Blood Moon

Pete, ol' pal...

we've been together a long time.

This is where we say goodbye.

I just can't see

you suffer no more.

So long, partner.

It'll be getting

dark soon, Pete.

I best find me some place

to bed down for the night.

Blasted coyotes.

Thought I'd scared

them off yesterday.

You varmints, let's

get a good look at you.

Don't come back, you bastards!

Hush now.

It's just a rat.

Looking for somewhere

warm to sleep.

When the stage

gets here tomorrow,

you gotta be fresh and strong.

40 miles from here to Lassiter.

Oh, Jesus H. Christ!

Right, you put your hands up,

and you don't do anything

stupid now, you hear?

I'm gonna ask you gentlemen

to put all your

money on the counter.

Sure.

Now, move it!

Keep your powder dry, Jeb.

We've got it, come on, let's go.

What you looking at, little boy?

Damn it, come on!

What are you looking at?

Face the other way if you

know what's good for you!

Now let's get out of here!

You alright, Lloyd?

Hurts like hell, but I'll live.

Grab him, doc.

Aw, jeez they got Van Corren.

That's a damn shame.

The bullet's gone clean through.

Did you see who it was?

No, but one of them said,

"you gotta keep your

powder dry, Jeb",

has to be the Norton brothers.

Don't jump

to conclusions, Lloyd.

There's more than one

Jeb in these parts.

I've got a cousin

Jeb, in Denver.

And your brother's name

is Jeb, ain't it Lloyd?

I'm telling you, it was them.

They've robbed five

banks already this year.

Was only a matter of

time till they hit mine.

Well, looks like

they headed north.

There's a good chance

they'll bump into the coach.

The one Jake's on?

Yeah.

I'll take you down to my office.

They were riding hard.

They're gonna need

fresh horses soon.

Only one place

they'll find them.

Palm Flats.

Palm Flats.

Pardon my curiosity but,

is that wedding ring new?

Me and Jake just got married

in Durango, four days ago.

We've only known each

other three weeks.

I was attending a trial.

Jake's deputy

marshal of Lassiter.

First day in town, met

Sarah, we got talking,

and well, here we are.

You must be some talker, mister.

And now I'm Mrs. Jake Norman.

I have a weakness

for pretty rings.

Is that Mexican silver?

Yes, indeed.

My husband gave it

to me as a present,

the day we opened the

Golden Garter in Lednam.

You run a saloon?

Dan said they'd look after me.

Your husband must be

a very generous man.

Excuse me, Mr. Norman?

Jake, you can call me Jake.

Jake, I'm a reporter.

You seem a little young

for a newspaper man, mister?

Henry Lester, with

the London Times.

I'm writing a series of

articles about the wild west.

I'd like to ask

you a few questions

about being a deputy marshal.

Sure.

Right, here we go.

How many men have you shot?

Put the book away, Henry.

Jake's on his honeymoon.

Have you ever visited Lassiter?

It ain't much more

than a one-horse town.

And they shot that

horse 20 years ago.

Jake tells me it's a

wonderful place to setup home.

Do you believe

everything he tells you?

Well, Sarah and me

don't have any secrets.

Do we darling?

Will your husband be

meeting you in Denver?

Dan died three years ago.

But I still call myself

Mrs. Marie Cooper.

And I miss him every day.

I'm sorry.

We had eleven years together.

That's more that some.

Sorry folks!

Hey Yancy, you told me you have

the most comfortable

stages in the west.

Well, we do Jake.

But this here,

ain't one of them!

Ho-ha. yo!

You see him Yancy?

You think I'm blind?

I don't know.

Stage line don't pay me to stop,

for no cowboy, down on his luck.

Don't worry, father.

I'll protect you.

Well, you got

me to stop, stranger.

State your business.

My name's Calhoun and I'd

like to board your stage,

if there's room.

Where's your horse?

Broke his leg yesterday.

You shoot him?

No, I wrestled him to the

ground and beat him to death.

Now, now.

There's no need to

be disrespectful.

Especially when you got

a shotgun pointed at you.

Apologies, gentlemen,

where you headed?

We're going to Pine

Flats in a couple hours,

get fresh horses and

then on to Denver.

Denver, huh?

I've never been there.

Well, you wanna put that

right, fa re's six dollars.

Six, you only charge four...

Would you shut up?

I'll give you one

dollar now in good faith,

and the rest when

you get me to Denver.

Whoa, easy.

Alright, sling

your stuff up on top.

Get yourself inside.

Name's Calhoun

and I'd appreciate

you holstering those guns.

Anyone mind if I?

Where you from, Calhoun?

Well, I'd tell you but,

you'd never have heard of it.

Next stop, Pine Flats.

Tick-tock,

tick-tock Ahiga.

What have you got for me?

Don't make me wait all day.

I got four.

Ah-ha, well

that's not gonna scare me off.

I raise you four.

Beat that.

Show me what you got.

Full house.

Ahiga, you're a

low-down, cheating snake.

If you were a man,

I'd cut your heart out,

you half-breed b*tch!

If you were a man, you

wouldn't cheat at cards,

you skunk-breath toad,

and your wife told me

you were a lousy lover.

Not again.

Antahini, antahini!

Causing trouble

again, Black Deer?

Join me fora drink, marshal?

There's a saloon

down the street.

I prefer to do my

drinking in here.

And your gambling,

and your fighting.

Joanie Loumis don't

mind, do you Joanie?

I've always been willing to

do business with the Indians.

That may be so, but I

don't want to catch you

serving that girl whiskey again.

Hey, what are you my father?

You've got no right

talking to me like that.

I got every right.

What the hell's got

into you today, Wade?

I just got back from telling

Jenny Corbin she's a widow.

Got any coffee on the stove?

Coffee?

Yeah, I'll bring you a cup.

Bring me the pot, and two cups.

Coming right up.

Navajo hate coffee.

Prefer firewater.

Taste good.

Guess you heard

about the robbery.

Yeah everyone's saying

it was the Nortons.

Yeah, no one's

willing to form a posse.

Drink it, all of it.

Loumis, where'd

you find this coffee?

Up the rear end of a buffalo?

I said drink it.

I need your help, Black Deer.

I'll pay you 10 dollars.

And a bottle of whiskey.

Alright.

But until those outlaws

are behind bars,

coffee's the only thing

you'll be drinking.

What do you say?

I'll give it some consideration.

Well, don't wait too long.

I'm intent on riding out soon.

Then I need to tell you about

the dream-vision

I had last night.

Been a while since you

bored me about one of those.

An evil Navajo spirit,

a creature that kills in

the light of the blood moon,

yee naaldlooshi.

A skin-walker?

That's just legend.

It's more than legend, Wade.

They're real, and

they're out there.

I don't suppose

you've ever seen one?

Well, would you believe

me if I said I had?

A skin-walker is

a Navajo warrior,

banished from their

tribe, for learning

the forbidden secret

of shape-shifting into,

god dammit Wade,

you're looking at me

like I've been chewing peyote.

The time of the blood

moon is almost upon us,

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