The Outsider Page #2

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Then ride on, please.

Much obliged, ma'am.

No, that's not

what I want.

Mr. Hunter, my place

is not for sale.

Must be hard

for you and your boy.

Out here all alone

since your husband died.

Don't turn your back on me, woman.

Now, you listen,

and you listen carefully.

Well, well.

Johnny Gault, isn't it?

I believe I heard

you speaking unkindly

To this kind lady.

So?

So please don't do it again.

Ma'am.

Be seeing you again.

I hope so.

Hyah!

Mr. Gault.

Yeah.

This is not the way to spend a life.

Ma'am!

Mr. Gault.

The fever has settled in his chest.

Whoever it was said,

"only the good die young"

Never lived in Montana.

Laudanum.

It will ease his passing.

God knows,

where he's going,

There will be

suffering enough.

The lord may yet see fit

to save him.

He might,

Though I can't say I believe

He'd be doing the rest of us

much of a favor.

But how can we know

what someone's fate will be?

You have a care, Mrs. Yoder.

The powers of darkness

sometimes do prevail.

[ muttering ]

Lead us not into temptation...

Deliver us from evil...

Forever and ever...

[ muttering ]

Johnny.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Shh...

Shh...

[ labored breathing ]

[ harmonica playing ]

Ahem.

You mustn't play music in this house.

It was wrong of us to listen.

Instruments of music

are not allowed

In the plain and narrow life.

We believe they lead us

into sin.

[ plays harmonica ]

Do you never sin, Mrs. Yoder?

Well, I don't go out of my way

To do it.

[ plays harmonica ]

I do...

Far, far out of my way.

[ plays single note ]

Good girl.

Come on. Shoo, shoo.

Where's my shirt?

It was --

Let me get one

for you.

If you don't mind dressing

partly plain.

Looks good on you.

In my line of work.

You have to learn how to read eyes,

Or you don't live long.

I don't want to know

anything about that.

I will not have violence

around my son.

Give me your word.

You will not harm my boy.

My word.

What if I was a shootist

of some repute...

A gambler,

And a liar?

I think that you've been

all those things,

But...

If you give me your word...

I'll believe you.

Then you have it.

Benjo, you eat

those pickled beets first,

And use your napkin.

Yessum.

M-Mr. Gault?

Do you kill people?

Benjo Yoder, what a terrible

thing to say.

Now you apologize.

There's no need, ma'am.

[ sheep bleating ]

Oh. Excuse me.

Rebecca:
shoo!

Off the porch.

Shoo!

I-is that what they

locked you up in prison for?

Prison?

I was never in --

[ Rebecca returning ]

Oh, yeah, prison. No.

That was because I didn't eat

all my pickled beets.

Rebecca:
come on!

Come on.

Whoo! That's it.

Come on. That's it.

Come on, come on.

That's it. Whoo!

Ay! Come on! Ay!

Ay! Ay, ay!

Come back here!

Come on now!

That's it.

It appears to me

Them sheep got you running

every which way over there

Sometimes I think it would be easier

To move the farm to them.

Could you help me out

with something?

All our married men

have beards,

But my husband once had

a wound

That required him

to be clean-shaven,

And I undertook

to help him.

I sure hope you're not

riled at me, Mrs. Yoder.

Perhaps you should say

your prayers, Mr. Gault.

I hope this isn't your people's version.

Of the blindfold before the execution.

No, this is my version

of paying you back

For some of the anxious moments

you've caused me.

Why do you wear this?

A woman's hair

should be kept covered,

Except from her husband.

Seems like you people got a rule

for just about everything.

Why would god or any man breathing

Want to cover something so pretty?

How do I look?

What, am I bleeding?

No.

But your nose looks crooked.

Ha ha ha.

Now look close

I know I got to be

bleeding somewhere

You are not.

Noah, how nice of you

to come calling.

I broke a wagon wheel back on the road.

Oh.

Mr. Gault,

This is my good neighbor

And my particular friend

Noah weaver.

How do you do,

Mr. Weaver?

How do you do?

I came to ask Rebecca if your

ewes will be dropping soon,

Will you need my help?

Oh, thank you..

not just yet, I should think

And if they come

while Mr. Gault is still here,

We'll see if we can't make

a lamb licker out of him.

I sure hope that ain't

what it sounds like.

Have no fear, Mr. Gault.

You appear to be fit enough to

be moving on soon.

Oh, he's hardly ready

to ride a horse.

I have a spare wheel

in the barn,

If you like.

You want some help?

No thank you.

[ children playing ]

Look at that bird.

Benjo.

Come on.

Man:
baah! Baah!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha ha!

Truly the light is sweet,

And a pleasant thing it is

for the eyes to behold the sun

Ecclesiastes.

What made you folks

settle way out here?

Back in Ohio, life was hard.

Someone always trying

to push us out.

My Da saw this very valley

in a dream.

He led us here.

We thought it would be

our promised land.

Sometimes, the will of the lord

is hard to understand.

Yeah, there's always trouble

When sheep come to cattle country.

Mr. Hunter kills our animals

and poisons our watering holes.

And he had his men

murder my Ben.

They hung him

for a cattle thief

Is what they did.

I'll kill 'em for

you if you want me to.

What?

Hunter and those men

that hung your husband

No.

It's just an offer

Figure I owe you

Benjo:
ma'am!

Benjo.

Benjo, what is it?

They were going to hang me!

What, who?

What are you talking about?

Those men.

Let's shoot 'em!

C-can't we shoot 'em?

Benjo Yoder, what a terrible

thing to say.

Don't you say such a thing.

What would become

of our souls, Mr. Gault?

It's not your souls Im worried about.

Benjo!

Benjo!

Benjo.

Come out, Benjo.

Teach me.

Do it for real.

Don't know if my arm can take

The kick of a gun yet.

But what if they come?

[ gunshots ]

Practice.

It's time to get sleep

in your own bed again.

I can move on.

I'll bunk in that wagon out

There in the yard.

That way,

if any trouble comes..

Whosoever shall smite thee

On thy right cheek,

Turn to him the other also.

God will protect us

Without the help

Of your guns.

[ dog barks ]

Rebecca:
Mr. Gault,

I need your help.

[ Rebecca laughs ]

What are you intending to do

with those guns, Mr. Gault,

Aim them at some poor ewe's head

And demand that she push harder?

No, I was fixing

To point them at you

The first time you told

me to go lick something.

Just start by separating out

some of the ones

Who look like

they're going to drop.

All right.

Yep.

All right...

Who wants to go first?

There's a baby one here,

but I think it's dead.

Try to get her breathing.

What?

Grab her by the hind legs

and swing it around.

Swing it around.

Go on.

get her breathing.

Come on, girl.

[ lamb crying ]

[ Rebecca laughs ]

I've been thinking, Mr. Gault.

If you'd like to stay on

through summer,

I could pay you a dollar a day

I'm thinking, Mrs. Yoder,

That, uh,

I'd be bound to accept

such an offer.

Why do I get the feeling

I should've held out

For $2 a day?

Your gun.

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