Outlaws and Angels Page #2
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They know
we'd have to be cracked
to follow 'em down these parts.
Well, I ain't cracked.
Ain't no coin worth that.
Goddamn.
What you get for talking
out your neck, yellow scamp.
Sorry, Lulu.
It's okay. He had it comin'.
Yeah. Now, we're gonna have
the yellow man
take the girl back to town,
we'll push on.
Boss...
maybe we should think
about this.
I thought about it.
on your f***ing horse,
we'll go get some heads.
I'm starting to wonder
if we's dead and gone to hell.
Left rung...
firebug...
snatch... wart.
You go and you get the pillow.
What the hell
you yappin' about?
Build it! Build it strong
with the logger and the roots
big John!
You okay, Maddie?
Probably too late
to save myself from the fire
but I'm gonna die tryin'
Hallelujah
and praise Jesus.
You mind your place.
I was just joshin'
I wasn't.
Need some water, boys.
I'm hungry, goddammit.
Sun up, sundown
and back again with no eats.
Steak'd be nice.
Now he's joshin'
Henry?
He gone.
Almost.
Whole side of his head's rotten.
Yeah, well,
better him than us.
I didn't mind him.
I'm not gonna talk ill
of the dead
but I didn't care
for him much anyway.
You just spoke ill of a dead,
Charlie.
Shut the f*** up, Joe.
He's not quite dead yet
but he's almost there.
Put him out?
Pfft! Waste of a good round
if you ask me.
Well, that ain't nice at all.
Goddammit!
You happy now?!
I gots to have eats, Henry.
What we needs is some whores.
No eats and you might die.
If we die,
whores won't gonna matter.
You're a smart one, kid.
That's real funny.
Henry might as well dropped
a pile a sh*t in your mouth.
Shut your yap, Charlie.
I'll kills ya dead.
I'll make you a goner
you dirty halfwit.
Hobble your lips.
Can't go much farther
without horses, Henry.
My foot's swole
and these bags is like lead.
Back.
Get down.
Well, I'll be.
That ain't no town, Henry.
Nope.
Town can't be too far.
Gotta get their congregation
somewhere.
They might have eats.
They'll have eats.
And they'll have horses.
Alright, boys.
We hit 'em at dark.
Cackleberries?
Yes, dear.
No, no. That'll do just fine.
Charlotte?
Yes, please.
Florence?
Can't handle
no more cackleberries.
Any more cackleberries
is the proper way, Florence.
I know, Mama,
but Daddy always says it.
Do as I say, not as I do,
girl.
Yes, Papa.
You acts like you all big
and smart
but you can't even
says it right.
Leave me alone, sissy.
I'll leave you alone
when I want to,
you dirty whore.
Hey, now!
Watch your language
young lady!
She should get a soap mouth
for saying that curse.
Only dumb ugly girls like you
get soap mouths.
Hey! Cut it out now!
One more word
and I will get the stick.
Please say grace, Georgie.
Come, Lord Jesus,
be our guest,
be blessed.
Amen.
Amen.
Tastes real nice, Mama.
Well, thank you, honey.
Yep, mighty nice.
Are we gonna have milk
again soon?
Cow looks bony.
Can't figure if it's old age
or just not enough feed.
The good Lord
will always get us through.
Just testing us, that's all.
Yep, testing us good.
In all that plagues us
in this world,
all the darkness,
there will always a little God
to find.
And it's a beauty to behold.
Praise Jesus.
Praise Jesus.
Hold on. Hold on now.
Stop eating right quick.
Mama, I'm hungry.
Can I please just finish...
Your mana's feelin'
the Holy Spirit now, Flo.
Ain't no way to plan
for when it comes.
Here it is.
He causeth the grass
to grow for the cattle
and herb for the service
of man
out of the earth
and wine that maketh glad
the heart of men...
Well, that's for some men
in the biblical times.
Not for you, Georgie.
'Course not.
Nor for you girls.
'cause it says men, not women
Women ain't allowed
to do nothing in that book.
Back in those times
back in those times
drink was different.
Now it's the whiskey
got the devil in it.
The devil's work.
The devil's work is not right.
It's not right.
Sweetheart...
don't get yourself
all worked up.
It's gotta stop.
Go on there,
read us the rest.
Yes, of course.
Thou makest darkness
and it is night
wherein all the beasts
after their prey
and seek their meat from God
They seek their meat
they seek their meat from He
God, Him.
Only He can bring us the grass
for the cow.
Only he can bring healing
to the town
and steady congregation to us
once again.
We do the work, but He decides.
You must always remember that.
Always, Mama.
Be thankful
no matter how dark the time.
And worship.
Praise Jesus.
Praise Jesus.
You may eat.
Go! Go!
Hoo!
Well, I'll be.
Dinnertime.
Back in your chair, ma'am.
Take a settle.
Flo, get your hands up!
No need for that, mister.
Y'all can put your hands down.
You heeled?
Just my scatter gun
over yonder.
There's another.
Under the bed in the sleep room.
Six-shooter.
Daddy, look what she did!
They found it, they'd kill us.
It's okay, honey.
Smart young lady
you got there.
Now, mister...
Mister, I'm trying real hard
to be as nice
as I done well can.
Ain't gonna tell you
more than once.
Don't you ever lie to me.
Yes, sir.
That it?
Alright, then.
He isn't gonna kill us?
Hush now.
Can I ask what exactly
we can do for you boys?
You look like good boys.
Good Christians.
You wouldn't hurt us
now would you?
I can assure you, ma'am
these ain't good boys
I got here.
And I myself, well
I's a hard case.
But we ain't here
to do no killin'
I gots to have eats.
Yes, sir. We have...
hens' eggs and...
bean sludge for you.
Nice and hot.
I think we strike gold, Henry.
If you're all finished
I'd ask you
to slide yourselves down yonder.
Get a wiggle on. Come on.
Keep your fire pointed
at their noggins, Joe!
Where'd all that blood
come from?
Shut it now, girl!
Why's she trying
to get us all full of bullets?
Quit pokin' at 'em.
Nothin' wrong
with the young lady
wanting to have
some conversation.
She's just a dumb, stupid kid,
sir.
Looks like a lady to me
if I ever seen one.
She's just stupid.
You're stupid.
Alright...
let's be nice to each other
as we pass the time.
I'm sorry, sissy.
No, you ain't.
Well, yes, I am.
No, you ain't.
Yes, she is already!
How many horses, mister?
Only two, sir,
and they's crows' bait.
Other two died
in the freeze-out.
Dammit! Dammit all to hell!
I got two pack mules, sir
Mayhap that'll help.
I ain't ridin' no pack ass.
We'll take the horses,
put Little Joe
on one of them mules.
Mighty slow movin'
It'll get us to the meet-up.
Alright.
Listen here, mister.
We ain't gonna hurt you none
as long as you go along.
Alright?
We're gonna have a breath,
wash up,
get some shuteye.
Then, at daylight
outta here.
Well, what if the lawmen
comes tonight?
That's the smartest thing
he's ever said.
They wouldn't track us
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