Forsaken Page #3

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Everything's all right.

You got two men dead,

one by your own hand,

Chadwick's still on his land,

and I may not be as clever as you,

but to my way of thinking

no way that adds up...

to all right.

If these things aren't dealt with quickly,

it could give the others ideas.

The last thing we need is these muddle

heads thinking they can stand up to us.

Regret marrying me?

What kind of question is that?

I seen John Henry here earlier today.

So?

So, I know how you felt about him.

That was a long time ago.

You're my husband, Tom.

I have no regrets.

- I'm sorry for your loss.

- No, you ain't.

Eventually...

someone's gonna have the nerve

to stand up to you.

And when that day comes,

I want to be here to spit on your grave.

Well, ma'am, feel free to do so.

Provided you can find your way

to the front of the line.

20 pounds of seed, salt.

- I'll settle the account.

- All right, Reverend.

I'm in a bit of a hurry.

You don't mind if I cut in here, do ya?

Gimme a box of .44 skins

and a bottle of that tonic water.

I got me a headache.

You done?

I look like I'm done?

- Look what you made me do.

- I'll just clean that up.

No, no, it's all right.

John Henry'll get it.

Won't you, John Henry?

- Yeah, get it all.

- Don't miss that spot over there.

And you got some on my boot.

You know, I don't care

for the way you're looking at me.

You know what your problem is, John Henry?

You wanna act like a pilgrim, but...

you still got the attitude of a killer.

I'll come back later, Mr. Parsons.

Where do ya think you're going?

- Get out of my way.

- Ya see? There ya go, being rude again.

No!

Not so smart, are you now, gunslinger?

No!

Somebody help us.

Hey, hey, come on now. We're just funnin'.

Come on, Ned, hit him again.

Come on, John Henry, get up.

John Henry, stay down.

Somebody help! Please!

- It's John Henry.

- Where you going?

- He needs help.

- Well, others will help him.

He's my friend.

I said get back here, woman!

Welcome, gentleman.

Why don't you get

the gentlemen some drinks?

You must be really thirsty

to be drinking in my place.

Let me be.

I heard about what happened on the street.

Seems women get bolder

every year, don't they?

I believe I have a proposal

which might be of benefit to both of us.

Now the last thing I want is to interfere

in a man's marital affairs,

but it appears that a change

in locale for you

might be a solution for both of us.

When you got a fox in the henhouse...

only two things to do:

Kill the fox or move the henhouse.

Sell the land...

take the money, move away.

Far, far from here...

and John Henry Clayton.

Done.

Oh, my.

How are you feeling?

I wish people would stop asking me that.

It's only natural for friends to inquire.

Is that what we are, Dave?

Friends?

I'd like to think so.

Then answer me this...

Do you think there's a place

for men like us to go,

get away from the killing?

My experience would lead me to say no.

After the war I swore to myself

I'd never pick up a gun again.

You can't go through something like that

and expect to be who you were.

I suppose.

May I ask,

what was the worst of it for you?

Without a doubt, Shiloh.

I would concur.

That first day at Owl Creek

I lost a lot of good friends.

I was there at Owl Creek.

I do not recall seeing you there.

I was on the other side of the creek.

Well.

It would appear the past

is close to repeating itself with us.

I feel you and I are headed

for an inevitable conclusion.

I got no fight with you, Dave.

Besides, if I was looking for trouble,

you'd already know it.

How so?

'Cause I'd have gone into town

and I'd have killed Frank and that big fella.

I do admire your restraint,

John Henry. I do.

God knows I could not turn the other cheek

the way that you have. But...

I also know if you kick a dog

long enough, he's gonna bite.

So whatever it is that's given you

the strength to stay out of this,

I pray you hold on to it.

I don't wanna see you

on the other side of that creek.

The Lord is my light and my salvation.

Whom should I fear?

The Lord is the strength of my life.

Of whom shall I be afraid?

Teach me thy way, oh, Lord.

Lead me in a smooth path

because of my enemies.

Do not deliver me to the will

of my adversaries.

And such as breathe out...

violence.

I would have lost heart...

if I had not believed...

that I would see the goodness of the Lord

in the land of the living.

Wait for the Lord.

Be of good courage...

and he shall strengthen your heart.

Wait, I say, on the Lord.

Amen.

- Hey there.

- Hey.

It's good to see you

finding your way back.

- Thank you.

- We're leaving now!

You stay away from her.

- What are you saying, Tom?

- You don't think I see what's going on?

What's going on?

- Tom.

- Stay out of this, Reverend.

Look at all of us?

He comes back here after all these years

and we welcome him home with...

smiles and open arms.

Why?

I'll tell you why.

'Cause we're all afraid of him...

and the things he's done

and things he might do.

You think you can walk back in here

after all these years and just...

pick up where you left off?

I understand what you're thinking,

Tom, but you're wrong.

Then tell me you don't love her.

Go on.

I want you to tell me in front of God,

your father, and everyone here

that you don't love her.

Say it!

Tell me you don't love her!

You're wrong about him, Tom.

Mr. McCurdy, I need to talk to you.

The papers will be ready

for you to sign Tuesday.

No, I've decided not to sell to you.

Something funny?

I'm amused at how many times

my ears play tricks on me.

For a moment I thought I heard you

say you wish to extricate yourself

from the agreement we made. Of course,

I know you couldn't've said that.

I did say that. See, I been thinking my...

Shut up!

Before you open your yap again,

I want you to consider

the full ramifications

of your f***ing actions.

We had a deal.

- I didn't sign nothing.

- Words were spoke. Hands were shook.

Well, I've had a change of heart.

Come to realize that a new start

don't mean much if you...

- you carrying old feelings with you.

- Well, that's very f***ing deep, Tom.

Almost poetic.

And as I wipe a weepy tear

from my eye let me say this...

I'm not one who holds high principles,

but when a man shakes my hand...

and says he's gonna do something,

I expect him to follow through.

Now you be here before

the end of business Tuesday

and sign those papers,

and bid this town a fond farewell

or suffer the f***ing consequences.

Well, I ain't gonna just sit here

pretending that you and I

have ever seen eye to eye on, well...

pretty much anything.

Reason I ain't coming here

begging for forgiveness

is because I don't think I deserve it.

But I would be mighty grateful if you could

make my purpose a little more clear to me.

Before I came home, I was just drifting.

Town to town.

Ended up in a small place called

Norton, way over in Kansas.

Been riding hard,

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