Seraphim Falls Page #2

I'm gonna hang you myself.

It don't much matter to me.

I'm just looking to be left alone.

Same as you.

So, I'll be on my way.

You look powerful familiar, mister.

I know you?

I doubt it.

I'll be damned.

That's one of McClellan's boys

up at Antietam.

Ain't you gonna kill him, huh?

Waste of a bullet.

He's so banged up and hungry,

he won't make it to town anyway.

Lost both his sons

in one day at that goddamn bridge.

- I seen it myself.

- Yeah?

But nothing touched him.

Not a scratch.

Not a splinter.

They say he killed over 100 men

that day alone.

Him? Nah.

Hey, you use some of that money

to get yourself some spectacles.

Still, Virgil, the way you shot that teller,

I thought you'd be itching to do it again.

I'm itching to get out of here. Get going.

Goddamn right. Let's go.

Don't ever go chasing after that man.

If you don't shoot him,

I swear to Christ I will.

We can't be letting no stranger,

whoever the hell you think he is,

just walk into town

and tell them authorities where we gone.

- Let's go. Come on.

- Take care of it myself.

Horace!

Horace, come on!

Afraid I'm gonna have to ask you

to stop walking.

Let me be, boy.

Best just go on back up to your kin.

Mister, I never shot nobody

in the back before.

So it's best you just turn around,

- and you get what's coming to you.

- Boy,

now you put that gun up and go on.

Turn around.

You're a fool, boy.

I told you to let me pass on.

Hey!

There was three of 'em.

Two of 'em went on up,

one went down that way.

- Look familiar, gentlemen?

- Figure it's him that done it?

'Course it's him.

Who else would be dropping folks

like owl pellets out on these hills?

If he's got himself another horse,

we won't catch him before sundown.

I reckon we ought to move

down valley, then.

He won't be heading toward Carson City.

Come on. Let's get off these cursed hills.

You two can go on without me.

What?

Those boys have been wanted

for six months.

He's worth 250 in Carson.

That's a damned sight better

than what he's offering.

And this boy don't require no chasing.

- You can't just leave.

- The hell I can't.

You would, too,

if you knew what was good for you.

The posse's take is all yours

when the ride's done.

No less than 120 and you don't have to ride

with a stinking corpse, neither.

All right.

You sure?

You go on and get yourself killed. I'm done.

Okay.

Let him earn that 250 the hard way.

He ain't never going to make it

to town without a horse.

I told you boys. Them horses are mine.

We can water your mare.

She looks hard-ridden.

Mercy to the beast is blessed

in the eyes of the Lord.

He sees your sin.

That's all you got.

I don't know you.

Well, well, well. Looky here.

Boys,

we've caught ourselves a real, live,

notorious criminal.

$250 for that horse-thieving varmint.

You ought to have known better

than to steal from the Bar H.

Old man McCleeny don't take kindly

to losing horse flesh like this.

Want another one? Yeah, f*** you.

- You the foreman?

- Who's looking?

Might have been a man rode through here.

- Tall. Don't talk much.

- Is that so?

- I'd like to find him.

- There's nothing for you here.

- What do you want with this fella?

- I just want him.

- Is the horse yours?

- Ain't about horses.

'Cause there's been some horse thieves

around these parts.

A lot of men like to see them caught,

you know.

Well, they won't trouble us.

I reckon so.

I'd be obliged if we could take water here,

and then we'll leave you to your work.

Yeah.

Lewis here will show you where.

Help yourself, Paddy boy.

Shut up.

Gotta piss. I'll find you.

You gonna hold it for me?

Paddy boy.

I said, shut your goddamn mouth.

He's gone.

Gone? How in the hell...

- All right, you two!

- Yes, sir.

Down by the bridge.

Jesus, Mary, Joseph.

All right.

Down that way, idiots.

Open the gate.

Go check on them other two.

I want them out of here.

I thought you weren't interested

in horses, mister.

I'm not.

I think it's time you told me

what it is you are interested in here.

Nothing.

Nothing.

I like that.

Like I said, I'd be obliged for some water,

and we'll be on our way.

Suppose you just

be on your way then, huh?

Get up, you big baby. Get your gun!

F*** you.

Let's move.

Pilgrims, you arrived just in time.

May we offer you shelter and fellowship?

We can pay if you have some food to spare.

The Lord is bountiful.

Our venison stew is a week in the pot

and fire every day.

Come.

Reckon we ought to camp

somewheres else?

Afraid the word of God

will spoil your digestion?

I never was much for scripture.

Nothing to fear, Mr. Hayes.

Them's just words. Ain't no God out here.

Say, how'd you come by that scar

on your neck?

Indians? Them savages?

No, it was worse.

Mormons.

Praise be to God and a good rifle,

he answered my prayers and not his.

You ought to have a talk with your God

about that.

Figure he ought to be more careful.

You being the chosen folk and all.

Could be he was careful, or I'd be dead.

So, you figure God were on your side then?

He's always on the side

of the righteous, son.

If you don't mind, I'll take his share.

It'll help me digest that fine stew of yourn.

Play something for our guests, children.

No hymns.

- You ready?

- No damn hymns.

Goddamn preacher.

- Did that to yourself.

- Why don't you mind how you talk to me?

It's just you and me out here now.

You go for me, you don't get paid.

Anyway, the noise would make

that head of yours split clean through.

Much obliged.

Don't you ever threaten me again, boy.

Understand?

Check your weapon.

- Oh, sh*t.

- Goddamn missionaries.

Thieving bastards emptied our guns.

I told you we ought to camp someplace else.

As long as I've still got the one for him,

I guess it don't much matter.

What the hell were they doing out here?

Certain kind of decision.

Once a man makes it,

he can't end up nowhere but here.

You go.

You go, now.

Go now.

What the hell kind of animal has done that?

Sh*t.

Hell, there ain't no animal...

Get off the horse.

- Easy now. Easy now.

- Yeah.

Get off the horse.

Toss the gun over here.

Just do what he says, Carver.

You do it.

Easy.

On your knees. Now.

Ain't you gonna ask me

to spare you, Captain?

Ain't that what cowards

are supposed to say?

Just as well.

'Cause I ain't planning on it.

Toss that knife over here.

I ain't gonna let you try anything

before I send you down.

Finish it then, huh?

Not so fast.

I've been hunting you for...

I don't know how long.

No sense in rushing it now.

The war is over, sir.

It has been three years.

Won't never be over.

It was war.

War.

War is men fighting, you son of a b*tch.

That weren't war what you did.

It was orders.

Orders you gave, Captain.

Yeah. There we go.

All right, Danny, your turn.

Hit it round the edges, nice and hard.

Watch your fingers. Get your balance.

Get your balance. Put that leg over.

Nice and hard now.

Now you're getting it.

Now you got it.

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