Posse Page #5

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Come on

- ? Come on home to Freemanville

- ? We're coming home

? Home, coming home,

coming home to freedom...

? Coming home, yeah

? In Freemanville

My, my, my! Stop right there, girl!

You look better than "Lord, have mercy"

wrapped in "Save me, Jesus"!

Mm-mm-mm!

Drinks for my friends.

Milk for the big man.

And I want the finest set of rooms

you got here in this joint.

We ain't got no open rooms.

Now, see here, boy, I ain't in...

Jessie?

Boy, you're still alive. Come on, here.

Go and get these boys a drink.

Might as well get you a drink.

(? "Ride Of Your Life" by Vesta)

? Take a comfy seat, baby

? And take a ride with me

The ride of your life

(Little J) They play cards in here?

? You know the score

? What you're really searching for

? I got to give, and a whole lot more

I ain't through paying for this place.

- As long as you stay calm and don't...

- Don't shoot up nothing.

Yeah. (laughs)

Jessie, I'm real glad to see you.

- People around here are scared.

- Hey, boy!

- Come here, girl!

- The prodigal son has returned.

Hey, partner, look around.

We built it.

- Built your daddy's dream.

- You the sheriff now?

That's right. You touch Lana,

I'll throw your black ass in jail.

Yeah, that's right, I'm the sheriff.

How about you, partner?

- You running from the army?

- I reckon you could say that.

- You're running from the law.

- It depends whose law.

The law they got for them

or the law they got for us?

You ain't changed, boy, but the world has.

Ain't that black and white no more.

Soon the west is going to be settled.

Ain't gonna be no more

new frontier or frontiersmen.

It's gonna be about business

and businessmen.

See? Listen. There, now, Jessie.

Once all the land is full up...

Listen to me.

Once it's full up, the only thing

that can change is who's got the land.

- The only colours will be rich and poor.

- Carver.

Carver, you talks more sh*t

than a phonograph record.

Jessie, you ain't here

for all that revenge sh*t, are you?

I tell you what.

Let's be two old friends having a drink.

See? No past, no future.

Just this drink, right here, right now.

Here's to here and now.

This here's a good Indian.

He does nice work on my office.

I believe in this town's future.

That Indian lady, she had a fair trial.

Now she's gonna hang for trespassing.

To that woman,

fences are just steel wire.

She doesn't understand her people don't

own that property. She can't hang for that.

You remind me of the people of this town.

They all want a Thanksgiving turkey

but won't wring its neck.

They hire me to get my hands bloody.

I keep the turkeys in a coop.

When one of 'em gets loose,

I wring its neck.

If you'll excuse me, I've got work to do.

Hi, honey. Hello, baby.

Come on. Go watch the hanging.

What are you doing here in daylight?

- Jessie's back.

- What?

Jessie Lee's in Freemanville.

Don't ask me how, but he is. I swear.

Good people of Cutterstown,

welcome to this demonstration of justice.

God watches over all of us and shows us

the right way - to obey the laws.

And have the moral strength

to punish them that don't,

even if it seems cruel.

Without laws, we got anarchy!

And then we all revert to savages.

- ? The Lord knows

- ? He sees what we do

- ? Punish the savages

- ? And heathens too

What do we got here, Alex?

I can't take it no more, Carver. The KKK

come around here in them white sheets.

One said he'd take my wife next time.

That's why I left Alabama.

There ain't no place for us

in this here country.

I know this bishop named Turner. He's

taking folks back to Africa and we going.

You sure?

I'm sure.

I'll buy... I mean, the Land Office will buy

your deed and sell it to some poor folk.

Seeing as you ain't gonna have

any use for it if you're leaving.

Sure mighty nice of you, Carver.

Boy, what you doing stealing my apples?

I've a good mind to...

Oh, what the hell. Go on, take it.

Get on outta here. Behave, now.

- Ain't that King David's son?

- Reverend say he got the devil in him.

Well, anyway... My!

What we gonna do about your hair, child?

Getting a little sloppy, Jessie.

Don't you remember nothing I taught you?

I'm gonna use all of it, old man.

You still carving and carrying on?

- What are these ones here?

- Ku Klux Klan's heads.

- Let's shoot a couple for old times' sake.

- It's kinda big for targets.

Not if you shoot 'em in the nuts like I do.

Papa Joe, I didn't come out here

to be shooting guns right now.

Lana got your nose open, ain't she, boy?

Don't bullshit me. I was your age.

You ain't never been mine.

She's my daughter,

but she's a woman first.

I hear you come into town

with some roughnecks and a cracker.

- You got any money?

- I tell you what.

You leave me alone with your daughter,

you got plenty money.

Deal.

One more thing.

He's running "friend and a stranger".

The stranger's called Father Time.

Sunday school face,

Saturday night figure.

You boys mind if I put these

weary old feet under your table?

(? "Tell Me" by Vesta)

? I wanna know, pretty baby

? Tell me

? If the loving is strong

? Tell me if the loving is strong

? Tell me that you love me again...

A lot of things have changed. They got

a new law, the Grandfather Clause.

If your grandaddy was a slave and didn't

have a vote, you don't. Nothing but hopes.

Now we got the KKK coming in

trying to destroy even that.

Jessie, you come into town

gunning for Sheriff Bates,

you're gonna be the one

to destroy your daddy's dream for sure.

Good book says turn the other cheek.

Your daddy was a preacher.

You should know that.

Ain't the good book or any other book

I got problems with.

It's how folks interpret it.

As far as I can see, good book got

a lot of coloured people on their knees

praying for pie in the sky.

Sheriff Bates

is gonna get whatever he's gonna get.

You still angry.

Jessie...

you never wrote.

I thought you was dead.

So did I.

Maybe it was for the best.

Carver's asked me to marry him.

Do you love him?

You know, maybe...

Maybe you deserve more than...

than I got to give, lady.

- You don't want me to touch you, I won't.

- I don't, so don't.

Bye, Jessie Lee.

? Tell me that you want me again

? Ooh, ooh

Why you been staring at me

all night, big man?

I never heard a woman

sing pretty as a bird before, ma'am.

What's that in your pocket, music lover?

Shucks, ma'am. It's nothing but my harp.

Play for me. Go ahead.

Better yet, why don't you play on these?

(giggling)

Go ahead! Get! Play on it.

Get, get, get, get, get!

(whooping)

(man) Freedom!

I came to apologise.

You OK?

Hey.

Come with me.

You remember this when we were kids?

You remember this?

(laughs)

Woman, you crazy!

(screams)

You know what your problem is?

You think about death too much.

You need to start thinking

about what's still alive.

(laughter)

Looks like you boys are outta money.

You have to pay to see these.

Hold on there, Papa Joe.

I... am in.

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