Billy the Kid (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - Episode #1.6 - full transcript
Previously on
"Billy the Kid"...
Billy. You're alive.
You wanna join us, Billy?
I still have a hankering
to go straight, Jesse.
How's that gonna happen?
You're wanted in two counties.
That might
be a problem.
I mean, if you wanna
ride with us.
Thing going on between
you and Barbara.
Hey, just tell me,
you do it in your bed
or you do it in mine?
This isn't gonna work.
I'm not sure I can accept
having to share you.
I won't belong
to either of you, Billy.
Jesse, don't.
And you know what?
You can't shoot him.
Why not?
This Chihuahua?
Melquiades Segura.
The first thing you're gonna
need in this town is a gun.
You told me
you play poker.
There's a big game in town.
Dealer is this man called
Don Ortiz. He cheats.
I'm not sure how he cheats,
but I'm pretty sure he does it.
We have prepared
the guest room for you.
They want us to stay.
Our money! It's gone!
They made fools of us!
What are we gonna do?
I'm not a criminal.
You told me
you rustled cattle,
you stole horses.
Those are crimes, my friend.
Not against people.
I wanna win
my money back.
What can I get you?
Whiskey.
Sure raining out.
Yeah.
Why are you staring at me?
Thought I recognized you,
is all.
And did you?
I don't know.
Depends...
if this is you.
Now, I'm not saying
it's a great likeness.
But it's pretty like,
wouldn't you say?
I'd like to know why
you're holding on to that.
I'm ridin' with
a good friend of yours.
He talks about you all the time.
Who might that be?
Jesse Evans.
We're holed up
not too far from here.
You know Jesse?
Sure, I do.
Where are you headed?
Maybe we could
ride over together,
so you could say hello
to Jesse again.
I'm sure he'd appreciate that.
Last time I saw Jesse, things
weren't too good between us.
I don't think Jesse
harbors any grudges.
Not towards you, anyway.
What's your name?
My name?
I'm Pat Garrett.
Heads up, boys!
It's Pat!
He's got someone with him!
Hyah! Hyah!
Jesse, you maybe
wanna come out here.
Hello, Jesse.
Met Pat Garrett here
out on the road,
minding my own business.
Mm-hmm.
It's a neat little hideout.
Oh, I like it.
Real private.
You remember Bob Olinger?
John Beckwith?
Sure do.
This okay, Jesse?
Sure it is, Kid.
I'm real glad
to see you, Billy.
Surely fate's brought us
back together again.
You gonna ride
with us this time?
Depends what you're cookin' up.
Rustling John Chisum's cattle.
You heard of John Chisum?
They call him
the Cattle King of America.
He's got herds here in Texas,
in New Mexico,
all over Lincoln County.
He is one rich son of a bitch,
and we're making good money
selling his cattle to the army.
You in?
I'm with you.
We were meant
to ride together, Billy.
I know that. You know that.
Let's get you squared away.
How'd you know Garrett?
I don't, not so much.
I know he worked
as a buffalo hunter in Texas
before they blasted
the last herds away.
Then he worked as a cowboy
and a cowpuncher in New Mexico.
But something happened
back then,
and he never
talks about it.
But...I figure
he's smart enough.
He's pretty fearless. I...
- I seen that side of him.
- Hmm.
What happened to Barbara?
Oh, you know, she, uh...
moved on.
Moved on where?
If you must know,
she got herself a job
as a schoolteacher.
Can you imagine that?
Miss Jones.
Yeah, actually, I can.
- Oh, is that right?
- Mm.
You didn't think for a second
she was too beautiful
just to waste her life
as a teacher in a school?
Ain't a waste, Jesse.
She was always a teacher.
Shit, I think she taught me
and you more than we even know.
Jesus Christ. What do you
figure you can learn
from a teacher in school
you can't find out for yourself?
Pretty much everything.
Let's go, boys!
Hyah! Hyah! Hyah! Hup, hup.
Hyah! Hyah!
♪♪♪
Hup, hup, hup!
Hey ya! Hey!
Come on!
Push 'em up! Let's go!
Hup, hup!
Whoo!
Hup, hup!
Come on, keep pushing, boys!
- Push 'em up!
- Hyah, hyah!
Push 'em. Let's go!
Come on, boys!
You treat these
ladies nice, you hear?
Let's go.
Get outta there!
Come on, ladies. Here we go.
Okay, it's on me, boy?
Who's up? Who's up?
- Who is it?
- I'm up!
Think you can go in
again if you want!
All right, all right.
Hey, hey, hey.
And that's your fuck you.
Aw, you're just raisin'
all of us, okay.
- Come on!
- What do you got?
Whoa, whoa!
What do you got?
What do you got?
Hey, Kid.
Why don't you watch where
you're walkin' next time?
I'm all right.
Oh, yeah, big Billy.
Got your face
on all the posters.
Shut the fuck up, Olinger.
Hey, you don't tell me
what to do, boy.
Now, everyone thinks
you're something special.
You ain't special.
I ain't never seen anything
special about you.
All right,
then let's fight it out.
I ain't fightin' you with a gun.
You ain't that important.
Then let's fight
with our fuckin' fists,
like men.
Yeah?
I'll beat your ass any day.
Here we go, boys.
Oh, hell, boys.
Watch out! A fight!
- Oh, here we go, boys.
- Uhh!
Hey!
- Whoo!
- Come on, Billy.
Come on, Billy!
Come on, Billy!
Come on, Billy!
All right, Billy, come!
Come on now!
Get up, Billy.
Come on, get up, get up,
get up!
Get up, man.
Get him, Billy.
Hey, Bob!
He's getting you!
Get him, Billy!
Come on, Billy,
you can do it! Come on, Billy!
Aah!
Get up, Olinger!
Get the fuck up!
Finish him!
Boys...we got a winner!
No hard feelings, Olinger?
Mind if I join you?
Happy days.
Sláinte.
Sláinte.
You mind if I ask you something?
Jesse told me
a little bit about you.
He said that somethin'...
somethin' bad happened way back,
but he didn't know what.
I married this...
beautiful young woman.
Her name was Juanita Gutierrez.
We were head over heels in love.
Mad for it.
But she died...
giving birth.
And so did the baby.
Sorry.
- Hey, Billy.
- Huh?
You're getting
pretty famous now.
I mean, your face
is in a lot of places.
- People talk about you.
- That don't mean nothing to me.
Well, if I was that famous,
it sure would mean
somethin' to me.
Well, that depends
what you get famous for.
Mm.
I sure as hell don't want to be
famous for killing people.
It's more than that.
What is it?
I don't know that I know yet.
Then you got no business
talking about it.
I don't see any
of Chisum's cowboys.
This feels like a trap.
They're driving the herd
to market tomorrow,
so we gotta do this now.
Let's go.
- Hup, hup.
- Hyah!
Come on up!
Hyah! Hup, hup, hup.
Hup, hup!
Whoo!
Hup! Hup, hup, hup!
Watch that side, Pat.
Here cattle, yup.
Yah!
Hup, hup, yip!
- Yah! Come on, now!
- Yip, yip, yip!
It's Chisum's boys!
Shoot back at him!
He's on the ridge!
Hey, boys!
Hey, boys!
Shit!
Boys, get ahead of
the herd! Get ahead of the herd!
Olinger! Get up there!
Go, go! Let's go, boys!
Yah, yah!
Let's go, boys!
Come on! Let's go!
Let's get out of here, boys!
Come on!
Billy, come on!
Hup, hup!
No need to shoot me again.
I'm dying.
I'm not gonna shoot you.
Why did you have to do it?
Why do you have to rob
and kill people like me?
Can't you speak?
We made the papers, boys.
"A vile collection of desperados
in West Texas,
known as the Seven Rivers Gang,
has been brazenly stealing herds
from cattle king John Chisum,
spreading bloodshed and terror
across the state.
A recent shootout
between the gang
and some of Chisum's cowboys
resulted in the deaths
of five men,
including Chisum's
young nephew, a lad of 17.
Little is known about the gang
or their whereabouts.
But one member of the gang
is reputed to be...
the infernal...
William H. Bonney."
"Wanted for a murder
of a blacksmith in Arizona
and a card dealer in Mexico,
Bonney is a desperado
of the worst type.
He is by nature
as well as by education
reckless of his own life
and perfectly regardless
of those of others.
Thrown into often-occurring
danger and adventures
in an early period of his life,
and his training...
left to the force
of circumstances,
it is no wonder
that he is today considered
one of the most dangerous
and lawless individuals
in the United States.
Texas Rangers are hunting
the scoundrels,
moving relentlessly
on their likely hideouts."
Well, I reckon they're
gonna find us, boys.
So it's time we get
ready to clear out.
♪♪♪
Come on, Morris.
Hit that thing.
Come on, Beckwith!
Come on.
Come on, Mark!
- That's it, that's it!
- Yep, yep!
Billy!
We got company, boys!
- Boys!
- Go, go!
Jesse! It's me, Baker!
Hey, hold your fire!
Hold your fire!
I know 'em! I know 'em!
They're friends.
Boys, allow me to introduce
a very old friend of mine,
Frank Baker.
Sure am happy to see all of you.
Me and Jesse go back a while.
We've always talked about
going into business together.
That's why I'm here.
We have an opportunity
for you boys,
opportunity for us all to make
a great deal of money,
as well as having some fun.
You know, I know you need
to quit this place.
I read the papers.
I understand you got
William Bonney here with you.
Yeah. I'm here.
It sure is a real pleasure
to meet you.
We've all heard a lot about you.
Let's go inside.
The plan, boys, is for us
to join forces and ride across
the Pecos River and head on in
to Lincoln County.
You know anything
about Lincoln County?
It's still a pretty wild place.
Most important thing is there's
no real law in Lincoln County.
They got a fort
and a handful of soldiers,
but most of the law
comes from the barrel of a gun.
There's a big player in Lincoln.
His name's
Lawrence P. Murphy.
He owns stores, he owns cattle,
he supplies Fort Stanton
and the reservation offices
there with grain, cattle,
horses, everything you need.
Naturally, he wants
to protect his operation.
And that's where we come in.
His cattle regularly
gets stolen,
and he's got criminal types
moving in from Santa Fe
and elsewhere tryin' to muscle
in on his other businesses.
So, he needs his own people
to discourage them,
and he's prepared
to pay good money to get 'em.
What do you say?
Oh, I think we could probably
help him out. Right, boys?
And, Billy...
I need to know
where you stand in all this.
If you agree to join us,
I guarantee Murphy's
gonna hire us.
And I'll tell you
something else.
We'll make sure you get
the biggest slice of the cake
when it comes time
for remuneration.
Just...wait a minute there,
Frank.
Well, Billy's name alone
is worth that.
This is my gang.
These are my boys.
You got to understand, Jesse.
It's just not the same.
Calm down, Jesse.
You know he's right.
I'm William H. Bonney.
The reason you came here,
right, Mr. Baker?
So, from now on,
if people want my services...
they're gonna have
to pay for 'em.
Simple as that.
Now, sit down, Jesse.
Hey, boys! Came across
this Mexican kid in town.
Kid said he's looking
for William Bonney.
Hey, what's he saying?
He's saying that a friend
of mine is in jail
in Chihuahua, needs my help.
We're setting out for Lincoln.
It's all arranged.
You can all go ahead.
I'll meet you there.
This won't take long.
Billy, you believe this kid?
He's a Mexican.
They're all liars.
He ain't lyin', Jesse.
You know I don't feel the same
way about 'em as you do.
You're entitled
to your opinion, Billy,
but you're wrong.
You know, I've heard you say
the same shit about us Irish.
The men who ran
my father outta town,
put him out of business,
they were Irish.
And I never held that
against you.
Sorry you won't be
riding with us.
I'll be right behind you.
I hope so.
Jesse told me he's known you
a long time,
and by a lot
of different names...
Kid Antrim,
William H. Bonney.
Just "The Kid."
Damn it all,
after all you've done,
you still look
like a kid to me. So...
that's what I'm going
to call you from now on.
I'm gonna call you
"Billy the Kid."
It has a nice ring to it,
don't it?
It's all right.
I'll see you in Lincoln, Pat.
Hyah!
Shh.
Finished?
Okay.
Don't fucking look at me.
Billy, you came.
I had to.
You're in here 'cause of me.
How many are there usually?
Three.
You seem different.
You aredifferent.
Hyah! Hyah! Hah!
Hyah! Hyah!
- Jesus.
- Segura.
Segura.
I'm sorry.
Things always seem
to end up this way.
It's not your fault, amigo.
I wish I could believe
that things could change...
people could change.
My mother believed that.
I believe it too, Billy.
I'm gonna change.
I owe it to Jesus,
I owe it to my father,
and I owe it to you.
You know we can't
ride on together.
They'll be looking
for the two of us.
I'm gonna miss you.
Me, too, amigo.
No.
"Billy the Kid"...
Billy. You're alive.
You wanna join us, Billy?
I still have a hankering
to go straight, Jesse.
How's that gonna happen?
You're wanted in two counties.
That might
be a problem.
I mean, if you wanna
ride with us.
Thing going on between
you and Barbara.
Hey, just tell me,
you do it in your bed
or you do it in mine?
This isn't gonna work.
I'm not sure I can accept
having to share you.
I won't belong
to either of you, Billy.
Jesse, don't.
And you know what?
You can't shoot him.
Why not?
This Chihuahua?
Melquiades Segura.
The first thing you're gonna
need in this town is a gun.
You told me
you play poker.
There's a big game in town.
Dealer is this man called
Don Ortiz. He cheats.
I'm not sure how he cheats,
but I'm pretty sure he does it.
We have prepared
the guest room for you.
They want us to stay.
Our money! It's gone!
They made fools of us!
What are we gonna do?
I'm not a criminal.
You told me
you rustled cattle,
you stole horses.
Those are crimes, my friend.
Not against people.
I wanna win
my money back.
What can I get you?
Whiskey.
Sure raining out.
Yeah.
Why are you staring at me?
Thought I recognized you,
is all.
And did you?
I don't know.
Depends...
if this is you.
Now, I'm not saying
it's a great likeness.
But it's pretty like,
wouldn't you say?
I'd like to know why
you're holding on to that.
I'm ridin' with
a good friend of yours.
He talks about you all the time.
Who might that be?
Jesse Evans.
We're holed up
not too far from here.
You know Jesse?
Sure, I do.
Where are you headed?
Maybe we could
ride over together,
so you could say hello
to Jesse again.
I'm sure he'd appreciate that.
Last time I saw Jesse, things
weren't too good between us.
I don't think Jesse
harbors any grudges.
Not towards you, anyway.
What's your name?
My name?
I'm Pat Garrett.
Heads up, boys!
It's Pat!
He's got someone with him!
Hyah! Hyah!
Jesse, you maybe
wanna come out here.
Hello, Jesse.
Met Pat Garrett here
out on the road,
minding my own business.
Mm-hmm.
It's a neat little hideout.
Oh, I like it.
Real private.
You remember Bob Olinger?
John Beckwith?
Sure do.
This okay, Jesse?
Sure it is, Kid.
I'm real glad
to see you, Billy.
Surely fate's brought us
back together again.
You gonna ride
with us this time?
Depends what you're cookin' up.
Rustling John Chisum's cattle.
You heard of John Chisum?
They call him
the Cattle King of America.
He's got herds here in Texas,
in New Mexico,
all over Lincoln County.
He is one rich son of a bitch,
and we're making good money
selling his cattle to the army.
You in?
I'm with you.
We were meant
to ride together, Billy.
I know that. You know that.
Let's get you squared away.
How'd you know Garrett?
I don't, not so much.
I know he worked
as a buffalo hunter in Texas
before they blasted
the last herds away.
Then he worked as a cowboy
and a cowpuncher in New Mexico.
But something happened
back then,
and he never
talks about it.
But...I figure
he's smart enough.
He's pretty fearless. I...
- I seen that side of him.
- Hmm.
What happened to Barbara?
Oh, you know, she, uh...
moved on.
Moved on where?
If you must know,
she got herself a job
as a schoolteacher.
Can you imagine that?
Miss Jones.
Yeah, actually, I can.
- Oh, is that right?
- Mm.
You didn't think for a second
she was too beautiful
just to waste her life
as a teacher in a school?
Ain't a waste, Jesse.
She was always a teacher.
Shit, I think she taught me
and you more than we even know.
Jesus Christ. What do you
figure you can learn
from a teacher in school
you can't find out for yourself?
Pretty much everything.
Let's go, boys!
Hyah! Hyah! Hyah! Hup, hup.
Hyah! Hyah!
♪♪♪
Hup, hup, hup!
Hey ya! Hey!
Come on!
Push 'em up! Let's go!
Hup, hup!
Whoo!
Hup, hup!
Come on, keep pushing, boys!
- Push 'em up!
- Hyah, hyah!
Push 'em. Let's go!
Come on, boys!
You treat these
ladies nice, you hear?
Let's go.
Get outta there!
Come on, ladies. Here we go.
Okay, it's on me, boy?
Who's up? Who's up?
- Who is it?
- I'm up!
Think you can go in
again if you want!
All right, all right.
Hey, hey, hey.
And that's your fuck you.
Aw, you're just raisin'
all of us, okay.
- Come on!
- What do you got?
Whoa, whoa!
What do you got?
What do you got?
Hey, Kid.
Why don't you watch where
you're walkin' next time?
I'm all right.
Oh, yeah, big Billy.
Got your face
on all the posters.
Shut the fuck up, Olinger.
Hey, you don't tell me
what to do, boy.
Now, everyone thinks
you're something special.
You ain't special.
I ain't never seen anything
special about you.
All right,
then let's fight it out.
I ain't fightin' you with a gun.
You ain't that important.
Then let's fight
with our fuckin' fists,
like men.
Yeah?
I'll beat your ass any day.
Here we go, boys.
Oh, hell, boys.
Watch out! A fight!
- Oh, here we go, boys.
- Uhh!
Hey!
- Whoo!
- Come on, Billy.
Come on, Billy!
Come on, Billy!
Come on, Billy!
All right, Billy, come!
Come on now!
Get up, Billy.
Come on, get up, get up,
get up!
Get up, man.
Get him, Billy.
Hey, Bob!
He's getting you!
Get him, Billy!
Come on, Billy,
you can do it! Come on, Billy!
Aah!
Get up, Olinger!
Get the fuck up!
Finish him!
Boys...we got a winner!
No hard feelings, Olinger?
Mind if I join you?
Happy days.
Sláinte.
Sláinte.
You mind if I ask you something?
Jesse told me
a little bit about you.
He said that somethin'...
somethin' bad happened way back,
but he didn't know what.
I married this...
beautiful young woman.
Her name was Juanita Gutierrez.
We were head over heels in love.
Mad for it.
But she died...
giving birth.
And so did the baby.
Sorry.
- Hey, Billy.
- Huh?
You're getting
pretty famous now.
I mean, your face
is in a lot of places.
- People talk about you.
- That don't mean nothing to me.
Well, if I was that famous,
it sure would mean
somethin' to me.
Well, that depends
what you get famous for.
Mm.
I sure as hell don't want to be
famous for killing people.
It's more than that.
What is it?
I don't know that I know yet.
Then you got no business
talking about it.
I don't see any
of Chisum's cowboys.
This feels like a trap.
They're driving the herd
to market tomorrow,
so we gotta do this now.
Let's go.
- Hup, hup.
- Hyah!
Come on up!
Hyah! Hup, hup, hup.
Hup, hup!
Whoo!
Hup! Hup, hup, hup!
Watch that side, Pat.
Here cattle, yup.
Yah!
Hup, hup, yip!
- Yah! Come on, now!
- Yip, yip, yip!
It's Chisum's boys!
Shoot back at him!
He's on the ridge!
Hey, boys!
Hey, boys!
Shit!
Boys, get ahead of
the herd! Get ahead of the herd!
Olinger! Get up there!
Go, go! Let's go, boys!
Yah, yah!
Let's go, boys!
Come on! Let's go!
Let's get out of here, boys!
Come on!
Billy, come on!
Hup, hup!
No need to shoot me again.
I'm dying.
I'm not gonna shoot you.
Why did you have to do it?
Why do you have to rob
and kill people like me?
Can't you speak?
We made the papers, boys.
"A vile collection of desperados
in West Texas,
known as the Seven Rivers Gang,
has been brazenly stealing herds
from cattle king John Chisum,
spreading bloodshed and terror
across the state.
A recent shootout
between the gang
and some of Chisum's cowboys
resulted in the deaths
of five men,
including Chisum's
young nephew, a lad of 17.
Little is known about the gang
or their whereabouts.
But one member of the gang
is reputed to be...
the infernal...
William H. Bonney."
"Wanted for a murder
of a blacksmith in Arizona
and a card dealer in Mexico,
Bonney is a desperado
of the worst type.
He is by nature
as well as by education
reckless of his own life
and perfectly regardless
of those of others.
Thrown into often-occurring
danger and adventures
in an early period of his life,
and his training...
left to the force
of circumstances,
it is no wonder
that he is today considered
one of the most dangerous
and lawless individuals
in the United States.
Texas Rangers are hunting
the scoundrels,
moving relentlessly
on their likely hideouts."
Well, I reckon they're
gonna find us, boys.
So it's time we get
ready to clear out.
♪♪♪
Come on, Morris.
Hit that thing.
Come on, Beckwith!
Come on.
Come on, Mark!
- That's it, that's it!
- Yep, yep!
Billy!
We got company, boys!
- Boys!
- Go, go!
Jesse! It's me, Baker!
Hey, hold your fire!
Hold your fire!
I know 'em! I know 'em!
They're friends.
Boys, allow me to introduce
a very old friend of mine,
Frank Baker.
Sure am happy to see all of you.
Me and Jesse go back a while.
We've always talked about
going into business together.
That's why I'm here.
We have an opportunity
for you boys,
opportunity for us all to make
a great deal of money,
as well as having some fun.
You know, I know you need
to quit this place.
I read the papers.
I understand you got
William Bonney here with you.
Yeah. I'm here.
It sure is a real pleasure
to meet you.
We've all heard a lot about you.
Let's go inside.
The plan, boys, is for us
to join forces and ride across
the Pecos River and head on in
to Lincoln County.
You know anything
about Lincoln County?
It's still a pretty wild place.
Most important thing is there's
no real law in Lincoln County.
They got a fort
and a handful of soldiers,
but most of the law
comes from the barrel of a gun.
There's a big player in Lincoln.
His name's
Lawrence P. Murphy.
He owns stores, he owns cattle,
he supplies Fort Stanton
and the reservation offices
there with grain, cattle,
horses, everything you need.
Naturally, he wants
to protect his operation.
And that's where we come in.
His cattle regularly
gets stolen,
and he's got criminal types
moving in from Santa Fe
and elsewhere tryin' to muscle
in on his other businesses.
So, he needs his own people
to discourage them,
and he's prepared
to pay good money to get 'em.
What do you say?
Oh, I think we could probably
help him out. Right, boys?
And, Billy...
I need to know
where you stand in all this.
If you agree to join us,
I guarantee Murphy's
gonna hire us.
And I'll tell you
something else.
We'll make sure you get
the biggest slice of the cake
when it comes time
for remuneration.
Just...wait a minute there,
Frank.
Well, Billy's name alone
is worth that.
This is my gang.
These are my boys.
You got to understand, Jesse.
It's just not the same.
Calm down, Jesse.
You know he's right.
I'm William H. Bonney.
The reason you came here,
right, Mr. Baker?
So, from now on,
if people want my services...
they're gonna have
to pay for 'em.
Simple as that.
Now, sit down, Jesse.
Hey, boys! Came across
this Mexican kid in town.
Kid said he's looking
for William Bonney.
Hey, what's he saying?
He's saying that a friend
of mine is in jail
in Chihuahua, needs my help.
We're setting out for Lincoln.
It's all arranged.
You can all go ahead.
I'll meet you there.
This won't take long.
Billy, you believe this kid?
He's a Mexican.
They're all liars.
He ain't lyin', Jesse.
You know I don't feel the same
way about 'em as you do.
You're entitled
to your opinion, Billy,
but you're wrong.
You know, I've heard you say
the same shit about us Irish.
The men who ran
my father outta town,
put him out of business,
they were Irish.
And I never held that
against you.
Sorry you won't be
riding with us.
I'll be right behind you.
I hope so.
Jesse told me he's known you
a long time,
and by a lot
of different names...
Kid Antrim,
William H. Bonney.
Just "The Kid."
Damn it all,
after all you've done,
you still look
like a kid to me. So...
that's what I'm going
to call you from now on.
I'm gonna call you
"Billy the Kid."
It has a nice ring to it,
don't it?
It's all right.
I'll see you in Lincoln, Pat.
Hyah!
Shh.
Finished?
Okay.
Don't fucking look at me.
Billy, you came.
I had to.
You're in here 'cause of me.
How many are there usually?
Three.
You seem different.
You aredifferent.
Hyah! Hyah! Hah!
Hyah! Hyah!
- Jesus.
- Segura.
Segura.
I'm sorry.
Things always seem
to end up this way.
It's not your fault, amigo.
I wish I could believe
that things could change...
people could change.
My mother believed that.
I believe it too, Billy.
I'm gonna change.
I owe it to Jesus,
I owe it to my father,
and I owe it to you.
You know we can't
ride on together.
They'll be looking
for the two of us.
I'm gonna miss you.
Me, too, amigo.
No.