The Magnificent Seven (1998–2000): Season 1, Episode 3 - Safecracker - full transcript
Buck and Nathan have the job of escorting a recently paroled prisoner to town. When they meet the prison wagon they are surprised to find their charge is a woman and her daughter. Mary has arranged her release and Terry Greer is hoping to settle down and raise her daughter, Olivia. Buck is quite taken with Terry who happens to be an expert safe cracker. Her plans to go straight are jeopardized by Morgan Coltrane who wants her to help him pull off a bank job. The Seven will have to prevent this while keeping Terry and Olivia safe.
Now, when we get there,
l don't want you busting in...
...like some bucking bronco,
young man.
l want you to be real nice
to these ladies...
...and get to know them.
Buck, how many times do l gotta
tell you, l already know what to do.
l'm just trying to help,
it being your first time and all.
You must have wax in your ears.
This ain't my first.
l've had a whole gaggle of women.
Well, sure you have, J.D.
Just trying to make sure that little
gaggle of yours didn't miss a spot.
Hold on, boy.
Well, there it is. Wickes Town.
Wickes Town.
Come on, let's go.
Who is this guy Wickes?
Friend of the local ranchers.
He brought in some sporting women...
...and built this paradise.
Hey, darling.
What do you say we sample
a little Wickes whiskey...
...and get you in the mood, J.D.?
Come on, boy.
Hey. How you doing?
Come on!
lsn't that Chris?
-Yep.
-Let's go say hi.
No. Over here.
-What will it be, gents?
-Two whiskeys.
On the house!
Welcome, gentlemen.
The first drink is always free
to new customers.
-You must be Wickes.
-Guilty as charged, my friend.
lf you want a special brand
of whiskey...
...a card game or a girl,
just say the word. lt's yours.
-Thank you.
-Excuse me, gentlemen.
To Wickes Town.
-Wickes Town.
-Wickes Town.
Clovis! You want the usual?
Nora, get over here.
Nora.
Not him again.
l'm not feeling too good.
Hey, why don't you
spend the afternoon with me.
Let go.
-Lydia.
-You talk to Wickes some more.
-Don't worry.
-You're coming with me, Nora.
You miss me, sugar?
-You all right?
-l'm fine, she's not.
Which one do you fancy, J.D.?
That one.
Good choice.
You want me to arrange it?
No. l can do it.
Damn.
You can do it.
Pardon me.
Hi.
-Hi.
-Hi, l'm J.D.
Hi.
Come with me.
A man's first time brings back
fond memories.
You know, come to think of it,
the first time was not good.
Usually ain't.
l better follow him, make sure
he doesn't trip over it...
...on the way to her tent.
See you.
-So you been here long?
-Not too long.
-Where you from?
-Arkansas.
Really?
Don't be shy, honey.
-Oh, my.
-Come on, you.
Don't you tell me my business,
woman!
lf you ever question
my authority again...
...l'll kill you.
Do you understand me?
l'll kill you. Do you hear?
l'd advise you to mind
your own business, friend.
l'd advise you
to let the lady go, friend.
Nora! Nora, honey.
-She needs a doctor.
-You're gonna need one worse, mister.
Come here!
-Hold him for me!
-Get off!
Don't ever tell a man what to do
with his own property.
Buck, we're leaving.
We're taking her with us.
-Let go!
-Buck, let's go.
J.D., get the guns, the horses.
This ain't over.
She's in bad shape.
Got some broken ribs,
some nasty cuts.
Some old bruises too. Someone's
been treating her pretty rough.
l gotta get back.
-He'll be mad.
-lt's okay, honey. You're safe here.
l'll just owe more.
Owe who? Wickes?
He paid my way out here.
l have to pay him back.
With interest.
l came because he promised me
so much.
But the more l work, the more l owe.
Sounds like a good deal. For him.
Mr. Larabee.
May l have a word with you?
So then Buck starts swinging
at this bull of a man...
...like there's no tomorrow.
More like a pig of a man,
if you ask me.
Sounds like a righteous fight.
Righteous fight?
You almost got us killed.
-What the hell got into you, Buck?
-Nothing.
You just don't treat women like that.
l agree, you don't treat women
like that...
...but now we can't go back
to Wickes Town.
l really think that Emily and l
could have had something.
She said that she might not
even charge me.
What? lt's true.
Well, that's too bad, J.D., because...
...from where l sit,
that'd be right charitable of her.
What do you know, preacher?
Women never meant nothing to you.
What l don't know about women
ain't worth knowing.
Anyway, the important thing
to remember is...
...the act of love should be
a truly spiritual experience.
Spiritual.
See, Adam and Eve...
...they got thrown out of paradise
for doing it.
So when we do it, it better be right...
...so their loss was not in vain.
Amen to that, brother.
ls there anyone alive who doesn't
feel obliged to give me advice?
l'm not telling you what to do.
-You're suggesting awful strong.
-Look, she's your responsibility.
She's here because she needs
looking after.
And when she gets better,
hopefully you'll take her elsewhere.
Well, that's mighty Christian of you,
Mrs. Travis.
Mr. Larabee, things are hard enough
for this town without her kind here.
-The hurt kind?
-The working kind.
lt's one girl, Mrs. Travis.
Just one, Mr. Larabee?
Thank you very much.
-You have Nora?
-She's all right.
-ls she okay?
-Yeah.
She can't be moved just yet, ma'am,
but she's gonna be all right.
-l'm grateful for your help.
-You ladies out for a morning ride?
We snuck out at dawn.
We looked over our shoulders
the whole way.
-Look around.
-We're happy to point you...
-...in the direction you're going.
-Came looking for you.
When l saw men stand up
to Wickes...
...l knew we could get
out of that place.
l'm asking you...
...for a safe place to stay here.
To protect us.
We can pay you.
l'm sorry, but it's best
if you just move on.
Maybe it's best if you let these men
answer for themselves.
These men don't run this town.
And you do?
-l have a say.
-l'll bet you do.
lf you'll excuse me, ma'am.
-So, what do you think, Chris?
-About what?
About the ladies.
-lt's a problem.
-Yeah.
-But you can handle it.
-Me?
-You picked the fight.
-You carried the girl away.
-You started it. You finish it.
-Fine. Then the ladies stay.
Need more women
around here, anyway.
l disagree.
All right, please. Please, folks.
Let's give these ladies some room.
Now, if you'll allow me to escort you
to the hotel or the bathhouse.
Bet a nice, warm tub
of water sounds appealing.
Sure does.
Listen, perhaps after
you're more rested...
...we could discuss a solution
to your predicament.
l have a few ideas.
Easy. Come on.
This girl's beating is typical of the kind
of behavior prostitution incites.
lt's not exactly polite behavior to throw
them back to the wolves, now, is it?
-l'm just saying ...
-lf they wanna stay, it's a free country.
-lt's their right.
-And we have the right...
...to a safe and decent community
in which to raise our children.
We got company.
Tear this place apart.
Find them girls.
We're looking for some girls.
Ain't we all.
You're gonna want to stay
out of the way while we look around.
Suit yourself.
But l'll tell you right now,
the pickings are mighty slim.
Let's go.
lt's nasty. l think it's catching.
Oh, no. Consumption.
Call the priest.
They're gone.
-We're looking for ...
-God, l hope.
Join me in prayer, my brothers.
Lord, forgive these sinners who enter
your house with instruments of death.
Please do not send them
to a fiery, agonizing grave...
...where a thousand flames
eat away at their flesh...
...for all of eternity!
Though thou art mighty
and these men are lowly...
...do not smite them, Lord!
How was that?
No luck?
Well, if you find one
wandering around out there...
...tell her she's welcome here.
Let's go.
Giddap!
They're gone. You can come out now.
l'll be out in a while.
-Well, we need to have a little talk.
-Come on in.
Come find me in the saloon
when you're decent.
You know l ain't shy.
l think it's best that you ladies
went on your way.
So little Miss Muffet does
have a say over you then.
lt's got nothing to do with her.
Next time, it'll be Wickes
who shows up...
...and l don't wanna see anyone
get hurt. Especially you.
He won't rest till we're
back with him. Or dead.
We'll take you to Ridge City.
Y'all can catch a train from there.
What if he follows us?
We'll protect you.
From what l've seen,
a man like you could protect me...
...just about anywhere.
Lydia, you're leaving.
l think we'll stay.
Make a stand right here.
lf you stay, you're on your own.
Always have been, always will be.
We need a new plan.
You want us to do what?
To become mail-order brides.
Ladies, getting married...
...is the only permanent solution
to your predicament...
...and l am just the man
to arrange it for you.
Getting married is like what
we've been doing.
Only for no money.
Yes.
But not if you marry well.
And let me explain to you ladies
exactly what l mean by ''well.''
Only the most well-bred...
...well-mannered and well-financed
gentlemen need apply.
And for a small finder's fee,
l will personally screen all applicants.
Ladies, l am talking
about placement...
...in some of the finest homes
in the territory.
And what would men like that
want with girls like us?
What they don't know
won't hurt them.
And, if you'll consent
to a little tutoring...
...call it charm school...
...those gentlemen
will be convinced...
...that they are marrying
the queen of England herself.
Hey!
-Why don't you go on over to her?
-You know, Buck...
...if you are so hell-bent
on a roll in the hay...
...why don't you go buy one
for yourself?
-l don't pay for it.
-Yeah, right.
Never have, never will.
You trying to tell me that you've
never slept with some of the ... ?
-One of those ladies?
-Oh, l've been with plenty of them.
But l never paid for it.
Mind telling me how that's possible?
Well...
...when you know them like l have,
you come to respect them.
And respect buys
an awful lot of kindness.
You're talking like
they were your family.
Come to feel like family
when you've been raised up together.
Wait a minute. You grew up in a...?
Your mother was a...?
She was a saint.
-Don't mean to interrupt.
-Not at all. l was just working.
l was wondering if l could talk to you
about a job.
Excuse me?
l used to be pretty good with
my letters and such in school.
l thought maybe
you could use a hand.
-Here?
-Well...
...it might surprise you,
but l'm very good at lots of things.
l'm sorry. l don't have
any positions available.
Figures. Seen enough people
like you before.
lf you're insinuating
this is some kind of....
Of prejudice, you're quite wrong.
lt's just that my business
is small and....
-Now l understand.
-Understand what?
lf he's yours, l'll leave it be.
lf who?
You mean Mr. Larabee?
l may be a lot of things,
but l'm no thief.
Well, l'm afraid you're mistaken.
Our relationship
is entirely professional.
You see, my father-in-law
is a circuit judge...
...who hired Mr. Larabee and
those men to protect this town and ...
So he's fair game?
Of course. Absolutely.
Good.
Stupid half-wit.
ldiot!
How hard can it be to find
a wagonload of whores?
Well, we went to three towns.
They weren't there!
l know Lydia. That mother cat bitch
would never leave Nora behind.
-Where's the nearest doctor?
-There weren't none.
Closest thing was some black fella
tending to the sick.
But Nora wasn't there.
Hell, there was hardly any women in
the whole town.
And that didn't strike you
as strange?
Maybe there was one or two
they forgot to tell you about.
Go on, get out of here!
We'll pay them
another visit tomorrow.
You two, get out of here.
l'm not in the mood anymore.
Here we go.
l'll ask you one time:
Where are my girls?
Anybody seen any girls?
Just the ones on them horses.
All l see is a pig on a horse.
That's my wagon!
He's got my whores!
He's headed for the mountains!
Cut him off!
We got him now. Let's go, boys!
They're headed straight for the cliff!
You son of a bitch, Wickes!
Don't you try to put this off on me.
lt was you bastards that caused
my girls to get killed.
-After you chased them off the cliff?
-All they had to do was stop!
Do you have any idea
how much this cost me?
Go to hell.
Mister, you better get before l do
something you'll regret.
l'd be glad to put a bullet
through you.
But l wouldn't waste decent metal
on a bunch of whores.
How'd we do?
We tricked them.
Boys, this job gets better every day.
Good ride, cowboy.
l picked these just for you.
Why, how lovely.
-Thank you, sir.
-You're welcome, ma'am.
And may l just say that you are
looking lovely today yourself.
Perhaps l could interest you
in a hayride later this evening.
A hayride sounds lovely.
Stop.
-Stop right there.
-Oh, for the love of ...
-What is it this time?
-Yeah, l said ''lovely.'' Twice.
You said the word...
...but your intention
was clearly lascivious.
A lady....
A lady would have slapped
his oafish, drooling face.
l resent that.
Would you please stop that?
l gotta get down to the grain.
Things are most beautiful
in their natural state.
-Amen.
-But they won't attract a husband...
...in their natural state.
So let's try again.
Buck, if you would, please?
This time with dignity.
Dignity?
You know, it take a bold man
to talk about dignity...
...when he's trying to sell women off
like they're cattle.
-l'll ignore that.
-Yeah, you better do that.
How else you gonna
get some sleep tonight?
Anything else?
About making profit off the back
of another human being?
Hell, yeah, l got a lot to say.
But it'd just be wasted on you.
Well, now, where were we?
Keep, one gut-warmer.
Don't worry. l'm not working.
lt don't matter to me.
We really appreciated your help.
We agreed amongst ourselves, we
will obey your rules while we're here.
Shouldn't you be laying low?
Somebody could recognize you,
tell Wickes.
Your friend Larabee send you here
to say that?
l look like a messenger boy?
Sorry.
Mr. Larabee ain't as friendly
as he usually is.
Maybe he don't wanna get caught
between you and the town.
You mean, between me
and Mrs. Travis?
Anyway, l'm tired of making decisions
depending on what other people want.
l'm gonna go check in on Nora.
Not too sure how I feel about
spying on the boy.
We're not spying on him.
We're just checking up on him...
...making sure he's doing all right.
-Well, that's different.
-Okay.
Oh, J.D.
Oh, my!
Oh, yes!
-Was that a howl?
-Oh, yeah.
Oh, J.D.!
Oh, yes!
They're gone. You should have seen
their faces.
-That was fun.
-Nice touch with that howl.
Oh, thanks.
You know,
before, when we tried, l....
Hey. Don't worry.
No, l just ... l think that l'm ready.
l mean...
...l could do it now.
Well, that's great, J.D.
But your friends are gone...
-...and l gotta go.
-No, but l'm ...
-Emily, l can do it. l'm ready.
-Night, J.D.
You'll find living here
not too uncomfortable...
...if you do what you're told.
You heard what happened to the
last girl who disobeyed, didn't you?
But first things first.
Let's get better acquainted.
Mr. Wickes.
-l'm busy.
-Yes, sir, but this is important.
He saw one of the girls, alive.
Nathan.
Nathan.
l brought you some breakfast.
Oh, that's mighty kind of you, ma'am.
But l think she can use it
more than me.
Well, sure. You can give it to her.
Could you do it, Mrs. Travis?
l gotta get some sleep.
-No. No, l don't mind.
-Thank you, ma'am.
Miss?
Nora.
My, how nice of you.
Thank you.
Here. Let me help.
Never had breakfast in bed before.
Heck, at my house, l was lucky
to have any breakfast at all...
...there being so many of us kids.
l'm sorry to cause you
so much trouble.
No, you're no trouble.
This whole thing is all my fault.
Hush, now.
You didn't do anything wrong.
lf l had just done what he told me....
But l couldn't
be with that man again.
He always asked for me.
And he hurts me.
lt's what he likes to do.
l just couldn't take it one more time.
Whitley Pass is less traveled.
lt'll be safer.
-We leave in the morning.
-Why in the morning?
Lydia. He took Mrs. Travis.
-Who?
-Wickes.
Says we gotta go back by day's end,
or he'll kill her.
-l'm coming with you.
-No, you're not.
-lt was my fault he took her.
-lt's too dangerous.
Better if you stay,
keep the girls together.
-But l can help, l know Wickes Town ...
-Lydia, you're staying.
We go in there all spit and vinegar,
there's a good chance she gets hurt.
Yeah.
Well, what we need is
some sort...
...of a distraction.
... to be perceived as a lady,
one must have...
...the bearing of a lady. Now, this ...
Walks awful graceful, don't he?
You ain't applying for a job,
are you, missy?
Well, actually, yes, l am.
l'm an entertainer.
Hey, darling.
Not that kind of entertainer.
-l'm a singer.
-A singer, eh?
Well, a singer don't
gotta be no great beauty.
Why don't you sing for us, honey.
Pretty high and mighty, aren't you?
Higher than you? Yes, l am.
You know...
...there's no difference
between you and any of my girls.
The only thing separating you...
...is luck.
The luck of having a decent family...
...maybe a little family money.
What if it all went away?
What if you had no family?
No husband?
Maybe he left you
with a few mouths to feed.
Would you...?
Would you let them starve?
ls your precious pride
worth the life of your child?
Come on, darling.
Have a drink with me.
Oh, my!
Oh, come on, honey. Sit on my lap.
There's a fight in the bar!
Ain't you the...?
Should've prayed
when you had the chance.
You can move, or you can live.
That was gonna be a tough choice.
Come on in, honey.
Sorry.
Did he hurt you?
l'm all right.
l'm fine.
Welcome back to Wickes Town.
This is almost too easy.
Come on. Let's go.
Let's mount up.
Let's go!
-Come on, Buck.
-Let's ride.
Ladies.
Ladies, l've brought some
candidates right here for you.
l'm sorry, Ezra, but we're gonna
try our luck in Frisco.
Frisco?
But what about
these fine gentlemen?
Well, they've got some
even finer in Frisco.
And you don't have to marry them.
-This is just a temporary setback.
-What about our money?
Well, l'm sure we can find
plenty of suitable ...
Excuse me, mister.
Do you, by chance, sing?
Give us a song, Ezra.
Come on.
You know, there's more to those ladies
than meets the eye.
-But hell if l can figure it out.
-Welcome to manhood, kid.
Yeah.
l don't want you busting in...
...like some bucking bronco,
young man.
l want you to be real nice
to these ladies...
...and get to know them.
Buck, how many times do l gotta
tell you, l already know what to do.
l'm just trying to help,
it being your first time and all.
You must have wax in your ears.
This ain't my first.
l've had a whole gaggle of women.
Well, sure you have, J.D.
Just trying to make sure that little
gaggle of yours didn't miss a spot.
Hold on, boy.
Well, there it is. Wickes Town.
Wickes Town.
Come on, let's go.
Who is this guy Wickes?
Friend of the local ranchers.
He brought in some sporting women...
...and built this paradise.
Hey, darling.
What do you say we sample
a little Wickes whiskey...
...and get you in the mood, J.D.?
Come on, boy.
Hey. How you doing?
Come on!
lsn't that Chris?
-Yep.
-Let's go say hi.
No. Over here.
-What will it be, gents?
-Two whiskeys.
On the house!
Welcome, gentlemen.
The first drink is always free
to new customers.
-You must be Wickes.
-Guilty as charged, my friend.
lf you want a special brand
of whiskey...
...a card game or a girl,
just say the word. lt's yours.
-Thank you.
-Excuse me, gentlemen.
To Wickes Town.
-Wickes Town.
-Wickes Town.
Clovis! You want the usual?
Nora, get over here.
Nora.
Not him again.
l'm not feeling too good.
Hey, why don't you
spend the afternoon with me.
Let go.
-Lydia.
-You talk to Wickes some more.
-Don't worry.
-You're coming with me, Nora.
You miss me, sugar?
-You all right?
-l'm fine, she's not.
Which one do you fancy, J.D.?
That one.
Good choice.
You want me to arrange it?
No. l can do it.
Damn.
You can do it.
Pardon me.
Hi.
-Hi.
-Hi, l'm J.D.
Hi.
Come with me.
A man's first time brings back
fond memories.
You know, come to think of it,
the first time was not good.
Usually ain't.
l better follow him, make sure
he doesn't trip over it...
...on the way to her tent.
See you.
-So you been here long?
-Not too long.
-Where you from?
-Arkansas.
Really?
Don't be shy, honey.
-Oh, my.
-Come on, you.
Don't you tell me my business,
woman!
lf you ever question
my authority again...
...l'll kill you.
Do you understand me?
l'll kill you. Do you hear?
l'd advise you to mind
your own business, friend.
l'd advise you
to let the lady go, friend.
Nora! Nora, honey.
-She needs a doctor.
-You're gonna need one worse, mister.
Come here!
-Hold him for me!
-Get off!
Don't ever tell a man what to do
with his own property.
Buck, we're leaving.
We're taking her with us.
-Let go!
-Buck, let's go.
J.D., get the guns, the horses.
This ain't over.
She's in bad shape.
Got some broken ribs,
some nasty cuts.
Some old bruises too. Someone's
been treating her pretty rough.
l gotta get back.
-He'll be mad.
-lt's okay, honey. You're safe here.
l'll just owe more.
Owe who? Wickes?
He paid my way out here.
l have to pay him back.
With interest.
l came because he promised me
so much.
But the more l work, the more l owe.
Sounds like a good deal. For him.
Mr. Larabee.
May l have a word with you?
So then Buck starts swinging
at this bull of a man...
...like there's no tomorrow.
More like a pig of a man,
if you ask me.
Sounds like a righteous fight.
Righteous fight?
You almost got us killed.
-What the hell got into you, Buck?
-Nothing.
You just don't treat women like that.
l agree, you don't treat women
like that...
...but now we can't go back
to Wickes Town.
l really think that Emily and l
could have had something.
She said that she might not
even charge me.
What? lt's true.
Well, that's too bad, J.D., because...
...from where l sit,
that'd be right charitable of her.
What do you know, preacher?
Women never meant nothing to you.
What l don't know about women
ain't worth knowing.
Anyway, the important thing
to remember is...
...the act of love should be
a truly spiritual experience.
Spiritual.
See, Adam and Eve...
...they got thrown out of paradise
for doing it.
So when we do it, it better be right...
...so their loss was not in vain.
Amen to that, brother.
ls there anyone alive who doesn't
feel obliged to give me advice?
l'm not telling you what to do.
-You're suggesting awful strong.
-Look, she's your responsibility.
She's here because she needs
looking after.
And when she gets better,
hopefully you'll take her elsewhere.
Well, that's mighty Christian of you,
Mrs. Travis.
Mr. Larabee, things are hard enough
for this town without her kind here.
-The hurt kind?
-The working kind.
lt's one girl, Mrs. Travis.
Just one, Mr. Larabee?
Thank you very much.
-You have Nora?
-She's all right.
-ls she okay?
-Yeah.
She can't be moved just yet, ma'am,
but she's gonna be all right.
-l'm grateful for your help.
-You ladies out for a morning ride?
We snuck out at dawn.
We looked over our shoulders
the whole way.
-Look around.
-We're happy to point you...
-...in the direction you're going.
-Came looking for you.
When l saw men stand up
to Wickes...
...l knew we could get
out of that place.
l'm asking you...
...for a safe place to stay here.
To protect us.
We can pay you.
l'm sorry, but it's best
if you just move on.
Maybe it's best if you let these men
answer for themselves.
These men don't run this town.
And you do?
-l have a say.
-l'll bet you do.
lf you'll excuse me, ma'am.
-So, what do you think, Chris?
-About what?
About the ladies.
-lt's a problem.
-Yeah.
-But you can handle it.
-Me?
-You picked the fight.
-You carried the girl away.
-You started it. You finish it.
-Fine. Then the ladies stay.
Need more women
around here, anyway.
l disagree.
All right, please. Please, folks.
Let's give these ladies some room.
Now, if you'll allow me to escort you
to the hotel or the bathhouse.
Bet a nice, warm tub
of water sounds appealing.
Sure does.
Listen, perhaps after
you're more rested...
...we could discuss a solution
to your predicament.
l have a few ideas.
Easy. Come on.
This girl's beating is typical of the kind
of behavior prostitution incites.
lt's not exactly polite behavior to throw
them back to the wolves, now, is it?
-l'm just saying ...
-lf they wanna stay, it's a free country.
-lt's their right.
-And we have the right...
...to a safe and decent community
in which to raise our children.
We got company.
Tear this place apart.
Find them girls.
We're looking for some girls.
Ain't we all.
You're gonna want to stay
out of the way while we look around.
Suit yourself.
But l'll tell you right now,
the pickings are mighty slim.
Let's go.
lt's nasty. l think it's catching.
Oh, no. Consumption.
Call the priest.
They're gone.
-We're looking for ...
-God, l hope.
Join me in prayer, my brothers.
Lord, forgive these sinners who enter
your house with instruments of death.
Please do not send them
to a fiery, agonizing grave...
...where a thousand flames
eat away at their flesh...
...for all of eternity!
Though thou art mighty
and these men are lowly...
...do not smite them, Lord!
How was that?
No luck?
Well, if you find one
wandering around out there...
...tell her she's welcome here.
Let's go.
Giddap!
They're gone. You can come out now.
l'll be out in a while.
-Well, we need to have a little talk.
-Come on in.
Come find me in the saloon
when you're decent.
You know l ain't shy.
l think it's best that you ladies
went on your way.
So little Miss Muffet does
have a say over you then.
lt's got nothing to do with her.
Next time, it'll be Wickes
who shows up...
...and l don't wanna see anyone
get hurt. Especially you.
He won't rest till we're
back with him. Or dead.
We'll take you to Ridge City.
Y'all can catch a train from there.
What if he follows us?
We'll protect you.
From what l've seen,
a man like you could protect me...
...just about anywhere.
Lydia, you're leaving.
l think we'll stay.
Make a stand right here.
lf you stay, you're on your own.
Always have been, always will be.
We need a new plan.
You want us to do what?
To become mail-order brides.
Ladies, getting married...
...is the only permanent solution
to your predicament...
...and l am just the man
to arrange it for you.
Getting married is like what
we've been doing.
Only for no money.
Yes.
But not if you marry well.
And let me explain to you ladies
exactly what l mean by ''well.''
Only the most well-bred...
...well-mannered and well-financed
gentlemen need apply.
And for a small finder's fee,
l will personally screen all applicants.
Ladies, l am talking
about placement...
...in some of the finest homes
in the territory.
And what would men like that
want with girls like us?
What they don't know
won't hurt them.
And, if you'll consent
to a little tutoring...
...call it charm school...
...those gentlemen
will be convinced...
...that they are marrying
the queen of England herself.
Hey!
-Why don't you go on over to her?
-You know, Buck...
...if you are so hell-bent
on a roll in the hay...
...why don't you go buy one
for yourself?
-l don't pay for it.
-Yeah, right.
Never have, never will.
You trying to tell me that you've
never slept with some of the ... ?
-One of those ladies?
-Oh, l've been with plenty of them.
But l never paid for it.
Mind telling me how that's possible?
Well...
...when you know them like l have,
you come to respect them.
And respect buys
an awful lot of kindness.
You're talking like
they were your family.
Come to feel like family
when you've been raised up together.
Wait a minute. You grew up in a...?
Your mother was a...?
She was a saint.
-Don't mean to interrupt.
-Not at all. l was just working.
l was wondering if l could talk to you
about a job.
Excuse me?
l used to be pretty good with
my letters and such in school.
l thought maybe
you could use a hand.
-Here?
-Well...
...it might surprise you,
but l'm very good at lots of things.
l'm sorry. l don't have
any positions available.
Figures. Seen enough people
like you before.
lf you're insinuating
this is some kind of....
Of prejudice, you're quite wrong.
lt's just that my business
is small and....
-Now l understand.
-Understand what?
lf he's yours, l'll leave it be.
lf who?
You mean Mr. Larabee?
l may be a lot of things,
but l'm no thief.
Well, l'm afraid you're mistaken.
Our relationship
is entirely professional.
You see, my father-in-law
is a circuit judge...
...who hired Mr. Larabee and
those men to protect this town and ...
So he's fair game?
Of course. Absolutely.
Good.
Stupid half-wit.
ldiot!
How hard can it be to find
a wagonload of whores?
Well, we went to three towns.
They weren't there!
l know Lydia. That mother cat bitch
would never leave Nora behind.
-Where's the nearest doctor?
-There weren't none.
Closest thing was some black fella
tending to the sick.
But Nora wasn't there.
Hell, there was hardly any women in
the whole town.
And that didn't strike you
as strange?
Maybe there was one or two
they forgot to tell you about.
Go on, get out of here!
We'll pay them
another visit tomorrow.
You two, get out of here.
l'm not in the mood anymore.
Here we go.
l'll ask you one time:
Where are my girls?
Anybody seen any girls?
Just the ones on them horses.
All l see is a pig on a horse.
That's my wagon!
He's got my whores!
He's headed for the mountains!
Cut him off!
We got him now. Let's go, boys!
They're headed straight for the cliff!
You son of a bitch, Wickes!
Don't you try to put this off on me.
lt was you bastards that caused
my girls to get killed.
-After you chased them off the cliff?
-All they had to do was stop!
Do you have any idea
how much this cost me?
Go to hell.
Mister, you better get before l do
something you'll regret.
l'd be glad to put a bullet
through you.
But l wouldn't waste decent metal
on a bunch of whores.
How'd we do?
We tricked them.
Boys, this job gets better every day.
Good ride, cowboy.
l picked these just for you.
Why, how lovely.
-Thank you, sir.
-You're welcome, ma'am.
And may l just say that you are
looking lovely today yourself.
Perhaps l could interest you
in a hayride later this evening.
A hayride sounds lovely.
Stop.
-Stop right there.
-Oh, for the love of ...
-What is it this time?
-Yeah, l said ''lovely.'' Twice.
You said the word...
...but your intention
was clearly lascivious.
A lady....
A lady would have slapped
his oafish, drooling face.
l resent that.
Would you please stop that?
l gotta get down to the grain.
Things are most beautiful
in their natural state.
-Amen.
-But they won't attract a husband...
...in their natural state.
So let's try again.
Buck, if you would, please?
This time with dignity.
Dignity?
You know, it take a bold man
to talk about dignity...
...when he's trying to sell women off
like they're cattle.
-l'll ignore that.
-Yeah, you better do that.
How else you gonna
get some sleep tonight?
Anything else?
About making profit off the back
of another human being?
Hell, yeah, l got a lot to say.
But it'd just be wasted on you.
Well, now, where were we?
Keep, one gut-warmer.
Don't worry. l'm not working.
lt don't matter to me.
We really appreciated your help.
We agreed amongst ourselves, we
will obey your rules while we're here.
Shouldn't you be laying low?
Somebody could recognize you,
tell Wickes.
Your friend Larabee send you here
to say that?
l look like a messenger boy?
Sorry.
Mr. Larabee ain't as friendly
as he usually is.
Maybe he don't wanna get caught
between you and the town.
You mean, between me
and Mrs. Travis?
Anyway, l'm tired of making decisions
depending on what other people want.
l'm gonna go check in on Nora.
Not too sure how I feel about
spying on the boy.
We're not spying on him.
We're just checking up on him...
...making sure he's doing all right.
-Well, that's different.
-Okay.
Oh, J.D.
Oh, my!
Oh, yes!
-Was that a howl?
-Oh, yeah.
Oh, J.D.!
Oh, yes!
They're gone. You should have seen
their faces.
-That was fun.
-Nice touch with that howl.
Oh, thanks.
You know,
before, when we tried, l....
Hey. Don't worry.
No, l just ... l think that l'm ready.
l mean...
...l could do it now.
Well, that's great, J.D.
But your friends are gone...
-...and l gotta go.
-No, but l'm ...
-Emily, l can do it. l'm ready.
-Night, J.D.
You'll find living here
not too uncomfortable...
...if you do what you're told.
You heard what happened to the
last girl who disobeyed, didn't you?
But first things first.
Let's get better acquainted.
Mr. Wickes.
-l'm busy.
-Yes, sir, but this is important.
He saw one of the girls, alive.
Nathan.
Nathan.
l brought you some breakfast.
Oh, that's mighty kind of you, ma'am.
But l think she can use it
more than me.
Well, sure. You can give it to her.
Could you do it, Mrs. Travis?
l gotta get some sleep.
-No. No, l don't mind.
-Thank you, ma'am.
Miss?
Nora.
My, how nice of you.
Thank you.
Here. Let me help.
Never had breakfast in bed before.
Heck, at my house, l was lucky
to have any breakfast at all...
...there being so many of us kids.
l'm sorry to cause you
so much trouble.
No, you're no trouble.
This whole thing is all my fault.
Hush, now.
You didn't do anything wrong.
lf l had just done what he told me....
But l couldn't
be with that man again.
He always asked for me.
And he hurts me.
lt's what he likes to do.
l just couldn't take it one more time.
Whitley Pass is less traveled.
lt'll be safer.
-We leave in the morning.
-Why in the morning?
Lydia. He took Mrs. Travis.
-Who?
-Wickes.
Says we gotta go back by day's end,
or he'll kill her.
-l'm coming with you.
-No, you're not.
-lt was my fault he took her.
-lt's too dangerous.
Better if you stay,
keep the girls together.
-But l can help, l know Wickes Town ...
-Lydia, you're staying.
We go in there all spit and vinegar,
there's a good chance she gets hurt.
Yeah.
Well, what we need is
some sort...
...of a distraction.
... to be perceived as a lady,
one must have...
...the bearing of a lady. Now, this ...
Walks awful graceful, don't he?
You ain't applying for a job,
are you, missy?
Well, actually, yes, l am.
l'm an entertainer.
Hey, darling.
Not that kind of entertainer.
-l'm a singer.
-A singer, eh?
Well, a singer don't
gotta be no great beauty.
Why don't you sing for us, honey.
Pretty high and mighty, aren't you?
Higher than you? Yes, l am.
You know...
...there's no difference
between you and any of my girls.
The only thing separating you...
...is luck.
The luck of having a decent family...
...maybe a little family money.
What if it all went away?
What if you had no family?
No husband?
Maybe he left you
with a few mouths to feed.
Would you...?
Would you let them starve?
ls your precious pride
worth the life of your child?
Come on, darling.
Have a drink with me.
Oh, my!
Oh, come on, honey. Sit on my lap.
There's a fight in the bar!
Ain't you the...?
Should've prayed
when you had the chance.
You can move, or you can live.
That was gonna be a tough choice.
Come on in, honey.
Sorry.
Did he hurt you?
l'm all right.
l'm fine.
Welcome back to Wickes Town.
This is almost too easy.
Come on. Let's go.
Let's mount up.
Let's go!
-Come on, Buck.
-Let's ride.
Ladies.
Ladies, l've brought some
candidates right here for you.
l'm sorry, Ezra, but we're gonna
try our luck in Frisco.
Frisco?
But what about
these fine gentlemen?
Well, they've got some
even finer in Frisco.
And you don't have to marry them.
-This is just a temporary setback.
-What about our money?
Well, l'm sure we can find
plenty of suitable ...
Excuse me, mister.
Do you, by chance, sing?
Give us a song, Ezra.
Come on.
You know, there's more to those ladies
than meets the eye.
-But hell if l can figure it out.
-Welcome to manhood, kid.
Yeah.