Hell on Wheels (2011–2016): Season 3, Episode 5 - Searchers - full transcript
Cullen helps Elam track down a dangerous criminal; the town prepares to move down the tracks.
- Somebody took her.
Someone came and snatched
up my baby and took her away.
- They ain't had
time to get far.
- Hey!
Hey!
- Chicken?
- I didn't do nothing.
- Get the hell out of here.
- Who would steal a
little baby? Where is she?
- Baby?
- I know who got her.
No, Elam.
- What the hell you doin'?
- Same as you'd do.
- It's a good way
to get yourself shot.
- He's been
wanting my little girl.
- She ain't here.
- He ain't neither.
Declan Toole got our
baby. I know he do, Eva.
- Elam.
- Where is she?
- Get off me!
- Where is she?
- Get off me, boy!
- Where's my baby?
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
- Easy, Psalms.
- Where's my baby?
- Easy!
Mr. Toole, did you take
Mr. Ferguson's baby?
- No.
- Mr. Toole, if you
know where she is,
you've got to tell us.
- I don't know.
- You lyin'.
- I'm not a liar, Mr. Bohannon.
I don't have the
child, and if I did,
I wouldn't let her be taken away
and right from under me own nose.
- Where you take her to?
- Where you take her?
- Mr. Quinn?
- He's been with
us all morning, sir.
- Let him go.
Let him go.
- We ain't got no
reason to believe him.
- Ain't got no reason not to.
- Irish lie for Irish,
Mr. Bohannon.
- That's true.
- Elam, don't.
It ain't worth it.
She's gone.
- All right, Elam and
Eva's baby's been took.
We got to find her before we go,
but that don't give us much time.
The river's up a
foot since Sunday.
Our surveyor's reporting
heavy rains out west.
We don't get loaded up and
moved, we could get washed out.
- We're not to move
without finding the baby,
are we, Mr. Bohannon?
I know that's not what
you're suggesting.
- I ain't sayin' we stop
looking, but we keep packing.
Livestock and railroad supplies ship first,
but we need to be out of here by midday.
- Moving this town more important
than finding me and Eva baby?
- I ain't said that.
- But you ain't said we
don't move till she found.
- I got no concern
for the whore's child.
If this rain sets in, how are
we to load these wagons?
600-pound rails,
tons of steel and gear.
We'll be swallowed
up for certain.
Thank you, Mr. Quinn.
We don't move, you don't work.
You don't work, you don't get paid.
- If there's no pay,
you'll have no men.
- That's right!
- We'll walk off this railroad.
Hold on, now. Aye.
- Hold... hold on.
- Mr. Bohannon, I know
we got jobs to do, but speaking
on behalf of the freedmen,
we got to find Elam's baby
before we do much anything else.
- That child is
no darkie's baby.
- What? What the
hell you talking about?
- It's me brother's, Gregory Toole's.
- Bullshit!
- Here I stand,
her bona fide uncle.
- That Elam Ferguson baby.
- Yeah?
- We gonna find her,
don't you worry about that.
- What y'all talkin' about?
- I don't have time for this ar...
- My baby been took.
- The Irish'll find her, not you!
- Stop it! Stop it, all of you!
It's my baby that's been took!
This ain't got nothin'
to do with y'all!
- Eva.
- The injuns came and took him, Elam.
That's what happened.
- What you talking about?
Ain't no Indians come in and
out of here in broad daylight.
That don't make no sense.
- All I know is we ain't
never gonna see her again.
- Uh, it's your railroad
now, Mr. Bohannon,
and none of my business
how you conduct yours,
but surely you would agree
a short delay is in order
until the child is found.
I will guarantee 20
of these gold eagles -
that's more than
two months' wages -
to the man or woman
who finds the child and
returns her safely to her mother.
- Hold up... hey, hold up!
All right, I can spare five
teams, five men per team.
You search every corner of this
camp. The rest of you keep packing.
Once that baby's found, we move.
- Sir, you've done a lot of
low down and dirty things,
but this ain't one
of 'em. Thank you.
- You're welcome, Mr. Ferguson.
- We gonna find her.
- Eva, this ain't your fault.
We was only out
the house a minute.
Bohannon got a search...
- They ain't gonna
find her, Elam.
It's the curse on me for all
the wrong I done to Mr. Toole.
- No, don't say that.
- I told you something bad was
gonna happen, and it did. It happened.
- Stop that, woman. I
want you to stop that.
That's foolish talk.
It ain't no curse.
Somebody done took our
baby out this camp, that's all.
I'm gonna bring
our baby back to us.
I'm gonna make all
this right again, Eva.
I promise you.
Eva, you hear me, woman?
- Yeah.
- Hmm.
- Rail cars have all been searched,
the hotel, whore tents,
and slaughterhouse as well.
- There's a lot of mudsills
and shit heels in this camp,
murderers, layabouts,
backstabbers.
- Yes, sir.
- And Durant shows up
right when that baby's took and
we're supposed to move camp,
and he offers a reward
that further slows our progress.
You wouldn't know anything
about that, would you, Sean?
- No, sir.
I do know Mr. Durant
is about to leave town
on the noon coach...
if that's any help.
- Yeah.
Hold them horses.
Now...
where you going?
- Business elsewhere demands
my immediate attention, I'm afraid.
I trust the search will
continue in my absence.
- That baby didn't go
missing till you got here.
Surely you're not suggesting
I had anything to do
with the child's abduction.
- Never was one for coincidence.
- Perhaps you'd like
to search my bag.
Our personal enmity
aside, Bohannon,
my offer of the
reward is sincere.
If the child is found, I will
make good on the gold.
- Mr. Bohannon, come quick.
It's, um... it's about the baby.
- This here's railroad
property, Durant.
You come back, I'll have
you arrested for trespassing.
- Don't be surprised if
someday soon, I return the favor.
- He, uh...
he knows.
He as much as said so.
- Sean, if he knew,
you would have a hole
in your head right there.
Find your manhood
and embrace it.
We're in the endgame.
- Two of 'em...
they was right there,
tacked and ready to move
out, and then they was gone.
- Two horses all they took?
- And the tack.
Hell, the tack's worth
more than the horses.
Herschel there said
they went straight south.
Couldn't say if they was
carrying a baby or not,
but hell, he's half blind.
- Horse thieves.
- Ain't no horse thieves riskin' a
hanging and leavin' out in broad daylight.
- He's right. It doesn't
sound like rustling to me.
- What I'm saying is, what would
horse thieves want with a baby?
- But baby thieves
need horses, sure.
- Where you going?
- Drop my reins.
- You don't know who
these people are, Elam,
or if they even have the baby.
- We ain't found her
yet. This got to be them.
Now, drop my reins like I say.
- I can't wait for you.
Got to move this camp.
- Then move it.
Come on, now. Come on.
Come on, move!
- Ezra Jacob Dutson, on this
day of your eighth birthday,
per the teachings of the
prophet Joseph Smith,
you are baptized into the
Church of the Latter-Day Saints.
Kneel down, son.
- Yes, father.
- O, Lord...
pour out thy spirit
upon thy servant,
that he may do this work
with holiness of heart.
I have baptized thee,
having authority
from the almighty God,
as a testimony that ye
have entered into a covenant
to serve him until you
are dead as to mortal body,
and may he grant
unto you eternal life.
- Happy Birthday, Ezra.
- Thought the camp
couldn't move without you.
- Can't and won't.
Those the tracks?
- Look like. Can't tell
which way they gone.
- Denver.
- Denver?
- That's where that trail leads.
Other one leads to an old surveyor
camp. Ain't nothin' for 'em there.
- Denver 150 miles from here.
They get to Denver,
she gone for good.
- She ain't got her mama's milk.
How's she gonna
make it to Denver?
- She ain't.
- Ha!
- It's Declan Toole.
- What do you want?
- May I come in?
- Go away.
I have nothing to say to you.
- Now, we gonna talk some.
You holler,
I'm gonna gut you like a fish.
You hear?
- I'm a New York City copper.
- Out here...
that don't make no nevermind.
- Enough!
I've not taken the child.
I was looking for
her, same as you.
- You was looking
for her in Elam tent?
That don't make no sense.
- Why would I take the baby?
- On account of you don't
want no negroes raising her up,
that's why.
- She's my own flesh
and blood, she is,
and I'd do nothing
to endanger that child.
- You tell me, where
my baby niece at?
Hmm?
- Easy.
- I don't see no horses.
- Damn it, Elam.
What? What'd you find?
- This is hers.
- It's a fool's errand.
You know that, don't you?
You got the whole
story right there.
- We don't know if
she dead or alive.
- What you think?
- I don't know.
I ain't gonna stop till I do.
- Might be best you never know.
- You killed them men.
Wasn't to bring
your family back.
Why?
Made you feel better?
It give you peace?
You go on back if you want.
I'm gonna go do what I
got to do for my little girl.
Ha!
Come on!
Ha!
- Shit.
- Eva.
Eva.
I've been looking for you.
- She's better off...
away from me.
I couldn't give her nothing.
- You could give
her a mother's love.
- You don't know
nothing about it.
- Eva.
Eva, there... there was a
time I was intimate with Joseph.
It destroyed my father, but...
I had fallen into
darkness and sin.
As time went on, I...
discovered I...
was with child.
I was frightened.
Mm.
I...
thought through
all the possibilities
if I were to have
the child, and...
none of them were good.
I prayed to the
Lord every night to...
take it away.
Then...
nature took its course.
I was not to be a
mother, and I felt...
unworthy of God's love.
I was a sinner...
and I had sinned.
But God did not spurn me...
as others surely would have.
Even though I had been
thinking evil thoughts,
he was not ashamed of me.
The good Lord gave me
permission to feel how I was feeling,
and however you're
feeling right now, Eva,
it's all right with him.
The good Lord
has infinite capacity
to take our sins.
And all you have
to do is let him.
Shh. Shh.
Shh.
- Ugh.
There's kindness
in you yet, Psalms.
- Not much.
- You were named
for a book in the Bible.
- Mm-hmm.
My mama named me after verse 37,
the one about God
slaying the wicked
and offering comfort
to the suffering.
- Have you considered
what you're doing?
- I know what I'm doing.
- Is it Christian?
- I'm gonna make you
give me back that baby.
That's Christian enough.
- I can't give you what I don't have.
You've given me
enough pucks to the face
for me to confess by now.
You're gonna have to kill me...
or let me go.
You're not a killer, Psalms.
- You think you'd be the
first white man I ever killed?
- You gave me water...
comfort.
You don't want the
blood of an innocent man
weighing on your soul.
Release me,
and I swear by Holy Mary,
the mother of God,
I won't raise a mob against you.
- All my life...
I done did what the
white man told me...
so he won't kill me.
White man tell me when to work,
where to work, how long to work.
Mm.
White man give me
what food he got left over,
not what he got to share.
White man take all the
best women for hisself,
even take out the
best part of the Bible.
Mm-hmm.
See, white man don't
leave much for old Psalms
except for what he
don't want for hisself.
Mm.
But old Psalms...
he get the last laugh.
Hmm, Mr. Toole?
Now, you gonna
tell me where she is,
or Mother Mary gonna
sit right here with me
and watch you die.
- Where's my baby?
- I'm sorry.
- Where is she?
- I didn't mean it.
- Can't tell you if he's
dead, now, can he?
- I thought we'd be
in Denver by now.
- She's fine... a
real sweet child.
I think she's getting
hungry, though.
Please don't hurt him.
- Elam.
- He done it for me.
- Killing them won't
make you feel any better.
- It might.
- We didn't mean no harm.
We was gonna be a family.
It didn't seem Eva
wanted this baby.
- We got her now. Let's go.
- Sara's bleeding bad.
I don't know what to do.
- Can she ride?
- Not much and not for long.
- We got to go. My
baby girl gettin' hungry.
- You take this and ride on.
Come back to Hell on
Wheels, I'll hang you both.
You run into Indians, you
hold two of these back...
one for her, one
for you. Her first.
- Leave 'em be. We got to ride.
- Mr. Bohannon...
don't leave us out here.
- We all been
left out here, son.
- I hear you're getting
ready to move the trains.
- I'm ready to
move the trains, yes.
- Even though Mr. Bohannon
isn't yet back with the baby.
- Mm-hmm.
And who knows when he will be?
- That'd probably
suit you, wouldn't it?
- When Mr. Bohannon comes back,
his train is ready, all right?
- And if he doesn't,
the train will be ready
for your friend, Mr. Durant.
- I've got work to do.
Run along back to
your whores, all right?
- You're playing a very
dangerous game here, Sean-o.
The wrong bet may
cost you your life, man.
- Smart money
always hedges its bet.
- The smart money's on Bohannon.
- Look here.
She doin' it.
- I'll be damned if she ain't.
Weather's getting close.
- How you know?
- Caught a bullet in the war.
My knee swells up every
time the weather's coming.
You done enough.
Go on back. Move the camp.
We'll be along directly.
- What was you doing out there?
- I'm only gonna say this once.
This here baby
white. I know that.
I do, but she mine.
I don't care what color she is.
She mine.
She ain't got no
other father but me.
Who else gonna love her?
- Elam...
that baby ain't gonna bring
you nothing but a heap of trouble
and pain for the
rest of your life.
Don't matter what you think.
- My family was took
from me, just like yours.
And she the first
thing I ever got...
that's mine, all my own.
I'm keeping her.
See her grow up...
real smart, real pretty.
She gonna know I'm her daddy...
and I love her.
- Tell you true, Elam.
You'd do best to unwrap
your heart from her right now.
- I can't do that.
It's too late.
I'm in it now.
- We'll leave at first light.
♪ I'm thinking of friends ♪
♪ Whom I used to know ♪
♪ Who lived and suffered ♪
♪ In this world below ♪
♪ They've gone off to heaven ♪
♪ But I want to know ♪
♪ What are they
doing there now ♪
♪ Oh, what are they doing ♪
♪ In heaven today ♪
♪ Where sin and sorrow ♪
♪ Have all gone away ♪
♪ Peace is fine ♪
♪ Like the river they say ♪
♪ But what are they
doing there now ♪
♪ There are some whose hearts ♪
♪ Were burdened with care ♪
♪ Who spent their moments ♪
♪ So frightened and scared ♪
♪ They clung to the cross ♪
♪ With trembling and fear ♪
♪ But what are they
doing there now ♪
- Hmm? What'd I tell you?
Told you I'd find her.
She all right.
I told you, ain't nothing
gonna come between me,
this little girl, and her mama.
- I thought I weren't
never gonna see her again.
- What'd I tell you?
♪ Peace is fine like... ♪
- Rain's coming! Got
to move this camp!
♪ But what are
they doing there... ♪
♪ Now ♪
♪ Mm, mm ♪
- "And if they be evil,
"they are consigned
to an awful view
"of their own guilt
and abominations..."
"Which doth cause them to shrink
"from the presence
of the Lord...
"into an awful state of misery
"and endless torment
"from which they
can no more return.
"Therefore, they
have drunk damnation
"into their own souls."
"O...
"That ye would awake...
"awake from a deep sleep."
"Yea...
"even from the sleep of hell."
"O...
"That ye would awake...
"awake from a deep sleep.
"Yea...
"even from the sleep of hell,
"and shake off
"the awful chains by
which ye are bound,
"the chains which bind
the children of men."
"They are carried away,
"captive down...
"into the eternal gulf..."
"of misery...
"and woe."
Subtitling: CNST, Montreal
Someone came and snatched
up my baby and took her away.
- They ain't had
time to get far.
- Hey!
Hey!
- Chicken?
- I didn't do nothing.
- Get the hell out of here.
- Who would steal a
little baby? Where is she?
- Baby?
- I know who got her.
No, Elam.
- What the hell you doin'?
- Same as you'd do.
- It's a good way
to get yourself shot.
- He's been
wanting my little girl.
- She ain't here.
- He ain't neither.
Declan Toole got our
baby. I know he do, Eva.
- Elam.
- Where is she?
- Get off me!
- Where is she?
- Get off me, boy!
- Where's my baby?
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
- Easy, Psalms.
- Where's my baby?
- Easy!
Mr. Toole, did you take
Mr. Ferguson's baby?
- No.
- Mr. Toole, if you
know where she is,
you've got to tell us.
- I don't know.
- You lyin'.
- I'm not a liar, Mr. Bohannon.
I don't have the
child, and if I did,
I wouldn't let her be taken away
and right from under me own nose.
- Where you take her to?
- Where you take her?
- Mr. Quinn?
- He's been with
us all morning, sir.
- Let him go.
Let him go.
- We ain't got no
reason to believe him.
- Ain't got no reason not to.
- Irish lie for Irish,
Mr. Bohannon.
- That's true.
- Elam, don't.
It ain't worth it.
She's gone.
- All right, Elam and
Eva's baby's been took.
We got to find her before we go,
but that don't give us much time.
The river's up a
foot since Sunday.
Our surveyor's reporting
heavy rains out west.
We don't get loaded up and
moved, we could get washed out.
- We're not to move
without finding the baby,
are we, Mr. Bohannon?
I know that's not what
you're suggesting.
- I ain't sayin' we stop
looking, but we keep packing.
Livestock and railroad supplies ship first,
but we need to be out of here by midday.
- Moving this town more important
than finding me and Eva baby?
- I ain't said that.
- But you ain't said we
don't move till she found.
- I got no concern
for the whore's child.
If this rain sets in, how are
we to load these wagons?
600-pound rails,
tons of steel and gear.
We'll be swallowed
up for certain.
Thank you, Mr. Quinn.
We don't move, you don't work.
You don't work, you don't get paid.
- If there's no pay,
you'll have no men.
- That's right!
- We'll walk off this railroad.
Hold on, now. Aye.
- Hold... hold on.
- Mr. Bohannon, I know
we got jobs to do, but speaking
on behalf of the freedmen,
we got to find Elam's baby
before we do much anything else.
- That child is
no darkie's baby.
- What? What the
hell you talking about?
- It's me brother's, Gregory Toole's.
- Bullshit!
- Here I stand,
her bona fide uncle.
- That Elam Ferguson baby.
- Yeah?
- We gonna find her,
don't you worry about that.
- What y'all talkin' about?
- I don't have time for this ar...
- My baby been took.
- The Irish'll find her, not you!
- Stop it! Stop it, all of you!
It's my baby that's been took!
This ain't got nothin'
to do with y'all!
- Eva.
- The injuns came and took him, Elam.
That's what happened.
- What you talking about?
Ain't no Indians come in and
out of here in broad daylight.
That don't make no sense.
- All I know is we ain't
never gonna see her again.
- Uh, it's your railroad
now, Mr. Bohannon,
and none of my business
how you conduct yours,
but surely you would agree
a short delay is in order
until the child is found.
I will guarantee 20
of these gold eagles -
that's more than
two months' wages -
to the man or woman
who finds the child and
returns her safely to her mother.
- Hold up... hey, hold up!
All right, I can spare five
teams, five men per team.
You search every corner of this
camp. The rest of you keep packing.
Once that baby's found, we move.
- Sir, you've done a lot of
low down and dirty things,
but this ain't one
of 'em. Thank you.
- You're welcome, Mr. Ferguson.
- We gonna find her.
- Eva, this ain't your fault.
We was only out
the house a minute.
Bohannon got a search...
- They ain't gonna
find her, Elam.
It's the curse on me for all
the wrong I done to Mr. Toole.
- No, don't say that.
- I told you something bad was
gonna happen, and it did. It happened.
- Stop that, woman. I
want you to stop that.
That's foolish talk.
It ain't no curse.
Somebody done took our
baby out this camp, that's all.
I'm gonna bring
our baby back to us.
I'm gonna make all
this right again, Eva.
I promise you.
Eva, you hear me, woman?
- Yeah.
- Hmm.
- Rail cars have all been searched,
the hotel, whore tents,
and slaughterhouse as well.
- There's a lot of mudsills
and shit heels in this camp,
murderers, layabouts,
backstabbers.
- Yes, sir.
- And Durant shows up
right when that baby's took and
we're supposed to move camp,
and he offers a reward
that further slows our progress.
You wouldn't know anything
about that, would you, Sean?
- No, sir.
I do know Mr. Durant
is about to leave town
on the noon coach...
if that's any help.
- Yeah.
Hold them horses.
Now...
where you going?
- Business elsewhere demands
my immediate attention, I'm afraid.
I trust the search will
continue in my absence.
- That baby didn't go
missing till you got here.
Surely you're not suggesting
I had anything to do
with the child's abduction.
- Never was one for coincidence.
- Perhaps you'd like
to search my bag.
Our personal enmity
aside, Bohannon,
my offer of the
reward is sincere.
If the child is found, I will
make good on the gold.
- Mr. Bohannon, come quick.
It's, um... it's about the baby.
- This here's railroad
property, Durant.
You come back, I'll have
you arrested for trespassing.
- Don't be surprised if
someday soon, I return the favor.
- He, uh...
he knows.
He as much as said so.
- Sean, if he knew,
you would have a hole
in your head right there.
Find your manhood
and embrace it.
We're in the endgame.
- Two of 'em...
they was right there,
tacked and ready to move
out, and then they was gone.
- Two horses all they took?
- And the tack.
Hell, the tack's worth
more than the horses.
Herschel there said
they went straight south.
Couldn't say if they was
carrying a baby or not,
but hell, he's half blind.
- Horse thieves.
- Ain't no horse thieves riskin' a
hanging and leavin' out in broad daylight.
- He's right. It doesn't
sound like rustling to me.
- What I'm saying is, what would
horse thieves want with a baby?
- But baby thieves
need horses, sure.
- Where you going?
- Drop my reins.
- You don't know who
these people are, Elam,
or if they even have the baby.
- We ain't found her
yet. This got to be them.
Now, drop my reins like I say.
- I can't wait for you.
Got to move this camp.
- Then move it.
Come on, now. Come on.
Come on, move!
- Ezra Jacob Dutson, on this
day of your eighth birthday,
per the teachings of the
prophet Joseph Smith,
you are baptized into the
Church of the Latter-Day Saints.
Kneel down, son.
- Yes, father.
- O, Lord...
pour out thy spirit
upon thy servant,
that he may do this work
with holiness of heart.
I have baptized thee,
having authority
from the almighty God,
as a testimony that ye
have entered into a covenant
to serve him until you
are dead as to mortal body,
and may he grant
unto you eternal life.
- Happy Birthday, Ezra.
- Thought the camp
couldn't move without you.
- Can't and won't.
Those the tracks?
- Look like. Can't tell
which way they gone.
- Denver.
- Denver?
- That's where that trail leads.
Other one leads to an old surveyor
camp. Ain't nothin' for 'em there.
- Denver 150 miles from here.
They get to Denver,
she gone for good.
- She ain't got her mama's milk.
How's she gonna
make it to Denver?
- She ain't.
- Ha!
- It's Declan Toole.
- What do you want?
- May I come in?
- Go away.
I have nothing to say to you.
- Now, we gonna talk some.
You holler,
I'm gonna gut you like a fish.
You hear?
- I'm a New York City copper.
- Out here...
that don't make no nevermind.
- Enough!
I've not taken the child.
I was looking for
her, same as you.
- You was looking
for her in Elam tent?
That don't make no sense.
- Why would I take the baby?
- On account of you don't
want no negroes raising her up,
that's why.
- She's my own flesh
and blood, she is,
and I'd do nothing
to endanger that child.
- You tell me, where
my baby niece at?
Hmm?
- Easy.
- I don't see no horses.
- Damn it, Elam.
What? What'd you find?
- This is hers.
- It's a fool's errand.
You know that, don't you?
You got the whole
story right there.
- We don't know if
she dead or alive.
- What you think?
- I don't know.
I ain't gonna stop till I do.
- Might be best you never know.
- You killed them men.
Wasn't to bring
your family back.
Why?
Made you feel better?
It give you peace?
You go on back if you want.
I'm gonna go do what I
got to do for my little girl.
Ha!
Come on!
Ha!
- Shit.
- Eva.
Eva.
I've been looking for you.
- She's better off...
away from me.
I couldn't give her nothing.
- You could give
her a mother's love.
- You don't know
nothing about it.
- Eva.
Eva, there... there was a
time I was intimate with Joseph.
It destroyed my father, but...
I had fallen into
darkness and sin.
As time went on, I...
discovered I...
was with child.
I was frightened.
Mm.
I...
thought through
all the possibilities
if I were to have
the child, and...
none of them were good.
I prayed to the
Lord every night to...
take it away.
Then...
nature took its course.
I was not to be a
mother, and I felt...
unworthy of God's love.
I was a sinner...
and I had sinned.
But God did not spurn me...
as others surely would have.
Even though I had been
thinking evil thoughts,
he was not ashamed of me.
The good Lord gave me
permission to feel how I was feeling,
and however you're
feeling right now, Eva,
it's all right with him.
The good Lord
has infinite capacity
to take our sins.
And all you have
to do is let him.
Shh. Shh.
Shh.
- Ugh.
There's kindness
in you yet, Psalms.
- Not much.
- You were named
for a book in the Bible.
- Mm-hmm.
My mama named me after verse 37,
the one about God
slaying the wicked
and offering comfort
to the suffering.
- Have you considered
what you're doing?
- I know what I'm doing.
- Is it Christian?
- I'm gonna make you
give me back that baby.
That's Christian enough.
- I can't give you what I don't have.
You've given me
enough pucks to the face
for me to confess by now.
You're gonna have to kill me...
or let me go.
You're not a killer, Psalms.
- You think you'd be the
first white man I ever killed?
- You gave me water...
comfort.
You don't want the
blood of an innocent man
weighing on your soul.
Release me,
and I swear by Holy Mary,
the mother of God,
I won't raise a mob against you.
- All my life...
I done did what the
white man told me...
so he won't kill me.
White man tell me when to work,
where to work, how long to work.
Mm.
White man give me
what food he got left over,
not what he got to share.
White man take all the
best women for hisself,
even take out the
best part of the Bible.
Mm-hmm.
See, white man don't
leave much for old Psalms
except for what he
don't want for hisself.
Mm.
But old Psalms...
he get the last laugh.
Hmm, Mr. Toole?
Now, you gonna
tell me where she is,
or Mother Mary gonna
sit right here with me
and watch you die.
- Where's my baby?
- I'm sorry.
- Where is she?
- I didn't mean it.
- Can't tell you if he's
dead, now, can he?
- I thought we'd be
in Denver by now.
- She's fine... a
real sweet child.
I think she's getting
hungry, though.
Please don't hurt him.
- Elam.
- He done it for me.
- Killing them won't
make you feel any better.
- It might.
- We didn't mean no harm.
We was gonna be a family.
It didn't seem Eva
wanted this baby.
- We got her now. Let's go.
- Sara's bleeding bad.
I don't know what to do.
- Can she ride?
- Not much and not for long.
- We got to go. My
baby girl gettin' hungry.
- You take this and ride on.
Come back to Hell on
Wheels, I'll hang you both.
You run into Indians, you
hold two of these back...
one for her, one
for you. Her first.
- Leave 'em be. We got to ride.
- Mr. Bohannon...
don't leave us out here.
- We all been
left out here, son.
- I hear you're getting
ready to move the trains.
- I'm ready to
move the trains, yes.
- Even though Mr. Bohannon
isn't yet back with the baby.
- Mm-hmm.
And who knows when he will be?
- That'd probably
suit you, wouldn't it?
- When Mr. Bohannon comes back,
his train is ready, all right?
- And if he doesn't,
the train will be ready
for your friend, Mr. Durant.
- I've got work to do.
Run along back to
your whores, all right?
- You're playing a very
dangerous game here, Sean-o.
The wrong bet may
cost you your life, man.
- Smart money
always hedges its bet.
- The smart money's on Bohannon.
- Look here.
She doin' it.
- I'll be damned if she ain't.
Weather's getting close.
- How you know?
- Caught a bullet in the war.
My knee swells up every
time the weather's coming.
You done enough.
Go on back. Move the camp.
We'll be along directly.
- What was you doing out there?
- I'm only gonna say this once.
This here baby
white. I know that.
I do, but she mine.
I don't care what color she is.
She mine.
She ain't got no
other father but me.
Who else gonna love her?
- Elam...
that baby ain't gonna bring
you nothing but a heap of trouble
and pain for the
rest of your life.
Don't matter what you think.
- My family was took
from me, just like yours.
And she the first
thing I ever got...
that's mine, all my own.
I'm keeping her.
See her grow up...
real smart, real pretty.
She gonna know I'm her daddy...
and I love her.
- Tell you true, Elam.
You'd do best to unwrap
your heart from her right now.
- I can't do that.
It's too late.
I'm in it now.
- We'll leave at first light.
♪ I'm thinking of friends ♪
♪ Whom I used to know ♪
♪ Who lived and suffered ♪
♪ In this world below ♪
♪ They've gone off to heaven ♪
♪ But I want to know ♪
♪ What are they
doing there now ♪
♪ Oh, what are they doing ♪
♪ In heaven today ♪
♪ Where sin and sorrow ♪
♪ Have all gone away ♪
♪ Peace is fine ♪
♪ Like the river they say ♪
♪ But what are they
doing there now ♪
♪ There are some whose hearts ♪
♪ Were burdened with care ♪
♪ Who spent their moments ♪
♪ So frightened and scared ♪
♪ They clung to the cross ♪
♪ With trembling and fear ♪
♪ But what are they
doing there now ♪
- Hmm? What'd I tell you?
Told you I'd find her.
She all right.
I told you, ain't nothing
gonna come between me,
this little girl, and her mama.
- I thought I weren't
never gonna see her again.
- What'd I tell you?
♪ Peace is fine like... ♪
- Rain's coming! Got
to move this camp!
♪ But what are
they doing there... ♪
♪ Now ♪
♪ Mm, mm ♪
- "And if they be evil,
"they are consigned
to an awful view
"of their own guilt
and abominations..."
"Which doth cause them to shrink
"from the presence
of the Lord...
"into an awful state of misery
"and endless torment
"from which they
can no more return.
"Therefore, they
have drunk damnation
"into their own souls."
"O...
"That ye would awake...
"awake from a deep sleep."
"Yea...
"even from the sleep of hell."
"O...
"That ye would awake...
"awake from a deep sleep.
"Yea...
"even from the sleep of hell,
"and shake off
"the awful chains by
which ye are bound,
"the chains which bind
the children of men."
"They are carried away,
"captive down...
"into the eternal gulf..."
"of misery...
"and woe."
Subtitling: CNST, Montreal