Outlaws and Angels

Where's it all begin?

Violence. The gun.

- Isabelle! - The knife. The axe.

- Isabelle, come here. - How's it born? How's it start?

We all just wanna make it. To live. To exist.

Stay out of the hoosegow.

We love if we're lucky.

We lose, we're damaged. Hardened.

- Isabelle. - We do what we have to.

What we are compelled to do.

Not true. I like Sidney on account of his small prick.

- Like a little mushroom. - Easiest coin I ever earned.

Barely even know it's in, don't matter which hole.

- He's a disgusting little man. - With a perfect little prick.

- Try not to talk so much like a whore. - Try not to talk so much like a bitch.

- I got a bad itch this week. - It's those fat railway fucks.

Dirtiest pricks in the entire county.

Hey!

Wait! Please, no!

Grab the goddamn bag, goddammit!

Don't shoot!

Come on, don't dillydally!

Get outta there, kid!

Samuel! Get up here and thread this mark.

- What do you think? - They pretty far shucked.

- And I got these old eyes. - Sam, you slower than molasses in January.

How the fuck these pricks get the bulge on a lawman?

We was just making a deposit, is all.

A deposit.

- I wasn't ready. - Mayor Bishop is dead.

Goddammit!

Bled out real fast.

Fuck all.

Post the bounties,

then get Josiah on it.

Top coin. I don't give a shit how much.

Just get it done.

Josiah?

They dragged him off somewhere. No time to bury him.

Mayhap I should have the men start peeking for the body?

Yeah, have them round it up, chop off the top.

If he sees fit, he can keep the coin. I don't care.

We gotta keep heading south.

Don't wanna give them any time to breathe.

We slag any longer, we're going to lose the track.

Boys, saddle up. We ain't but a half day behind 'em.

I ain't used my axe in a while...

and I'd be lyin' if I said I wasn't looking forward to it.

Charlie, what you playing at?

Bang, bang, bang.

- Look like hell, boy. - Yeah, we're here, ain't we?

- The worst is comin' soon. - Shut your yap.

Boys'll be fine. Be prepared, is all.

Sure is good to see you, Aunt Esther. You ain't aged a day.

I don't like it one bit what you boys got yourselves into.

Shut your yap!

Don't listen to her, Charlie. She don't know nothin'.

- You better keep your hands off that lady. - It's fine, boys.

I don't make no habit, but a woman needs discipline at the proper time.

Just hand over the supplies, we'll be on our way.

No need to bulldoze, son. Me and Esther came and done this on our own accord.

I didn't come nowhere on nobody's own accord.

I think all y'all be on-the-shoot.

All y'all gonna have to answer to the Good Lord soon.

Shut your yap!

Now you listen here, old man.

- I'm big bug around here. - No, no! Let him be!

You try that again, I'm gonna clean your plow real good. You understand?

Henry, he can't breathe.

I'm fine, woman, I'm fine!

Well?

Hey!

You're gonna wanna go down on the east side,

through Rock Canyon... and White Sands.

Cross over outside of El Paso.

West trail's better. Through Deming, cross in Columbus.

Ain't nothing on the east side from here to the border. We'll dies.

Exactly. Ain't nobody dumb enough to track you that way.

- Who says they're tracking? - There's bounty on your heads.

- Eight thousand, all in. - You're joshin'.

I wish I was... for my nephew's sake, but I ain't.

That man y'all shot, he died.

Government official. Right and proper from another county.

Bad luck! He was a friend of Sheriff Mckay.

- They was compadres. - Dammit all to hell!

- I told you not to shoot that... - Hobble your lip, Charlie.

And that poor young woman, too.

We didn't kill no woman. That's a lie.

You see how cruel you is? You didn't even notice!

- Two-thousand each? - Thousand on each of the boys.

The rest is on you.

They don't know us. No way they could.

Tall man with the ivory grips is what they call you.

- And the... the fat man. - Who's the fat man?

Masks don't cover all it up.

If they don't catch you now, you be alright.

They don't know your faces, but they gonna come at you hard,

especially you, until you're good and gone.

- East trail it is. - Horses can't make it.

- We can't carry enough water... - If they die, we'll foot it.

You can't foot if you can't drink.

Well...

let's hope that don't happen till the final stretch.

Plenty of green patches on the other side.

Fuck all, Henry!

Man, you done fucked the rooster.

Dammit all to hell!

No.

Sorry, ma'am. I truly am.

Goddammit, Henry.

You can't shoot no woman.

Joe.

Joe! Joe!

Don't you do it, you fuckin' cow head.

My kin! They's my goddamn kin! You done crossed the line.

You know as well as I do, $8,000's enough to turn anyone.

Even kin, Henry. Even kin.

Alright, hand it to your sister.

- But I wanna do it again, Papa. - Now, Charlotte, let's give a turn.

- Papa! - Don't talk back to me, girl.

Well... I'll be.

All youse good at is boy things, you ugly rut.

Hush up.

I'll fetch more rounds.

You disgusting bitch. You got clitchy chuck all over my fingers.

Get up.

You alright, Button?

Alright, then.

Hey, now.

Never, ever point a gun at somebody unless you intend to bed 'em down.

You bitch, I dare you.

Florence Ethel Tildon!

You put that gun down at once,

or you're gonna get a whoopin' like you've never had.

I was just kiddin', Daddy.

- Flo, you go to your daddy now. - I'll go.

Best get in there, give your daddy a rubdown before supper unless you want a whippin'.

- I'll go, Mama. - Hush now, Charlotte. It's Flo's turn.

- But she got to... - No buts. You do as you're told and shut it.

- Let her go, Mama. I don't... - No buts for you either, young lady!

Now git!

That's a good girl.

These bodies been out here a lot longer than I like.

Josie. There's something over yonder.

In the bushes.

Alright.

Whoever you be, I implore you, reveal yourself.

We ain't gonna hurt you,

long as you come out slow-like.

Last chance.

What's your name, little girl?

Don't be scared. Come here.

All's good now.

What's your name?

Lulu.

Well...

that's a pretty name. Lulu.

What happened out here?

And who are you to those folks?

My Grammy and Grampy got shot good.

- Yeah. Who shot 'em, honey? - I couldn't see them good,

but I could hear them. Bad men.

Yeah, bad men.

Now, do you know why the bad men wanted to shoot your grandfolks?

Not sure. I thought they were good at first,

and just getting Grampy 'cause he beat on us, but...

But what, honey?

But then they bed down Grammy.

And that ain't right. I loved my Grammy.

When I heard them do that, I sunk down in the brush.

I prayed Jesus till they went away. They did.

But then the horses run off and I was stuck. I can ride.

If the horses was here, I could've!

Now, I know this is hard, Lulu, but...

I need to know what those men said.

They said a lot of bad words I shouldn't say.

No, not like that. I need to know where they went.

They said they was going east, through White Sands.

- That's impossible. - That's what they said! I ain't lying!

No... that makes sense.

They know we'd have to be cracked to follow 'em down those parts.

Well, I ain't cracked.

Ain't no coin worth that.

Goddamn.

What you get for talking out your neck, yellow scamp.

- Sorry, Lulu. - It's okay. He had it comin'.

Yeah. Now, we're gonna have the yellow man take the girl back to town,

we'll push on.

Boss...

maybe we should think about this.

I thought about it.

I think you oughta get on your fucking horse, we'll go get some heads.

I'm starting to wonder if we's dead and gone to hell.

Left rung...

firebug...

snatch... wart.

You go and you get the pillow.

What the hell you yappin' about?

Build it! Build it strong with the logger and the roots, big John!

You okay, Maddie?