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out of you for sure.

This ain't so bad.

Oh, no,

Mr. Ice-Water-ln-The-Veins?

But now,

since you're down here,

you might as well get me

out of this.

Uh, here...

Here, I got

a better idea.

Be careful not to cut

my pearls.

Real easy.

Don't want you cutting

the wrong thing.

God, I'm sure gonna

miss you girls.

Thank you, baby.

I'll see you later.

Let's get the hell

out of here!

I gotcha.

Ahh.

Whoo!

Thanks, Doc.

I'm gonna still beat

the sh*t out of you.

Come on, let's git.

I hope you know

where we are.

I sure do, partner.

I sure do.

Just a little stroll,

then a nice, warm bed.

Mmm!

I can smell that coffee

brewing right now.

Yeah, and some grits,

bacon, and some biscuits

and honey.

Yeah.

I'm telling you,

you're gonna

like this place, Doc.

What the hell?

Ah.

What the hell you think you got,

Huh?

Whew.

Get on up here!

You think that's funny,

huh?

Doc!

Bob!

Bob!

I got you, Doc.

Don't even think

about trying to pull

some local strings here, sheriff.

I consider what you did to be

a serious obstruction of justice,

and I'm gonna make sure

you remember this stay.

Damn, Grant,

you've got me quakin'

in my boots.

Mr. Lacrosse?

Yes.

Captain Heber,

Colorado State Patrol.

I'm supposed to hold you

till your people get up here tomorrow.

Mind if I have

a look around, captain?

Be my guest.

Victim's name was

Clyde "Shorty" Callahan.

No murder weapon

was found.

Never even tried

to pull it.

We figure

it was a blitz attack.

How else

can you do that

to a man

with a loaded.38?

Maybe he trusted him.

We still got roadblocks up

on routes 10, 160, and out on 350.

If he wanted to get out

of this valley,

he'd have to pass

through one of them.

I guarantee

no Cadillac has.

What about the roads through

the mountains, have they been checked?

Don't need to.

I can tell you right now

they're completely impassable.

Nothing going in or out.

You don't think he made it

past the roadblocks.

He's not in the mountains.

Where is he?

I didn't say he didn't

get through the roadblocks.

I said no Cadillac

like that has.

I got a report

that says

there's over 200 stranded vehicles

on l-25 alone.

And that's just between

here and Pueblo.

If he were heading

to Alamosa,

the weather's worse.

I think when we start digging

all those vehicles out,

we're gonna find us

one white Cadillac.

Kinda got ahead

of himself, didn't he?

Not even the 17th.

I asked Ruth to hold

a room for you

over at the railroad

maintenance dorm

over by the tracks.

It's the only place

in town.

I thought you were

supposed to hold me.

Well, it's 20 miles

to the nearest lockup,

and I figure if the killer

can't get out,

you can't either.

Thanks, captain.

Don't thank me.

Thank Buck Olmstead.

Damn shame

about that election.

Won't be the same

without him.

Howdy.

Good evening.

You Mr. Lacrosse?

Yes.

Sign in here, please.

Terrible thing,

that murder.

You know, I used to baby-sit

for Shorty

when he was just

a little fella.

I can't believe it.

Good night, Ruth.

See ya, Bill.

You be careful up there

now.

You betcha.

Shorty used to do that.

What's that?

Clear the passes.

His wife made him

give it up

on account

it was too dangerous.

That's irony, isn't it?

He gave up clearing

the passes

'cause it was

too dangerous.

Then he gets hisself killed

in his own garage.

Well, here's your key.

The room is out the door

to the right.

Here you go, Bob.

Nice.

Yeah.

Where is everyone, Al?

I thought this place

would be packed.

Well, you can't get in,

and nobody's

getting out,

so it ain't packed.

How'd you all get in

to La Veta, anyway?

Ah, we hoofed it.

Little car trouble

up on the mountain.

You guys

are really lucky.

Yeah.

Don't look like

he held up to well.

He did better

than you think.

Wonderful, Robby.

Tell Sally

it was delicious.

Will do, sheriff.

I brought that little

something you asked for.

Oh, thank you.

I'll get you a glass.

Make it 2, will ya,

Robby?

Well, I see you've adjusted well

to your new situation.

Care to join the recently

unemployed in a drink?

Don't be so down, Nate.

It's not your fault.

I just can't help

thinking that...

maybe we should have

made that announcement.

Maybe.

Or maybe if he'd killed

in Midland

instead of Amarillo...

or...

if Saldez would have had

his little shoot-'em-up

in our jurisdiction

instead of McGinnis'...

Who knows?

Maybe we should have

turned him in.

Maybe we should've done

a lot of things differently.

But turning Frank in

was never an option.

Why not?

'Cause he told

the truth.

Once you've heard

the truth,

everything else

is just cheap whiskey.

I might have settled

for it.

No, you wouldn't.

You're a good policeman,

Nate.

You're gonna do just fine

with Jack.

Now you go on home

and hug those children.

Give that pretty wife

of yours a kiss

and know that what you've done

was the right thing.

What about you, Buck?

Me?

Well, as you can see,

this whole experience

has just devastated me.

Good night, sheriff.

Bob, good to see ya.

You, too, Hank.

Hey, Bob.

Hey, Tate.

What's news,

Cubby?

Someone got killed

over in Martinsberg.

They think it might be

the same guy from Amarillo?

If they do,

they ain't saying?

State Patrol say they're looking

for a young fella.

You boys seem to be

up on all the news.

Well, hell,

we been stuck here since

the day before yesterday.

Haven't done anything

but watch TV.

Well, then...

it's time we get that pass

opened up and move on.

Well, they're gonna send

a crew up tonight.

You're more than welcome

to go with them.

Be like old times.

In my youth, friend.

In my youth.

Thank you, Hank.

Now, what's your rush?

Uh, you see,

the lack of female

clientele disturbs me.

Uh, by the way, Tate,

you hear anything

about the 218?

Martinsberg?

Last I heard,

it's going up.

But it don't come here.

You know that.

Just asking.

Well, they got

the pass open.

Don't worry.

The 218's the only train

till tomorrow.

Pass is clear, boys.

Got the word

the pass is clear.

All right. Thank you.

You ready to go?

You're full of sh*t, Joe,

you know that, right?

I know what

I'm talking about.

A Cadillac. I know

what a Cadillac is.

Filled with pictures

of naked women, right?

That's what I said.

Uh-huh.

I heard it on the radio.

What about that car?

You heard it, too?

Tell this guy it's the truth,

will ya?

It's the car that the killer

in Amarillo was driving, wasn't it?

See? He knows.

Hey, stranger.

How about this

for a day?

They sent a plow to the pass

last night and had some luck.

We got about 30 minutes

before the train leaves.

You feeling all right,

Doc?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm just, uh...

just a little tired

here.

Sleep ok?

Yeah.

Thought maybe you heard the police

were looking for a car like mine.

White Cadillac.

Yeah, I did.

Well, that car that they're

looking for had Texas plates.

Mine had Oklahoma tags,

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