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of people in my entire life.

Been a long time since

I've seen you so frustrated.

Have a drink.

All right, just one,

and then I'm wanting

some bed.

You had a glass

waiting for me.

Told you

I was expecting you.

Seems like I know you

better than you do.

Yeah, they did this earlier.

Both are good.

Watch the girl.

How does she do that?

Don't know,

but she does it.

I couldn't do that

right side up.

Me neither,

which would explain why

they're not

applauding for us.

That is a hell of an act.

It is.

This is quite a saloon.

Yeah.

Gaming, liquor, whores.

It's about everything

some fellas would want.

I heard the owner's

a real hardcase.

Strong-arm type.

Been threatening people.

I suppose you want

to get into that.

-I wouldn't mind.

-He got a name?

Harlan Pritz.

You boys need anything else?

Harlan Pritz,

he here tonight?

He's in the office.

You know him?

I'd like a word with him

if possible.

Well, I'll see.

So, before

Mr. Pritz gets here

and you ruin his night,

mind telling me about this

prisoner you gotta transport?

Well, the prisoner is

this young fella,

only it turns out

he didn't do the killing.

See, I was on the trail

of Lucy silver

when I was in rawlins.

I knew that, too.

Wade loveless, U.S. Marshall

and fortuneteller.

Well, why don't you tell me

what I'm gonna do?

You're touchy tonight.

Tell your story.

Well, long story short...

Boy, that would be nice

for a change.

Well, it turns out

Lucy's in town.

She's here under the name

of Mrs. Camille Tammery.

There a Mr. Tammery?

Well, there was.

He'd be the dead husband

over in the undertaker's place.

Lucy killed him?

Yep.

I'm Harlan Pritz,

the owner here.

You asked to see me?

Mr. Pritz, it's a mighty fine

saloon you got here.

I know.

What can I do for you?

You can start by running

straight games,

and you can stop threatening

people that owe you.

And if somebody's losing

and can't afford to pay,

then you throw them out.

You don't keep

stringing them along

and running up their debt.

What the hell are you guys?

Name's Moses white.

This is my partner,

Wade loveless.

Yeah.

Yeah, I heard about you guys.

You got quite a reputation

throughout the territory.

We've heard a bit

about you, too.

Now here's what's what.

We're going to start sending

ringers in here to try your games.

And if everything pans out

to be straight,

well, then all will be well.

But if it doesn't,

Marshall loveless and I

will come back and clean house.

And you'll be

the first to go.

You savvy?

That's simple enough,

I guess.

Well, we made it simple

just for you.

People don't normally talk to me

the way you fellas are

because most people

know better.

Well, I guess we don't.

Why don't you just

go on now?

You send the boy down to the

sheriff's office right away

and bring Tom Ramey up here

on the double.

Where'd I leave off?

Lucy silver.

Where's she at now?

She's over locked up.

I'm going to take her

to laramie in the morning,

her and her accomplice.

Nope.

What?

Lucy and her accomplice will have

to sit for a couple of days.

Marshall bird's coming through

to transport 'em.

Well, he's coming through

to transport one prisoner,

but I figure

he can take two, right?

Why is that?

Because you and I

have to hightail it to donner.

You going to tell me

why we need to go to donner?

Well, some fellas,

they robbed a bank there.

A good sum of money.

Shootout ensued.

Sheriff Bixby and a deputy

got killed.

Lucas Bixby's dead?

Afraid so.

That's a damn shame.

He was a good man.

Damn fine lawman, too.

Yeah, he was.

Anyway, the boys that,

killed 'em,

they got killed themselves.

A few of 'em got away.

We are supposed to go

post haste

to see if we can pick up

their trail.

Post haste?

That means right away.

I know what it means.

Then why'd you ask?

What's the emergency,

Harlan?

They are, Tom.

-Moses white?

-You know that bastard?

He's the Marshall that came

to pick up the prisoner.

I don't know the other fella.

The other fella's

a Marshall, too, Tom.

His name's Wade loveless.

They've got quite the reputation

in the territory.

So what's the problem?

So the problem is, they just

threatened to close me down.

Why?

Apparently someone's been

saying bad things about me.

Have any idea

who that might be?

Marshall white was asking

some questions,

but I put him off

as best I could.

Your best

ain't good enough, Tom.

Well, they're leaving

in the morning.

They're taking Lucy silver

to laramie to stand trial.

Lucy silver? Who's that? What

trial are you talking about?

It's Camille Tammery's

real name.

Turns out she killed

her husband herself.

So, you end up getting

your son off after all.

He didn't do it.

Tom, what the hell

is going on here?

I heard about the council members

having a fight out in the street.

And what,

now doc moss is in jail?

Well, he tried to help

Lucy escape.

And it turns out

he's so scared of you

he was gonna take money

from her to pay you off.

Well, how can he pay me

if he's in prison?

What? You want me to just write

off that debt? Is that it?

Harlan, you need to slow down.

You know how you get

when you're drunk.

Besides,

with the marshalls here,

we don't need any trouble

right now.

You don't tell me

what we need, Tom!

You don't have the first

goddamn idea!

You've lost control

of this town.

We got a murder in the hotel,

we got councilmen fighting

in the street.

We got doc locked up in jail

with my money in his pocket,

and now these goddamn marshalls

coming here threatening me?

Me, Tom!

And everything I've built!

Well, let me

tell you this, Tom.

I'm not gonna go down alone.

If I go down,

you're going down.

Don't think I ain't

gonna blab about

how you've been padding

your pockets

while I'm running my game.

You can't do that.

It'll ruin me.

-My wife...

-It's what you deserve, Tom.

Ever since

this dead husband business,

this whole town's gone to sh*t,

and you've let it.

Harlan, I've got things

under control.

Like hell you have!

But don't worry, Tom,

I'll get us back to square.

Give me that six-shooter.

Them marshalls

is getting ready to leave.

You grab that ten-Gauge and you

follow me out back, all right?

Harlan,

those are U.S. marshalls.

Are you crazy as well as drunk?

You just can't...

Tom, we do not have

any choice.

They are gonna tear down

everything we've built here,

if not now, then later.

They are gonna come back, Tom.

Marshall white as much

as told me so.

You are the sheriff

in this town.

You can cover up

anything that we do tonight

and no one in this town

is gonna dare oppose me.

We could do this

and we can get away with it.

-Now come on.

-Harlan, just listen to me.

No, Tom, you listen to me.

You're in this as deep as I am.

Now it is time for you to man up

and show me what you got.

Or not.

Come on, let's go.

Marshall!

I'd have a word with you!

Harlan, don't.

Sheriff Ramey!

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