Hell on Wheels (2011–2016): Season 5, Episode 9 - Episode #5.9 - full transcript
William.
Didn't 'spect
we'd be seeing you again.
Well...
here I be.
Hello, William.
Is Naomi within?
' I 90'! You.
You came back.
The Swede's dead.
Well, I hope you'd stay for supper.
I can't live out here forever.
It's too much work alone.
Dangerous.
Besides, it ain't what
the Heavenly Father wants for us.
Come on now. Have some more
of that chicken. Looks real good.
Father disagreed with the Prophet
on Thor Gundersen.
Got him cast out.
And us with him.
I know.
So, where'd you say you're headed?
I didn't.
That ain't settled.
I got an apple pie in the oven.
Good plates...
Apple pie...
You got the royal treatment,
Mr. Bohannon.
Would you like that last biscuit?
- No, thank you.
- You sure?
Naomi's a fine cook.
- Isaac?
- What?
- You are.
- Thank you for dinner.
I've had enough.
Please. Stay the night.
Of course.
You're welcome to.
I'll sleep in the barn.
William.
Mr. Bohannon...
I'm sorry about supper.
Should've seen it'd be hard on you,
but it's been so long...
She's my wife.
William's my son.
Sickness and health
is what it means to be a husband.
We swore an oath.
You left her to smallpox.
Isaac.
Naomi and I share a faith,
Mr. Bohannon.
You see, we also swore an oath.
After you were long gone.
But the difference is...
I will never ride away from her.
All right.
Let's just get some rest.
We'll talk everything over
in the morning. All right?
All right. Go on. It's...
It's all right.
I'll be right in.
Thank you for saving them.
For dispatching that monster.
The Swede cast a long shadow
over all our lives, Mr. Vinson.
We'll be moving on
in the morning, Mr. Bohannon.
I suggest you do the same.
Welcome home, Mr. Durant.
Home? Laramie? Hardly.
With any luck,
the railroad will be through the entire
godforsaken territory
of Wyoming before long.
Surely you won't miss Laramie.
Nah, that ain't it.
I just...
I don't know, Mr. Durant.
I'm warm, I'm safe.
Got a full belly.
I ought to feel grateful, but...
Ennui.
- On what?
- There's a certain dissatisfaction sets in
when we get what we think we want.
Yeah... Ennui.
I guess that's it.
- How long have they been there?
- Since this morning.
This came in on the train.
Something about Cheyenne
being the new railroad hub?
I am sorry, Mr. Nobles, but there
is nothing I can do for any of you.
You can give us back our money.
I am sure the railroad'd be willing
to buy back your land at the current value.
Current value's jack shit
now that Cheyenne's the hub.
The only reason we bought in so high
is 'cause you told us
Laramie was gonna be the hub.
Because that's what I told her.
It's what I believed at the time.
Unfortunately, we are subject to the whims
of the executives in New York.
Now, Mrs. Palmer was taken in,
as we all were.
She's come out a lot nicer.
That fancy Cheyenne hotel of hers
has tripled in value
while the dirt she sold me
ain't fit to raise hogs.
I will personally buy back
all Laramie land deeds
at 10 cents an acre
above the going rate.
Come on, boys.
Smells like horseshit in here.
I never knew you was looking for me.
Started at the fort.
Then Salt Lake City,
where I heard about the smallpox.
Naomi, if I would've known...
That wasn't your fault.
I never sent word.
It only ever felt like I caught
a tiny piece of your heart...
This one dark night
in a lonesome barn...
One night of sin...
Don't say that.
It's why I went with you
to the railroad.
'Cause I'd already
asked so much of you, I...
I couldn't ask you
to stay in that fort.
And Cheyenne
seemed exciting at the time.
Just wasn't the right thing.
Not for William.
I know.
I'm sorry.
No. You don't owe me that.
You never owed me a thing.
That's why I could watch you
ride away from us so easy.
I wished I hadn't.
I quit the Union Pacific...
to look for you and William.
I spent months in the wilderness,
just searching.
I ain't ever stopped
thinking about you.
Naomi. Please.
I was planning a house.
I'm here.
You know...
There was a time
those words from you
was the only thing
on God's earth I wanted to hear.
But that time has passed.
We have Isaac now.
I love him.
You're right to take them
to Salt Lake City.
Prairie ain't safe.
Naomi's worried that Brother Brigham
will turn us away.
I could help stoke that engine.
You know the Prophet?
Yeah.
We ain't exactly fond.
But Thor Gundersen
twisted his son all up.
Figure news of his hangin'
ought to get me a sit-down, at least.
Ute braves are on the move.
Saw 'em myself on the way over.
We'll take our chances alone.
I ride to Truckee straight after,
Mr. Vinson,
but I aim to see them safe.
And I ain't asking.
I suppose a second gun
couldn't hurt.
Back in town, I see.
And thirsty from the trip.
I'll take a bourbon
and a thousand more Irish workers.
Christ, that's half of County Cork.
$20 a man.
Keep your money.
It's the hard paper I want.
Stock in the Union Pacific Railroad.
You're a labor contractor.
Aye. And I'd say I'm undervalued.
No one holds you in higher esteem
than I do, Mickey.
Jesus, I'm touched.
The thing is, though,
I know that you're short
900 Mormon graders.
Brigham Young is a stubborn man.
I don't want it all to be
liquor and whores, Doc.
I'm tired of the Dead Rabbits
and this whole dirty business.
I will make you a partner
in the railroad's construction company.
Crédit Mobilier.
Crédit Mobilier
is a worthless shell.
I want the real thing.
I want legitimacy. I...
Or you can race Cullen Bohannon
with no graders.
Bohannon.
Hardly the adversary I expected.
Well,
it seems like you don't need
my services after all, then.
The bourbon's on the house. Hey.
It's not Sunday or a holiday, Psalms.
Why aren't you in the cut,
building my railroad?
Four long years I been
toiling on your railroad.
Today, I'm busted
as the day I was freed.
I come to sell back my deed
for whatever I can get.
I did caution you not to tangle
in the complicated world
of real estate investment.
You chose...
to disregard my warnings.
However, you... you have been loyal
to the railroad
and I would like
you to have this.
Thirty pieces of silver
don't buy back what you took.
I hope you're not looking
for an apology.
It would be beneath your dignity to ask,
and mine to offer.
I guess I better get back
to the cut, then.
There's pieces in there still.
Yeah. Doctor couldn't get it all.
It won't ever heal, then.
Some things don't.
You should get some sleep.
Yeah. I'll go check on William.
- Good night.
- Yeah.
I met her about a year ago.
Aaron Hatch and his family
stumbled into Salt Lake,
most of them boiling with pox.
My father took in the survivors.
And Naomi...
She was so darn pretty...
I could hardly look at her.
She is a beautiful girl.
There's a sadness in her.
You can see it.
There is a strength there,
and grace.
We been through drought, lnjuns,
plague of grasshoppers...
There was also
William's first steps.
Christmas.
All the apple pie.
And all of it
melts from her eyes...
whenever she looks at you.
I have a right to know
your intentions.
See to Naomi.
You. John. Listen up.
Prepare to translate.
And make haste, for Christ's sake.
I hate it down here.
Attention all jakes.
Bossy man Huntington
back from Utah.
He say, picky uppy pacey.
Double-time, ching-chong.
Longer shifts. No more breaks.
And bonuses for every man
at tunnel's end.
Bohannon? He back? From Utah?
Word is he found his family.
Nope. Don't count on seeing him
down here again, stupid ass.
Too close. We can't run.
- Well, we'll fight.
- Ain't a fight they want.
They're all busted up,
and they're on foot.
- They want the horses.
- That's right.
- The horses are too valuable.
- Night's in their favor.
Lose the ridin' horses
or lose your scalps.
Do it.
Go!
Cullen Bohannon
to see the Prophet.
The Bible describes an apostate
as a sow that was washed,
then leaves to wallow in the mire.
The Word commands
they be stoned to death.
Ain't no apostates here.
Just good Mormons.
And me.
Sometime Mormons.
Those who have heard the truth,
turned their backs on it
to follow Aaron Hatch.
Aaron Hatch was a good man.
He's dead.
And Thor Gundersen is hanged.
Thor Gundersen spat poison
in my beloved son's ear.
It's good the snake is dead.
Come in, gentile.
For now, these Hatchites
may feed and water
their horses in our stable.
We will discuss
what shall become of them.
They ain't Hatchites.
Just stray sheep in need of their flock.
You've betrayed their shepherd with lies.
The flock will suffer for it.
I no longer bargain with gentiles.
I ain't here to bargain.
Just to speak for a good,
devout Mormon family.
Your family.
Naomi is your wife.
William is your son.
That's why I want what's best.
Family is a cherished gift
from Heavenly Father.
Marriage is a sacred vow.
You would return his gifts?
Some might say
that makes you an apostate.
So long as Naomi and William
ain't the ones who got to pay.
Ambition resides in your heart,
Mr. Bohannon,
fed by the sin of pride.
It's why you choose the railroad
over your own family.
The Bible warns us,
Heavenly Father
saves not by money,
power or vanity.
He saves by love.
I pray you learn this.
For without love...
you will die a lonely,
wretched thing.
And the stray sheep?
Would you deny them
the love of their shepherd?
Isaac's gone to water the horses.
Brigham Young hopes you're in church
on Sunday morning,
front row, so he can bless your marriage.
My father would have wanted me
to keep my vow to you.
This ain't your head talking.
William is your son.
It ain't right for me
to keep him from you.
Pray on it.
I Will.
Throw your backs into it.
Listen here. This is slack work.
Pick it up, else we miss a meal.
Why?
Why we gotta work like mule
for the fat man?
Yeah...
'Cause it's your job,
that's why.
And he break our backs,
steals our money.
This ain't slavery time.
We ain't got to go along now.
You're right.
To hell with the fat man.
We don't work for him.
We work for ourselves.
I was tricked by the devil,
that's true.
Was tempted by easy money.
But freedom ain't easy.
So next time, we wait.
We wait and see.
We ain't got no money left for next time.
That's why we need our jobs, fool.
So we can save up.
Can't let the devil beat us.
We'll just see
what the Lord got in store.
I'm done waiting on the Lord.
What else you got?
No bread. Nowhere to go.
No 40 acres and no mule.
All you got is this job.
It's all you got.
Now you pick up
them damn shovels.
And you work.
McGinnes is our only connection
to the labor market in the northeast.
More Freedmen, then. Buy out the
bonds from the southern prisons.
We haven't kept up payment
on the Freedmen's bonds we have.
The prisons have refused
further business with us.
Thank you, Mr. Delaney.
This is what comes of nepotism.
The useless son-in-law
of my bloated former partner.
Well, what does he do all day?
Tap a ball of string around...
You need McGinnes if you want
the coal fields in Ogden.
Our schemes have left us with no friends,
New York, no allies.
You need Mickey.
I'm right and you know it.
Four hundred shares
in Union Pacific Railroad.
Enough to buy you
out of the vice business
and set you on the road to legitimacy.
Me mother'd be proud.
It's not all steaks and French wine.
Ownership comes with responsibilities.
And what kinds of responsibilities?
Responsibilities suited
to a man of your background.
A man unafraid of back alleys.
This is supposed to keep me
from them kinds of responsibilities.
It's not just the Dead Rabbits.
Every business is dirty.
Give me the stock.
I'll have your thousand workers out to you
by the end of the week.
You kept your word.
Thank you.
I ain't done it for you.
I know who you done it for.
You're leaving.
Isaac“.
Is a good man.
Is this is the right thing?
It's the only thing.
William.
I was going to say this
to you when you got older,
but I best tell it to you now.
I hope you strive...
your whole life...
to be humble.
You respect women.
You take your hat
off at the table.
Don't... don't never start a fight
nor run from one neither.
Forgive. Forget.
Speak true.
Listen to your mama
and your daddy.
I hope you find love, Cullen Bohannon.
You deserve that.
Watch out! Watch out!
I thought you no come back.
Yeah, I thought so myself for a second.
But that's all done now.
Didn't 'spect
we'd be seeing you again.
Well...
here I be.
Hello, William.
Is Naomi within?
' I 90'! You.
You came back.
The Swede's dead.
Well, I hope you'd stay for supper.
I can't live out here forever.
It's too much work alone.
Dangerous.
Besides, it ain't what
the Heavenly Father wants for us.
Come on now. Have some more
of that chicken. Looks real good.
Father disagreed with the Prophet
on Thor Gundersen.
Got him cast out.
And us with him.
I know.
So, where'd you say you're headed?
I didn't.
That ain't settled.
I got an apple pie in the oven.
Good plates...
Apple pie...
You got the royal treatment,
Mr. Bohannon.
Would you like that last biscuit?
- No, thank you.
- You sure?
Naomi's a fine cook.
- Isaac?
- What?
- You are.
- Thank you for dinner.
I've had enough.
Please. Stay the night.
Of course.
You're welcome to.
I'll sleep in the barn.
William.
Mr. Bohannon...
I'm sorry about supper.
Should've seen it'd be hard on you,
but it's been so long...
She's my wife.
William's my son.
Sickness and health
is what it means to be a husband.
We swore an oath.
You left her to smallpox.
Isaac.
Naomi and I share a faith,
Mr. Bohannon.
You see, we also swore an oath.
After you were long gone.
But the difference is...
I will never ride away from her.
All right.
Let's just get some rest.
We'll talk everything over
in the morning. All right?
All right. Go on. It's...
It's all right.
I'll be right in.
Thank you for saving them.
For dispatching that monster.
The Swede cast a long shadow
over all our lives, Mr. Vinson.
We'll be moving on
in the morning, Mr. Bohannon.
I suggest you do the same.
Welcome home, Mr. Durant.
Home? Laramie? Hardly.
With any luck,
the railroad will be through the entire
godforsaken territory
of Wyoming before long.
Surely you won't miss Laramie.
Nah, that ain't it.
I just...
I don't know, Mr. Durant.
I'm warm, I'm safe.
Got a full belly.
I ought to feel grateful, but...
Ennui.
- On what?
- There's a certain dissatisfaction sets in
when we get what we think we want.
Yeah... Ennui.
I guess that's it.
- How long have they been there?
- Since this morning.
This came in on the train.
Something about Cheyenne
being the new railroad hub?
I am sorry, Mr. Nobles, but there
is nothing I can do for any of you.
You can give us back our money.
I am sure the railroad'd be willing
to buy back your land at the current value.
Current value's jack shit
now that Cheyenne's the hub.
The only reason we bought in so high
is 'cause you told us
Laramie was gonna be the hub.
Because that's what I told her.
It's what I believed at the time.
Unfortunately, we are subject to the whims
of the executives in New York.
Now, Mrs. Palmer was taken in,
as we all were.
She's come out a lot nicer.
That fancy Cheyenne hotel of hers
has tripled in value
while the dirt she sold me
ain't fit to raise hogs.
I will personally buy back
all Laramie land deeds
at 10 cents an acre
above the going rate.
Come on, boys.
Smells like horseshit in here.
I never knew you was looking for me.
Started at the fort.
Then Salt Lake City,
where I heard about the smallpox.
Naomi, if I would've known...
That wasn't your fault.
I never sent word.
It only ever felt like I caught
a tiny piece of your heart...
This one dark night
in a lonesome barn...
One night of sin...
Don't say that.
It's why I went with you
to the railroad.
'Cause I'd already
asked so much of you, I...
I couldn't ask you
to stay in that fort.
And Cheyenne
seemed exciting at the time.
Just wasn't the right thing.
Not for William.
I know.
I'm sorry.
No. You don't owe me that.
You never owed me a thing.
That's why I could watch you
ride away from us so easy.
I wished I hadn't.
I quit the Union Pacific...
to look for you and William.
I spent months in the wilderness,
just searching.
I ain't ever stopped
thinking about you.
Naomi. Please.
I was planning a house.
I'm here.
You know...
There was a time
those words from you
was the only thing
on God's earth I wanted to hear.
But that time has passed.
We have Isaac now.
I love him.
You're right to take them
to Salt Lake City.
Prairie ain't safe.
Naomi's worried that Brother Brigham
will turn us away.
I could help stoke that engine.
You know the Prophet?
Yeah.
We ain't exactly fond.
But Thor Gundersen
twisted his son all up.
Figure news of his hangin'
ought to get me a sit-down, at least.
Ute braves are on the move.
Saw 'em myself on the way over.
We'll take our chances alone.
I ride to Truckee straight after,
Mr. Vinson,
but I aim to see them safe.
And I ain't asking.
I suppose a second gun
couldn't hurt.
Back in town, I see.
And thirsty from the trip.
I'll take a bourbon
and a thousand more Irish workers.
Christ, that's half of County Cork.
$20 a man.
Keep your money.
It's the hard paper I want.
Stock in the Union Pacific Railroad.
You're a labor contractor.
Aye. And I'd say I'm undervalued.
No one holds you in higher esteem
than I do, Mickey.
Jesus, I'm touched.
The thing is, though,
I know that you're short
900 Mormon graders.
Brigham Young is a stubborn man.
I don't want it all to be
liquor and whores, Doc.
I'm tired of the Dead Rabbits
and this whole dirty business.
I will make you a partner
in the railroad's construction company.
Crédit Mobilier.
Crédit Mobilier
is a worthless shell.
I want the real thing.
I want legitimacy. I...
Or you can race Cullen Bohannon
with no graders.
Bohannon.
Hardly the adversary I expected.
Well,
it seems like you don't need
my services after all, then.
The bourbon's on the house. Hey.
It's not Sunday or a holiday, Psalms.
Why aren't you in the cut,
building my railroad?
Four long years I been
toiling on your railroad.
Today, I'm busted
as the day I was freed.
I come to sell back my deed
for whatever I can get.
I did caution you not to tangle
in the complicated world
of real estate investment.
You chose...
to disregard my warnings.
However, you... you have been loyal
to the railroad
and I would like
you to have this.
Thirty pieces of silver
don't buy back what you took.
I hope you're not looking
for an apology.
It would be beneath your dignity to ask,
and mine to offer.
I guess I better get back
to the cut, then.
There's pieces in there still.
Yeah. Doctor couldn't get it all.
It won't ever heal, then.
Some things don't.
You should get some sleep.
Yeah. I'll go check on William.
- Good night.
- Yeah.
I met her about a year ago.
Aaron Hatch and his family
stumbled into Salt Lake,
most of them boiling with pox.
My father took in the survivors.
And Naomi...
She was so darn pretty...
I could hardly look at her.
She is a beautiful girl.
There's a sadness in her.
You can see it.
There is a strength there,
and grace.
We been through drought, lnjuns,
plague of grasshoppers...
There was also
William's first steps.
Christmas.
All the apple pie.
And all of it
melts from her eyes...
whenever she looks at you.
I have a right to know
your intentions.
See to Naomi.
You. John. Listen up.
Prepare to translate.
And make haste, for Christ's sake.
I hate it down here.
Attention all jakes.
Bossy man Huntington
back from Utah.
He say, picky uppy pacey.
Double-time, ching-chong.
Longer shifts. No more breaks.
And bonuses for every man
at tunnel's end.
Bohannon? He back? From Utah?
Word is he found his family.
Nope. Don't count on seeing him
down here again, stupid ass.
Too close. We can't run.
- Well, we'll fight.
- Ain't a fight they want.
They're all busted up,
and they're on foot.
- They want the horses.
- That's right.
- The horses are too valuable.
- Night's in their favor.
Lose the ridin' horses
or lose your scalps.
Do it.
Go!
Cullen Bohannon
to see the Prophet.
The Bible describes an apostate
as a sow that was washed,
then leaves to wallow in the mire.
The Word commands
they be stoned to death.
Ain't no apostates here.
Just good Mormons.
And me.
Sometime Mormons.
Those who have heard the truth,
turned their backs on it
to follow Aaron Hatch.
Aaron Hatch was a good man.
He's dead.
And Thor Gundersen is hanged.
Thor Gundersen spat poison
in my beloved son's ear.
It's good the snake is dead.
Come in, gentile.
For now, these Hatchites
may feed and water
their horses in our stable.
We will discuss
what shall become of them.
They ain't Hatchites.
Just stray sheep in need of their flock.
You've betrayed their shepherd with lies.
The flock will suffer for it.
I no longer bargain with gentiles.
I ain't here to bargain.
Just to speak for a good,
devout Mormon family.
Your family.
Naomi is your wife.
William is your son.
That's why I want what's best.
Family is a cherished gift
from Heavenly Father.
Marriage is a sacred vow.
You would return his gifts?
Some might say
that makes you an apostate.
So long as Naomi and William
ain't the ones who got to pay.
Ambition resides in your heart,
Mr. Bohannon,
fed by the sin of pride.
It's why you choose the railroad
over your own family.
The Bible warns us,
Heavenly Father
saves not by money,
power or vanity.
He saves by love.
I pray you learn this.
For without love...
you will die a lonely,
wretched thing.
And the stray sheep?
Would you deny them
the love of their shepherd?
Isaac's gone to water the horses.
Brigham Young hopes you're in church
on Sunday morning,
front row, so he can bless your marriage.
My father would have wanted me
to keep my vow to you.
This ain't your head talking.
William is your son.
It ain't right for me
to keep him from you.
Pray on it.
I Will.
Throw your backs into it.
Listen here. This is slack work.
Pick it up, else we miss a meal.
Why?
Why we gotta work like mule
for the fat man?
Yeah...
'Cause it's your job,
that's why.
And he break our backs,
steals our money.
This ain't slavery time.
We ain't got to go along now.
You're right.
To hell with the fat man.
We don't work for him.
We work for ourselves.
I was tricked by the devil,
that's true.
Was tempted by easy money.
But freedom ain't easy.
So next time, we wait.
We wait and see.
We ain't got no money left for next time.
That's why we need our jobs, fool.
So we can save up.
Can't let the devil beat us.
We'll just see
what the Lord got in store.
I'm done waiting on the Lord.
What else you got?
No bread. Nowhere to go.
No 40 acres and no mule.
All you got is this job.
It's all you got.
Now you pick up
them damn shovels.
And you work.
McGinnes is our only connection
to the labor market in the northeast.
More Freedmen, then. Buy out the
bonds from the southern prisons.
We haven't kept up payment
on the Freedmen's bonds we have.
The prisons have refused
further business with us.
Thank you, Mr. Delaney.
This is what comes of nepotism.
The useless son-in-law
of my bloated former partner.
Well, what does he do all day?
Tap a ball of string around...
You need McGinnes if you want
the coal fields in Ogden.
Our schemes have left us with no friends,
New York, no allies.
You need Mickey.
I'm right and you know it.
Four hundred shares
in Union Pacific Railroad.
Enough to buy you
out of the vice business
and set you on the road to legitimacy.
Me mother'd be proud.
It's not all steaks and French wine.
Ownership comes with responsibilities.
And what kinds of responsibilities?
Responsibilities suited
to a man of your background.
A man unafraid of back alleys.
This is supposed to keep me
from them kinds of responsibilities.
It's not just the Dead Rabbits.
Every business is dirty.
Give me the stock.
I'll have your thousand workers out to you
by the end of the week.
You kept your word.
Thank you.
I ain't done it for you.
I know who you done it for.
You're leaving.
Isaac“.
Is a good man.
Is this is the right thing?
It's the only thing.
William.
I was going to say this
to you when you got older,
but I best tell it to you now.
I hope you strive...
your whole life...
to be humble.
You respect women.
You take your hat
off at the table.
Don't... don't never start a fight
nor run from one neither.
Forgive. Forget.
Speak true.
Listen to your mama
and your daddy.
I hope you find love, Cullen Bohannon.
You deserve that.
Watch out! Watch out!
I thought you no come back.
Yeah, I thought so myself for a second.
But that's all done now.