The Last Outlaw

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..The Civil War

..Changed everything.

..Before the battle

..Of Bullrun,

..I was a boy.

..Before Gettysburg,

..I was a man with hope.

..Before Appomattox,

..I was a soldier.

..And then came defeat.

..So we hit the Yankee

..Where it hurt.

..We robbed his banks

..And were hunted as outlaws.

..I was still a soldier,

..Fighting for the cause

..That others had surrendered.

..Graff was my colonel,

..And I followed him.

..He kept us moving forward

..When the pain of

..Looking back was too great.

..Then came that day

..When I first understood

..That Graff would stop

..At nothing.

..The whole world had

..Become his enemy,

..And we were trapped inside

..Graff's dead soul.

..Once I saw that, I knew

..I had to make a choice...

..And that the killing

..And the dying...

..Had just begun.

Hyah!

Otis, get off

there.

Boys, get out of there!

They're here.

I want some men on top,

both sides of the bank.

Quit talking!

Come on!

Run! Tell everyone

I shoot first.

We hit 'em as they get

off their horses.

Keep your heads down!

Deacon, you head up

down the street.

Get your boys

across the road.

Tell me when

everyone's in position.

You've got to

do something.

There's money

in that bank.

There's people

in there.

They ain't gonna

get into the bank.

We'll hit 'em

as they dismount.

Here they come.

One foot in the stirrup,

one in the ground.

Whoa.

Ya!

Ya!

Please, don't shoot!

Sh*t.

They know we're here.

How many posse,

boy?

I don't know nothing

about no posse...

Sir.

Now, what

the hell is this?

Tie his skinny bones

to the window.

Come on, move it.

Tie them all to the windows

and make their faces show!

Knock down these beams

and clear this railing.

I see some

posse out there!

They gotta come out

the front.

There ain't

no back door.

No good, no good.

Whoa hoo!

Good day.

We got it all.

Yeah, ha ha!

Hoo hoo!

Dynamite, brother.

Dynamite?

What the hell

are you doing, Graff?

Take some men.

Get out back now!

Saddle up, boy.

You're gonna

burn these people?

They didn't

do nothing.

Don't you ever

question me, boy.

Saddle up.

He's got dynamite!

Oh, god! Oh, god!

Get on out of here!

[people screaming]

Please let us out!

Don't leave us here!

He's got dynamite!

Let's ride!

Ya! Ya! Come on!

Let's ride!

Get the tellers!

Get the tellers out of there!

Get 'em out of there!

Move it!

Ah!

Loomis!

Loomis is hit!

I got you, bastard!

Dynamite!

They're

getting away!

Sheriff, you're letting

them get away!

Not for long.

Gotcha.

Come on, now.

Hyah! Come on!

Come on!

Come on, come on!

All right. The posse's on our ass.

I can smell 'em.

Inventory.

I got one

went clean through.

Bullet busted

two of my ribs.

I took one in the leg.

Bone ain't broke.

That's what I got

a horse for.

Let me see your leg, boy.

It's just a scratch.

We gonna have to

leave you, soldier?

No. I can ride,

Graff.

I can ride.

I'm good.

Ammunition.

I got 11 .36

and 23 45.40.

16 12 gauges,

18 45.40's.

9 .45 colts,

23 45.70's.

31 45.40's,

and my knife.

I got a handful of bullets,

about 30 bullets.

Potts.

Count 'em.

I got 20 45.40's

and 8 44.40's.

He's two less than 30.

I got 12 45.44's.

Eustis?

Give Loomis 20 rounds.

Loomis is hit

pretty bad.

Maybe we should

tend to his wounds.

Stop means dying, boys.

We kick back here

for awhile,

We can tend

to yours, too.

Tending?

I'll show you tending.

Get up!

Here are them bullets.

You ain't gonna leave

me, are you, Eustis?

No, I ain't

gonna leave you.

I can see

you're hurtin'.

Try to get some miles twixt us and

that posse before I look at your leg.

Don't worry about it.

I ain't gonna leave you.

I can do it,

Eustis.

If they're not here,

they're not coming.

That hound dog's crazy.

You want another

man on it, boys?

There ain't no posse.

I know it, you know it,

we all know it.

Graff says there is,

so there is.

That's a bunch

of puppy sh*t.

There ain't no sign

of no Goddamn posse.

Graff's always

right.

He always saves our

asses, like in that town.

What about back

at that town?

He said that bank

would be unguarded.

He forced us across

2 1/2 days of rough terrain

To this unguarded bank

where we were ambushed.

We ate lead, Eustis.

He got us out.

He got us in.

[Whistle]

Hey, Eustis.

It's just that

we blew the sh*t

Out of that posse.

There ain't

no damn posse.

What do you savvy,

Lovecraft?

I savvy

what I savvy.

You boys savvy

what you savvy.

Graff's our leader.

That's all of it.

We follow his lead.

Got to be the way it is.

Doggone it!

What are you doing?

You're hurtin', too.

Maybe if we stop

for a little while.

We could make sure

these wounds don't fester.

What about Loomis?

You know these

boys are hurt?

They need tending.

Yeah, I know.

I ain't seen

no posse.

I ain't seen

them neither.

Don't mean there

ain't one, though.

There probably is,

but we gotta rest.

A few more miles, the boys are

going to be looking to you.

Is that

what you savvy?

Whichen' ever

way this goes,

I'm with you.

Hee yah. Come on.

[Whistling]

Oh, what the hell

is this?

Shut up, Potts!

It's a song.

I'm a good old rebel

Good going, Lieutenant.

I'm singing

the song, Potts.

I ain't singing

that song.

I don't care a damn

You gonna sing

a damn song?

You're sick. You just

gotta do something.

Shut up, Potts.

Sh*t.

Full of holes,

come on!

Shut up, Potts.

What's the problem

singing, Potts?

[Trying To Sing]

Loomis!

What's his problem?

Whoa, Buck.

Easy boy.

Leave him.

Eustis.

Worthless

piece of sh*t.

He's done.

[wWhistle]

Graff says

to leave him, Eustis.

Come on.

Lovecraft,

what you savvy?

I savvy Graff's

going one way

And Eustis ain't.

Aaaaahhhh!

Lovecraft, f*** him!

Loomis, I can help you.

But you gotta ride.

You, all right?

Eustis...

Aaahhhh!

Loomis.

You gotta ride.

Eu! Don't dally.

Come on.

Hang on, Loomis!

Hang on!

..A soldier obeys...

..Or dies.

..But I couldn't

..Leave Loomis.

..And yet, even as I rode

..To help him

..I knew the life I was

..Trying to save

..Was not Loomis',

..But my own.

Loomis, you ok?

I said leave him.

We never leave nobody.

Never.

Well, let me

simplify things.

Graff, he's one of us.

We can't leave him.

You can't ride, son.

[Thunder]

He used to be rich.

Graff had himself a plantation

down Mississippi way.

A wife,

three daughters.

Blue coats came when he was

off with forest cavalry,

Burned the place

to the ground.

They raped his wife and daughters

in front of each other

And then shot them. I was

with him when he heard.

It was the night before

the battle of Atlanta.

And I saw his eyes.

Something...

Something died in them,

boys.

He never cracked

at that battle

And it was

the bloodiest of the war.

I learned everything

I know'd off him.

Now I'm gonna run

you all to Mexico,

Get you there

as safe as I can,

Same as he'd a done.

Then I'll be free.

Nobody ever stuck their

hide out for me before.

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