Seraphim Falls Page #3

Now you got it.

It's not gonna bite you.

Danny, come here.

Get off this land.

Ma'am, we have it on good information

that this is the home

of Colonel Morsman Carver.

- He's my husband.

- Is he here, ma'am?

No. He's not here.

- Search the house, Lieutenant.

- Yes, sir. House, march.

Show them the hard hand, boys.

- Check upstairs.

- The cellar's clear.

Where's the Colonel, ma'am?

Mind yourself, Lieutenant.

Where is he, ma'am?

Fire the barns. Leave the house.

No! Stop!

- Rose!

- No.

- No!

- Colonel!

- Where are your men, Colonel?

- The war is over. You know the war is over.

- Where are your men?

- I released them.

- Months ago, I released them.

- And the cannon?

Shattered all to hell.

Abandoned outside Atlanta.

Get your hands off me, you Yankee scum.

No! My baby, please!

Let go! Let go!

No!

Rose! Let go of me!

Danny, no!

Danny! Danny, come back...

Danny! Danny, come back!

Oh, God. Somebody, help me.

You said the house was empty.

You...

You son of a b*tch.

God damn you to hell.

God damn you to hell.

You said the house was empty!

They're Rebs, Captain.

You burned that house.

And them in it.

Your turn now.

"For they that take the sword

"shall perish with the sword."

Enough! Enough!

It's done.

It's done.

Forty miles to Red Rock City.

You head over that ridge, you'll be all right.

You keep coming after me,

you ain't going to find nothing but torment.

You will pay for that life,

or you will pay with yours.

I'm going to fill my skin

and water the horses,

and then I'll be leaving.

That there's life.

Nothing 'round here is free.

Ain't got no gold.

You can look for yourself.

How to value a man's life?

How 'bout

one for another?

The black one is good.

Leave him.

You may go.

"Blessed be the Lord, my strength.

"He teaches my fingers to fight

and my hands to war."

Amen.

Come on.

Leave me be, old man.

That your horse?

No.

It's yours.

Go as you wish.

That which is yours

will always return to you.

That which you take

will always be taken from you.

That's for the water, not the horse.

A man could die out here if he's not careful.

I didn't see you come up.

That's 'cause you keep looking behind you.

Perhaps you'd be interested in a little ration

of Madame Louise's Cure All.

'Course, some say it's the demon rum

in a fancy bottle,

but it'll cure what ails you.

Thank you kindly.

But I'm afraid

ain't no bottle going to sort out my troubles.

You men,

you always choosing a gun over a remedy.

It don't really much matter what I choose.

Got no money either way.

Oh, hell.

I never let that stand in the way

of making a deal.

What's wrong with that .44?

Nothing.

How old's the animal?

I don't really know.

Steal her, did you?

Not exactly.

Spoken like a true sinner.

Well, hell, don't matter much out here.

Man's got to do

what a man's got to do, right?

Yeah.

I suppose we best fix you up.

Cost you the horse.

I reckon I ain't getting out of here, anyway.

Hell, I'll even throw in a bottle

of the curative.

Hey,

don't forget your curative.

Look at that sun long enough, you go blind,

or worse,

mad.

What the hell do you want?

I'm just a humble peddler offering a cure

to an ailing world.

I ain't looking for no cure.

Why, that's just what your friend said.

That what he's calling himself?

What would you call him?

Somebody who could use a taste

of that Colt of yourn.

Tell you what, stranger.

I got three thirsty animals over there.

I'll trade you this here steel

for that water you got.

What do you say?

Got us a deal?

Yeah.

Just the one shell?

You looking for more?

I reckon not.

Time was,

you said your war was over.

Only the dead can only end a war, Captain.

Go on,

finish it.

I believe it's up to you, sir.

Rose.

Rose.

Forgive me.

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