Heaven & Hell: North & South, Book III (1994): Season 1, Episode 3 - Episode #1.3 - full transcript

When George Hazard learns that it's his sister-in-law who owns the majority shares in the mining operation at Mont Royal, he turns to his brother Stanley who does the right thing. George returns to Mont Royal with Madeline and as the new owner of the mine, makes things right. His first act is to shut the company store. He and Madeline soon fall in love. When he learns that the mad Elkanah Bent has kidnapped Charlie's young son he sets off to find Charlie. Together, they track Bent down for a final confrontation. Back in South Carolina, George and Madeline prepare for an attack from the Klan. Ashton returns to find what remains of her beloved Mont Royal.

Come on.

Looks like we've been
tracking each other, Scar.

- Fight.
- No, no more fighting.

I came to tell you your
people are dead, Scar.

Now we fight.

Maybe you die, maybe I die.

Maybe we both die.

Scar, I could shoot you right now.

Fight.

Well, if someone else hadn't
shot you, I guess I would've.

You lost a lot of blood.



Given time, you'd
have bled to death.

Here. Go ahead and drink it.

If you're thinking about taking my

hair, I got your
weapons right here.

No. No more fighting.

It is done.

I'll be damned.

So where do we stand,
Secretary Stanton?

We can impeach the President.
We just need the votes.

If we don't get them?

The war will have
been fought for no

reason. The Confederacy
will rise again.

Reconstruction program...

It isn't working.
Don't get me wrong...



your bureau's doing
a fine job, but

the President is a
stumbling block.

George, what a surprise.

Good to see you out and about.

Thank you. Stanley, this
is Mrs Madeline Main.

- A pleasure to finally meet you.
- Thank you, sir.

If you two gentlemen
will excuse me.

What's all the commotion?

President Johnson vetoed the
Republicans' Civil Rights Bill.

He's denying freed men
equal access to the law...

and then bleating
about states' rights.

He's turning back the
clock, for God's sake.

- Could I speak to you in private?
- In my office.

Very impressive, Stanley.
You wear your success well.

What brings you here, George?

I was just wondering.

What are your plans as far
as politics are concerned?

We are organising our support.
We have a perfect platform.

In fact...

it seems the election in our
district is mine for the taking.

I see. Campaigns can get pretty
expensive, I understand.

Of course, Isabel and I will
be funding a lot of it.

Would you like to make a
contribution, George?

There's something that
puzzles me, Stanley.

You have wealth, and now
prominence and position...

yet your appetite for venality and

corruption never seem
to be satisfied.

Damn you, George.

Whatever I have, you've never
thought I deserved it.

I may have made
mistakes in the past...

but you have to give me
credit for who I am now.

I am making an important
contribution here.

Let me tell you why I'm here.

There's a company
mining phosphates down

on Mont Royal, the
Main plantation.

It's the kind of unjust operation

that gives reconstruction
a bad name.

This is one of their
labour contracts.

It's more than that. This is a
bondage contract. Reprehensible.

There is also a company store
dealing in scrip coupons...

juggling outrageous prices
against the Negroes.

That is intolerable.

We did not free those people only
to force them back into servitude.

Unfortunately, the Bureau has no
jurisdiction over such stores.

The Bureau may be helpless,
but you, my brother, are not.

What do you mean?

The mining company
is a partnership...

between Madeline's
brother-in-law, Cooper Main...

and one Isabel
Truscott, your wife.

Isabel, in my study.

Now.

I understand you own a
controlling interest

in the Mont Royal
mine. Is it true?

Why, yes, George. What of it?

I put it in my maiden
name, Stanley.

There's no connection to you.

My God, you're unbelievable.

Your partnership underwrites
a company store...

that deals in illegal
labour contracts...

while your husband is head
of the Freedmen's Bureau.

What kind of ruination is that?

I know nothing about the
management of the mine...

or the store, George.

You'll be selling your
shares to George.

What? Don't be ridiculous.

Nobody knows except him.

I'm sure George won't
do anything to

ruin the precious
Hazard family name.

Shut up, Isabel.

How dare you jeopardise
my position?

George will pay
you $1 for your 51%.

Your dear brother is cheating
you out of a fortune.

- Sign it.
- Stanley, please.

Don't you see? This
is the opportunity...

Sign it.

- Take this with my apology.
- I've misjudged you, Stanley.

Thank you.

You idiot. Now look
at what you've done.

You're such a fool for your
brother's good opinion.

I made you.

And now you're
throwing it all away.

God, you make me feel dirty.

I've hated myself for
years for listening

to you, for doing what you said.

You've done your best to ruin
me. But no more, Isabel.

Never again. I want you out
of this house tonight.

Stanley, certainly
you don't mean that.

Think of all the
things we've shared,

all the things you'd miss...

Tonight, Isabel.

Take whatever you want. I never
want to see your face again.

Well, what can I say?

It's nice.

Why, Mrs Fenway, it's much
more than simply nice.

The previous owners imported the

furnishings from all
over the world.

Yes, I'm sure.

However, the furnishings are not
to my nor my husband's taste...

though I'm sure that
the previous owners

were affluent and
influential people?

Very.

Would you happen to know who their
closest acquaintances were?

Mrs Fenway, the cream
of Chicago society.

What did you tell me that
your name was again?

Eric.

That's a lovely name,
one of my favourites.

Eric, perhaps you could furnish
me with a list of those names?

I don't know as that
would be ethical.

It's a pity.

My husband and I are poorly
acquainted here in Chicago.

We just love to entertain, and a

List like that would
greatly aid us.

Why, it could benefit
you, as well.

Me?

Yes, of course, you. After all,

you'd be coming to
all our soirees.

And what better way to get new

clientele than through
social events?

In such a case, I think that my
husband and I might consider...

a total purchase.

Well, I think the list
could be arranged.

Yes, I think it could be.

You bought Isabel's
shares in the mine?

Yes, I did.

- I can't believe it.
- So that makes us partners.

There's a good future
in this for everyone.

If you want to work with us,
we're happy to have you.

With that woman?

- That's enough, Cooper.
- George, please.

We were hoping, for the
sake of the family...

to continue this partnership.

What family?

If you'd rather not, I'll
buy you out on the spot.

All right, I'll go along with you.

But don't forget, I own the land.

You make one mistake,
I'll throw you out.

Do I make myself clear?

Very. Pleasure doing
business with you.

Something's gone bad in him.

It used to be just his anger
toward me, but now...

Feeling powerless can
turn a man, I know that.

Let's hope he stays sensible.

Where's the place they're
making the saw-blade?

Tackett's Smithy.

Are you Tackett?

Why haven't you delivered
that saw-blade

Mrs Main ordered some months ago?

Nobody ever come around for it
with the right amount of money.

Mr Tackett, the blade
was never ready.

How much is it?

$50.

There's your $50, minus
10 for the delay.

I want that saw blade delivered to
Mont Royal by tonight, understand?

Good.

Mrs Main thanks you.

- George?
- Over here.

I've brought you some lunch.

Every mine needs an office.

If you find me a mattress,
I'll bunk down here, as well.

- You're staying?
- Of course.

But not in your kitchen with two

chairs and a raggedy
pillow for a bed.

- Hello, Mr Winant.
- Mrs Main.

Scott Winant is the new mine
manager. This is Mr George Hazard.

So you're the mine
manager, Mr Winant?

Yes, sir.

- Where you from?
- Charleston, sir...

but I rent a room behind
Gettys LaMotte's store.

First thing I want
you to do is tear

up those illegal labour contracts.

How does that sit
with you, Mr Winant?

You're the boss.

And tell me, what do you think
a fair wage for a miner is?

I think $15 a month.

All right, then. We'll go $15.

But let's make it $15 and
up, according to skill.

Those are high wages for niggers.

These are fine men.
I never want to

hear them called anything but men.

If you have an objection to that,
you can go back to Charleston.

Yes, sir.

I mean, no, sir. I
have no objections.

If they want to buy
land, establish a

fair price and see
that they get it.

And offer farm tools to
them at our cost. Agreed?

Agreed.

All right, then.

Now let's go see your
landlord, shall we?

Afternoon, gentlemen.

Which one of you is Gettys?

I'm George Hazard. I'm running
the Mont Royal mine now.

Yeah, Cooper Main said as much.

Maybe he also told
you no more scrip.

But I'm here to redeem what
you have at the price agreed.

Then have a look.

Let me see if I can find it here.

Mr Winant, you still going to
be wanting to rent that room?

That is my intention.

No scrip, my profits go
down, rent goes up. Sorry.

Then the bed linens get
washed once a week.

What's the total there, Gettys?

$372.

If you have a pen, I
have a bank draft.

Gettys, may I suggest
you lower your prices?

If you don't, we'll
be forced to offer

supplies to our workers at cost.

Mr High and Mighty.

This says $33.

Shall we count the scrip together?

- I feel like I've been cheated.
- You do?

Chalk it up to my being
Mr High and Mighty.

Pardon me, sir.

- Got a present for me?
- For both of us.

It's such a fine spring
day, I prepared a picnic.

I think the mine's going to work.

I like Winant, and the men
like working for him.

Jack Ouinlan could run the
mine from Pennsylvania...

after all you've done.

Fine. What would I do then?

- Whatever you do best.
- Throw my weight around?

- You trying to get rid of me?
- No, never.

How are the children?

They're fine, but they're at
school. Safest place for them.

Will you ever forgive
yourself, George?

Or me?

You? For what?

If you hadn't been so
concerned with my life...

- Constance might...
- No, it's not that way at all.

Bent was waiting for me. He
would've waited forever.

He knew what it would do to me.

Given the opportunity, he'd
destroy both of our families.

But I'll get him before he does.

I swear I'll get him.

Something woke me.

I had a nightmare
about Libby Prison.

I rarely dream about
the war any more.

- What do you dream about?
- I dream of you...

as you are now.

Thank you.

No.

This telegram just came.

"Elkanah Bent in St. Louis...

"has kidnapped August
Main, son to Charles.

"Whereabouts of Charles Main
unknown. Investigation proceeds."

I've got to go find him.

No, George. Let the Pinkertons.
That's what they...

No, Charlie broke me out of Libby

Prison. I owe him my
life. I got to go.

How is it that men never learn?

You're not going off
to find a little boy.

You're going off to find that
animal and have your vengeance.

What if you don't return?

If anything should happen to
me, you'll be taken care of.

- The mine, the mill...
- Stop it.

Don't you understand?
I love you so much.

Nothing could ever keep
me from coming back.

Please don't go.

I'm sorry, I must.

Ashton, you've got a lovely home.

Thank you, sir. I like to show
it off as much as possible.

I must say you do dance divinely.

It's one of the most
expensive houses in Chicago.

- Really?
- That's what they tell me.

Who said that?

Excuse me, may I
have the pleasure?

Why, yes, thank you.

You look very nice.

Thank you so much. So do you.
Your rubies are wondrous.

Thank you.

Sir, may I?

You look lovely.

Thank you so much, and so do you.

Thank you for coming
to my little party.

I wouldn't have missed it. I was
looking forward to seeing you.

- Champagne?
- Yes, I'd love some.

Forrest, you naughty boy.

You spoil me, Fen. I don't
think I can thank you enough.

Tonight was wonderful.

It was just like the nights we had
at Mont Royal way before the war.

Everybody came and
told me how they

thought this cottage
was so beautiful.

It's a great mausoleum.

I'm sure Harry would feel
quite comfortable in it.

I know his name. I know the names
of all your indiscretions.

Unfortunately, I
probably always will.

And now it will be
Forrest Wilkerson...

unless my eyes
deceived me tonight.

Wilkerson III. He's very rich.

And handsome and charming...

Fen, you're the one that I love.

I wish you did. I mean, not that
it really matters, it's just...

Sometimes I wonder what I could
have done differently...

what more I could have given you.

What you haven't given me?

That Mont Royal,
the most beautiful

and perfect place on earth.

It should have belonged to me.

How many times do I have to
tell you that is what I want.

And I will get it.

Our agents have combed St. Louis.

Not a trace of him, nor the boy.

Where's Charlie now?

I haven't heard a
word for a while.

He gave up his
position as scout at

Fort Hayes after Cottonwood Creek.

No one's seen him since.

See what you can
find out, will you?

Yes, sir.

Your wife is feeling much better.
Blames herself for Gus, but...

Willa Parker, George Hazard.

A pleasure, madam.

Mr Smith from the
Pinkerton Agency.

Willa and Charlie, well...

It's a pleasure to meet you,

General. I've heard
a lot about you.

Charlie and I once felt
something for each other.

Gus is still very special to me.

Will you be able to find him?

We're going to do
everything we can.

Maureen and I love that boy as
if he were our own, George.

Whatever it takes,
Matt. I promise.

General Hazard.

It's about Charlie.
He's a good man...

but since the war, he's been lost.

War does that to some men.

But there's a good and
caring side to him.

He's just afraid of it.

I know. I tried to
unlock it, and I failed.

But he loves Gus.

If you don't include him in
this, it will destroy him.

I know exactly what you mean.

But he's not the same
as you remember him.

Please don't give up on him.

Don't worry, that'll never happen.

You'll find Corporal
Magee over there.

Corporal Magee? Nice
work on that sorrel.

My name's George Hazard. I'm
a friend of Charlie Main's.

I'm told you know him
well. I need to find him.

General Hazard? I've heard about
you. What you want with him?

His son's been kidnapped.
He needs to know.

Who done it?

A man named Bent.
You heard of him?

A little. The Captain don't talk

much except when
he's been drinking.

I could take you to him if
I could get some leave.

I think that can be
arranged. How far is he?

All the way to Abilene.

Charlie, give me that bottle, son.

Come on, let's get you in the tack
room so you can sleep it off.

Stop it, damn it. Stand up.

You're too drunk to
be fighting. Get

in there and get you some sleep.

Go on.

Anybody here?

Damn it, I need some feed.

What the hell am I supposed to do?

Help myself and let you folks
whistle on down the wind?

I got money here.

I'm no thief.

Charlie Main.

God must be looking down
on his angel of vengeance.

Wake up.

Hey, Charlie.

Charlie.

I got your little boy. Wake up.

You look like hell.

You smell like a dead snake.

I know what you need, Main.

You need a bath and shave. I'm
going to clean you up, Main.

You're going to be so sorry, Main.

It's not that I got anything
against killing a sleeping Main...

but this is going to
be a lot more fun.

And don't you know, Charlie,
I just love to have fun.

Here I go.

You look real good now.

Left your daddy a
little message, Gus.

Men afoot approaching a livery...

must mean you gents are looking
to rent something to ride.

- You come to the right place.
- We're looking for Charles Main.

You come to the right
place for that,

too. That is, if you
can sober him up.

I ain't had much luck
at that recently.

Come on, he's in the tack room.

I never saw a man who's better
with horses when he's sober.

Lately, he's been a real problem.

Good Lord. You get us some coffee.

Stick of dynamite will do better.

Charlie, wake up.

Excuse me, General.

Damn it.

Magee?

- And George Hazard?
- There's big trouble.

Elkanah Bent, he's
got your boy Gus.

- You know where he is?
- Not yet.

Beg pardon, gentlemen,
but I think we do.

Whoa, boy.

We're leaving a nice little trail
for your daddy to follow, boy.

Of course it can't be too good,
or he'll catch up to us too soon.

Don't you worry. He'll be
along. So you be a good boy.

What you looking at?

I want your daddy down
in Indian Territory.

You know why?

Because I'm going to turn that
territory into an empire.

Just for me.

My own empire.

And I want to inaugurate that
empire with a big splash.

Know what that splash is
going to be? Your daddy.

Mr Charles Main.

Mr Charles Main.

We don't serve the likes of him.

Sure you do. This is my friend.

This gentleman was just about
to take our order, weren't you?

Sure. What'll it be?

What do you say,
Magic, steak and eggs?

- Yeah, and some pancakes.
- How about some biscuits?

Give me some coffee
and some biscuits.

Coffee three times around.

He's going to run us
a chase, Charlie.

He may read a map, but he don't
know these parts like I do.

You think he's going to
keep Gus alive, George?

Till he sees you.

He'll try and kill
him right before

your eyes just to make you suffer.

But we're not gonna
let that happen.

Fifteen, twenty hours a day in
the saddle. You up for that?

Better finish your breakfast.
We've got a long day ahead of us.

This isn't Pennsylvania. It's some
of the toughest country God made.

Can you keep up?

Don't you worry about it.
It is not your problem.

For my son's sake, I sure hope so.

Gentlemen, there is
a time for talking,

and there is a time for doing.

I figure we done talked
more than enough.

You know, he's got
a point, Cooper.

You said, "When Hazard
left." And he's gone.

I know what I said.

Well, there you are. When
are we going to act?

- Soon.
- How soon?

What I propose is to do enough
damage to Mont Royal...

so I can buy George Hazard's
shares in the mill...

and mine, cheaply.

So what you're saying is...

this is not just another ride
down to scare a few niggers.

You want to run them
folks off for good.

Well, that's a war...

and for a war...

you better have
something besides men

wearing sheets and
carrying torches.

Dynamite.

You got dynamite, Cooper.

You've been demolishing all
them ruined docks and such.

You got dynamite for that purpose.

Them damn Yankees, they won't
question a few missing sticks.

- Maybe.
- Maybe, hell.

You're going to requisition a
few more sticks and say...

that some fool overcharged
you for demolition.

Hell, I do it in my
business all the time.

That's right.

And if you can't come
up with it, I'm sure

General Forrest can
come up with some.

I've heard an awful lot about
Nathan Bedford Forrest...

but I don't see him running
with this, or risking his neck.

He did some fierce
fighting during the war.

- The war's over.
- Like hell it is.

- I'll get the dynamite.
- See?

Gentlemen, if you'll excuse me.

Good evening, Mrs Main.

What are those men doing
in our home, Cooper?

That's really none of
your business, is it?

First few days are always
the hardest, General.

So why don't we take care of these
horses later and go get some food?

Good idea, Magee.

You haven't slowed us down yet. I
don't reckon you're going to...

especially seeing how you seem to
sit in the saddle a mite easier.

Really? I hadn't noticed.

Seen a man with a waggon?

- Yeah, he went that way.
- Thank you.

He was here. He bought
supplies three days ago.

- What about Gus?
- There was a boy with him.

What you got, Charlie?

George, these are the
stones I gave Gus.

Let's go.

Come on, boy, get up. Come here.

Get in there.

Sit yourself back in there.

- The boy's marking us a trail.
- With rocks?

We might just find our friend
Bent before he wants us to.

We'll camp here for the night.

You'll go blind if you
keep staring at that rock.

- If I find Gus, George...
- When you find him.

I tell you, I'm not going
to be apart from him again.

What about Willa?

- You met Willa?
- Sure.

Duncan's house in St. Louis.

She's a fine woman, Charlie.

Yes, she is.

She is.

Charlie, you know...

the last couple of months...

Madeline and I have...

You know...

No, what?

That's good, George.
That's real good.

I don't know what she sees
in you, but that's good.

Appreciate the meal, madam.

Why do you have the
boy bound up so?

He's not quite right
in the head. He

tends to wander off and get lost.

Been that way ever since his pa
was killed up by the Platte River.

- He's beat up some.
- My nephew's a clumsy child.

- He's a real danger to himself.
- Is that right, boy?

Where's your husband?

Out after buffalo. He'll
be back any minute now.

Must be hard living up here...

fending for yourselves in the
middle of Indian Territory.

Yeah. We used to get a few
visits from the Cheyenne.

Frank and me is expert shots.
They don't come around no more.

That's good. That's enough.
Give me your spoon.

Listen, maybe you can help
me out. I'm a trading man.

I got goods to sell and trade.
I'm looking for the best spot.

Glyn's Post.

Two days down the
Arkansas, west of

the Cimarron, follow
it downstream.

Come on. You did good, boy.

You're going to be seeing
your daddy real quick.

I thought you said
his pa was dead.

Get up here, boy.

Go on. You just get along now.

Anybody come around here
asking for Elkanah Bent...

you send them over
to Glyn's place.

Step up.

Looky there.

Yeah, I've seen them. They've
been with us for a few days now.

Get in the back, boy.

He's a little touched in the head.

- He might run away and get lost.
- He's marked up some.

He fell off a horse. You Glyn?

I'm looking for a place
to stay for a while.

How's that sit with you?

60 cents a night for the both of

you, unless you
want the back room.

That's another $1.

You want Green Grass
here, it's $2 a whack.

You mind if I take a
look around inside?

You got a nice place here, Mr
Glyn, but the price is too high.

You speak English?

Plant him in the ground.

Indian camp, Captain?

No more than two hours dead. You
don't think it's Bent's camp?

More than likely it's some
Indians we've been seeing.

It looks like they're
not very shy, either,

else this campfire
would be spread.

We'll camp here.

Three days, damn it. No sign of
a man that wants to be found.

If there's no sign of Bent before

we reach the river,
we'll split up.

I don't think we should split up.

Behind you.

George, Magee, put them down.

He's a friend of mine.

- Man-ready-for-war.
- Why are you here?

This place not safe for
anybody. Bad people here.

We're looking for my son.

I have seen a boy.

Very small boy.

- The man drives a cart.
- I'll be damned.

This man you saw, this is
the man that stole my son.

- Where did you see him?
- Glyn's Post.

It's one... Two days
south on the Cimarron.

I leave now to scout this place.

Travel south.

When we meet, I will
take you there.

Then I owe you nothing.

I have your tickets
to Charleston here...

and three days and three
nights along the way.

Good. If you think our house
in Chicago is something...

wait till you see Mont
Royal. It's so beautiful.

It's got silk curtains,
Persian carpets,

and beautiful mahogany banisters.

It's such a house.

If you only knew how I've dreamt
about having it belong to me.

- Right. Just mind your manners.
- But of course.

Bye.

These will be the new docks.
Behind them, the warehouses.

The finest seaport addition
in the entire South.

Yes. The proximity between
the docks and warehouses...

Brother, dear.

And, Mr Keyes, lovely
to see you again.

- Miss Main, my pleasure.
- It's Mrs Fenway now.

Of Fenway pianos.

I'm not fully surprised
to see you, Ashton.

I'm not entirely pleased,
either. And married, as well?

Where is Mr Fenway?

Busy making money in Chicago.

Will you excuse us, Keyes?

Yes. I wouldn't want to
intrude on a family reunion.

Splendid scheme, Cooper.
We'll talk later.

You interrupted my business.

Why, Cooper, is that any
way to greet your sister?

This is no social
call, knowing you.

No. First things
first. First to me

is I want to purchase Mont Royal.

That would be a
substantial purchase.

Yes, and we have more
than substantial funds.

Thanks to Fen's genius
and my industry...

we are rich.

There is another complication...

and that is that our
dear sister-in-law

Madeline is ensconced
in Mont Royal.

And thanks to her industry, she's
making the payments promptly.

Orry was a fool to marry
that jumped-up Negress.

But that might just
work for us after all.

Fen will transfer funds
from our Chicago

bank over to your
bank in Charleston...

and I'll use bribery money to get
orders for her immediate eviction.

That might not be necessary.

It may not be necessary,
but it will be a pleasure.

Charlie, there's something
I got to tell you.

One night, back at the Point...

more than 20 years ago...

Orry and I sneaked
out to Benny Haven's

for some ale. Remember that place?

Bent followed us.

He was always trying
to catch us out.

It was the middle of winter.

He sat in this
blizzard for a couple

of hours so he could
put us on report.

We dodged him. We ran across
the river on the ice.

But Bent fell through.

We stood there, heard
his cries for help...

and we almost didn't go back.

But we did.

We saved his life.

You saved the wrong person
but you did the right thing.

I find them. Your son is alive.

A Cheyenne woman tends them.
The man watches everything.

- Is anybody with them?
- Maybe. Inside. I do not know.

- I go with you.
- No, you've fought enough.

Have not you?

Yes, but you're alone, aren't you?

Yes.

Besides, if you die, who is
going to teach the young?

- This isn't your war, either.
- You think I'll miss out now...

you're crazier than
that son of a bitch

we've been chasing
across this country.

Besides, you don't
want to scare the boy.

You'd better shave.

Get over here, boy. Come here.

Go fetch the boy some
food in the kitchen.

Howdy do, sir.

Howdy do yourself.
Where you from, boy?

I'm from about
Boston way, sir, and

I wanted to just see the world.

Everybody keep talking
about the weather.

What you want here?

Just a place to rest
these tired bones.

How long you been riding?

- Are you a buffalo hunter?
- Fixing to be.

You ain't going to find
no buffalo around here.

You want to bed down in the
yard, that'll be $1 a night.

You want water, that's
50 cents a bucket.

To water your horse,
it's 50 cents more.

That some steep price.

You can take it or
you can leave it.

What do you say, friend?

'Spects I'll take it.

What you looking at? You got
a problem with the boy here?

That's none of my concern. But
that's some handsome woman.

She's for sale.

- $3 a whack.
- Why, thank you, but no.

See, I met this Cherokee
woman three days back.

She done enough to last
a man a whole year.

I'm not interested in hearing
that kind of talk from you.

Give me $1 and pick yourself
out a soft piece of ground.

Double or nothing for the ground?

You think I'm some
kind of fool, boy?

No, sir.

You pick yourself a spot,
or you be on your way.

You all getting too smart for your

own good. I don't
think I like you.

I'm sorry to hear that, sir.
When I think about it...

- I think I like you quite a bit.
- Get out of here.

Get on your horse.

Yes, boss.

Papa.

Hello, Bent.

Hazard, you come for
your wife's earring?

You bastard.

I take no pleasure in killing, but

I'll make an exception
in your case.

George, don't.

Save some for Charlie.

I got you, son.

You never did respect
me, neither of you.

But I was born to
lead great armies...

like Hannibal,
Alexander, Napoleon.

You and your inferior tribes kept
me from my place in history...

with your false accusations
of desertion, abuse.

You slandered my good name. But
you paid for it, didn't you?

- Do it.
- Military genius is a rare gift.

You're killing Bonaparte...

Each man take five sticks
of dynamite home with him.

And the night of the attack, we
all meet back at Gettys' store...

an hour after sundown.

We hit the school or
the Negro shacks?

All of it, including the house.
And, Cooper, it's up to you...

to take care of your high yella
sister-in-law, Miss Madeline.

What do you mean,
take care of her?

Scrag her, boy.

I never killed anyone in my life.

Now's the time, unless you
want her in your life forever.

She has a child. My nephew.

That little boy is part
Negro, just like her.

You want to claim
him for yourself...

and raise him and pretend that
he is a decent white man?

If he has an ounce of Negro
blood in his body...

he can never claim to be human.

No.

You with the Brethren or not?

Come on, Cooper. Now's
the time for deciding.

- Yeah, what's it going to be?
- You with us or against us?

I'm with you.

And you will do what you
are called on to do?

Yes.

- Let's ride.
- Let's ride. Come on, boys.

And none too soon.

Come on.

You can't do this. You can't
harm Madeline and the baby.

- Are you spying on me?
- That wasn't my intention.

I just saw the horses,
and I was curious.

- You heard everything?
- I heard more than enough.

Don't let these animals
drag you down.

Stay out of my affairs.

But you are planning murder.

Madeline will always
be a thorn in my side.

- But she is family.
- She's a Negress.

We have none of
those in my family.

I cannot allow you to do this.

You can't allow?

You're a woman.

You don't tell me what I
can and will not allow.

You, your duty is to me, woman.

You don't tell me anything.

You just support me in what I do.

Why don't you go on inside
and tend to your house?

And see there's a meal...

woman.

Judith, what are you doing here?

I had to come.

- What's happened?
- This isn't easy for me.

It's Cooper. They
mean to wipe you out.

Judith, they've tried before...

This time they mean it. They
mean to destroy everything.

- They mean to kill you.
- When?

I don't know. Soon. I have to get

back before Cooper
begins to wonder.

- Thank you for the warning.
- You take care now, Madeline.

Thank you.

Gentlemen, I'm sorry, I'm
going to have to leave.

Madeline expects an
attack from the Brethren.

The Klan? When?

Anytime. Could be now. Excuse me.

I've arranged to go straight
through by private car...

with orders to be switched
all along the line.

I'll be in Charleston
by tomorrow night.

Being a General still
carries some clout.

I guess it does.

Well, this was supposed to
be goodbye seeing you off.

Looks like we're going
our separate ways.

Seems so, Captain.

It's not "Captain"
for a long time.

You'll always be that to me.

- These are for you.
- Thank you, Magic.

You're welcome.

Don't miss your train, Magic.

- Good luck, Magic.
- General.

Excuse me. George?

I'm going with you.

No. It's time Gus got
to know his father.

Gus wouldn't be here
without your help.

Damn it, Mont Royal's
my home, too.

I'm going along.

All right. Best hurry with your

goodbyes. The train's
about to leave.

Gussie, I got to go away again,
but I'll be back very soon.

You'll stay at the
Duncan's with Willa.

- You understand me, son?
- Yes, I do, Daddy.

Willa, I got to go. I'll
be back, I promise.

When?

Next week? Next month? Next year?

I keep my word, Willa.

How can you ask me to wait again?

You ask for too much,
Charlie. If you go...

don't expect to find me
here when you come back...

if you come back.

- Time to go, Charlie.
- General. Willa.

I got to go.

Boy, you're one romantic
cuss, aren't you?

I can't do this, George.

I love you. I'm not going.

I'm never going to leave
you again, Willa.

You'll come back. You
always keep your word.

What are you saying?

You have to go, for George.

For yourself.

Hurry.

I'll be back.

I'll be back for both of you.

Why, my, my. Just look at
you, Madeline, dear...

labouring like the common
Negro that you are.

How dare you show your
face on my property...

after murdering my husband.

I didn't do that. Bent killed him.

- All I wanted was Orry's money.
- Get off my property.

It's not your property any more.

I just purchased the mortgage from

Cooper. And you see
this paper here?

This is an official
eviction notice

that I brought with
me from Charleston.

So Mont Royal is now mine,
and as of this moment...

I'm moving in, and you are out.

Ashton, please.

What the...

You... How dare you.

Don't ever show your
face around here.

Ashton, that's enough.

Sorry for the
inconvenience, Mrs Main.

What do you think you're doing?

- I'm altering your plans.
- What are you saying?

You don't own Mont Royal. I never
put the money in Cooper's bank.

Then do it immediately. Please,
you're my husband. Please do it.

Not yet, I'm not.
I warned you. You

didn't learn. Now maybe you will.

My beautiful Mont Royal. What in
God's name has happened to you?

Come along, Ashton.

Come on, dear. Come
on. It's all right.

Let's go. Here we go.

Let's go home.

You know, I didn't really
want it that much anyway.

Madeline, why are we building
this barricade here?

Because Mr Winant said this is
going to be our line of defence.

Let's take this sack
over there, Prudence.

Good. Now let's get some of those

grain sacks in front
of the wheels.

Parker, right up here
with those barrels.

Move the waggons back-to-back. We
need to set up a flank position.

Hurry up, now.

- What now?
- Ever shoot a rifle?

- Lord, no.
- Time to learn.

Let me see your weapon.

Good.

Haven't seen weapons this
old since I was a boy.

But they're in good working order.

- Can I have a rifle?
- No.

I know how to shoot. Isaac taught
me. And I got a debt to settle.

I know, but I need you
to take Orry and hide.

I have no one else.

All right.

But I'd feel better
if I were here.

Thank you.

I love you.

♪ Niggers and leaguers,
get out of the way ♪

♪ We're born of the night
and vanish by day ♪

♪ No nations have we but
the flesh of a man ♪

♪ And love niggers best ♪

♪ The Ku Klux Klan ♪

It's time. Let's ride.

We ought to be there
in two more hours.

You better pray we're in time.

You all know what a volley means?

That means you don't go
shooting on your own.

You wait till the word's given,
then we all fires together.

I don't rightly know
about this, Micah.

We don't know nothing
about fighting.

We knows about living.
That be good enough.

- What if they don't come?
- They'll come.

Once they make a plan,
they'll stick to it.

These are sad, slow-witted men.

All except Cooper. He's the
wild card in all this.

That makes him the most dangerous.

Then I'll aim for him first.

- Please don't.
- Why not?

He's still my family.

He's no blood kin to you.

He is to my son.

- Are you all right?
- What do you think?

I think we're fighting for what we
believe in. Take a look around.

I'm so scared.

So am I.

Just aim and fire.

And then what?

Reload and pray.

Still a piece to Mont Royal?

Tracks are still torn up
from here to Charleston.

If you Yanks hadn't destroyed the
rail lines, it wouldn't be so.

You want to debate
the war or ride?

Let's ride.

Mr Winant, take cover.

Ready, men?

- We're ready.
- Fire on my order.

Cock your weapons.

Ready?

Steady.

Aim.

Fire.

- Keep coming.
- Don't give up.

Reload and fire at will.

Move in the waggon. Lock the gate.

Let's get this waggon in
place, then lock that gate.

Dynamite.

Fall back.

Fall back and regroup.

Captain, we're trapped.

I will never surrender.

Surrender, hell.

- I got him.
- No, I got him.

We got him.

Cooper. No.

Help me.

Cooper, follow me.

Clear the waggons.

Go after him, George.
I'll stay here.

Don't shoot. Hold your fire.

Go on. Kill them. Kill them both.

Do it now.

- No.
- You.

Damn.

If you don't need me,
I'll get back now.

- To Willa, I trust?
- The three of us.

- It's going to work out.
- This is your home, Charlie.

All three of you are
welcome here all the time.

Thank you, Charlie.

- Do you still want to rebuild?
- I don't know.

It meant so much to me once...

but now what for?

For yourself, for our children...

and for us.

Us?

I am never going to leave
you again, Madeline.

But if we build for us,
we build anew, agreed?

Agreed.

Remember, we're
partners, Mr Hazard...

forever.

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