Hell on Wheels (2011–2016): Season 5, Episode 12 - Episode #5.12 - full transcript
From here on out,
you deliver Tao's back pay
to the railroad office.
Some hongcha, Mr. Bohannon?
I'll pay out Fong's
wages myself.
Your concern for your workers
is admirable.
Wages delivered to my office.
Every week without exception.
One day we'll have to do this over tea
like respectable businessmen.
Where'd you get this?
Chang knows, doesn't he?
I bought you a seat
on the first coach out.
Leaves town in 20 minutes,
and you need to be on it.
I no leave town.
Ain't nobody knows the terrain
better than Stagecoach Mary.
She'll see you safe to Cheyenne.
- Cheyenne?
- There's a woman there, Maggie Palmer.
She's a friend.
You'll be safe there.
I'm safe here!
He see us in a tent...
His whore was wearing
your mother's dress.
I give to her.
Well, Chang's on the scent.
He'll follow it straight to your contract
with the Sze Yup.
I'll come for you
as soon as I deal with Chang.
We stay and fight Chang together.
Ain't no fighting our way out of this.
Kill Chang,
start a war with the Sze Yup.
I want life with you.
Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
You ain't safe here.
I love you.
You don't get it.
Hey! Listen.
You need to run from this place,
fast and as far as you can
before death catches up with you.
You hear me?
It Will.
It always does.
Tea still in box.
It's one coach ride.
Never just one.
Time to go.
You'll hit Nevada before nightfall.
You telegraph word from Reno.
Mei, um...
Got a schedule, railroad man.
Be sure you stick to it, Mary.
This stuff is more addictive
than that midnight oil you sell next door.
The food you're enjoying
was shipped fresh in the cargo hold
of my company's five clipper ships
and 10 lorchas.
They're sitting there
waiting to be used.
I don't doubt the extent of the resources
at your disposal, sir.
It's me you doubt.
My business.
I've turned a blind eye until now.
If you're gonna haul freight to Asia
for the Central Pacific,
I need a deeper understanding
of the man representing me.
My intention is to read about my business
in the same papers
I read about yours,
Mr. Huntington.
You're a whore minder, sir,
and a peddler of opiates.
As well as a fine chef.
The single largest business in Asia
began by smuggling opium into China.
The day you grow as big as Jardine
Matheson is the day I out out my tongue
and allow you serve it
as your daily special.
Shovel salesman yesterday,
railroad tycoon today.
American capitalism
is a sturdy ladder.
A ladder that doesn't breach
the walls of Chinatown.
Then I'll knock them down.
You know, there's a saying
about the first one through the wall.
I am not afraid of bloodshed.
I'll need more duck, Mr. Chang.
Absolutely.
- Here.
- Here?
Nosey little man, ain't you?
Next time,
ask.
Your fare already paid
and then some.
$2 for dress.
You got a lady waiting on you
in Cheyenne?
~ $5.
- I paid 10.
- Paid who?
Ain't for sale.
Everything for sale.
$20.
Hop in.
Reno waits.
- Wait too long already.
- Get in.
It's time to consider
workforce for the future.
You got a taste for firing
and you want another one?
Chief Mandarin.
Man I know back East,
name of Mickey McGinnes,
can have us a thousand lrishmen out here
by the time we hit the desert.
Mr. Chang provides
invaluable services for this road.
Skimming wages,
organizing strikes,
killing my foreman.
Yeah, you're right. That...
Hard to put a price
on those kinds of services.
Chinese business.
Chang's never betrayed me.
You don't need Chang.
You like him.
His clothes, his food,
his accent.
You're mesmerized.
You overstep, sir.
The future is in China,
Mr. Bohannon.
We're not building
a railroad, Mr. Bohannon.
We're building a bridge.
Across the great land of ours
linking Europe and the Orient.
Now, you either
adapt and profit,
or fight it and perish.
Railroads completion
is upon us, sir.
You need to start planning
for what lies ahead,
what lies beyond
that final rail.
Chang's still on after she's built,
don't count me in your plans.
I'm aware of your intention to reclaim
the Sze Yup Company contract on Mei Fong.
I'm here to purchase that contract
at fair market value.
Any price within reason,
Mr. Chang.
Simply name it.
A cut-rate prostitute
can earn me $4,000 a year.
A prized one like Wai-Ling,
$6,000.
Six thousand, cash, tomorrow.
Annually.
Wai-Ling's made me
$30,000 in five years.
The suppleness of her breasts,
the slender size of her waist,
the length and form of her legs,
all these factors predict the healthy
earning years a prostitute earns.
Forty thousand.
That's five there and you'll have rest
by the end of the week.
The extra 10 is for your insurance
that Fong is free and clear.
Are you in love with her?
- If the price ain't fair, son, name one.
- I named my price months ago.
A 2% stake in the railroad.
When I did,
you laughed in my face.
You refused to sell me
a piece of your business.
I refuse to sell you
a piece of mine.
She ain't property, Chang.
Your workers come in cargo holds
and leave in coffins.
Tell me, how exactly
do you calculate
fair compensation
for being vaporized by nitroglycerin?
Every businessman places
a value on human life.
I'm only alive today because
you've accurately assessed
my worth to your railroad.
You ain't never gonna find her.
Surely you're not willing
to jeopardize everything
for one measly whore.
I've been waiting
for you to show up.
So far,
I've been disappointed.
Do not misjudge me.
Do not misjudge
how far my company
will go to claim what's theirs.
Hey!
Hey!
Can I help you, sir?
Said can I help you.
I'm looking for a young man named Fong.
He may have come through here
in the past hour.
Boom's over.
Town's been empty for weeks.
I mean you no harm, sir.
A railroad worker absconded
with a piece of my property
and I simply wish to reclaim
what is mine.
A man came through hour ago,
bought a meal,
moved on pretty quick.
In which direction?
East, I think.
Out the back. Go.
Mr. Bohannon.
Finally.
There you are.
Sumbitch.
Mr. Bohannon, I...
Wait here.
You need to rest.
We need keep moving.
Train from Truckee
take me to San Francisco.
Ship leave Gold Mountain to China
to a mission in Ningpo.
You'll stay with me.
We'll get through the tunnel
and move on from Truckee together.
- Safer to run, far as I can...
- You're safe here.
Chang dead.
More Sze Yup to come.
They'll leave the same as Chang.
You've seen me now.
The man that I am.
You've seen me long time ago.
Stop here.
You went to see Chang's whore.
Wai-Ling was Chang's slave.
She gave you up to him.
Chang take her life,
her freedom, her honor.
She give up much more than me.
I owned slaves.
I can't shake it, Mei.
I see you.
You good.
You good.
You good.
You don't leave this room
until I get back.
Mei?
You hear me?
It never stop.
Well, it stops now.
This life mine.
I no want for you.
Mei...
I told you I lost
everybody I ever had.
All right. That was a lie.
The people I loved,
I didn't lose them.
I let 'em go.
But as soon as I got that
telegram from you, I knew...
Mei...
I love you.
I love you, Cullen.
Lock the door.
Mr. Bohannon,
this is General Lee Yong,
with the Sze Yup Company in San Francisco.
He has just informed me
that Mr. Chang has been murdered.
Mr. Chang was tracking
a runaway whore in Washoe City
when he and his men
were gunned down in cold blood.
White assassin.
I may know the man responsible.
A white assassin came to town
and killed my foreman a few months back,
shot him point blank in Chinatown.
Maybe it was the same guy.
Y'all fight wars
to keep your whores, right?
Perhaps Chang's death was due to a dispute
over the value of this woman.
Please inform the General the Central
Pacific hopes that Mr. Chang's death
doesn't need to interrupt a long business
relationship between our companies.
You wouldn't jeopardize your entire
business for one man, would you?
The General says the Sze Yup's services
will continue without interruption.
He will send one of his
best company men, Ling Lee.
He speak English?
You'll find him of equal use and value
to you as Mr. Chang.
It's truly a shame. Mr. Chang was
a forward-thinking businessman.
Chang pimp-
Taiping rebel.
Nothing more.
Half our workforce
could've walked out that door just now.
- General himself says Chang can be replaced.
- Yeah.
You said the same thing three days ago.
Now, here we stand
learning Chang has been dispensed of.
Three days you were out of town.
You wanna ask me something, best ask.
Did you have a hand
in Chang's murder?
♪ When I go don't cry for me ♪
♪ In my father's arms I'll be ♪
♪ The wounds this
world left on my soul ♪
♪ Will all be healed
and I'll be whole ♪
♪ Sun and moon
will be replaced ♪
♪ With the light
of Jesus' face ♪
♪ And I will not be ashamed ♪
♪ For my savior knows my name ♪
♪ It don't matter
where you bury me ♪
♪ I'll be home
and I'll be free ♪
♪ It don't matter
Anywhere I lay ♪
♪ All my tears be washed away ♪
♪ Gold and silver
blind the eye ♪
Mei, open up, it's me.
Mei?
♪ Come and eat
from heaven's store ♪
♪ Come and drink
and thirst no more ♪
♪ So weep not for me,
my friend ♪
♪ When my time below does end ♪
♪ For my life belongs to him ♪
♪ Who will raise
the dead again ♪
♪ It don't matter where
you bury me ♪
♪ I'll be home
and I'll be free ♪
♪ It don't matter
Anywhere I lay ♪
♪ All my tears be washed away ♪
♪ Come and eat
from heaven's store ♪
♪ Come and drink
and thirst no more ♪
♪ So weep not for me,
my friend ♪
♪ When my time below does end ♪
♪ For my life belongs to him ♪
♪ Who will raise
the dead again ♪
♪ It don't matter where
you bury me ♪
♪ I'll be home
and I'll be free ♪
♪ It don't matter
Anywhere I lay ♪
♪ All my tears be washed away ♪
♪ All my tears be washed away ♪
you deliver Tao's back pay
to the railroad office.
Some hongcha, Mr. Bohannon?
I'll pay out Fong's
wages myself.
Your concern for your workers
is admirable.
Wages delivered to my office.
Every week without exception.
One day we'll have to do this over tea
like respectable businessmen.
Where'd you get this?
Chang knows, doesn't he?
I bought you a seat
on the first coach out.
Leaves town in 20 minutes,
and you need to be on it.
I no leave town.
Ain't nobody knows the terrain
better than Stagecoach Mary.
She'll see you safe to Cheyenne.
- Cheyenne?
- There's a woman there, Maggie Palmer.
She's a friend.
You'll be safe there.
I'm safe here!
He see us in a tent...
His whore was wearing
your mother's dress.
I give to her.
Well, Chang's on the scent.
He'll follow it straight to your contract
with the Sze Yup.
I'll come for you
as soon as I deal with Chang.
We stay and fight Chang together.
Ain't no fighting our way out of this.
Kill Chang,
start a war with the Sze Yup.
I want life with you.
Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
You ain't safe here.
I love you.
You don't get it.
Hey! Listen.
You need to run from this place,
fast and as far as you can
before death catches up with you.
You hear me?
It Will.
It always does.
Tea still in box.
It's one coach ride.
Never just one.
Time to go.
You'll hit Nevada before nightfall.
You telegraph word from Reno.
Mei, um...
Got a schedule, railroad man.
Be sure you stick to it, Mary.
This stuff is more addictive
than that midnight oil you sell next door.
The food you're enjoying
was shipped fresh in the cargo hold
of my company's five clipper ships
and 10 lorchas.
They're sitting there
waiting to be used.
I don't doubt the extent of the resources
at your disposal, sir.
It's me you doubt.
My business.
I've turned a blind eye until now.
If you're gonna haul freight to Asia
for the Central Pacific,
I need a deeper understanding
of the man representing me.
My intention is to read about my business
in the same papers
I read about yours,
Mr. Huntington.
You're a whore minder, sir,
and a peddler of opiates.
As well as a fine chef.
The single largest business in Asia
began by smuggling opium into China.
The day you grow as big as Jardine
Matheson is the day I out out my tongue
and allow you serve it
as your daily special.
Shovel salesman yesterday,
railroad tycoon today.
American capitalism
is a sturdy ladder.
A ladder that doesn't breach
the walls of Chinatown.
Then I'll knock them down.
You know, there's a saying
about the first one through the wall.
I am not afraid of bloodshed.
I'll need more duck, Mr. Chang.
Absolutely.
- Here.
- Here?
Nosey little man, ain't you?
Next time,
ask.
Your fare already paid
and then some.
$2 for dress.
You got a lady waiting on you
in Cheyenne?
~ $5.
- I paid 10.
- Paid who?
Ain't for sale.
Everything for sale.
$20.
Hop in.
Reno waits.
- Wait too long already.
- Get in.
It's time to consider
workforce for the future.
You got a taste for firing
and you want another one?
Chief Mandarin.
Man I know back East,
name of Mickey McGinnes,
can have us a thousand lrishmen out here
by the time we hit the desert.
Mr. Chang provides
invaluable services for this road.
Skimming wages,
organizing strikes,
killing my foreman.
Yeah, you're right. That...
Hard to put a price
on those kinds of services.
Chinese business.
Chang's never betrayed me.
You don't need Chang.
You like him.
His clothes, his food,
his accent.
You're mesmerized.
You overstep, sir.
The future is in China,
Mr. Bohannon.
We're not building
a railroad, Mr. Bohannon.
We're building a bridge.
Across the great land of ours
linking Europe and the Orient.
Now, you either
adapt and profit,
or fight it and perish.
Railroads completion
is upon us, sir.
You need to start planning
for what lies ahead,
what lies beyond
that final rail.
Chang's still on after she's built,
don't count me in your plans.
I'm aware of your intention to reclaim
the Sze Yup Company contract on Mei Fong.
I'm here to purchase that contract
at fair market value.
Any price within reason,
Mr. Chang.
Simply name it.
A cut-rate prostitute
can earn me $4,000 a year.
A prized one like Wai-Ling,
$6,000.
Six thousand, cash, tomorrow.
Annually.
Wai-Ling's made me
$30,000 in five years.
The suppleness of her breasts,
the slender size of her waist,
the length and form of her legs,
all these factors predict the healthy
earning years a prostitute earns.
Forty thousand.
That's five there and you'll have rest
by the end of the week.
The extra 10 is for your insurance
that Fong is free and clear.
Are you in love with her?
- If the price ain't fair, son, name one.
- I named my price months ago.
A 2% stake in the railroad.
When I did,
you laughed in my face.
You refused to sell me
a piece of your business.
I refuse to sell you
a piece of mine.
She ain't property, Chang.
Your workers come in cargo holds
and leave in coffins.
Tell me, how exactly
do you calculate
fair compensation
for being vaporized by nitroglycerin?
Every businessman places
a value on human life.
I'm only alive today because
you've accurately assessed
my worth to your railroad.
You ain't never gonna find her.
Surely you're not willing
to jeopardize everything
for one measly whore.
I've been waiting
for you to show up.
So far,
I've been disappointed.
Do not misjudge me.
Do not misjudge
how far my company
will go to claim what's theirs.
Hey!
Hey!
Can I help you, sir?
Said can I help you.
I'm looking for a young man named Fong.
He may have come through here
in the past hour.
Boom's over.
Town's been empty for weeks.
I mean you no harm, sir.
A railroad worker absconded
with a piece of my property
and I simply wish to reclaim
what is mine.
A man came through hour ago,
bought a meal,
moved on pretty quick.
In which direction?
East, I think.
Out the back. Go.
Mr. Bohannon.
Finally.
There you are.
Sumbitch.
Mr. Bohannon, I...
Wait here.
You need to rest.
We need keep moving.
Train from Truckee
take me to San Francisco.
Ship leave Gold Mountain to China
to a mission in Ningpo.
You'll stay with me.
We'll get through the tunnel
and move on from Truckee together.
- Safer to run, far as I can...
- You're safe here.
Chang dead.
More Sze Yup to come.
They'll leave the same as Chang.
You've seen me now.
The man that I am.
You've seen me long time ago.
Stop here.
You went to see Chang's whore.
Wai-Ling was Chang's slave.
She gave you up to him.
Chang take her life,
her freedom, her honor.
She give up much more than me.
I owned slaves.
I can't shake it, Mei.
I see you.
You good.
You good.
You good.
You don't leave this room
until I get back.
Mei?
You hear me?
It never stop.
Well, it stops now.
This life mine.
I no want for you.
Mei...
I told you I lost
everybody I ever had.
All right. That was a lie.
The people I loved,
I didn't lose them.
I let 'em go.
But as soon as I got that
telegram from you, I knew...
Mei...
I love you.
I love you, Cullen.
Lock the door.
Mr. Bohannon,
this is General Lee Yong,
with the Sze Yup Company in San Francisco.
He has just informed me
that Mr. Chang has been murdered.
Mr. Chang was tracking
a runaway whore in Washoe City
when he and his men
were gunned down in cold blood.
White assassin.
I may know the man responsible.
A white assassin came to town
and killed my foreman a few months back,
shot him point blank in Chinatown.
Maybe it was the same guy.
Y'all fight wars
to keep your whores, right?
Perhaps Chang's death was due to a dispute
over the value of this woman.
Please inform the General the Central
Pacific hopes that Mr. Chang's death
doesn't need to interrupt a long business
relationship between our companies.
You wouldn't jeopardize your entire
business for one man, would you?
The General says the Sze Yup's services
will continue without interruption.
He will send one of his
best company men, Ling Lee.
He speak English?
You'll find him of equal use and value
to you as Mr. Chang.
It's truly a shame. Mr. Chang was
a forward-thinking businessman.
Chang pimp-
Taiping rebel.
Nothing more.
Half our workforce
could've walked out that door just now.
- General himself says Chang can be replaced.
- Yeah.
You said the same thing three days ago.
Now, here we stand
learning Chang has been dispensed of.
Three days you were out of town.
You wanna ask me something, best ask.
Did you have a hand
in Chang's murder?
♪ When I go don't cry for me ♪
♪ In my father's arms I'll be ♪
♪ The wounds this
world left on my soul ♪
♪ Will all be healed
and I'll be whole ♪
♪ Sun and moon
will be replaced ♪
♪ With the light
of Jesus' face ♪
♪ And I will not be ashamed ♪
♪ For my savior knows my name ♪
♪ It don't matter
where you bury me ♪
♪ I'll be home
and I'll be free ♪
♪ It don't matter
Anywhere I lay ♪
♪ All my tears be washed away ♪
♪ Gold and silver
blind the eye ♪
Mei, open up, it's me.
Mei?
♪ Come and eat
from heaven's store ♪
♪ Come and drink
and thirst no more ♪
♪ So weep not for me,
my friend ♪
♪ When my time below does end ♪
♪ For my life belongs to him ♪
♪ Who will raise
the dead again ♪
♪ It don't matter where
you bury me ♪
♪ I'll be home
and I'll be free ♪
♪ It don't matter
Anywhere I lay ♪
♪ All my tears be washed away ♪
♪ Come and eat
from heaven's store ♪
♪ Come and drink
and thirst no more ♪
♪ So weep not for me,
my friend ♪
♪ When my time below does end ♪
♪ For my life belongs to him ♪
♪ Who will raise
the dead again ♪
♪ It don't matter where
you bury me ♪
♪ I'll be home
and I'll be free ♪
♪ It don't matter
Anywhere I lay ♪
♪ All my tears be washed away ♪
♪ All my tears be washed away ♪