Rust

Come on...

Come on...

One day, a man went to take a walk into town.

On his way home he saw a little dog which had hurt his leg

The poor dog was so lame

he could not lift his foot off

the ground without great pain.

Aren't you gonna eat, Lucas?

- I'll have mine later, Jacob.

[chicken clucking, pig oinking]

Lucas, look!

- Get your ass over here!

-Sorriest God damn hogs I've ever seen, Christ almighty.

2 and 25 per.. 4 and 50 for the both of 'em

it's the best I can do.

-In October you was giving 5 per.

It ain't October no more.

Christ, this Gilt's as scrawny as you are.

What about one of the horses?

4 and 50 for the hogs...

25 for the swayback in addition. Deal?

- I'll take that cornmeal right there

and the rye flour...

Some beans and that hard bread.

Okay... let's see...

That's a quarter dollar for the bread times two.

Even dollar for the beans

and 3 and 50 for the meal and the flour.

Say uh, Tom Langtry come by...

Tom the older, not his boy up in Stafford.

Remarked that he might be in the market for some land nearabout.

No, thanks, Mr. Cochrane.

-You sure, Lucas? - We're fine, sir.

- It could be a lot of money--

- I'm gonna need another pound of that salt beef...

A couple cans of molasses and three sacks of that Indian corn.

-All right, well that's 20 cents on the beef...

I keep the corn down in the cellar

if you wanna bring your wagon around

I'll go down and get it for you.

Okay.

-Say uh... you think the little one could

help his self to a candy stick?

Red Bird peppermint, I believe.

-Okay. But you can't have it til after supper, okay?

Jacob!

Heard his mama wasn't nothing but a dried up old whore...

- Killed herself all crazy from syphilis.

Shit!

That little son of a bitch just bit me!

I said hold him, damnit!

You little bastard!

- All right that's enough!

That's enough!

- What have you done here?

What did you do to my boy?!

That's enough, I said!

Like hell it is!

That little grubstake damn dear brained my son!

-We didn't do nothing to him pa, he just come at us--

You shut your coward mouth!

Charles!

You will not be beating this or any other child in my store,

do you understand me?

Just let go... let go of me.

Lucas...

You better get on home now.

Go on, get your brother and go, both of you.

Go!

Hey.

- -Get your boys.

They took my peppermint stick.

Lucas?

Someone's coming.

Stay put, you hear me?

-That old Springfield's as liable to blow up in your hands

as it is to fire off a shot.

You ain't got business here.

The hell I don't.

You laid that hickory to my boy, you took on a debt.

I come to see it satisfied.

- They was beating on my brother.

-One arm, I'll get down off this horse

-and I'll whoop your ass-- -You keep quiet!

I ain't going with you.

The hell you ain't.

I got two hundred beeves on contract...

You're gonna have to work off what his broke arm

can't if'n I gotta drag you outta here.

This is a hard land, son.

You might be between the hay and the grass

but that don't make it no less the case.

I'll come back 'round to collect you in the morning.

Get to sleep now.

Lucas?

What did Mama look like?

I can't remember.

[rhythmic, intense music playing]

Lucas Hollister...

As you have been found guilty

of the murder of Charles Edward Gantry

by a jury in good standing in Sedgwick County

on this day, 4th April, 18 and 82.

And though taking into account, your youth and circumstances

by virtue of your prior history with the deceased,

this court has no recourse

but to find this heinous act premeditated.

As such, Lucas Hollister, I hereby sentence you to hang...

Sentence to be carried out upon construction of a suitable venue

and disptach of the Hangman from Lincoln.

This court is adjourned.

- I can appreciate that you've come

quite a distance, Ms. Bassett,

but we can't just--

- Do not speak to me as if we are acquainted,

Mr. Tyrell.

- I do apologize, Ms. Bassett, but again--

-The distance I have traveled is of no consequence

to this discussion.

- The boy's been tried, Ms. Bassett,

-he's been convicted-- -In Hayesville.

Yes but--

-A saltlick backwater to say the least.

- Please try and understand, Ms. Bassett--

-I will hire a lawyer. I'll appeal to the state court.

- I am a judge of the state court, Ms. Bassett...

Duly appointed by Territorial Governor John Geary

in 18 and 54.

27 years on in Sedgwick.

And while I esteem your call

-to plead the boy's-- -To hell with your esteem.

Psalm 82:3...

Give justice to the weak and to the fatherless.

Do you know me?

No, Ma'am.

Look at me when you speak.

Barely a sprout you are.

They tell me I'm kin to you.

Your mother was Wilhelmina Hollister?

My name is Evelyn Bassett.

Bassetts of Sheridan County.

I was Aunt to your mother.

Though it's been some years since we had occasion.

I thought it only proper to come.

Can you help me?

-It appears my entreaties have fallen upon deaf ears.

What'll happen to my brother?

-Arrangements will have to be made.

A boy's home?

I expect.

Can you take him?

Certainly not.

-He won't have no one once I'm gone.

I'm an old woman, Lucas.

This is simply the way of things.

Why'd you come then?

To see for myself.

Your mother was very dear to me when she was a child.

I'm afraid I have to take my leave of you.

I'm sorry I couldn't have done more.

- -

Shhhh...

My little Angel...

I know...

Mommy knows.

- -My little Angel.

It's okay, my darling.

Dear Lord, please take mercy on this child.

You hate him for it, don't you?