Hell on Wheels (2011–2016): Season 4, Episode 8 - Episode #4.8 - full transcript
The river!
Can't believe it.
Well, mornin', little missus!
Care for some breakfast
with some God-fearing men?
Hey, hey, what's the matter?
Don't you want to spend
a little time with us?
Don't listen to him, ma'am!
You weren't anywhere.
Didn't even look like you
came to bed for one minute.
I had this idea.
It's a dredge.
It's a steam dredge.
It's on its way to us.
Should be here any day now.
We'll have to convert it
to a steam shovel.
Had a notion just
this mornin'...
I could build an
undercarriage...
You need to sleep and eat or...
I don't know what.
You don't understand.
Better take William
on along home.
He shouldn't be out here.
You neither.
I'll be along. Go on.
I know we can reach the summit
in seven diagonal cuts.
They're called "switchbacks,"
all right?
I'm familiar with the concept.
I'm an engineer, Bohannon.
Chief engineer.
Before you start givin'
me orders,
it's Mr. Durant I work for.
You work for the Union Pacific.
Our job is to get
the railroad movin'.
I need a dozen men to help
fashion a reinforced chassis
- so I can...
- You need?
Gentlemen!
Mr. Bohannon was just tellin'
me what my job is. Yours too.
Dredge'll be here any day now
and we ain't ready.
- He is requesting 10 men...
- 12.
To be taken off
their labor on the wall
to assemble parts.
And build a car.
And do we have the expertise
to show the men
how this is done?
I got a notion.
A notion?
But I'll need
Mr. Delaney's know-how.
Well?
It can be done.
If you settle for 10.
Hold up!
' Let's.
I said stop the train
right there!
Damn it.
Excuse me.
Sit down.
Pull the men off your train.
They've been reassigned.
- On whose say-so?
- Mine!
What's this with pullin' my men?
Take your ten best
off the train, and you too.
I need you in charge.
Charge of what?
Either you come
or I take 'em without you.
Dead in the water
until you get that slide off.
Virgin.
Mr. Bohannon!
Shouldn't these men
be out shovelin' rocks?
I been thinkin' the same thing.
All right, we're gonna
take them two freight trucks
and set 'em on the rails.
They'll hold the platform
for the dredge.
You think we got
an ironworks here?
We ain't in Chicago.
You best build new bolsters
and kingpins
for the extra weight.
I had a look this mornin',
figure it's somethin' like this.
You hear me? We fix
what's broke and that's all.
I barely got the manpower
for that.
I brought you the manpower.
I'm talkin' about skilled labor.
Psalms?
My men'll learn.
Some of them worked on ploughs
and cotton gins where they from.
Railroad cars ain't cotton gins.
Now I think you heard him.
They can learn.
I'll believe it when I see it.
You bet.
Chief, let's try that...
- Get her in position.
- Yes sir.
Man right there?
Thinks all you're good for
is diggin' ditches.
You gon' prove him wrong?
I know what you see
when you look at me.
Doubt that.
The man who killed Elam.
But that wasn't Elam.
The one you and me knew,
he never come back.
That's all I'm gonna
say about it.
Now or ever.
I see to it my crew give
Virgil no reason to complain.
Y'all watch your feet
mountin' them wheels now.
You thought about
what you'll do now?
I mean, will you go home now?
St. Louis.
What?
St. Louis.
That's home.
But I got no one there.
No one and nothin'.
No, that ain't true.
You can read.
You talk nice.
You got a pretty face.
You don't have to be a whore.
You can be somethin' better.
You don't know.
Could be a lot worse,
I know that.
Before I was with Elam...
Elam.
Stay with me till we find
you somethin' to do in Cheyenne.
We'll think on it together.
- Mornin'.
- Mornin'.
For you.
They found Heckard's body
in Nebraska,
by the side of the track.
Somebody bashed his head in.
Yes, sir.
What kind of a place have we
found ourselves in, Atwood,
where the life of a U.S. Marshal
can be snuffed out
at the whim of an arrogant,
pompous, self-important toad?
Durant?
Shit flows downstream...
from the headwaters.
Naomi?
Whoa.
Come on.
Hold it right there!
Tell Father Hatch
his daughter's at the gate!
Brother Hatch!
Ho.
Feels a long time
since we've been here.
It wasn't.
Feels like it, though.
God be praised!
Look at him.
Brother Bohannon.
- Father Hatch.
- Well, come in.
Why are we stayin' out here?
The bishop?
He's long gone,
you needn't worry about him.
Now, you've been traveling.
You're tired and hungry.
Your momma's gonna be so happy.
Come on.
Wait here.
You look rather cavalier
for a man who's set to hang.
Is it your habit to take
the law of the land so lightly?
Ain't the usual thing
for a governor
to come down here and conversate
with condemned fugitives.
I'm askin' if you hold the law
in contempt.
The law and me have been
at each other pretty hard
for a long time now.
We know each other well.
You have certain skills,
Mr. Snow.
I may have need
for those skills.
The question is whether you can
put them to use
for someone other than yourself.
I have never tried.
What if it were worth your life?
Do you swear to
enforce the law of Wyoming,
its letter and its spirit,
without prejudice of persons
in pursuance of your duties?
Right, yeah. I do.
Then you're our new marshal.
Lots of individuals
will be surprised.
Cheyenne's full of men
wanted elsewhere.
Bail jumpers, fugitives.
Also indentured freedmen
among the railroad workers,
vagrants.
Durant hasn't paid their bond
in years.
That means they're illegal too.
I want you to arrest them all.
- Gonna need some deputies.
- Take those.
Damn, boys, it's your lucky day.
Travel one inch
outside my orders,
I'll tie the noose myself.
Not to worry, Governor.
My honor...
as a gentleman.
You start with those.
Charlotte can cook,
wash, keep house.
Does her figures like anything.
She can read and write
like nobody's business.
Folks can see
she's a respectable person.
We'll get you
a change of clothes.
I'll find something
for you to do here.
Can't even imagine
what you've been through.
Thank...
It's okay.
Thank you.
He's got eyes like his papa.
Don't he have brother
Bohannon's pretty eyes?
How dare you say
that about my husband.
Got her awn beau.
Brother Michael Doone.
He's got eyes like
an old ox sittin' in the sun.
Girls.
This is Naomi's first meal home.
She's happy to be among them.
She's missed this.
That's a fact.
Well, I can only guess
at what's brought you
back from Cheyenne.
But is there any good reason...
you shouldn't stay on?
Both of you, together.
With us.
I have authority here.
I can smooth your way
with the congregation.
You will be made welcome.
Perhaps Bishop Dutson
was right after all.
How's that?
Only that everything
a righteous man could ever want
is here.
What'd you mean, Dutson's gone?
- Gone where?
- Brigham Young.
To Utah.
Your father wants us
to stay on for good.
You still ain't said
if that's what you want.
I can't think about goin' back.
Naomi.
We're better off here.
Me and William, and don't say
that you don't see that.
You ain't had it easy
in Cheyenne.
I know that, all right?
I do.
But it ain't always gonna be
Cheyenne.
The railroad'll
move on, we'll...
This isn't about Cheyenne!
I washed the blood off of you.
Washed the blood
off of you of a man
that you killed, that you loved.
I ain't forgettin' that.
That's you.
That's who you are.
End of the line, folks!
Cheyenne. End of the line.
- You hearin' me?
- Yeah.
Thought so.
- Get over here, Travis.
- Wait! Hey!
What we got under here,
old timer?
On it.
Y'all go ahead around
the back side of those wagons
over there, yeah?
Yes, sir. You heard him.
Hup!
That's it, brother.
All right.
Even that out.
Hup!
Get it on there, brother.
Get it in there.
That's it, brother.
All you men!
It appears some of you
are wanted by the law.
Else you're here on bonds
that ain't been paid.
I am here to see that y'all
are brought to justice.
Less trouble you give me,
easier it'll be.
'Course, I don't mind trouble.
All of these men, all of 'em,
are legitimate employees
of the Union Pacific railroad.
Yes, sir.
Virgil Farnsworth.
Wanted in New York.
- Man.
- You see that?
It was a bar fight
down at the bowery.
Other guy walked away.
Don't that count for nothin'?
Hey!
Dutch Dufray.
Armed robbery
in the city of brotherly love!
Anybody gets in our way,
you arrest them too.
Now... Who do we have here?
Julius Hankey.
Whoo! Look at that boy run.
Enoch Buell.
Psalms Jackson.
Durant didn't pay my bond.
Why don't you arrest him?
It might come to that.
Move. Come on!
That's it, that's all.
Round up the goodies,
gentlemen. Follow me.
Get outta here! That's right!
There you go. That'll hurt him.
- We'll handle it.
- Yeah, ha!
What kind of cra...
I never robbed nobody!
Not in Ohio anyways!
I don't care
what the poster says!
We gonna drag you
down to the judge,
and you can talk his ear off.
Son of a bitch!
"I" is for...
ls... is-land?
- Island.
- Island.
That sits in the sea.
'J' is for...
Jack-kal?
- Jackal!
- Jackal.
That springs from the tree.
"K' is a..."
Ruth! I'm in need.
Mickey?
I need a place to stay, to hide.
I'm a wanted man.
They're coming now.
You see I have a child here.
You come with a gun
to a place of worship?
The place I saved your life.
As for a gun, I've no mind
to use it if you help me.
I have nowhere to hide you.
I believe
I'll take this myself, boys.
Hot damn.
I got to go to church
more often.
Can I help you?
Well, I can think of a
thousand ways you could,
darlin', but for now...
we're just lookin'
for these men.
It's just me and the boy.
You know lyin'
to a federal marshal
ain't just a sin, it's a felony.
There's no one here.
You see for yourself.
I ain't seen
what's back there yet.
Satisfied?
I don't satisfy easy.
I'm cumin' back
for you and the baby.
Don't say it.
I Will.
Then I'll see you when you do.
Yeah.
Miss Palmer done you up
real nice.
It can make you feel different.
Better.
I'd forgotten.
Mrs. Palmer put me to work
in the dining room.
Funny how you lose your appetite
servin' food all day.
There's somethin'
I have to say to you,
since I haven't been myself.
What?
I've forgotten to thank you.
There's somethin' else as well.
It's about Elam.
I know you've wanted
to talk about him.
From what people say, he...
he wasn't always the man I knew.
No, he wasn't.
I know that now.
And you loved him.
Then I want you to know
that I believe it was you
he was thinkin' of.
And lookin' for.
I know, I know!
He's arrested
our key railroad men.
All on trumped up charges
or crimes long forgotten.
What exactly are we
doin' about it?
I'll do what
I should've done before:
I'll make you chief
of railroad police,
with authority
to reclaim our workforce.
Insist they be released!
Railroad badge won't mean
nothin' to Campbell.
He's federal.
So is the railroad.
Damn it, I need you, Bohannon.
I need your gun.
I see you aren't even
wearing one anymore.
Lost my taste for it.
Well, you picked one
hell of a time to turn saint!
You are under arrest
for the murder of
Dwight Heckard federal marshal.
You're the new marshal?
You know, it surprised
the hell out of me too.
- Take your hands off me!
- Hey!
He don't need to be cuffed.
He'd be doin' me a favor
if he puts up a fight.
You too, Bohannon.
Like I said, Bohannon,
one hell of a time!
In you go, fancy man.
The Lord's peace
is upon this place.
I feel it, brother!
While we rest here
from travel...
you may tell me who you are.
I know you are not Dutson.
It's true.
My name is Anderson.
I came upon a tragic scene
one day.
Bishop Dutson,
his wife and child lying
slaughtered by Indians
beside a river.
As I prayed over them,
I received a message...
message from Heavenly Father...
that I should take
this unfortunate man's identity
and do his bidden work.
If I have done wrong.
You have done wrong
by lying to me now.
Heavenly Father endowed me
with the spirit of discernment.
I swear...
that I am Mormon
and my faith is strong.
And what then of the Dutsons?
When I found them...
they were alive.
I say again,
it was a sign from God...
His will...
that I should...
take their earthly lives
and d-drape myself
in Dutson's name and person.
Thereafter,
I did all I could to...
to honor him...
in every way at Fort Smith.
Everything
I have said now is true.
I'm thankful that my path
has led me to...
to the sacred privilege
of aiding in...
aiding in your work.
I do believe in your remorse,
and that you seek forgiveness.
Good.
I do.
I do.
I do. I do.
I do.
And what is your name?
I am Thor Gundersen...
of Norway.
Well...
Thor Gundersen
of Norway...
you may go forward with me
and begin life again.
But where shall we go?
Time will reveal.
Few things
I find pleasant in Cheyenne...
but this wine's one.
What else?
Sittin' across from you
while I drink it.
I agree...
about the wine.
Now...
you are not the kind of lady.
I expected to find out here.
How is it that an east coast
sophisticate like yourself
ends up in a frontier town
surrounded by
charlatans like Durant,
ruffians like Mickey Mcginnes...
and a defrocked Johnny Reb
like Bohannon?
I notice you forgot
to mention Sidney Snow.
How does a man
who shoots up a store
and kills a young boy end up
wearing a marshal's badge?
And how do you justify
giving it to him?
Good question, Miss Ellison.
Mr. Bohannon.
You're interrupting our dinner.
I aim to hear your answer.
How's a man appointed by Grant
to bring law and order
put a badge on a mad dog
like Sidney Snow,
and that's what he is,
we both know it.
I'm just lucky I had a man
like him to put a badge on.
I've lost two marshals
to violence in this town,
and I don't need to lose more
to know that I'm a long way
from being able to use peaceful
means to bring "law and order,"
as you put it.
I think my new marshal's methods
exactly fit the bill.
What Sidney's bringing
ain't law and order,
and I can't build a railroad
with them men in jail.
Then the railroad
and everything else
will have to wait
until I bring this town to heel.
Let me spell it out
for you, Mr. Campbell.
Release them prisoners.
I'm only askin' you once.
If that's a threat,
I didn't hear it.
Now, would you let this lady
and me go on with our dinner?
You remember:
I asked you
as a gentleman first.
Miss Ellison.
Can't believe it.
Well, mornin', little missus!
Care for some breakfast
with some God-fearing men?
Hey, hey, what's the matter?
Don't you want to spend
a little time with us?
Don't listen to him, ma'am!
You weren't anywhere.
Didn't even look like you
came to bed for one minute.
I had this idea.
It's a dredge.
It's a steam dredge.
It's on its way to us.
Should be here any day now.
We'll have to convert it
to a steam shovel.
Had a notion just
this mornin'...
I could build an
undercarriage...
You need to sleep and eat or...
I don't know what.
You don't understand.
Better take William
on along home.
He shouldn't be out here.
You neither.
I'll be along. Go on.
I know we can reach the summit
in seven diagonal cuts.
They're called "switchbacks,"
all right?
I'm familiar with the concept.
I'm an engineer, Bohannon.
Chief engineer.
Before you start givin'
me orders,
it's Mr. Durant I work for.
You work for the Union Pacific.
Our job is to get
the railroad movin'.
I need a dozen men to help
fashion a reinforced chassis
- so I can...
- You need?
Gentlemen!
Mr. Bohannon was just tellin'
me what my job is. Yours too.
Dredge'll be here any day now
and we ain't ready.
- He is requesting 10 men...
- 12.
To be taken off
their labor on the wall
to assemble parts.
And build a car.
And do we have the expertise
to show the men
how this is done?
I got a notion.
A notion?
But I'll need
Mr. Delaney's know-how.
Well?
It can be done.
If you settle for 10.
Hold up!
' Let's.
I said stop the train
right there!
Damn it.
Excuse me.
Sit down.
Pull the men off your train.
They've been reassigned.
- On whose say-so?
- Mine!
What's this with pullin' my men?
Take your ten best
off the train, and you too.
I need you in charge.
Charge of what?
Either you come
or I take 'em without you.
Dead in the water
until you get that slide off.
Virgin.
Mr. Bohannon!
Shouldn't these men
be out shovelin' rocks?
I been thinkin' the same thing.
All right, we're gonna
take them two freight trucks
and set 'em on the rails.
They'll hold the platform
for the dredge.
You think we got
an ironworks here?
We ain't in Chicago.
You best build new bolsters
and kingpins
for the extra weight.
I had a look this mornin',
figure it's somethin' like this.
You hear me? We fix
what's broke and that's all.
I barely got the manpower
for that.
I brought you the manpower.
I'm talkin' about skilled labor.
Psalms?
My men'll learn.
Some of them worked on ploughs
and cotton gins where they from.
Railroad cars ain't cotton gins.
Now I think you heard him.
They can learn.
I'll believe it when I see it.
You bet.
Chief, let's try that...
- Get her in position.
- Yes sir.
Man right there?
Thinks all you're good for
is diggin' ditches.
You gon' prove him wrong?
I know what you see
when you look at me.
Doubt that.
The man who killed Elam.
But that wasn't Elam.
The one you and me knew,
he never come back.
That's all I'm gonna
say about it.
Now or ever.
I see to it my crew give
Virgil no reason to complain.
Y'all watch your feet
mountin' them wheels now.
You thought about
what you'll do now?
I mean, will you go home now?
St. Louis.
What?
St. Louis.
That's home.
But I got no one there.
No one and nothin'.
No, that ain't true.
You can read.
You talk nice.
You got a pretty face.
You don't have to be a whore.
You can be somethin' better.
You don't know.
Could be a lot worse,
I know that.
Before I was with Elam...
Elam.
Stay with me till we find
you somethin' to do in Cheyenne.
We'll think on it together.
- Mornin'.
- Mornin'.
For you.
They found Heckard's body
in Nebraska,
by the side of the track.
Somebody bashed his head in.
Yes, sir.
What kind of a place have we
found ourselves in, Atwood,
where the life of a U.S. Marshal
can be snuffed out
at the whim of an arrogant,
pompous, self-important toad?
Durant?
Shit flows downstream...
from the headwaters.
Naomi?
Whoa.
Come on.
Hold it right there!
Tell Father Hatch
his daughter's at the gate!
Brother Hatch!
Ho.
Feels a long time
since we've been here.
It wasn't.
Feels like it, though.
God be praised!
Look at him.
Brother Bohannon.
- Father Hatch.
- Well, come in.
Why are we stayin' out here?
The bishop?
He's long gone,
you needn't worry about him.
Now, you've been traveling.
You're tired and hungry.
Your momma's gonna be so happy.
Come on.
Wait here.
You look rather cavalier
for a man who's set to hang.
Is it your habit to take
the law of the land so lightly?
Ain't the usual thing
for a governor
to come down here and conversate
with condemned fugitives.
I'm askin' if you hold the law
in contempt.
The law and me have been
at each other pretty hard
for a long time now.
We know each other well.
You have certain skills,
Mr. Snow.
I may have need
for those skills.
The question is whether you can
put them to use
for someone other than yourself.
I have never tried.
What if it were worth your life?
Do you swear to
enforce the law of Wyoming,
its letter and its spirit,
without prejudice of persons
in pursuance of your duties?
Right, yeah. I do.
Then you're our new marshal.
Lots of individuals
will be surprised.
Cheyenne's full of men
wanted elsewhere.
Bail jumpers, fugitives.
Also indentured freedmen
among the railroad workers,
vagrants.
Durant hasn't paid their bond
in years.
That means they're illegal too.
I want you to arrest them all.
- Gonna need some deputies.
- Take those.
Damn, boys, it's your lucky day.
Travel one inch
outside my orders,
I'll tie the noose myself.
Not to worry, Governor.
My honor...
as a gentleman.
You start with those.
Charlotte can cook,
wash, keep house.
Does her figures like anything.
She can read and write
like nobody's business.
Folks can see
she's a respectable person.
We'll get you
a change of clothes.
I'll find something
for you to do here.
Can't even imagine
what you've been through.
Thank...
It's okay.
Thank you.
He's got eyes like his papa.
Don't he have brother
Bohannon's pretty eyes?
How dare you say
that about my husband.
Got her awn beau.
Brother Michael Doone.
He's got eyes like
an old ox sittin' in the sun.
Girls.
This is Naomi's first meal home.
She's happy to be among them.
She's missed this.
That's a fact.
Well, I can only guess
at what's brought you
back from Cheyenne.
But is there any good reason...
you shouldn't stay on?
Both of you, together.
With us.
I have authority here.
I can smooth your way
with the congregation.
You will be made welcome.
Perhaps Bishop Dutson
was right after all.
How's that?
Only that everything
a righteous man could ever want
is here.
What'd you mean, Dutson's gone?
- Gone where?
- Brigham Young.
To Utah.
Your father wants us
to stay on for good.
You still ain't said
if that's what you want.
I can't think about goin' back.
Naomi.
We're better off here.
Me and William, and don't say
that you don't see that.
You ain't had it easy
in Cheyenne.
I know that, all right?
I do.
But it ain't always gonna be
Cheyenne.
The railroad'll
move on, we'll...
This isn't about Cheyenne!
I washed the blood off of you.
Washed the blood
off of you of a man
that you killed, that you loved.
I ain't forgettin' that.
That's you.
That's who you are.
End of the line, folks!
Cheyenne. End of the line.
- You hearin' me?
- Yeah.
Thought so.
- Get over here, Travis.
- Wait! Hey!
What we got under here,
old timer?
On it.
Y'all go ahead around
the back side of those wagons
over there, yeah?
Yes, sir. You heard him.
Hup!
That's it, brother.
All right.
Even that out.
Hup!
Get it on there, brother.
Get it in there.
That's it, brother.
All you men!
It appears some of you
are wanted by the law.
Else you're here on bonds
that ain't been paid.
I am here to see that y'all
are brought to justice.
Less trouble you give me,
easier it'll be.
'Course, I don't mind trouble.
All of these men, all of 'em,
are legitimate employees
of the Union Pacific railroad.
Yes, sir.
Virgil Farnsworth.
Wanted in New York.
- Man.
- You see that?
It was a bar fight
down at the bowery.
Other guy walked away.
Don't that count for nothin'?
Hey!
Dutch Dufray.
Armed robbery
in the city of brotherly love!
Anybody gets in our way,
you arrest them too.
Now... Who do we have here?
Julius Hankey.
Whoo! Look at that boy run.
Enoch Buell.
Psalms Jackson.
Durant didn't pay my bond.
Why don't you arrest him?
It might come to that.
Move. Come on!
That's it, that's all.
Round up the goodies,
gentlemen. Follow me.
Get outta here! That's right!
There you go. That'll hurt him.
- We'll handle it.
- Yeah, ha!
What kind of cra...
I never robbed nobody!
Not in Ohio anyways!
I don't care
what the poster says!
We gonna drag you
down to the judge,
and you can talk his ear off.
Son of a bitch!
"I" is for...
ls... is-land?
- Island.
- Island.
That sits in the sea.
'J' is for...
Jack-kal?
- Jackal!
- Jackal.
That springs from the tree.
"K' is a..."
Ruth! I'm in need.
Mickey?
I need a place to stay, to hide.
I'm a wanted man.
They're coming now.
You see I have a child here.
You come with a gun
to a place of worship?
The place I saved your life.
As for a gun, I've no mind
to use it if you help me.
I have nowhere to hide you.
I believe
I'll take this myself, boys.
Hot damn.
I got to go to church
more often.
Can I help you?
Well, I can think of a
thousand ways you could,
darlin', but for now...
we're just lookin'
for these men.
It's just me and the boy.
You know lyin'
to a federal marshal
ain't just a sin, it's a felony.
There's no one here.
You see for yourself.
I ain't seen
what's back there yet.
Satisfied?
I don't satisfy easy.
I'm cumin' back
for you and the baby.
Don't say it.
I Will.
Then I'll see you when you do.
Yeah.
Miss Palmer done you up
real nice.
It can make you feel different.
Better.
I'd forgotten.
Mrs. Palmer put me to work
in the dining room.
Funny how you lose your appetite
servin' food all day.
There's somethin'
I have to say to you,
since I haven't been myself.
What?
I've forgotten to thank you.
There's somethin' else as well.
It's about Elam.
I know you've wanted
to talk about him.
From what people say, he...
he wasn't always the man I knew.
No, he wasn't.
I know that now.
And you loved him.
Then I want you to know
that I believe it was you
he was thinkin' of.
And lookin' for.
I know, I know!
He's arrested
our key railroad men.
All on trumped up charges
or crimes long forgotten.
What exactly are we
doin' about it?
I'll do what
I should've done before:
I'll make you chief
of railroad police,
with authority
to reclaim our workforce.
Insist they be released!
Railroad badge won't mean
nothin' to Campbell.
He's federal.
So is the railroad.
Damn it, I need you, Bohannon.
I need your gun.
I see you aren't even
wearing one anymore.
Lost my taste for it.
Well, you picked one
hell of a time to turn saint!
You are under arrest
for the murder of
Dwight Heckard federal marshal.
You're the new marshal?
You know, it surprised
the hell out of me too.
- Take your hands off me!
- Hey!
He don't need to be cuffed.
He'd be doin' me a favor
if he puts up a fight.
You too, Bohannon.
Like I said, Bohannon,
one hell of a time!
In you go, fancy man.
The Lord's peace
is upon this place.
I feel it, brother!
While we rest here
from travel...
you may tell me who you are.
I know you are not Dutson.
It's true.
My name is Anderson.
I came upon a tragic scene
one day.
Bishop Dutson,
his wife and child lying
slaughtered by Indians
beside a river.
As I prayed over them,
I received a message...
message from Heavenly Father...
that I should take
this unfortunate man's identity
and do his bidden work.
If I have done wrong.
You have done wrong
by lying to me now.
Heavenly Father endowed me
with the spirit of discernment.
I swear...
that I am Mormon
and my faith is strong.
And what then of the Dutsons?
When I found them...
they were alive.
I say again,
it was a sign from God...
His will...
that I should...
take their earthly lives
and d-drape myself
in Dutson's name and person.
Thereafter,
I did all I could to...
to honor him...
in every way at Fort Smith.
Everything
I have said now is true.
I'm thankful that my path
has led me to...
to the sacred privilege
of aiding in...
aiding in your work.
I do believe in your remorse,
and that you seek forgiveness.
Good.
I do.
I do.
I do. I do.
I do.
And what is your name?
I am Thor Gundersen...
of Norway.
Well...
Thor Gundersen
of Norway...
you may go forward with me
and begin life again.
But where shall we go?
Time will reveal.
Few things
I find pleasant in Cheyenne...
but this wine's one.
What else?
Sittin' across from you
while I drink it.
I agree...
about the wine.
Now...
you are not the kind of lady.
I expected to find out here.
How is it that an east coast
sophisticate like yourself
ends up in a frontier town
surrounded by
charlatans like Durant,
ruffians like Mickey Mcginnes...
and a defrocked Johnny Reb
like Bohannon?
I notice you forgot
to mention Sidney Snow.
How does a man
who shoots up a store
and kills a young boy end up
wearing a marshal's badge?
And how do you justify
giving it to him?
Good question, Miss Ellison.
Mr. Bohannon.
You're interrupting our dinner.
I aim to hear your answer.
How's a man appointed by Grant
to bring law and order
put a badge on a mad dog
like Sidney Snow,
and that's what he is,
we both know it.
I'm just lucky I had a man
like him to put a badge on.
I've lost two marshals
to violence in this town,
and I don't need to lose more
to know that I'm a long way
from being able to use peaceful
means to bring "law and order,"
as you put it.
I think my new marshal's methods
exactly fit the bill.
What Sidney's bringing
ain't law and order,
and I can't build a railroad
with them men in jail.
Then the railroad
and everything else
will have to wait
until I bring this town to heel.
Let me spell it out
for you, Mr. Campbell.
Release them prisoners.
I'm only askin' you once.
If that's a threat,
I didn't hear it.
Now, would you let this lady
and me go on with our dinner?
You remember:
I asked you
as a gentleman first.
Miss Ellison.