Dead Man's Burden
(Silence)
(Noise)
(Horse Galloping)
(Noise)
(Gunshot)
(Horse Neighing)
(Noise)
(Gunshot)
(Footsteps)
(Music)
(Noise)
(Gunshots)
(Noise)
This must be the
saddle bum
they damn ran off our deer.
Well, we'll be.
You do that?
You run off our deer?
Only deer that's been
through here passed that way,
about an hour ago, I reckon?
You calling me a damn liar?
(Noise)
Ain't one to judge a man
before I've had a chance
to meet him.
Wade McCurry.
(Noise)
Archie Ainsworth.
He ain't apologized
for the deer.
That there's my brother
Ben, we're out of Georgia.
(Noise)
Where do you hail from, Wade?
Cheyenne.
Before that?
Texas originally.
Pleasure is all mine.
And you reckon your brother
might lower his sidearm?
fellow Southerner, are you Ben?
(Noise & Music)
Hood's Texans, you
know at the sight of them,
them damn Yankees just throw
down their guns,
run like a wind.
You should have seen
them at CHeckamauga.
Yellow-belied cowards,
the whole damn lot.
Running don't
make a man of coward.
Who do you serve under?
Was it Hood?
What you all boys doing now?
We're heading west.
I heard there's a strike--
Shut your trap.
I ain't got no interest
in mining.
That's like saying
you ain't got no interest
in making it rich.
Can't rightly say I do.
The fact is, I'm trying
my hand at farming.
Farming?
You don't look like
no farmer I ever saw.
That's on account
of being Deputy
of Cheyenne the last two years.
Well, Deputy, you ain't
said who you served under.
I thought.
Hold it there, Ben.
(Music)
We're keeping
company with a deserter.
I thought.
Under Taylor then?
Not under Taylor.
Not under Smith.
Hector or Hood neither.
I served in the
command of General Thomas.
[Background Music] Don't
know no General Thomas.
Thought you boys
said you're CHeckamauga.
Yankee traitor!
(Gunshots & Music)
(Noise & Music)
Don't.
(Gunshot)
(Noise & Music)
I got to go before a judge.
Promise me, next time,
a self-respecting Southerner
asked you who you served under.
I ain't no traitor.
Next time you ought to lie.
I ain't no liar neither.
Yeah, just 'cause
you made peace
with your past don't
mean the world has.
Well, that damn well
cooled off already.
(Noise)
I got to go before
a judge or not?
No. It seems like
a fair fight to me.
I'll just have stovetop Charlie
bring his China man over.
Yep. You're going
to be pig food.
Yes, you are you
[inaudible] dirt.
Wade, seeing as how you
ain't been around lately.
By the by, the way [inaudible]
has been talking sounds
as though she's aiming to make
a respectful man out of you.
Thank you kindly if you'd
dispose of that for me.
Joe McCurry your Pa?
which one of us you're asking.
Don't you think you
ought to read the thing?
Ain't as though
he read any of mine.
(Noise)
That's your family.
(Noise)
No. This man said he'd shoot
me if I ever came back to him.
(Noise)
This is why we have
horses in the first place.
Can't ride them all day.
Just give me a
gosh darn minute.
Sh*t. I'm starting to have
second thoughts whether you're
going to be all right
without me.
Hell Wade, you were my
Deputy, it ain't like we're kin.
I ain't your responsibility.
I told you to quit
about the damn letter.
My boy is hiding down
in Mexico on account
of a killing over a girl.
That's a hanging offense.
And yet a day don't
go by where me
and Janie [phonetic]
don't think on him.
'Cause that's the thing about
blood, Wade, ain't nothing
in this world can
truly break it.
Come on.
He really threatened
to shoot you?
I ain't home now, am I?
Well, ever occur to you
that he just might
have changed his mind?
(Noise)
(Noise & Music)
And so saith the Lord,
"As the heavens are higher
than the earth, so are My
ways higher than your ways."
All we know is this
world around us
and the people who inhabit it.
We trust your grace of love to--
This ain't no saloon.
Fine sermon Reverend.
Sure is. Ain't for
his ears though.
There ain't no kind words ever
escaped your father's lips
about that fella.
We are here to remember
the dead not dishonor them
Well, this here
greedy carpetbagging son
of a b*tch is a doing your
family the damn dishonor.
Now, you know, I would
never do Joe no disrespect,
but it ain't right.
(Noise)
It'd be fine if you
come stand by Heck and me.
Pa would've wanted
it that way, I think.
You mean that?
He lost to you at cards
more times that he could count.
Still he kept on coming back.
But you think you and
Heck might maybe want to come
man one of these days?
You sing with me?
[Singing] Shall we
gather at the river
where bright angel
feet have trod.
With its crystal tide forever
flowing by the throne of God.
(Footsteps)
Mr. Lane.
My apologies for the
trouble my presence has caused.
As far as meetings
I'd say yours wasn't
all that bad.
Best not begrudge
a man in mourning.
Me and your father
were very close.
Well, ain't nobody else
could stand neither of them.
Well, my thanks to you for
allowing me to be in attendance.
You've come to understand
a man sitting
across a negotiating
table and your father was
as fine as he was hardheaded.
Well, perhaps one day soon,
you'll get to know us that well.
Is that a fact?
I'm not my father, Mr. Lane.
And you certainly are not.
I do imagine you
have an asking price.
Mr. Lane, you're paying
respects to my father.
Business will be conducted
at the proper time.
I appreciate your support
in this [inaudible].
(Noise)
Lady said her goodbyes.
Well, you let her
know I'll be back
in a month's time
with a bill of sale.
to be done with this place,
[Background Music]
Tell me, Mr. Kirkland,
you ever traveled
to Morris, Kansas?
I may have ridden through.
Well, I hear it
used to be beautiful,
especially by firelight.
It'll be a pleasure
doing business with you.
(Noise & Music)
(Noise)
Damn mule got in
the locoweed again.
I have to put it down.
(Noise)
It needed to be done.
(Noise)
Lane ain't by today.
He'll come.
A few weeks is what he said.
You got to eat.
I like how much
you like my food.
(Noise)
We got enough.
(Noise)
These all the food we'll
have in San Francisco?
Well, I heard [inaudible]
took another herd up to Kansas.
It could be.
Cows are no better
than crops.
We're opening a hotel.
I ain't exactly
the hotel type.
We weren't exactly
the farming type either.
It'll be a grand place.
Grandness in San Francisco
with large green drinks,
a polished wood entrance,
children running all through.
Lane's coming.
(Noise)
That ain't Lane.
(Horse Galloping)
(Footsteps)
Do we have to?
Stay in the house.
(Noise)
This McCurry place?
Who's asking?
I ain't angling for a fight.
Folks don't ride out this
way lest they're angling
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