goin' nowhere! Nowhere, you hear me?!
GERARD:
I want to thank you for all you've done.
CHRIS:
Job's not over. O'Shea will be back.
GERARD:
With more new men. The children can't stand another fight. O'Shea... O'Shea can have this place.
MARY:
Gerard.
JD:
Wait, now. You're givin' up now?
GERARD:
We took a vote. These folks don't want to risk it. Too many dead already.
JD:
But we finally got O'Shea half-whipped.
GERARD:
Like I said before...
CHRIS:
Whether you stay or go back, he's not gonna want to leave any witnesses.
GERARD:
That's why we're hopin'... you'll ride with us.
CHRIS:
Sure. We'll take you back. Gerard. How'd you vote?
GERARD:
Majority rules.
GERARD:
O'Shea!
POWDER MAN:
Might want to take a look at this.
O'SHEA:
About time.
GERARD:
Move 'em out!
O'SHEA:
Safe journey to you. Blow 'em all to hell.
VIN:
Got out of there awful easy.
CHRIS:
Seemed that way.
VIN:
Chris, I'd like to set things straight.
CHRIS:
It's your life. None of my business.
VIN:
Reckon you think I'm in the wrong here.
CHRIS:
What I think is you're already gone.
VIN:
I'm right here.
CHRIS:
For how long? I need to know I can depend on you, Vin. Let me know when I can.
ALICE:
Isn't he an angel when he's sleepin'?
JOSIAH:
That he is Ma'am?
ALICE:
It's Alice. Remember?
JOSIAH:
Oh, right. Alice.
ALICE:
Or you can call me... Honey or Sweetheart or my favorite-- Pumpkin.
JOSIAH:
Well... all right... Alice.
ALICE:
Of course, those'll just be our at-home names.
JOSIAH:
What home?
ALICE:
Why, yours, of course. You do want Eugene and I with you, don't you? Josiah? We have no place
to go.
JOSIAH:
Hyah!
ALICE:
We'd make... a wonderful family.
JOSIAH:
Well, uh... we would make heavenly alchemy together, Ma'am, that's... for sure. Hyah!
[laughing and playing the harmonica]
O'SHEA:
Hey there, laddie! Quit pannin' me gold! Hey! Let that be a caution. You got your pay. The rest
belongs to me. now enjoy yourselves, huh? Ha ha ha ha!
[harmonica resumes]
EZRA:
That is your land, Nathan, and...I'll fight O'Shea all the way to the Supreme Court for it.
NATHAN:
You ever get tired of kickin' up so much dust?
EZRA:
What-- you're right. My... pecuniary interests do shame me.
NATHAN:
I'm glad something does.
EZRA:
But with my-- with my greed and your property, we could actually do some good. You see, if we use the gold to build a haven... for gamblers--
NATHAN:
A gambling hall.
EZRA:
From which a healthy percentage of the profits would be dedicated to your hospital--
NATHAN:
Save your breath. I already gave my share of the homestead to Jack's widow.
EZRA:
Uh... would that be the, uh... the obviously fertile beauty performing her ablutions?
NATHAN:
You just don't give up, do you?
EZRA:
Huh?
NATHAN:
Never mind.
EZRA:
Pardon me...Ma'am. Hello. Can I give you a hand with that?
CHARLOTTE:
How do you feel?
RICHMOND:
Are you staying, Charlotte?
CHARLOTTE:
Till you're on your feet.
RICHMOND:
If it's not too late, can you forgive me?
CHARLOTTE:
I think we both could use a little forgiveness.
JD:
You happen to see that letter I'm pennin' to Casey? Can't seem to find it anywhere. Buck thought
you might know where it is.
BUCK:
"My desire for you is like a thirst... that can't be quenched. With love in my heart, yours forever, JD"
GERARD:
They're sleeping like rocks. Doubt we'll be as lucky tonight.
MARY:
You're a fine man, Gerard. And I care for you a great deal.
GERARD:
You know... it's funny how someone can change so much... and yet 10 years later... the exact same words come out of their mouths.
MARY:
I'm sorry.
GERARD:
Shh...
POWDER MAN:
Heh heh heh heh ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha!
POWDER MAN:
[humming camptown races]
Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha! Uhh! Go back home with a pocketful of tin oh, doo dah day
JD:
Whoo!
CHRIS:
You all right?
VIN:
Most of me.
CHRIS:
All right, come on.
NATHAN:
Vin.
CHRIS:
You sure you're all right?
VIN:
I feel better than I look.
CHRIS:
All right, let's go find Dicky O'Shea.
MEN:
[talking in low tones]
GERARD:
We're goin' with you. Sometime, somewhere, you gotta fight for what's yours.
CHRIS:
You're right. But we're goin' alone.
GERARD:
Why? You don't think we're up to it?
CHRIS:
You got children to look after. Maybe a new wife.
ALICE:
Josiah! No, don't go! You should stay here with us, let those other men go and fight. If anything happens to you,
BUCK:
Look at Josiah. Helpless as a cow in quicksand.
ALICE:
Josiah, please be careful.
JOSIAH:
I gotta go.
JD:
Anybody know how to use these? They left us the whole bag.
BUCK:
I'll teach you how, Kid.
CHRIS:
Come on.
CHARLOTTE:
Let me see.
O'SHEA:
Deeper there. I told you you got to dredge deeper.
BUCK:
We're never gonna reach 'em from up here.
EZRA:
Well... perhaps this will help. The dear boy lent it to me.
[lit fuse hissing]
CHRIS:
Throw down your weapons!
[shouting]
BUCK:
Yeah, we're gonna send you into next year!
O'SHEA:
There's no quit in Dicky O'Shea!
BUCK:
I was hopin' he'd say that.
CHRIS:
Hyah! Come on, Boys, let's get after 'em!
JD:
Hyah! Hyah! Whoo-hah!
VIN:
Let's get 'em, Boys! Come on, let's go!
CHRIS:
Where you runnin', Dicky?! thought there were no quittin' in Dicky O'Shea.
O'SHEA:
All right. All right, Gunfighter. Here. You take the gold. Ohh! Ohh!
JOSIAH:
Excuse me, Eugene.
ALICE:
Oh, there's no need for that, Josiah, since we're headin' back to town with you.
JOSIAH:
Well, yeah, but not until I complete my vow of silence and abstinence.
ALICE:
Y-you're what?
JOSIAH:
Oh, yeah. Sometimes they last for years. But you don't have to concern yourself with that. This one shouldn't take more than about 6, 8 months.
ALICE:
6 or 8 months?
JOSIAH:
Oh, you would love the simplicity of it. You wear burlap robes and... eat only the things you find on the ground, you know, like--like twigs and crawlin' creatures. You really develop a taste for grasshoppers and ants--
ALICE:
Oh, my. W-well, you know Josiah-- would you mind unloading the rest of that furniture? I--I just-- I think it's best if Eugene and I wait for you here.
JOSIAH:
Oh.
ALICE:
Thank you.
JOSIAH:
Oh. Eugene, get the rest of that stuff off of there, would you?
CHARLOTTE:
I thought I'd unpack for him, and then I'm ready to go.
VIN:
How's he feeling?
CHARLOTTE:
Oh, he'll be up and around in no time. And I'll be in Brazil.
VIN:
I ain't goin' to Brazil.
CHARLOTTE:
Vin, you don't have to do this. I'm ready to go. I--I swear.
VIN:
I've changed my mind about us, Charlotte. I'm sorry. It's best this way.
CHARLOTTE:
No.
NATHAN:
So the lady's hangin' on to her gold, huh?
EZRA:
That gold... by that river will barely yield enough reward to see them through a disagreeable winter. Hyah!
GERARD:
You all packed up?
MARY:
Just about.
GERARD:
Mary. Don't be so sad. One of these days I'll show up on your doorstep and sweep you off your feet.
BILLY:
Chris! Ma said I can ride with you! Can I? Can I, please?
CHRIS:
You bet, Billy. There you go.
CHRIS:
You all right, Vin?
VIN:
She belongs here. It's the life she's always wanted.
JD:
You know, Buck, I still can't find that letter.
BUCK:
"My darling lover..." thought I'd post it for you, JD
JD:
Give that to me.
BUCK:
Ah... "I love the taste of your rosy red lips... and sway of your hips."
[all laughing]