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Burial ground.
Apache.
What are you doin'?
Redskins, Apache and otherwise tend to entomb
their department with some finery, jewelry and the like.
I think you should leave it alone.
Superstitious, are ya?
I'm headin' off.
You wanna stay, that's fine by me.
Hugo.
That's my name.
I know but, what kinda name is that?
Where you from, anyway?
Two weeks on the trail you finally think to ask me.
Forget it then.
Hunger pains.
Skinny as you are must be hard.
Here, last of the jerky.
Don't fret, be dawn in a few hours.
Should run across something more substantial.
This is what we get for coming back empty-handed.
I wouldn't say empty-handed.
Put that up.
What'd you say?
I said put it up.
Why?
I don't think you should've took it.
White Mountain Apache, maybe.
Navajo.
Not so sure.
Don't matter nohow.
All that counts is I know it fella out in Tunstall
who pays tiptop for all this Injun stuff.
It's wrong misusin' your dead like that.
Why?
Dead ain't got no use for things.
Hugo?
Somethin' bit me.
Rattler, I think.
Yep, got you good.
Ow!
That's disgusting.
Sorry you find this unpleasant.
Make sure you suck out all the poison.
Ain't my first snake bite, Benny.
Give me that hooch.
Does that hurt?
It hurts like moth piss, goddammit.
Easy!
That's our only bottle.
Your concern is quite touching, Benny.
Yeah.
Ahg!
Oh, god.
Ow.
Get some air on it.
Yeah, thanks Mom.
Should be right come mornin'.
Go to sleep, Benny.
Venom runnin' it's course?
Christ, Hugo!
Help me.
Hey, partner, hey.
What the hell is goin' on here?
Elmer.
Hey.
Hell, woman.
That's Mrs. Jackson to you.
Okay.
Reminding me of the overly familiar?
Get up.
Shit.
Elbows.
What?
On the table.
That they are.
You want some breakfast, you'll be movin' 'em.
Fitting to make a proper gentlemen out of me still?
Too late for that, I'm afraid.
But a meager amount of proper manners from you
makes your company more acceptable.
Could be Dalton.
Get out of sight.
Elmer.
Till!
Top of the mornin' to ya, Ms. Jackson.
All that my own two arms can carry.
Come now, that's hardly half a bushel.
Nelly.
Lord above us.
Go!
Hello!
What do you make of this, Marshall?
Place is deserted.
Who goes there?
Better watch where you're pointin' that gun, boy.
I ain't your boy, mister.
I would venture not.
Still, as one law man to another,
I'd ask you to take that gun off my deputy
as they have a way of goin' off.
He puts his away first.
Much obliged to ya.
Ow.
I sure wish you wouldn't shoot me.
But at this point, it might be a mercy killin'.
Damn it all.
What's happened here?
Plague.
Plague?
Yes, plague.
Cholera.
It took half the town, the ones that didn't run.
Name's Marshall Bascom.
Okay.
I have in my custody a one Margaret Jackson,
fugative wife of the outlawed Dalton Jackson.
The one with the bullet in him's Elmer Till.
I need to speak with Sheriff Farnsworth
'cause there's a reward out for both of 'em.
The sheriff died last week.
His deputy, then.
The deputy died two weeks ago.
The young man, James, has taken upon himself
to keep me safe.
What now?
We'll make for Prescott Junction.
That's them mountains, that's hard ridin'.
Of course you could just cut loose to me,
save yourselves the trouble.
I'll lighten the load.
That one ain't worth half a bucket of horse piss.
Wondering when you'd wake up.
How long was I out for?
Few hours at least.
That's a nasty gash you got there.
How'd you tie me up?
I'll ask the questions.
Ask then.
You got blood on your shirt.
Beast or man's?
A bit of both, I guess.
What can you tell me about this?
Rummage through my pockets, did ya?
Passed out on my property.
Kind of figures that gives me a right to do is as I see fit
with a man and anything on his person.
You wanna rob me, fine.
It's all yours in exchange for some water.
You know what this is?
A necklace.
What kinda necklace?
Indian.
An elder death token.
Sacred.
Worn by only the high and finest among them.
That so?
The only thing is, it's never worn by the livin'.
Chiefs and medicine men are buried with 'em.
Truly fascinating.
You're a grave robber.
You're a kidnapper.
Tell me.
Fine.
So I picked up off a dried up redskin.
That a hangin' offense now?
Doesn't cause a pinch of insult to me personally.
But the Indians on the other hand.
I guess they'd be none too happy.
And that there's what makes for concern.
See, I've lives peaceably among these folks,
passin' near 14 years.
Trade with 'em, one or two
I'd go so far as to call friends of a sort.
At least what passes for friends on this mountain.
Happy for ya.
So, hopin' in all that time
I've managed to square away enough goodwill
that if I return this here trinket,
and the one that took it, all go on friendly like before.
What?
No, you can't be serious.
Claire!
I'm leaving our guests in your charge
while I go callin' on Chief Red Feather.
Now just hold up a minute.
Prefer to hand him over less spoiled,
but if he gives you any problems,
I wouldn't have you hesitate.
Understand?
I do.
Good girl.
Hold up!
Mister!
Masie!
You got a name?
Yes, ma'am.
Can you tell me?
Riggs.
Your mama must not've liked you much.
Well, Nathaniel.
Friends call me Nat though.
Well that doesn't fit 'cause I can hardly call you friend.
I guess we'll have to live with Riggs.
That or Deputy Marshall.
I like Riggs better.
Fine by me.
Your friend there, is he always that way?
What way's that?
Hey, boss man.
You know my husband and his men
are gonna come looking for me.
I expect they will.
But that's no cause for concern?
Kinda getting ahead of Angel Vet.
That was my reason for takin' ya in the first place.
Take a man's wife.
Sound enough way to draw them into a trap.
That was my reckonin'.
Only you hadn't heard about the plague in Redstone.
Hadn't figured on havin' to fend off his gang
with the help of only a single deputy.
You got a good read on things, miss?
I'm not overly fond of fraternizin' with my prisoners.
I'm gonna need you to stop.
Huh, that so?
Yeah.
Why?
Call of nature.
You can't hold it?
Wouldn't of had all that tea
had I known I was about to be abducted.
Shit.
Piss, actually.
Marshall.
I heard it.
Myself, so it's up ahead there.
Wo, wo, wo, wo.
You go with her.
She tries to run.
Yes, sir.
And don't let her outta your sight.
Will this suffice?
All right, then.
Would you?
Ma'am?
I can't go if you're watching.
You got 30 seconds.
I'm timin' you.
You're a true gentleman, sir.
Yeah, yeah.
I ain't hearing any water, ma'am.
Ah, geez, ah!
Geez!
Fuckin' leg.
I knew it.
Stop goddammit.
Don't make me shoot you.
Ugh!
Get your filthy hooks off of me.
Gotta set a long on you
and a wonderful, colorful vocabulary.
Fuck you to hell.
Quite the visage of feminine virtue.
Turned your back on her, didn't ya?
Sorry, boss.
Point, the fault was in thinking you
were conversin' with a lady
instead of a sullied, little harlot.
Let that busted leg be the lesson of the day.
She could feign a grace and composure
of the prim and proper, but she's the serpent.
And that was but a drop of her venom.
Live and learn, son.
Now, as for you, you get to walk the rest of the way.
Not really a lesson as I'm well advised
that you're far from reformation.
Punishment has its place too.
Dalton, you okay?
You got some smarts about ya, Vern,
but yet there's one stupid fuckin' question.
Hitch is back.
What'd you learn?
Well, some good and some bad, I'm afraid.
Spill it.
Well, Masie's alive.
Ah, thank God.
And the bad?
They.
Shit.
Hardest nut in the territory,
I didn't know he was tailing us.
Where?
Couldn't turn her over in Redstone.
Man I spoke with said he's fixin'
to cross over the mountain, pass her off in Prescott Valley.
He tell you when they set out?
They dispatched Elmer this morning
and then headed for the hills.
Goddamn.
All right.
They gotta have a day's head start at least.
We ride hard, we might be able to cover enough ground.
Yeah, to ride into a well-laid ambush.
Man said he only had one deputy with him,
so I doubt he's planning a big ambush.
You know there's another way about this.
What's that?
Only one road fit for horses through that mountain,
so we know where they'll be.
I used to trap in that country and it seems like
there's another way.
We're gonna have to leave the horses here.
On foot, one miserable bastard of a climb, but-
- If you cut 'em off.
Make up for lost time and then some.
And hell, maybe even give 'em a surprise of our own.
Damn right.
All right, we're not wastin' another minute.
Leave the way, Vern.
Mister?
What's gotten ahold of you?
It's a fever?
Hey.
Why are you away from your perch?
There's something terrible and wrong with that man.
All the more reason to keep your gun on him.
Go.
I think he's dying, Judith.
I don't know what to do.
All right, let's have a looksy.
Give that here.
Hey fella.
Is he dead?
Wake up now.
Got off easy, all considerin'.
Shutter to think what the Indians would've done with him.
What happened to his face?
Should we bury him?
No.
Leave him.
Somethin' spook ya, boy?
Hey, hey, c'mon, calm down, calm down.
Agh, goddamn, ah.
Don't, don't.
Please just, you were lookin' for this, right?
I was fixin' to bring that to ya.
Please, please.
You've been awful quiet this past mile or so.
Blow it out your backside, Marshall.
Maybe she could use a rest, but short one, I mean.
Got that softness in ya, son.
Runs as deep as devilry.
Sir, I hate to risk offense,
but I must speak to the contrary.
That so?
As I said, I hate to risk offense,
but I'm no wiltin' flower.
I've done shed my share of blood.
Killed a man?
Yes, sir.
How many?
Well, just, just the one, but the point being.
How'd that set with you?
What?
After the deed was done, how'd you feel about yourself?
That, right there.
What right there?
Remorse, regret.
Call it what you will.
Now you and me, Mrs. Jackson,
we suffer from none such demon.
Pity you weren't born a man.
You'd a made one hell of a Marshall.
Parish the notion.
But to you, Riggs, you did that killin'.
Was it righteous?
I was defendin' myself.
And yet you carried on somber.
For awhile.
A waste.
I'm not caring if I offend,
so I'm just gonna out and say
if I ever thought it possible to become so callus,
so cruel and heartless, that killin' a man
gave him no cause for sorrow,
prefer to become half the killer you profess to be.
Well then I think I'd put a bullet in my skull.
I just wanna talk.
Looks good.
That was the last of the salt.
All right, you know where we keep the stores.
Come with me, Clara, please.
Of course.
Oh, what's ya afraid of?
Dead men don't bite.
What the?
Were did he go?
What has got you riled?
He's gone.
No, wait, what?
That man, he's not there.
Lady of the house.
Who's that?
What now?
Speak on your intentions.
It's an unfortunate impediment, sad to say,
but we three are in need of food and shelter for the night.
Are you them grave robbers?
Not that I'm aware of, ma'am,
I mean we have robbed some,
but they were all above ground.
Well you should clear on off.
My husband'll be back soon.
That so?
It is.
Ma'am, we mean you no harm, but if you're not willing
to part with some food and water,
well it's like I was saying.
We rob some.
You forget yourselves,
seeings as I got you in my sights.
Yes, ma'am, you do.
You do, and you got two barrels on that gun.
Sad part for you is that there's three of us.
So you'd harm a woman.
Just what kind of vile creatures are you?
The kind that have tracked all day over rough terrain.
You know it would cause me great, great sadness.
We'll take what we need if it ain't offered up.
You leave your pistols out here.
As you would have it.
C'mon, boys.
Make the assistance.
Is it your plan to keep moving all night?
Hoping old dogs has found our trail.
He's as close as you say, then maybe he has.
All the more reason to keep moving.
I'm asking 'cause blisters on my feet
got blisters of their own.
Don't even start.
You got to only yourself to blame
for having to hoof it on the dogs.
Another question, though.
How far you thinkin' of the pushin' it?
I don't like this mountain.
Got a way about it stirs my senses.
A darkness, a feelin'.
What's the feelin'?
Don't rightfully know, something's off is all.
And seein' as I ain't gonna get a wink of sleep,
well, sally forth.
What about us?
Rank has its privileges.
Whoa, Whoa.
Campfire.
You stay here.
Hey, hey, hey, who's there?
Who is it?
Help me, help me.
What the hell is that?
I don't know where they went.
Can you get this off me before they come back?
I don't know.
What do you mean you don't know?
You must've done something awful bad
to bond such creativity.
As something of an expert on inventive punishment,
I do admire the work.
Are you a madman?
Tell me.
Indians.
Think I stole from 'em, but they got it wrong.
Oh yeah?
Cut me loose!
C'mon!
All right.
Ah, c'mon, just settle yourself down.
I am settled.
Thank you.
Don't go thankin' me just yet.
There's still more than half a chance
my fingers'll slip.
They got this on here all sorts of good.
Behind you!
Marshall!
My compliments.
Mighty fine vittles, ladies.
Gun shot.
Marshall!
Goddamn it.
Marshall.
Said I had a feelin' about this place.
Hey, you there, please get this
copper suckin' thing of me.
I'm sorry, I have to help the Marshall.
Ma'am, I don't know how much longer I can take.
That makes two of us.
Cut me loose.
No.
Cut me loose so I can save this man.
That ain't gonna happen.
You take pressure off that wound for more than a moment,
the Marshall bleeds to death.
Stay as you are and this man dies, so cut me loose already.
Don't, don't.
Fuck!
Okay, okay.
Now do your part.
Miss.
Easy now, mister.
Goin' for a smoke.
Send Hitch on back in here then.
I don't feel safe alone with these ones.
Will do.
Dalton! Get out here!
Take this.
Wild animal, bear maybe.
Man eater.
Lock the door, lock the door.
She just locked us out.
And she took our guns.
Can you hear out there, boys?
Was awful nice of you to pay us a visit,
but it's best you clear on off now.
You mean to turn us away deprived of the means
to defend ourselves!
Count yourselves lucky.
I'm lettin' you depart while still standin' upright.
Now get on!
Okay, deep breath.
That was the easy part, sad to say.
Just get on with it.
I got it, okay, got it loose.
Just one final pull and you're home free.
Ready?
All right, time for the Marshall.
Bad as it looks, I'm afraid.
I've seen worse.
I've had worse, but I was a hell of a lot younger.
We're gonna have to pull it outta ya.
Fancy yourself a doctor now too, deputy?
We gotta get it outta you before it brings on the putrid.
You pull it out, you're gonna be taking
half my guts along with it.
Leave it be.
He's right, Riggs.
All it'll cause him to do is bleed out quicker.
We have to do somethin'.
You could stop talkin'.
That'd be somethin'.
I don't speak your words.
I speak yours.
This was taken off dead one with great powers.
Her spirit now free to roam this world.
I want to see right by your friend
has forced an early end to my journey.
May you find the way.
You may speak our words,
but I ain't making any sense of this.
It was a good ride, partner.
Wish I could have gave you a proper sendoff.
But as it usually goes with our kind,
circumstances won't allow for proper burial.
Wanna.
Got any shovels?
In the store shed.
You're burnin' up.
You really should let me see ya to bed.
That's a house of death.
We'll stay out here, thank you.
We can see to your girl.
If you like.
To bury her next to some godless outlaw?
Called the great reckonin', ma'am.
Saints and sinners alike.
All the recoil after the light leaves their eyes.
That man that attacked us.
He was no man.
Not of any natural sort, at least.
Well, I gathered that.
Like those stories folks would tell,
the evil that dwells in these lands.
Haven't heard of this one.
Just red man's talltales.
Pray tell us.
They call 'em skinwalkers.
Can take on the shape of men or beast,
but they're neither.
Well what then?
An angry spirit.
Restless 'cause they're, they were wronged somehow.
Damn.
This one here came upon us wandering out of the forest.
Found a trinket on him.
Her husband found an amulet or some such.
A death totem.
News is, thinkin' the man must've robbed it
from an Indian grave.
So he set out to return it.
Your pa, you mean?
Not her pa.
Her husband.
I thought you said that-
- That's right.
Both wives of Mr. Willard.
Clara was too.
Well, to each their own, I suppose.
How old are you, girl?
13.
What's that for?
I didn't say a word, ma'am.
You got a problem with the way we live our lives, outlaw?
No concern of mine.
Sorry.
I dozed off.
It's the Marshall.
He doesn't have long.
Marshall Bascom.
Some fakes I've outridden.
It's the last thing I get to see on this road
is a petty little scowl of a man who loathes me.
I spoke in haste.
Hastey words are honest.
I'm still sorry I said 'em.
I'm not.
For it takes iron to tell a mean old head hunter
what you truly thin of him.
And I was happy to see ya had it in ya.
Look at me.
Iron is what'll keep you alive,
get you off this mountain,
and through the many perils that this world has in store
for those of us fool enough where the tin star.
You keep on, son.
Sorry.
That's
Deputy Marshall.
Damn.
Let me see.
Just leave it.
I will not.
That so?
That hurt?
That's fine.
How about now?
Goddamn.
Okay, I'll take that as a solid yes.
Yes.
It must be broken.
Well, seein' as though what you were makin' it,
I'll take your word for it.
You're just gonna have to grin and bear it.
Well, it needs to be set
or you're gonna wind up with a limp.
Fine.
I'll be as gentle as I can.
Just get on with it.
May I ask you where you
acquired your knowledge of medicine?
One of the few slight advantages having with an outlaw.
Times often enough I've been called on to spread remedy.
I see.
I wish I had a shovel.
Wanna give me a thumpin', do you?
Although that might give me some slight pleasure,
I was thinking about the Marshall.
It's not fair.
He didn't deserve this, dying on this mountain.
Becoming food for these critters.
Few end up where they deserve, Riggs.
Guess there's some truth in that.
Why you helpin' me, Masie?
What do you mean?
Makin' me so your husband and his men
can come cut me down.
It's finished.
It's best if you can keep your weight off of it.
Fine chance of that.
Good night, Riggs.
Yeah.
Hole's big enough for two.
You mean bury 'em together.
I don't care if she stays above ground,
as long as I don't have to dig another hole.
Savages.
What was that?
Nothing.
Good.
It's just, she deserves better, is all.
Of that I have no doubt.
You think there's any sense to what that child was sayin'?
Nope.
Doesn't mean it ain't true though.
Never seen a man like that before.
There's a darkness in him.
Like a rabbid wolf.
I guess an evil spirit's as good an answer as any.
You know, I'm long past exhausted.
Should try and get some rest.
Gonna need your strength for when we run into Bascom.
That goes for both of us.
We got the element of surprise, but one gun short.
No cause for concern to me.
You've never heard the same stories of Bascom
that I've heard.
Man's got my Masie.
Sure is pain if it be him who shits the brick.
Judith?
Judith, what's wrong?
It's taking me.
Stay away.
No, I can't leave you.
Run, Nelly!
I'll bring help!
How far is this cabin of yours?
Less than an hour's ride.
What about on foot?
Why?
Horses got away from us in the night.
That, or somebody stole 'em.
Subduction just keeps getting better.
You all right to travel?
Yeah.
You all right?
Not particularly.
Seein' as we got no choice.
Judith!
Take my hand, Judith.
Keep away from her.
No!
Can you see she's sick, girl, she's sick.
We need to help her.
Don't move any closer.
You can't leave me like this.
That gunfire?
Well, they just hunters.
Bet ya that's Festicate, not far from my homestead.
No!
Agh!
Fuck!
Jesus.
Goddammit.
Jesus.
Whatever it was took over that woman,
she passed it to me, I'm sure of it.
Talkin' crazy.
I know.
You saw for yourself the way that woman turned.
Well, maybe she's just saddened by the loss
of her sister wives.
No.
I can feel it.
How?
Can't put words to it, it's just a feelin'.
I know I'm gonna be like her.
What are you gonna do?
I think you know the answer to that.
Oh, hell no.
Hell, yes.
Believe me, old friend, you'd me showin' me favor.
Not yet.
It was a night and a morning for old girl lost her marbles,
so we have some time.
Time?
Find Masie.
Hold her one more time while
I still have hold of myself.
Can you hold firm?
Let's go pay a visit to Marshall Bascom.
You hear that?
Hear what?
Real faint, but it sounded like voices.
Natives?
I don't know.
Small breeze, rustle in the trees maybe.
'Cause you never hear an Indian unless he wants you to.
Yeah, probably right.
Let's keep goin' then.
Not fairin' so well.
I'll be fine, I just need a minute.
You know, you could hole up here.
I could find Masie and bring her back to you.
Leave you to take Bascom and his men alone?
No offense, but I'm wondering how much
you should be to fight any.
Suppose that's fair.
This just ain't right.
I'll manage it.
I mean this whole thing.
Hitch, Elmer.
Ain't no money in it.
Everything considerin', you should be trying
to lengthen the distance between you
and the likes of Bascom.
I'm just a much a sentimental fool as you, I guess.
You're a good man, Vernon Wesley.
I wouldn't go that far,
but we take care of our own kind.
Honor among thieves.
Yeah.
I got a little problem leading ya, friend.
You're weight's gettin' overbearing.
I gotta stop.
How much further?
Almost there.
Just over that ridge.
Hey, where you goin'?
Just over that ridge.
Goddammit.
My god.
Vern!
Well, I'll be damned, Masie.
Vern.
How the hell you'd get away from Bascom?
Well, long story.
How the hell you'd find me?
That's an even longer story.
Dalton with you?
What?
What's wrong?
He up a short ways from here.
Before you see him, he ain't go long.
Goddamn, where is she?
You got an eye for her, I think.
Think again, partner.
She's a married woman.
And that's the river callin' ya all on across.
Very happy to hear it.
Hold on.
It's who she's married to
that makes it all so easy to avoid temptation.
And who might that be?
A lowdown outlaw.
Speaking of lowdown outlaws.
Vern?
Who's there?
Speak out!
Masie.
Dalton.
Masie.
It's me, Dalton.
Don't touch me girl.
Don't come no closer.
Why?
Don't, agh.
Dalton.
Ah, Jesus!
Just run.
What's happening to you?
I just wanted to see ya one more time.
Dalton, you're scaring me.
Keep your eyes open.
Stop, stop, stop!
Keep your eyes open.
Wake up, Dalton.
Wake up, wake up, Dalton.
What is it, what?
Run, Masie!
No, I'm not leaving you.
Goddammit, woman.
What are you doing?
Get the hell outta here, Masie.
I'm not leaving you!
Get the hell outta here, Maise!
What are you doing?
Masie, god dammit!
Dalton!
Keep your hands where I can see 'em, law dog.
Trying to help wounded man.
Keep your eyes forward
and let me worry about gimpy Joe there.
You were saying Bascom was cut down
by a couple of redskins?
You expect me to believe that?
I don't care what you believe.
Dalton!
Masie!
You all right?
I can't make any sense of this.
He was dead, Vern.
My Dalton.
One moment his heart had stopped and he was awake again.
Only-
- He was changed.
Like a man possessed.
Where'd he go?
Masie.
That way.
Into the forest.
Look here, this is very important.
Did he touch ya?
Are you sure?
I lay my hand upon his forehead.
He didn't scratch ya or nothin'?
Why does that matter?
You know I was talking to Ms. Jackson.
No, he seemed set on avoiding me altogether.
Why don't you tell us what's goin' on here?
It's a way this thing seems to function.
Has to draw blood to move from one soul to another.
Lost your marbles, friend.
Well, I ain't your friend,
and as far as I'm concerned, it can take ya all to hell.
My only concern is for Ms. Masie alone
and getting her off this goddamn mountain.
You should let her rest.
Homestead is just a stone's throw from here.
And what are you, the Sultan of Persia?
I don't take your meaning.
You know the man with all them wives,
he kept 'em for himself.
What about my wife?
They're dead.
Two of 'em anyway and the youngest one,
she ran off somewhere.
You run off my wife.
And you remove all notions of heroics.
I ain't the one that pillaged your harem.
I may be a low down highway man,
but I've never laid a hand on the fairer kind
as Ms. Jackson can attest to.
Now you take my words as truth.
There ain't nothin' back there but corpses,
and you do as you like.
My concern is for Masie.
I'm not going anywhere.
Hey.
Not without Dalton.
You said it yourself, Dalton's dead.
You seen him expire.
I was mistaken.
You weren't.
I was, I must've been.
He went off that way.
I'm gonna go follow.
Forgive me for being familiar.
Dalton!
Come now.
Almost there.
Hey, I'm leaking like a sieve.
Ah, busted open again.
Damn me.
Oh, damn me.
Give me a beat or two, I gotta sit down.
Have my pistol back, please.
Thank you.
Hold it, don't shoot.
I know it's you, old friend.
Nelly?
I feel a fever coming over me.
I can't make it back to the cabin by myself.
Why you being so cold to me?
Is it true?
Are Judith and Clara really?
Oh my god.
Ow.
You know his words?
Some of it.
She was a noble woman.
Let us go across the plains.
Here we live.
Lakota, Navajo, Apache, all as one people, one tribe.
Led us to this mountain, our new home.
But something turned in her.
A dark and ancient evil.
In her madness, Red Feather led us in rebellion.
Before she died, she swore that she would return.
What was that last part?
And now she has.
Who has?
What does any of this mean?
When her grave was disturbed.
She awoke a...
Skinwalker.
What's a skinwalker?
Shapeshifter.
It can turn from beast to man.
Here spirit will travel at will,
from one living body to another.
One whose heart still beats, blood she's drawn.
Fairytales.
No, legend says dark and ancient evil
will move from creature to creature,
killing all in its path.
And they can't be killed.
No.
This is very interesting, but.
The amulet.
What?
That Indian gave you before he died, give it here.
Why?
Just do it.
This was hers?
Return it to her.
Here, take it.
It made your husband an evil spirit.
No!
Holy cow.
We need to go.
Preachin' to the choir.
What now?
Don't fall.
Okay.
Girl.
All right, made believers out of us.
Quiet.
Some kind of ritual?
Yes, must be calling on her soul to return
to the spirit world.
Looks like we just ran out of praying time.
Stay back.
I know what's goin' on here.
I know what's happening to me.
I just wanted to say goodbye, Nelly.
Do what you gotta do.
What the hell was that!
Something no one would ever believe.
Hell, I saw it and I don't even believe it.
Wait!
Where are you going?
I'd say he's got the right of it.
All right, then.
Off to Brisky Junction.
So California, is it?
Or Chicago, New York, even.
Run as far as you can.
No shame in that.
No, none at all.
But take heed because it's a hell of a way
to live your life.
Lord knows I had to find that out the hard way.
Yes.
And don't marry an outlaw.
I'm not likely to be marrying anybody again.
She's smart beyond her years.
Ladies.
Trip to California and some spending cash.
I can't take your money, deputy.
Already have miss.
I don't wanna hear another word on it.
I don't have words for it.
I'm grateful, sir, truly.
And after I find work, I can-
- Sure.
If for some godforsaken reason
you find yourself back in the territory,
but for your sake, Nelly, I hope this is the last
we see of each other.
Thank you, Nat.
All right, go on then, don't miss your train.
Be well, Nelly.
She called you Nat.
A lot of my friends do.
Well, got some unfinished business.
I know the jail house ain't far, but salon's closer.
Buy me a drink before turning me in?
It'll get you as far as California,
but if I was you, I'd get on a ship
and I'd sail to China or something.
Grace.
I ain't letting you go, but I'll give you a head start.
China, I heard it's lovely this time of year.
You're a kind man, deputy.
Thank you, Riggs.
Friends call me Nat.
I think is still prefer Riggs.
As you like it.
Take care of yourself.
Yeah, you too.
Is this seat taken?
Ms. Jackson.
In the flesh.
Today's news, latest and greatest in the territory.
Thank you.
Extra, extra, today's news.
Sergeant.
Colonel's coming.
Found another dead body, sir.
This one down by the river.
What the hell happened?
Don't rightly know, sir.
Well, back to the task at hand.
Meeting some resent from the natives.
Chief Red Feather tells them this is their mountain,
sacred birthright of the people.
What is all this?
Haven't you heard?
All the Indians have been ordered off this mountain.
What's this?
Mountain yours.
Nelly, you feeling okay?
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