Gallows Road: The Path to Gallows Road Page #3

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Be a husband.

It's family, Jake. It's

the greatest gift of all.

- I'm done.

- Lord, we bless your name.

Hallelujah!

Come on, put your hands together

for our preacher,

Preacher Sam, come on!

- Amen!

What a wonderful God we have!

This morning, my sermon comes

to you from the book of...

- What're you doing here?

- I figured I'd come try it out.

- Who, among you,

if he has 100 sheep,

and loses one of them,

does not leave the

99 in the wasteland,

and follow the last

one until he finds it?

There will likewise be

more rejoicing in heaven

over the repentance

of one sinner,

than over 99 righteous people

who have no need to repent.

- Amen!

- - Amen!

- When those Cain

boys gonna repent?

- We let the law do its job.

- Preacher, that

sheriff ain't done nothin'

about what happened

to that man's family.

- We put our trust in God.

We don't follow man's

law, we follow God's law.

Amen, let the church say amen.

- You did pretty good up there.

- Oh, I get a little

happy, if you know what I mean.

Preacher Sam,

pleased to meet you.

- Hey, Preacher Sam.

- Who are the Cain brothers?

- They're a couple of

boys needing prayers.

- Let's go, Puck.

- Nice meeting

you, Preacher Sam.

- Nice meeting you, too.

- Come on, let's go!

- Okay!

- Stick 'em up!

- You scared the

crawdads outta me, Bay!

Don't do that!

- Now, we're even.

You seen anything?

- Ain't seen nothin' yet.

Old man's been

sleeping on his porch.

Seems like forever.

- You'd think he'd be

thirsty, or hungry...

- Hasn't moved a muscle.

I just don't get how he could

stay still for that long.

- I could stay still forever.

- Pff, sure.

- - Yeah.

- Get off, Bay.

- What're you talking about?

- Get your hands off of me!

- What're you talking about?

Get your hands off...

Uncle Bob?

- Come on.

- Oh, we're so busted.

- You know better, Bay.

- Oh, no. No

wonder he didn't move.

- Here. Sit down.

- Yes, Sir.

- You wanna tell me why you two

been snoopin'

around my property?

Trespassing is against the

law. You know that, don't you?

- I wouldn't mind being

that scarecrow right now.

- It was her idea.

I just wanted to go home.

- What?!

You know you wanted

to check him out!

You said he was some sort

of Bigfoot or something.

- Did not!

- - Did so!

- I did not!

You.

You have some real

neat stuff, Uncle Bob.

Did you make all this?!

- Yeah, it's all pretty cool.

Wish I could make

stuff like this.

- Come on, Puck.

- Yeah. I made 'em.

- The other day, I was looking

at a picture on your mantle.

Is that your family?

I'm Puck.

What's your dog's name?

- Shep.

- Cool, I like that name.

Come on, Bay.

- Bye, Uncle Bob.

- Every time I see

that tree over there,

it reminds me of when

I was a little boy,

and me and my daddy, we

planted this little seed

that grew into something

really beautiful.

That's how God is with us.

He takes our family, and

He rains down his love,

and we become all

that we can be.

- Bob?

- I love you, too, Daddy.

- Dad, I love you.

- I know, son. Love you guys.

- I trust you, Bob.

- What you doing, son?

- Changing the battery,

but I wanna check the oil first.

- Yeah?

All right, well I don't have

to be at work for a while.

Would you like to go for a walk?

- I'll go when you get back.

It's just a battery.

- It's just a

battery. Looks good.

Sounds good. All right,

I'll see you in a bit.

- Want some lemonade?

- Yeah.

- Hello?

- Hey, Bob.

I, uhh...

got your things.

Salt, sugar, cereal,

toothpaste, and

toilet paper.

It's good to see you, Bob.

Man, these are beautiful.

Even trade?

- Even.

- I know how you

like your licorice.

Hey, Bob?

The preacher gave a

good sermon today...

on forgiveness.

- All right, that's good.

Here you go, boy.

Most of us start work first

thing in the morning, Jake.

Not last.

- I'm sorry, Frank.

- Just get to work.

- Jakey!

You ready for a big one tonight?

- I'm working overtime tonight.

- Come on, now.

Bang, bang, bang.

Don't you love me no more?

- Just got stuff

I gotta figure out.

- What you

got to work out, Jake?

What, another way to

smash on them horseshoe?

Now, you ain't been much

of a team player lately.

Seems like you've

got it in your head

that you different somehow.

You're just like us.

- I ain't nothin' like you.

- Fine.

- I'm going over to Bob Collins.

- No, no, no. See, you ain't.

For one, Jake, you

ain't got the stones.

Two...

I'll just stop you.

- You just try it.

- Break it up!

I said break it up!

- Big boy thinks he can

throw punches around.

- Shut your mouth, boy.

You been drinking, Jake?

Just go on home. You

know better than that.

- I need the money, Frank.

- If you need the

money, you won't come to work

drinking tomorrow, now will you?

You, and your brother,

and that so-called sheriff

think you got this

town wrapped up.

I can't speak for

everyone else around here

because they're too

afraid to speak up.

But, you boys are no good.

- See ya around, hero.

- You do know that,

in the State of Texas,

if you trespass, that's

grounds for getting shot?

I keep my rifle

loaded all day long.

I see you coming

around here again,

I just might mistake

you for a coyote

trying to steal my chickens.

You think that's funny?

I guess we'll just have to

see what happens, won't we?

Now get off my land.

- Sure, hoss.

Whatever you say.

- Hello?

- Hey, Carrie.

- Hi, Frank, how are you?

- Oh, I'm fine. It's just...

Look, I had to send Jake home.

I lost my temper a bit.

He got in a scuffle with

one of the Cain brothers.

Jake's been drinking again, too.

- Oh.

If you need anything,

I'll help if I can.

- Okay. Thanks, Frank.

- Where were you?

- Work.

- Got in a fight, huh?

- Yeah, I got in a fight.

- Frank called

to check on you.

The electricity was

turned off last night.

- Well, I paid it.

- Well, obviously you didn't!

- Would you two stop yelling?

- Don't talk to your

daddy like that, please.

- I ain't got no daddy.

Daddy, what is a daddy?!

- You listen to your

mom, and you be quiet.

- I don't wanna be quiet.

All you do is yell and scream!

Why can't I, huh?!

- Get out! Get out!

Get out!

Leave! Get out of here!

Get out of here!

Goodbye.

Puck. Puck.

Puck! Puck!

Puck!

Puck! Puck!

Puck!

- Ooh! Ah!

That blanket is stinky!

My, I can't see how you can

stand to lay on that thing.

Well...

gonna get a wash today, 'cause

I can't stand it anymore.

That is disgusting! My!

All right. There we go.

All right, now.

No! No, no, no!

Shep, come on now!

Come on, move!

No, let it...

Shep! Let it go.

Let it go! Shep,

will you let it go?!

Just take it. Take it!

Take it!

- Puck?

Puck, it's me, Bay.

- Just leave me alone.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing, I'm fine.

- No, you're not, or

you wouldn't be crying.

- I ain't crying.

- Look at me, Puck.

What happened?!

- I busted my lip on a rock.

- Somebody hit you, didn't they?

- My daddy hit me.

He was all drunk, so

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