1313: Billy the Kid (2012) - full transcript

In April 1881, wounded outlaw and fugitive Billy the Kid staggers into the desert town of Hell's Heart to rest and recuperate only to soon discover that voracious supernatural entities lurk in the town and want him for a trophy.

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Hello ...?

You ain't got to hide from me!
I'm just looking for a place

to bed down for tonight ...!

Drop that pitchfork or I'll
drop you.



Nothing doing!

Good thing I ain't feeling to
well. I usually don't wait

this long without shooting.

Don't! Don't!

I'm mulling it over.
Who the hell are you?

My name's "Buck".

Okay, Buck, here's my next
question: what the hell are

you doing coming after me
with that pitchfork? That

doesn't seem too hospitable.
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I thought you might
be one of them!

Who's "them"?

Okay, never mind. You live
here, Buck?

I was staying over at the
boardinghouse.

Ran out of money.



Maybe just invested it poorly?

I didn't say I ran out of
money for hooch.

Okay, fine, so you're the town
drunk and you live in a barn.

Where's everybody else?

I haven't seen nobody.

Nobody? Who's selling you
that fire-water?

You don't look so good,
mister.

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I've had better days.
Answer my question.

You can try Lottie's. She runs
the boardinghouse and

the general store.

She also nows about
patching up bullet holes??

I mind my own business.

Good policy.
What do you know about

patching up bullet holes?

Mister?

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Never mind. Pleasure
meeting you, Buck.

Next time, announce yourself.
Might save your life ...

Man can't drink in peace
around here ...

He's coming.

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Can I help you, mister?

I may be in need {Cough} of
some assistance ...

"Croatoan"

I'm gonna tell you again, Now
ain't the time to be taking in

strangers!

Look he's my boarder Earl
and I can do in it

whatever I please..

A man shows up with a gunshot
wound, it's a sign of trouble!

What was he going
to do rob me?

There's worse than robbing
someone.

Well I can handle myself Earl
and you know it.

Well at least go up there and
get his gun off of him

before he wakes up.
And I'd feel a whole lot

better if you let me
lock him up somewhere

until we get a better
idea of who he is.

Well he is my
boarder right now.

Lottie ...

He's my boarder, Earl and
that's End discussion.

Well, when ever he's able then
I want him up on his feet

and out of here.. And I want
you packed up and ready to l

eave by the end of the week.

I'm not leaving.

Why the hell do you even want
to stay here? This place

is going to be a
ghost town by Monday.

Well I guess that
makes me a ghost.

Ya, A stubborn ghost.

Get our new friend on his feet
and out of here as soon as

you can and I mean it.

Don't make a sound.

Who was that?

Earl.

Try again.

Deputy Earl Whitecastle.

Where's the sheriff?

Your guess is as good as mine.
Earl's acting sheriff for now.

Nice to see you up and about.
It was touch and go

for a while.

How long was I out?

Four days.

You know that gunshot
wound was infected.

If you'd waited a day or two
longer, either you would have

had to come off or you'd be
residing in a

pine box right now.

Much obliged, then.

Don't mention it.
I'm "Lottie".

So I hear.

You got a name?

Does it matter?

It matters when I take a lead
slug out of you.

Don't worry, I ain't someone
you need to be troubled by.

Right... If that's true,
I'm sure you

wouldn't have pulled
a gun on me.

Sorry.

The name's "Antrim".
Henry Antrim.

Well that's better.
Pleasure to meet you,

Mr. Antrim.

So who shot you?

Apache war party. I was out
to the Pecos Valley to the

Arizona Territory on a job
driving cattle. They must've

figured I was by my self..
They killed my horse and I

lost 'em in the foothills,
but not before one of them

got off a lucky shot of.

I haven't seen any Apaches
in this area for a long time.

I Did...

How did you find Hell's Heart?

Pardon?

This town. It's not easy to
find. Might explain why it

died an untimely death. Any
way we don't get strangers

here. That's why Whitecastle
and everyone is in an uproar.

They think you might be some
sort of criminal element.

"criminal element". I'm just a
cow-puncher.

Still doesn't explain how you
Found this town,

It's not even on the map.

I just rode in. What's up
with all the questions?

Curiosity.

So you won't mind if I ask a
question or two then?

Within reason, sure.

What's a young miss like
yourself doing

running the town's general
store and boardinghouse?

Well in case you haven't
noticed. There ant a lot of

candidates for the position.

Which leads me to my next
question: where is

everybody else?

Well you almost
met Whitecastle

And some drunk guy
named "Buck".

Almost forgot about Buck.
There's two. How many people

do you think we need?

It seems like a smaller number
compared to that hundred

twenty-eight got there
on your sign.

Well there's a few more.
But most of the people

packed up and moved out when
the silver mine dried up. The

town's off the beaten path.
You can hear the same story up

and down the territory. I
guess Some places

just die out. But the rest of
the town they are

all already packed up. heading
towards Arizona forming a

wagon train. I'm sure they'd
let you ride with them.

I ride alone.

Maybe that's explains how you
got attacked

by that war party?

Maybe.

You planning on leaving?

As soon as I can.

Well, That bullet hole might
feel a lot better, but

you were fighting off
a serious infection.

I think I'll be alright.

Right,, Unless you want to
arrive to Pecos Valley in

worse shape than you were when
you arrived here,

you should rest up.

Let me guess, you're the
town's sawbones, too?

I grew up on a ranch. I
learned a thing or two

about patching
up gunshot wounds.

Well I appreciate the concern,
but I should be moseying along

out of here. Besides your
friendly neighborhood lawman

wants me on my way. I'm
only to happy to oblige him.

Right I don't pay much heed in
what Whitecastle says

and neither should you.

I've seen that
before. What is that?

It's a "wabon-dee".
The Apaches

painted them over their tents
and on their horses. It's

either a rabbit, which means
"light", or a left hand, which

means "protection". They
painted them to ward off evil.

I thought you said the Apaches
don't come around here?

They didn't paint it. My
father did.

Your father's an Apache then?

No, he was just superstitious.
And once he died I didnt

have the heart to paint
over it.

You hold with that
Injun nonsense?

I like to hedge my bets.

Where are you going?

Don't worry, I'll be
back momentarily .

Hey nice to see you
up and around.

Easy, partner.

My apologies.

Hey, after being shot, I don't
blame you for being skittish.

And who might you be?

Lloyd. I'm the town
blacksmith.

And I also run the stables.

Really? You know where I can
buy a horse around here,

Lloyd?

Should've used past tense on
that last part. All the horses

all got cleared out when the
townspeople did. The only way

the rest of us are getting out
of here is on Stage coach,

next week.

Exactly how many people are
still left around here?

About four or Countin'
you, five.

How many lawmen does your town
have?

Why you asking so many
questions?

You don't ask questions, you
don't learn.

Okay alright, I got a
question: who are you?

Okay alright, I got a
question: who are you?

"Bill" ...
Antrim.

"Bill Antrim"?

Henry Antrim. Still a little
dizzy from the infection,

I suspect.

Pleased to meet you, Mr.
Antrim.

Thanks for the friendly
hello Lloyd ,

One more question.

Lottie said you had a Lincoln
marshal's badge fell out of

your pocket when you
hit the floor.

It's a memento of the old
days. I'm retired.

Retired? You're the youngest
marshal I ever saw.

I'm young for my age.

"Young for my age" ...?

Rabanne ...

I asked not to be disturbed.

What do you want to do about
McCarty?

Nothing, No body leaves Hell's
Heart, Especially not him.

He's mine.

He's got a huge price on his
head. The townspeople figure

out who he is they might try
to get the drop on him ...

No bodys going to get
the drop on him.

Not yet.

Mornin'.

Mornin', Deputy.

You might as well call me
"Sheriff".

Earl Whitecastle. And I hear
you go by "Antrim",

is that right?

That's what they call me.

is it?

I was just on my way out of
your fine little town ...

Sheriff. Anything I can help
you with before I leave?

I just got finished talking to
Lottie at the boardinghouse.

She seems to think you're up
and about a little early,

considering the gravity
of that wound.

I'm a fast healer.

You'd have to be ...

.. Especially when you get hit
with something like this. What

do you think that is
Forty-five caliber?

I don't know much about
bullets, other than they

hurt like hell.

Well, you're in luck. My
father was a gunsmith, so I

happen to know about what
goes into making a bullet.

See, Apaches use rifles, long-
range ammunition. They're

hunters. This came out of a
Colt revolver,

More than likely.

Fast reflexes, too. You keep
that bullet. Consider

it a souvenir.

You got something you
want to ask me?

Yes. Misster Antrim.. Who
really shot you?

I didn't get his name. I
was too busy

trying not to get killed.

We've established your
original story is full of

what makes the grass grow
green, so let's start over.

You were being chased by ...?

Pardon my rudeness, Deputy,
but I'm trying to make to

Arizona before nightfall ...

On foot?

You seem to have a shortage of
horses around here.

I was all set this morning to
see you out of here as

fast as you could go. But the
more I talk to you,

the more I think you should
stay a few more days.

I'm pretty fast. Before you
blink, I'll have two new

bullets you can look at.

I figured.

I believe you have met Lloyd.
He's my deputy. In case you

haven't noticed, he's also a
very nervous fellow. You make

any sudden moves, who knows?
We might have to make your

coffin a head smaller.

There. Now, we can have a much
more relaxed conversation.

I'm not feeling to sociable at
the moment.

You're not under arrest Mr
Antrim I'm just trying to

making it a little more safe
for all parties involved.

Safe for you, maybe. You're
the one with all the guns.

Like I said earlier , I was
on my way out of your

little town.

And I'll let you head that
way, just as soon as I get

some answers.

I gave you plenty.

You gave me lies, Mr. Antrim.
A man shows up in my town with

a gunshot from a Peacemaker,
half- dead, no food, no water,

no money and no horse. Seems a
might suspicious, don't you

think? either way I figure
you're a wanted man or

you're tracking one.

Maybe we should just
take him to the jail?

They burned the jail
down you idiot?

"They"?

Don't worry about it.

Somebody burned down your
jail? Maybe I'm the

least of your problems?

I'm done patronizing you.
Whether you're a man with

a price on your head or a
bounty hunter, you're worth

some money to me. I'm gonna
need a grub-stake when I

leave town.

That's what this is all about?
Money?

You got it Consider yourself a
guest of Hell's Heart. You can

board up at Lottie's, roam
around town free as you want,

just so long as you stay
in my line of sight.

And I don't see you with one
of these in your hands.

Let's get a move on.

Lloyd?

I'd hate to shoot money.

Yeah?

Howdy, Mr. Antrim ...

Well, hell, you're the town
drunk and the bellhop?

They picked me to run up your
chow on account of anybody

got killed they would miss me.

Relax. They took my gun.
Besides I don't kill

people for no good reason.

Ya that's what I told 'em.

What's going on around here?

I don't follow.

Your town started with a
hundred or so. Now its down to

five or six. And theirs eight
graves in the cemetery,

I counted. Everybody just took
off? Up and left their homes?

I should go ...

They didn't take my knife.

All I know is, the silver mine
ran out. Then, the

homesteaders ran out. Then,
the whiskey ran out.

What happened to the sheriff?

Whitecastle?

No. The real sheriff. That
kid's no older than I am.

I don't even think he's dry
enough behind the ears to be a

deputy, but nobody would have
put him in charge like that.

I don't know! I swear!

What the hell do you know?

I know I ain't enjoying this
conversation too much ...

You can go back to your barn,
Buck.

You got it, chief!

And you can put that knife,
Mr. Antrim.

I think I'll hold onto it.

That would be a mistake.

Walking into this
town-sized dump was a mistake

Judging how quick you boys
are to pull iron I'd think

holding onto this knife was
the best thing I've done

in a spell.

I don't recall giving
you a option .

Neither do I.

I don't want to shoot you. Not
til I get a better idea

of who you are.

You tell me about this place
and maybe I'll throw

you a bone.

You know all you need to know.

All right you said I was free
to roam.. I'm roaming.

Let me amend that. You're free
to roam around town so long as

the sun's up. It's sunset. And
until sunrise, you will

staying put in this room..

You know i'm a bit of
a night owl.

You know it was Lottie's idea
to put the sleeping

powders in your food.

Should've had Lottie cook
me up some

of that sleepin' food .

Dammit ...!

Buck!!!

What do you want?

We aren't going to hurt you,
Buck. We're here to help you.

Help me with what?

Come outside and
we'll show you.

No way.

Times change. Come outside and
we'll talk. Have a few drinks.

Don't try anything! I got
a pitchfork ...!

Now, I'm hearing voices ...

Whoever you are, I just want
you to know, I ain't a part of

this! I didn't do any thing!
There ain't no need to play

around with me ...

Damn it!

Hello?

Hello, Buck. Long time,
no see.

I know you. You're Sheriff
Oakley.

Was Sheriff Oakley. I go by
another name now. Rabanne.

They said you were dead. You
and Deputy Willet ...

Oh, you mean ... Uriel?

Listen ...

Sure.

Rabanne. I don't want no
trouble. I just want to go

back to my barn..

See we don't like that barn to
much. Somebody painted

something bad over the door.

You want me to ... wash
if off or something?

Na, what we want you to
do is, stand real still like

well we eat you alive.

Oh, God! I didn't mean to ...

It's all right. Really.
This wont hurt a bit.

Billy ...

Hello?

Come out here, Billy. We got
something to show you.

Hello Billy?

In case you were wondering,
you're dreaming.

Thanks for letting me know.

That doesn't mean you're safe,
though.

I don't care what it means.
I'll wake up and figure a way

out of this place. You know
how many tough scrapes I got

out of in my life?

You've never been in a "tough
scrape" like this one,

I assure you.

Hello, Billy.

Do I know you, partner?

We have never met before. I
used to be the sheriff here.

"Used to be"?

I changed. Now, I go by
"Rabanne".

It's a great story.

You want to know another
story: in three months,

you will die.

I get that a lot.

Ohh No. But this time, it's
true. You will die.

Betrayed by a friend.

Or an enemy.

They'll write stories about
your exploits. They'll write

songs about you.

You'll finally be knocking
on heaven's door.

Everybody dies ...

Not like you.

What do you care?

We offer you a chance at
immortality.

There ain't no percentage in
living forever.

You could be the greatest
gunfighter that ever

walked the Earth.

No bullet could harm you.

No rope will hang you.

You could go into any bank,
any saloon, any train car

and take anything you wanted
and no one could stop you.

All you have to do in return
is ...

... Walk into the forest

Give us what we want, Billy.

Give us what we want.

Relax. I was just untying you.

Damn, What happened?

Well, Earl decided to calm you
down with the butt end of his

gun. That might explain that
big ol' bump on the back of

your head.

That son-of-a ...

Now, now, there's a lady
present. Anyway, he tied you

up for the night.

You mind telling me why?

I don't know.

I think you do know and i
think your in on it. Our

friend the deputy
told me you drugged my food.

I didn't tie you up or
drug your food ...

I get the sense you're lying.

I don't know why he said that.
Maybe you should talk to him?

You got a gun?

Why?

Cause im going to need it.

Oh you think if I had a gun I
would give it to you?

I think its about time I need
to start evening the odds

around here ...

Uhh...

Mornin', Mr. Antrim.

Where's my gun?

Sheriff Whitecastle ain't
gonna let you have a gun ...

He ain't the sheriff.

I tend not to argue
about semantics.

Somebody in this town is gonna
start talking straight, or I'm

gonna start busting their
skull, you got me?

What do you want to know?

Well, I'd appreciate if you
start about what's going

at this place.

Your guess is as good as mine.
I just shoe horses and

fix wagon wheels.

What do you know about Lottie?

How do you mean?

Did I stutter?

Sorry! I don't know much! Her
pa ran the general store and

the boardinghouse! He
disappeared and Lottie took it

over. She don't leave.

What do you mean?

I mean, she don't leave! She
hasn't even walked outside

since her old man vanished!
She just stays in the store!

That don't strike you as odd?

Mister, lots of things around
here strike me as odd.

She talk to strangers?

What?

A man in black. Strangers.
Some one like that?

I don't know.

Well think hard.

I said I don't know!

I've had enough of this ...

What do you want me to do
about that horse ...?

You and I need to talk.

Now is not the time, Mr.
Antrim.

What the hells in this
sack huh ...?

Buck...

How in the hell did
that happen ...?

That's a good question

Buck usually, doesn't stray
too far from his barn.

I found him in yonder building
this morning. It could've been

a wolf or a mountain lion.

I never saw any animal do that
to a man.

Ya well if he would have
stayed put like he was

supposed to, it would've never
happened.

You don't seem to surprised
by this.

Unless your willing to help me
dig his grave, I suggest you

go back to
Lottie's and stay put.

You keep changing the rules,
Earl. I thought you said i

was allowed to roam freely, so
long as I didn't threaten the

sanctity of your little
kingdom with a knife or a gun

or a sharp stick ...

You call me "Sheriff" or
"Sheriff Whitecastle". Not

"Deputy" and sure as hell not
"Earl". Do we understand each

other, Mr. Antrim? Except
"Antrim" isn't your name,

either, is it?

You go by "Billy" these days,
or "Henry"? "Mr. Bonney"?

"Billy The Kid"?

Hell, I'll answer to just
about Anything these days.

A Federal marshal from Lincoln
came by here a couple of weeks

ago, looking for you. Seems
like you blasted your way out

of prison, stole a badge and
posed as a lawman to get this

far., you should be dead.
By all accounts.

Swinging from a rope.

How come im still alive, then?

I would have let you die in
your sleep or shot you

but I had to make
sure it was you.

Im standing right in front of
you. Unarmed. Why don't you

should shoot me now.. Unless
of course, I'm your first?

I'll be damned. All this big
talk about money and blowing

people's heads off, and
I'm your first.

You sure you don't want to be
the one that kills

Billy the Kid?

Huhh...

No.

Good. 'Cause this how its
gonna play out: I'm going to

get my gun, then, I'm getting
a horse, and if you're lucky,

I won't shoot the lot of you
before I hightail

it out of here.

You wont get very far. I
don't care how good you

are with a gun.

Ya why not?

Because they wont let
you.

Unless you can elaborate on
that "they" you keep talking

about, I'll keep considering
it a bunch of hogwash.

"They" did this to Buck.

For all I know, you did that
to Buck.

It's true. Buck didn't follow
the rules and he paid

the price. You leave town,
you'll pay the price...

I've gotten out of worse.

They know.

What do you want to do?

This subterfuge is over.
Whitecastle and the

townspeople are no
longer needed.

Tonight we feasting.

Where did you get that ...?

Why? Afraid I'm
gonna shoot you?

I'm afraid you lost your damn
mind.

How much do I owe you for
everything?

Wait, what are you doing?

I'm leaving your fine little
establishment. Give me the .

bill. I like to pay
what I owe..

Im sorry...
I can't let you leave, Billy.

Why not?

Well it's almost sunset and
you go out there after dark...

You won't make it fifty feet.
Especially not on foot.

Oh, I think I'll be all right.

You won't. There's something
out there that can take out an

entire posse without
batting an

Thanks for the warning. Now,
maybe you can enlighten me

about this "something" you
people are all het up about?

Ever hear about the
"Lost Colony"?

No.

Roanoke Island, Virginia.
About three hundred years ago,

the entire colony up and
vanishes.Every one was gone

Nobody knows where they went
or why. There where No bodies.

No graves. Just ... Gone.
They left one word carved in a

tree. "Croatoan".

"Croatoan".

I've seen that word before...

Some say it was the colonists
telling anyone else who came

by where they where going
Croatoan Island. Other's say

it was a warning.

Ya It was written on a sign
Out side the forest nearby.

I know. The Apaches
put it there.

And what does that have to do
with this place?

Well the Croatoan tribe have a
legend. Long with the Apaches,

the Lakotas, the Sioux ... Has
to do with a shape-shifter.

Some tribes call it
the "manitou".

I'm not in the mood for
some Injun nonsense ...

You asked, now listen. The
Eastern tribes all had this

communal legend about braves
going into the forest chasing

an deer or a elk or sometimes,
a bear. What happens is they

go into the into the forest
and that animal turns into

something else.

And?

And when the braves leaves the
forest, they become something

else. They Aren't
men anymore.

And you think there's a
manitou or whatever you call

it in that forest?

I don't "think". I know. It
wiped out Roanoke Island, and

when the settlers came it was
forest to move west so it

went to the forest and made
its nest and birth its cubs.

And now any man that enters
its forest ... the manitou and

its cubs kill and
wear its skin.

Great, so there's bunch of
monsters running

around here in dead
people's skins?

Well, During the day. manitou
and its cubs outside the

forest can't abide the sun, so
they have to wear a man's

skin. Once the sun sets ...

That's what happened here?

Well right after they built
this town, the manitou and its

cubs Started killing the
townspeople. So Sheriff Oakley

and his deputy rode into the
forest to try and burn them

out. They never came back.

And how do you know so much
about all this?

My father. He spent
allot time with the

Apaches during the war. He
knew about the wabon-dee ...

But too late. By the time we
had that symbols painted up on

most of the buildings around
town.. It was too late,

Most of the towns people where
already dead. Including him.

You could have hightailed it
out of here.

The manitou won't let u leave.
Anyone who tries to leave

dies. Look is that enough? Or
are you planning on

killing me?

You know, you guys could have
saved a lot of time and

trouble by just telling me
what was going on .

in the first place

Would you have believed us?

No..

Do you believe me now?

No. I think you guys have a
bunch of bears or crazies.

Running around acting like
monsters. Or maybe

you're the crazies.
Either way.

Look the manitou is real. If
you try to leave,

it will kill you.

I'm Billy the Kid, sweetheart.
I ain't afraid of the

boogey-man.

Hello, Billy.

You must be Sheriff Oakley.

I was Sheriff Oakley. Now, I
go by "Rabanne".

I don't care what you go by.
What I care about is that

you're impeding my progress.
So you boys and your fancy

duds can get out of my way.

Actually, what's going to
happen is, Your going to turn

around and head back to
Hell's Heart.

If you know my name, you
probably also know what I'm

about to do to you.

If you must.

Im sorry. That shooting iron
doesn't have any effect on me.

How the hell did you do that?

You're not leaving.

Why not?

If We let you go, you tell
somebody about this place,

about us, Pretty soon, the
entire U.S. Calvary will be

camped outside our forest.

That's what you're afraid of?
That I might tell somebody

about the manitou or the
skallywagers or whatever

you're supposed to be? Forget
it. I got my own problems.

I wish we could take you on
your word, but we can't.

You boys don't seem much
different from the

yahoos back in town.

The people of Hell's Heart
are scared. We're not. So why

don't you turn back or,
we'll kill you.

What's to stop you from
killing me anyway?

Remember your dream, Billy?
Your Not suppose to die today.

Hello, Billy.

Do I know you, partner?

We have never met before . I
used to be the sheriff here.

"Used to be"?

Ive changed. Now, I go by
"Rabanne".

That's a great story.

You want to know another
story: in three months, you

will die.

I get that allot

No. This time, it's true. You
will die.

Betrayed by a friend.

Or an enemy.

They'll write stories
about your exploits.

They'll write songs about you.

You'll finally be knocking on
heaven's door.

Everybody dies ...

Not like you.

What do you care?

We offer you a chance at
immortality.

There ain't no percentage in
living forever.

You could be the greatest
gunfighter that ever walked

the Earth.

No bullet could harm you.

No rope can hang you.

You could go into any bank,
any saloon, any train car and

take anything you wanted and
no one could stop you.

All you have to do
in return is..

... walk into the forest

Give us what we want, Billy.

Give us what we want.

My ... dream ...?

I'd hate to change your
destiny over a little

misunderstanding like this,
but believe me, I can and I

will. So why don't you just
turn back around and head back

to Hell's Heart. And if you
knows what's good for you?

You'll stay indoors tonight.

Hey! Im not done talking
to you yet ...!

I'll be damned.

Change your mind?

I just had a very persuasive
argument with your old boss.

Oakley?

He says his name is "Rabanne".
Oh, and he spits out bullets

when you shoot him. I'm
guessing he's your manitou,

and that deputy backing
him is his cub.

I'm glad you finally believe.

I don't. I get the feeling
they're planning on some sort

of Biblical-sized
beat-down tonight.

Well, that's it, then! We're
all gonna die!

Calm down! We're fine, Just as
long as we stay inside. They

They can't go anywhere that
thas that wabon-dee painted

over the door.

Well, that's an interesting
notion, there Deputy. We're

gonna wash that little
doodle-bug off of the door

and let 'em on in.

What ...?!?

Dang, the sun going down ...

Lloyd

Where so hungry Lloyd ..
So hungry..

Don't be afraid, Lloyd. You
and the others have served us

well. We want to
reward you ...

Yeah? How about you just let
me go and we'll call it even?

Oh, there's a much greater
reward in store for you ...

Our Father, who art in Heaven,
hallowed by thy name, thy

kingdom come, thy will be
done, on Earth as it is in

Heaven ... give us this day
our daily bread ...

Sorry to disappoint you,
Lloyd, but we're far older

than your Bible.

Forgive us our
trespasses, as we forgive

those who
trespass against us ...

How about you put down that
nasty old book and

come play with us?

I'm taking off my skin, Lloyd!
I'm going to show you

my true face!

Go away ...!!!

You think we should stop him?

I think it's too late
to stop him.

I appreciate your bravado,
Billy, But what in

God's name are you doing?

I'm giving our friends outside
a tasty morsel. Everybody's in

side, no protection, just
waiting to be

Somebody's snack.

Well, that's a fine plan,
hoss. I was wondering how we

all were going to end up dying
a horrific death.

If all goes well, none of us
are gonna die. Once there

inside, we'll light this place
up and burn them alive.

Oh well thank you for
asking my permission ...!

Oh, right. You mind if I
save everybody's life?

How do we get them to
come in here?

We stay long enough to entice
them. Then we vamoose. And

once they figure out we
vamoosed, we set this

place on fire.

Where's your kerosene, Lottie?

Look, you can get as mad at
me as you want, but I'm gonna

need that kerosene.

Look if bullets can't kill
them, what make's you think

fire will?

We don't have dynamite do
we? We don't, do we?

No. The mining company took it
with them after the mine

closed up.

Well, then, fire's the
best we got.

And what happens if fire
doesn't Kill them?

This store's all I got.

I figure, if the fire doesn't
stop them, it'll slow them

down long enough for us to get
some distance from this place.

We get far enough away from
this place, they probably

won't follow.

I don't like your
"plan" one bit.

No, I expect you wouldn't. You
were so keen on having me stay

around. Which is strange,
because, when I was coming

down the stairs the other
morning, I heard you telling

Lottie you wanted me gone.
What changed your tune all of

a sudden, Whitecastle?

You're crazy.

You bet.

Another thing I heard you
telling Lottie was, all of you

were supposed to leave next
week. Now, I don't imagine

that being possible, seeing as
how these hombres are so keen

on eating everybody in arm's
reach. So what's going on?

We made a deal with Rabanne.

A deal?

They wanted a gunfighter. A
killer.

I thought they was killers?

Only at night. During the day,
they have to wear humans. And

they're only as strong as the
humans they wear. Oakley was a

decent gunman, but you, you're
a great gunman. If the Manitou

wearing you, They becomes
unstoppable, day or night.

I thought they where
unstoppable..

They're planning on moving
west. They need a warrior to

protect themduring the day,
while they'd be vulnerable.

And how do you figure into all
of this?

If we brought you to their
forest, they agreed to

let us go.

That's a raw deal deputy,
Beacuase they

don't let any body go. You
think they want anybody

knowing who they are?

Seems like you where pretty
close to being double crossed

Earl.. Seems like you can't
even trust monsters anymore.

Look nobody's dead yet. You do
what I say, when I say it you

all might make it out of this.

Except for you maybe. I ain't
decided whether im gonna

shooting you or not..

GIVE US HENRY MCCARTY!!!

I appreciate you
calling me by name!

I'm not asking! It ends here!
We want Billy the Kid!

Give him to us!

Or ...?

Lloyd ...

Damn.

You go out the back and
start running.

Don't stop to smell the
daisies, don't look back.

What about you?

Okay, you got me! Come on in!

I even scrubbed off that Nasty
thing you fellas

hate so much ...

And we are ever so grateful,
Mr. MCCARTY

You can call me "Billy".

I don't see any fire ...

That's because I told Billy
that a water jug was a can of

kerosene. I'm not burning down
my father's store!

You think they got him?

If they wanted him, they got
him. We need to split up! Get

to a horse and ride off in
different directions! You head

for Pecos Valley, I'll
hightail it to the Texas

border! Don't stop til you
reach a settlement!

Go!

Earl ...

Leave me alone!

Judgment Day has come.

You betrayed me, Deputy.

I never betrayed you.

Au contraire, Earl. You
betrayed me when I was Oakley.

Remember? You ran away when
the other deputies and I got

attacked by the manitou. Then
you talked to McCarty when you

agreed to bring him to us.

So what? You weren't going to
let us leave any ways.

No. But I would at least
made your death painless.

Come out, Billy!

That ain't a wise move,
Rabanne! I think

I'm gonna stay put!

And do what? Starve?

Somehow, starving to death
sounds better than what you

boys have in store for me!

Suit yourself ...!

{LAUGHTER}

No! Don't It's a trap!

Well, The great Billy the Kid
does have a heart.

For now. I'm sure you plan on
eating it.

Put that gun down.
If I were you,

See, I figure, in are little
forest home here, you all are

weak. I shoot the head honcho,
you might even die.

Even somebody as fast as you
can't kill both of us. If you

shoot me and Uriel will be
using your bones

for toothpicks.

See, I don't plan on
shooting you.

I don't know much Her pa use
to run the general store and

the boardinghouse! He
disappeared and Lottie took it

over. She don't leave.

What do you mean?

I mean, she don't leave! She
hasn't even walked outside

since her old man vanished!
She just stays in the store!

That "wabon-dee" was
painted over the outside of

every door. Every one
except Lottie's ...

See your father painted that
symbol on the inside keep

something in, not out.

Nobody gets the
drop on ol' Billy

Adios, amigos! Now, I gotta
find me a horse ...

{Cough}

Pardon me, kind sir, My horse
and I have bin traveling for

quite some time we could
really use some lodging..

Possibly some whiskey Maybe a
little bit of both if you

have to spare.

That's a mighty mean cough you
got there, mister.

Yes I suspect I inherited
it from my daddy,

Most people call me Doc
"Doc Holiday".

Doc Holiday..

I've heard of you ...

Is that right?