Gallowwalkers

Legend goes that somewhere

beneath these mountains lies...

...a gateway

between heaven and hell.

It is said that a sacred sisterhood

guards this portal...

...and the power of their prayers keeps

the damned from tormenting the living.

Trouble with the damned is...

They never stay put.

My son!

We'll make a man of him, hey, Red?

What's wrong with ya?

Be a man!

Good to see you again.

Where is he?

Boss is careful where he goes.

We've had a little trouble.

Why so many horses?

Boss sent Red and me...

Now, there's just me.

Like I've said,

we've had a little trouble.

You brought two too many.

I didn't bring that one.

Do you remember me?

Where is he?

He did not come.

Still, he eludes you.

God's not gonna save ya!

I was to meet him here.

I have nothing but...

Most times,

when you bring a man to justice...

...the axe swings,

the noose tightens,

...that's it.

Out here, they come back.

Harder to kill.

The way I finish them?

Rip out their heads.

As for these men?

Target practice.

Might I say that...

...among my many miracles and holy relics,

I do carry certain apothecary goods.

In these forbidding parts,

I sense a woman is a rarity.

Which means a man must improvise.

What piece of you can I buy for a dollar?

My pity.

I was being kind.

I like my men...

heartless.

Get back to your post.

Well?

- That was clever.

- Fancy b*tch!

You a thief?

- You don't look like a thief.

- I'm a dancer.

So, where'd you learn a trick like that?

Ballet school.

You know if you cross his path again,

he's liable to kill you.

Death ain't the worst thing

that can happen to you.

You ever heard of "The Gallowwalkers"?

This special tonic will cure all ailments,

and keep the Undead at bay.

Dang priest! Alright,

the wagon's here. Get 'em all up!

- Move! Come on! Get in line!

- Get up!

- Move it!

- Come on!

- Move! Get up!

- Come on, you piece of sh*t!

Come on, move your ass!

Come on, get in here!

What's a girl gotta do

to get rescued around here?

You that good

or was that a lucky shot? 62b

Lucky for you.

- So now I owe you?

- Now you owe me.

You got a job in mind?

Yes.

Sir?

Do you know where we are about?

"Enoch's Hammer".

It sounds like a church tower,

a place of tolerance.

They will look kindly

on one of their own. Yeah?

So cruelly treated,

so manifestly wronged!

Do you know this place?

I have family there.

Seven brothers and sisters.

All in the same grave.

Whoa... Whoa there!

Brothers and sisters

of Enoch's Hammer!

Eternally pure of heart.

We have gathered here to

bear witness to God's justice,

on the wicked and the damned.

Bow now your golden heads

and pray for their souls.

- Come on!

- Get down!

- Come on!

- Move!

- Get!

- Get up before I git you some!

Come on, little darlin, get up!

Get up!

Welcome, pilgrims!

I do not call you "prisoners".

Nor do I call these "gallows".

These are the gates

of your salvation.

For this sacrifice...

God has chosen you...

as the lamb.

Just as he chose me...

to help these righteous people

spread justice across the land.

- I was once a sinner...

- Damn right, you were!

Cherry Gaza.

- Y'all virgin eater!

- You whore of Babylon!

You painted cat!

You womb of vipers!

The smell of Jezebel

has no power over me now!

When I saw the devil

rise up from his grave...

Sir, to whom do we plead our case?

- St. Peter!

- You can not hang us without a trial!

I can and I will!

You've already been judged

and found wanting in the eyes of the Lord.

It's through His mercy that he brought

you here to be cleansed, by the rope.

Just as he cleansed me

when I saw the devil!

Rise from the gutter!

I'll be needin' a shirt.

We've only got one color, sir.

You can't go wrong with white.

I'll do my best, sir.

We keep more out the back.

Kiss Cut.

And you must be...?

What do ya' think?

Is it me?

- How many?

- Five.

Alright, stranger.

I'm gonna have to see your face.

The cuffs are a little long.

Bring 'em in.

"And hell came forth

with chains and whips"

"The Horseman of the Apocalypse".

I'm not takin' another step

until you give me some answers.

I'm standin' right here.

You see this?

My f***in' hands hurt.

Put it on.

Can you do it with your left?

Half now,

half when you finish the job.

How many more?

It doesn't matter.

Only matters if it's

too many for you.

You gonna give me some

answers about those things?

Now that's startin' the story...

at the end.

It begins with a whore.

She's with child when the mines dry up,

so she becomes a thief.

But not very good.

She's headed for the gallows

when Sisters of San Diablo find her.

They take her in and teach her the secrets

of the dead.

When the boy child is born they tell her:

"You must give him up."

"The Gateway to Hell

is no place to raise a child."

So she sends him to an orphanage.

And there... he grows.

And grows...

and grows...

Until the clock strikes twelve.

And then they tell him:

"You're a man. You must leave."

But where...?

A widowed woman meets him,

likes him, takes him in.

She is the mistress

of a slaughter house.

She teaches him a trade,

puts food on the table.

Loves him.

And raises him with...

her daughter.

A beautiful daughter.

He grows to love the daughter.

She is his to protect.

One sunrise, she tells him:

Go with mother to sell the skins.

"Don't worry,

I can take care of myself".

He leaves her.

Five men ride by...

They find her alone...

Go on!

And they make use of her.

You b*tch!

She keeps it secret

until she can no more.

For now she is with child.

She begs him:
Forgive her,

forget what has happened to her.

For the sake of the unborned.

She says the men are gone,

and to her, they mean... nothing.

But not to him.

No...

For one of them

grows inside of her.

Unbearable.

So for a second time, he leaves.

For the next five years,

he remembers nothing...

but the pain of not

being by her side.

He returns to find her dead.

She died giving birth to that...

Child.

They took from him

the thing he loved most.

Those who were responsible...

would pay.

Troy?

Son!

Get ready!

The boys are sendin' someone!

We're gettin' out of here!

He's here, my darling.

I always hated that b*tch!

Please seor! Amigo!

Come on, get us out!

Get us outta here!

Who are you?

Her name...

was Sueno.

- You're late.

- Well...

There was some that needed convincing...

this was a good idea.

A bottle of beer is "a good idea".

Wearing a hat in the rain is "a good idea".

This... is genius.

Shut the hell up, b*tch!

You touch me and you're dead!

Compelling argument.

You must be a lawyer.

She's a whore.

An easy mistake.

I apologize.

Good texture.

Tough, yet soft.

You'll fit in well.

I'm looking for the right girl...

for my boy.

You freak!

I get that a lot.

It doesn't stop it hurting though.

God have mercy!

We die, we come back.

You call us...

Gallowwalkers.

Well, if it's good enough for Jesus,

it should be good enough for us.

It's a God damn miracle, ain't it?

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