Billy the Kid (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - The Immigrants - full transcript

Hey now, friend.

Can I get you something?

Not yet.

You're Joe Grant,
aren't you?

Sure am.

Tell me you're looking
out for someone?

That's right.

That's a fine-looking gun,
Joe.

You mind if I take a look?

Thanks.

She's a real beauty.



So, tell me...

What's this fellow's name?

He's got several names--

William H. Bonney,
Kid Antrim...

...and Billy the Kid.

Know what he looks like?

Well, they say he dresses
kinda funny.

Funny?

I mean... unusual.

Now, listen, Joe.

I've never done
anything against you,

and I don't want to.

- You don't stand a chance.
- Please, Joe.

Believe me, I really do
not want to kill you.



Still have a chance, Joe,
to save your life.

Take it.

What do you think,
that I'm stupid?

Hey, kid,
what's happening?

Not much, Bryan.

- Slow down, kid.
- Sorry, Joseph!

Hey, Mrs. Lam.

- Here he is.
- Yay!

Happy birthday to you, Billy!

Here you go, son.
This is all for you.

Thank you, Pa.
Where's Ma?

Here I am!

- Happy birthday, Billy.
- Thank you, Joe.

I adore you and all
that you are, Billy...

Each and every day
of my life.

Today is no different.

So, Paddy, any luck
finding a new job?

No. But I hear there's
a contractor called Roth

hiring men down at the docks.

We've all heard
that one, Paddy.

Doesn't mean it's true.

There's bound to be something.

Sure, this is one big,
busy city.

Jesus.

Well, I've been looking
for a while now.

And the truth is, they don't
want us immigrants here.

Even us Irish.

Frank, won't you stop that?

Remember what it was like
back home?

I'll never forget it, Mary.
But here's no different.

The powers-that-be have decided
the city's full up,

and we have to move on.

Sure, don't you know
that yourself?

Look...

I found this advertisement
on the street.

It says there's plenty
of jobs out west.

"The Land of Opportunity.

Wanted--healthy men and women

who want to work hard
and succeed in life."

I don't know.

What is it
you don't know, Paddy?

New York's full
of Irish people, just like us.

We don't even know
what the West is,

what kind of people
are out there.

Paddy, you can bet
your bottom fucking dollar

that wherever this is...

sure,
the Irish'll be there already.

Are ya asleep?

No.

No, I can't sleep.

Frank said that he and Mary

have almost decided
to leave and go west,

given up hope here.

Where are they going?

I don't know.
A place called Kansas, I think.

You think we should
go with them?

You know what I think, Kathleen.

Yes. But we could
work hard and save,

buy a little place,

maybe turn it into a small
boarding house and restaurant.

Pat?

What are you thinking?

- Are you crying?
- Yeah.

Paddy.

Pat.

Now you listen here,
Patrick McCarty.

We did not come all this way
to fall at the first hurdle.

The good Lord'll look after us.

We came over here to start
a new life, didn't we?

And perhaps our new life
was meant to start

right there in Kansas.

What are you doing, Pa?

I'm not sure
I want to take this with us.

But we're not coming back.

Why wouldn't you
want to take it?

Yeah, you're right.

But I'd hate to lose it.

I'm not sure this journey
out west is forever.

Maybe we'll all be
back here soon.

It just seems wrong...
to give everything up.

I don't think
we're giving everything up.

We're just going on a journey.

Roll up, roll up.
Ladies and gentlemen.

A few seats left!

Wee bit farther down.

Frank, will you watch
the bags, will ya?

Go ahead.

Paddy?

Yes, sir.
You heading out west?

Uh, uh, yeah, we're heading
to Coffeyville, Kansas.

- A wagon'll cost you $100.
- A hundred, uh...

Look, we've got two families.
We need two wagons.

Maybe we can
strike up a deal.

You're joking, right?

Please. I...

- I don't have the money.
- I'm sorry.

Better move along.
There's others waiting!

I'm asking for just a tiny bit
of kindness in your heart!

Paddy! Paddy, look,
there's loads more.

Hi, uh, I just want...

How much is it going to cost us
to get to Coffeyville, Kansas?

My wagons for Coffeyville
will be $350.

No, I don't have
that kind of money.

$350! $350!

We offer safe,
comfortable journeys

to your western destination.

Some people say
it's rude to stare.

I'm not one of them.

I was just wondering about
hiring a driver with one eye.

Well, that's a reasonable thing
to wonder.

What's your, uh, friend here
have to say about it?

He won't say anything.
He can't speak.

Oh. Well, that keeps
things simple, I guess.

So, can you see me?

I can see well enough to know
that you can't afford

the drivers
your folks are talking to.

We want to go to some place
called Coffeyville.

- You know it?
- I do.

What are your terms?

Um...well, young man,
I charge $75.

That's a fair price.
I don't cheat anyone.

My wagons are almost
as beat up as I am,

but they'll get us there.

- Thank you, sir.
- My pleasure.

We're headin'
to Coffeyville, Kansas.

- But, sir, it's a 6-week trip.
- Not now, Billy.

But, Ma, I've found our driver.
He only charges $75.

You're charlatans,
both of you!

You're fuckin' charlatans!
Doesn't make any sense!

- Paddy! Paddy!
- This is unbelievable.

Paddy. Billy might have
found our ride.

Please, Paddy.

One last chance.

- Where is he?
- Over there.

Come on. Go. Go, go!

My son says you charge $75.

Your son is correct.
$75 includes, uh...

...protection.

We'll be travelling
with others.

We need two wagons.

We barely have $50 each.

It's all I have in the world.

Uh, look, I, um...

All right, then.
Two wagons. $50 each.

No protection.

Thank you.

Yeah. Yeah.

Easy. Easy.

What are you looking for, Moss?

Oh.

Anything. Everything.

See if I see
something different

or a-a smudge of smoke
on the horizon there.

Hoofprints on the trail,
small size.

Well, uh, travelling west is
a dangerous business, Billy.

No point in denying it.

Just a fact.

Ma?

Is this here place
anything like Ireland?

Maybe a little.

It rains a lot in Ireland,

which is why everything
is so green.

In fact...
what they say in Donegal is

if you can't see the mountains,
then it's raining.

And if you can see them,

then it's just about to rain.

Go to sleep now.

Mother Mary, full of grace,

be here with me now
and until the hour of my death.

Amen.

Amen.

You know everything is going to
be just fine, Billy, don't you?

I promise.
Everything'll be all right.

Billy!

Billy!

- Hold on! Hold on!
- Get the horses!

- Paddy!
- I have to save the cases!

It's all we have!

Paddy!

Paddy! No, Billy! Help him!
Billy!

- Ma!
- Hold on, Billy!

- Moss! Help him!
- Ma?

Paddy!

- I'll get him!
- Frank, no!

Paddy!

Is he all right?

Paddy?

Paddy!

Paddy, Paddy. Paddy?

Paddy.

You're okay.

That's it.

Come on.
Let's take a look.

Come on, come on.

- What is it?
- Horse thieves.

Stay here.
You all stay here!

Block their exits!

I can't just do nothing.

Frank, no!
You don't know what you're doing!

I'll be all right.

Frank, what are you doing?

Get down! Get down!

Keep your head down, boys!

What's happening, Paddy?

Hell knows. Get down!

What the hell, Kathleen?
What are we doing here?

Frank?

It's okay, Mary.

They're gone. We got 'em.

Frank?

No.

You okay there, Billy?

I guess so.

Yeah, it is a thing...
seeing your first dead body.

It's something
you never forget.

All right.

I guess it's about that time.

Now.

This...is not a toy.

You think you can hold it?

Oh!

You never point that
at a man...

unless you intend
to use it, huh?

Okay, now, you gotta cock it.

You pull back
on that hammer thing there,

hard, all the way.

There you go.
Okay, now, aim at the target.

And when you're ready...

I really don't
wanna kill you.

...gently squeeze
the trigger. Now, gently.

You don't stand a chance.

What was your father like, Moss?

Things don't always end up
the way we want 'em to, Billy.

Yah!

This is it, folks.
Coffeyville!

It's a shithole.

This isn't what they said.
This isn't what they promised.

I'm sure it's gonna
be fine, Mary.

We'll get the wagons pitched.

Big storm rolling in.

Easy now! Whoa! Whoa!
Easy, girl! Easy, girl!

That's a girl! Steady now!
That's the girl!

Let's get them to the barn!

Heave!

We charge $5 per week
for a room.

- We won't accept less.
- I can't afford $5 a week.

I need to find a job.

We've just arrived,
and my husband is sick.

Perhaps I could help
run your boarding house.

I'm a good cook.
I could clean--

Out of the question.
We hardly break even as it is.

- I thought--
- What did you think?

That you could
take advantage of us?

Of course not.

We don't have
anywhere else to go.

Please.
My boys are hard workers.

We can help you.

You boys start
making the beds up.

I have to go get some
provisions for the sisters.

I should come with you, Ma.

Will you be okay, Joe?

Yeah, of course.

Okay.

You all right?

Tell me, do you feel ill,
Mr. McCarty?

Depends what you mean,
Doctor.

Most people would
know what I mean.

They would have
physical symptoms.

You're relatively young.

Good frame.
But there's something.

I don't care about my body.

Ah.

Well, what doyou care about?

I feel ill...
in a different way.

I feel sad most of the time,
not even sure why.

Sometimes it's hard to...
feel hungry or get out of bed.

I fear the wound,
in your case,

is not physical
but in the mind, Mr. McCarty.

I have no medicine
to prescribe to heal you.

And I've seen the mind
destroy the body.

Don't let this happen to you.

Thank you.

You all right, Pa?

Pa?

Are you sure you're
doing the right thing, Mary?

Yes, I am.

I'm taking Sam
back to New York.

I think it's best
for both of us.

- We only just got here.
- I know.

I can't stay here, Kathleen.
I just can't do this on me own.

I understand.
Of course I do.

But I'll miss you, Mary.

Don't make me feel sorry
for you, Kathleen.

You're strong.
Paddy'll come around.

He'll get better, Kathleen.
I'm sure of it.

You have everything
to live for.

You're gonna be okay, Mary.

You and Sam.

I know it.

I'll pray for you.

You are a...a grand young man,
Billy. You really are.

A grand young man.

And you're
a grand old man, Moss.

You really are.

Take care
of your mother, Billy.

She's a very special woman.

Hey.

Walk up, there.

I love you, Billy.

I love you, too, Pa.

I'm not well.

I wish I knew.

I told you...

You'll get better.

Then you'll find a good job.

And we'll buy
a real nice house.

Do you see those stars
up there, Billy?

You...are just like
one of those stars.

You can burn...so bright.

When you're older...

...you take time
to look up at those stars

and know that they...

...those bright...

...burning stars up there...

...they reflect the light
that's in you.

I understand you are looking
for a loan, Mrs. McCarty?

That's what banks
are here for,

but are you offering
any kind of collateral?

We lost almost
everything we owned

on the journey from New York.
I have nothing.

But I'm a hard worker,
and the fact is,

the American government
encouraged us to come out here

with the promise
of new jobs and opportunities.

I have set my heart
on buying a place big enough

to be both a restaurant
and a rooming house.

What experience do you have

running a restaurant or
a rooming house, Mrs. McCarty?

I thought I was
coming to a new world

where everyone would have
the chance for a new beginning,

so long as they were
willing to work hard.

Sir, I am willing to work
every hour God sends

to make a business.

I have a family to support,
two young children.

Mm. You're married.
You have a husband?

What does he do?
I'm surprised he's not here.

My hus--

My husband is...

He's sick.

Then he can't work?

He's getting better.

He'll soon be ready for work.

In New York,
we read advertisements.

They even said they might pay
immigrants to come west?

That's the kind of thing
the government would say.

It doesn't mean anything.

I don't see how I can
help you, Mrs. McCarty.

This is a bank.
It's not a charity.

The government promised us help.
We came all the way out here--

I have other appointments,
Mrs. McCarty.

I don't wish to waste any more
of your valuable time.

Young man.

Hand back my pen.

At once!

Come on, Ma.

I have things
to say, Patrick.

I want you to listen.
You don't have to speak.

The priest, Father O'Leary,
is coming to see you.

He's praying for you.

And the best news is that Billy
is starting school tomorrow.

Aren't you...

Aren't you even happy
about that?

Hello, Father.
Thank you so much for coming.

This is Father O'Leary, Billy.

He's come
to give consolation.

I'm so very sorry, Billy.

All I can say is that God,
in his infinite mercy,

looks after all of us.

"Per sacrosanct humane
reparations mysteria

tibi omnipotens Deus omnes
presenti et future vite paellas.

Paradisi portas aperiat,
et ad gaudir...

...sempiterna...

...perducat."

Thank you very much, Father.

Pa?

God of all consolation,

in Your unending love and mercy,

You turn the darkness of death
to the dawn of new life.

Show compassion
to Your people in their sorrow.

Lift us up from the darkness

of grief to the peace and light
of Your presence.

Your Son, our Lord Jesus Christ,
by dying for us,

conquered death,
and by rising again,

...restored life.

...May we then go
forward eagerly to meet him...

...and after our life on earth

be reunited with our brothers
and sisters, where every tear...

...will be wiped away.

We ask this
through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Amen.

Amen.

Goodbye, Pa.

Believe me.
I really don't wanna kill you.

You don't stand a chance.

You know, I'm going to be
blamed for poor Joe's death.

But you all saw what happened.

I didn't want to kill Joe.

I had no reason to...

except that he wanted
to kill me for the bounty.

I had no grudge against him.

Make sure he gets
a decent burial...

...with a preacher
and everything he needs

to send him on his way
to the other life.

That's all I gotta say.