‪[slow, melancholy music]
‪[insects buzzing]
‪[flames crackling]
‪You suppose I did something ‪to make the Almighty angry?
‪He just teaching you.
‪[scoffs] That I ain't a farmer?
‪Or that it's hard and takes patience.
‪Patience ain't gonna put money ‪in our pocket.
‪[flames crackling]
‪I ain't about to quit this.
‪[strong, melancholy music]
‪[birds singing]
‪[slow, contemplative music]
‪[chicken clucking]
‪[insects trilling]
‪Step up.
‪Come on around. Come on around.
‪[insects trilling]
‪Whoa.
‪I suspect you know who I am?
‪Don't matter, seeing as ‪you're fixing to tell me.
‪Name is Sherrill Lynn.
‪Deputy U.S. Marshal.
‪About 15 days ago,
‪me and another deputy, Horace Lee,
‪we went to serve a writ in Choctaw Nation.
‪[Sherrill clears throat]
‪[Sherrill spits into cup]
‪We lit out after this red ‪named "One Charlie."
‪Charged with introduction of whiskey.
‪One Charlie popped Old Horry ‪right through the lung,
‪and he lay there for a good hour or so,
‪dying… bad.
‪And I take things like that personal.
‪It's a dangerous job.
‪Judge Parker got his hands full.
‪He does.
‪But just yesterday,
‪we got a lead on an unruly broad
‪who's putting a roof ‪over One Charlie's skull.
‪His wife.
‪Fiercer than Mother Nature herself.
‪And you need somebody who knows Choctaw.
‪That…
‪and someone who could shoot ‪better than dear old Horace.
‪What's your offer?
‪Now, I spoke with Parker directly.
‪And he said to sign you up as a posse man.
‪-Whose posse man, now? ‪-Mine.
‪Appreciate you, Deputy, but I'm a farmer.
‪How many mouths you got to feed ‪with no harvest?
‪You can keep the cup.
‪Why not do it?
‪Figure I got a good reason ‪right in front of me,
‪four more upstairs.
‪Maybe five by tomorrow.
‪When we had nothing, ‪we dreamed of everything.
‪This land, you…
‪That ‪is‪ everything.
‪Bass… [chuckles]
‪A man rode up here and asked for you.
‪By name.
‪A man with an opportunity, a choice.
‪[scoffs] We don't get many ‪of those, now, do we?
‪A white man with a gun
‪and all that come with it.
‪A gun is just a thing, ‪a tool, an instrument.
‪What matters is who plays it, ‪and you Gabriel.
‪Honey, you only seen me shoot ‪wild turkeys and feral hogs.
‪Without a bullet wasted.
‪I'm content to farm.
‪I'm free.
‪Are you?
‪[majestic music]
‪You got three types of rogues ‪around these parts.
‪There's the kind that steals horses,
‪the kind that supplies whiskey,
‪and the kind that's happy to cut ‪your heart out over both.
‪Welcome to the Dead Line.
‪You best load that antique of yours.
‪Out here, there ain't no laws, ‪only outlaws.
‪[indistinct chatter]
‪Beautiful.
‪Excuse me?
‪The piano, ma'am. It's beautiful.
‪You play?
‪I'm sure your soaps or liniments
‪or tonics are marvels, ‪but I don't have time.
‪Do you have a sense ‪if it's a boy or a girl?
‪I have a sense you want something from me.
‪No.
‪I want something ‪for‪ you.
‪Let us seize the promise ‪of Reconstruction.
‪Black paradise.
‪An entire state to call our own.
‪There's only one paradise,
‪and that's the one above.
‪-[entry bells jingle] ‪-[laughs softly]
‪[majestic music]
‪Eyes up, Posse Man.
‪We're in it now.
‪Check that mess.
‪[wind whistling]
‪[slow, suspenseful music]
‪[horse sputters]
‪[shallow breathing]
‪[gasping]
‪Run.
‪[gunshots]
‪[gunshots continue]
‪[grunts]
‪Yah!
‪[birds begin singing]
‪[horse snorts]
‪Heavenly Father,
‪I pray You meet his soul ‪with Your abundance of love
‪as he enters Your Heavenly Kingdom.
‪[harness jingling]
‪Amen.
‪Hmm.
‪You still believe in a Lord
‪that let you spend ‪half your life in chains?
‪Man made those chains.
‪It was God who gave me the hope
‪to believe in a future without 'em.
‪Look what hope got him.
‪Prayers don't hurt.
‪Yeah. They don't help much, neither.
‪Let's go.
‪Where there's one crooked vulture,
‪there's soon to be more.
‪[slow, somber music]
‪[clicks tongue]
‪[Bass] ‪That bitter
‪and hasty nation,
‪which shall march ‪through the breadth of the land,
‪to possess the dwelling places
‪that are not theirs.
‪They are terrible and dreadful:
‪their judgment and their dignity ‪shall proceed of themselves.
‪They shall come all for violence.
‪Their faces shall sup up the east wind…
‪…and they shall gather the captivity
‪as the sand.
‪-[insects trilling] ‪-[campfire crackling]
‪[Sherrill] Not hungry?
‪[Bass] Not hungry enough.
‪[Sherrill] Food gets scarce ‪around these parts.
‪Last winter, I plucked me a crow,
‪and I got a good taste
‪of what he was scrounging on ‪the day before.
‪You pay me an extra five dollars,
‪I'll scrounge you up ‪something better than crow.
‪Well, you've got yourself a hell
‪of an entrepreneurial spirit, Bass.
‪Now what I want to see is ‪some of that mystical bullshit
‪them savages taught you.
‪I don't see no savages.
‪Just men.
‪No different than you or me.
‪They're all killers, all thieves.
‪That ain't true, Sherrill.
‪Oh, you want to know the truth?
‪Thick of fighting, June 1864.
‪We was sailing the ‪J.R. Williams ‪up the Arkansas.
‪Big old sturdy steamboat.
‪And a whole herd of them ‪animals, they bushwhacked us.
‪They had a whole cadre ‪of, uh, cannons hidden
‪high back up there in the timber,
‪overlooking the river.
‪The pilot house took the first ball,
‪then the boiler,
‪then the smokestack, and then
‪we were just all drowning ‪in the blood and the river.
‪[slow, suspenseful music]
‪Most of us didn't make it out ‪of that iron coffin.
‪And those of us who did, ‪we didn't get very far.
‪Watie and his reds,
‪they were waiting for us ‪up on the muddy bank.
‪I was nearly dead myself.
‪About a half-second before I got a glimpse
‪of my eternal damnation…
‪…pain just as bright as the sun
‪just ripped me back into life.
‪And I've got a knee on my throat.
‪And this unruly red bastard,
‪he's sawing away at my scalp
‪like he's a goddamn fur trapper.
‪It's hard for a man ‪to put fear and hate behind him.
‪Oh, hell, Bass, I ain't even trying.
‪Black, white or red,
‪we all just men.
‪[Sherrill] Shit.
‪[crow cawing]
‪[insects trilling]
‪Why this man called "One Charlie"?
‪'Cause there ain't ‪another Charlie like him.
‪[slow, suspenseful music]
‪-[indistinct chatter] ‪-[insects buzzing]
‪[indistinct chatter]
‪[indistinct chatter continues]
‪You do the serpent's tongue.
‪I do the roughhouse.
‪Go on.
‪[slow, gentle music]
‪[speaking Choctaw] ‪We're here for One Charlie.
‪Got a writ for his arrest.
‪I see you.
‪Step aside, Posse Man.
‪[grunts]
‪[groans]
‪Open the goddamn door!
‪Get more bees with honey, Sherrill.
‪Or I might get stung.
‪-Whoa! ‪-[clicks]
‪[speaking Choctaw] Get out!
‪I said, get out!
‪[chuckling]
‪Listen. Please?
‪[speaking Choctaw] Where's Charlie?
‪He's not here.
‪Put the gun down.
‪Is he stupid…
‪…crazy…
‪…or both?
‪Wounded.
‪Let me help you before he shoots us both.
‪Hey, get your damn hands off me!
‪Let me talk to her.
‪Just give me five minutes, alone.
‪[slow, haunting music]
‪[sighs]
‪[speaking Choctaw] ‪I'm sorry about the door.
‪This isn't the first time.
‪They usually break a lot more.
‪No man lives here.
‪No dirty boots lying around,
‪no dirty drawers,
‪You keep a good house
‪like it's yours alone.
‪But whether he's here or somewhere else,
‪I'm going to find him.
‪Since my very first memory,
‪Charlie has been a thorn in my side.
‪He will be in death, too.
‪He's not your husband.
‪Charlie is my cousin
‪and I've been paying his debts
‪way too long.
‪Let me help you, then?
‪[birds singing]
‪That's for the trouble he caused.
‪Bring me word on Charlie?
‪[in English] Yes, ma'am.
‪[slow, gentle music]
‪[insects trilling]
‪What is it?
‪Something I've been waiting ‪to call my own.
‪Watch the legs now. She a precious thing.
‪Get inside, little girl.
‪What's your name?
‪Arthur Mayberry, ma'am.
‪Well, Arthur, get to it.
‪Yes, ma'am.
‪[birds singing]
‪[insects trilling]
‪She's likely leading us ‪straight into an ambush.
‪She ain't.
‪Ride easy, Sherrill.
‪[man] Oh, shit.
‪[panting]
‪-Ride hard, Bass! ‪-Whoa!
‪[dramatic, energetic music]
‪[horse neighs]
‪[guns clicking]
‪Come on out with your hands up.
‪Might not understand you.
‪[gunshot]
‪[bottles clinking]
‪[Sherrill] Let's boom back, Bass.
‪[gunfire continues]
‪Your arm.
‪Lay down cover, and I'll go around back.
‪You got some brass balls, Bass.
‪Ready?
‪Yeah.
‪[gunshots]
‪Charlie!
‪You're surrounded.
‪[Charlie] Dead today, dead tomorrow.
‪What's the damn difference?!
‪Dignity, that's what.
‪Lay them irons down,
‪and I'll escort you all the way ‪to Fort Smith myself.
‪[Charlie] Ah, Sherrill won't ‪let that happen.
‪You have my word.
‪Keep him talking, Bass!
‪Charlie? Charlie?
‪[intense, pulsing music]
‪[Charlie screaming]
‪Charlie?!
‪-[doorknob rattling] ‪-Charlie!
‪[Charlie continues screaming]
‪Charlie?
‪Hold on now!
‪Charlie?
‪Charlie!
‪[yelling]
‪[yelling continues]
‪What the hell'd you do?!
‪[Charlie yelling]
‪Saving us time.
‪[yelling]
‪He ain't worth the bullet.
‪[yelling]
‪One Less Charlie, I suppose.
‪[flames crackling]
‪[insects trilling]
‪[match strikes]
‪[gentle, haunting music]
‪[distressed lowing]
‪[quiet growl]
‪[insects trilling]
‪[animals lowing]
‪[low growling]
‪[animal lowing]
‪[pained lowing]
‪[growling]
‪[whimpering, barking]
‪[slow, ominous music]
‪[calf chuffing]
‪Hush now.
‪[calf grunts]
‪[yelling echoes]
‪[Sherrill groans]
‪Sometimes you got to be judge,
‪jury and executioner.
‪Charlie shot first.
‪If that devil had just done ‪what I told him to do,
‪you wouldn't have had to pump ‪lead into his thick skull.
‪Better than being a dead one.
‪Or a poor farmer.
‪[dialogue inaudible]
‪[Sherrill groaning]
‪[insects trilling]
‪[Sherrill groans]
‪[Sherrill grunts]
‪You leave here,
‪don't you be thinking ‪you gonna get one thin cent
‪of what I promised you.
‪That scar on your head?
‪It's got chains around your heart.
‪Spoken from a man who knows.
‪You like the man you are, Deputy?
‪[slow, melancholy music]
‪[cattle lowing]
‪[insects trilling]
‪[sighs]
‪Didn't mean to disturb you, ma'am.
‪[chuckles] And yet, you slip over?
‪I did see that your piano needs fixing.
‪I could maybe help with that.
‪You're a sweet boy, Arthur,
‪which is why I'm going ‪to do you the service of saying,
‪don't come back here again.
‪Not till Sally's older.
‪[slow, tender music]
‪Hmm.
‪-[indistinct chatter] ‪-[hawk calling]
‪[speaking Choctaw] ‪It wasn't quick or easy.
‪Charlie always said he'd die bitter.
‪He was right.
‪He deserved his day in court.
‪My cousin flirted with death every day.
‪Any man who does…
‪knows the kiss will eventually come.
‪Thank you for trying.
‪-[playing piano slowly] ‪-[rocking chair creaking]
‪You're hurting my ears.
‪[stops playing]
‪Spare your mama the honesty ‪just once and come sit with me.
‪What's so special about this old thing?
‪Nothing yet, but you and I are ‪gonna resurrect it.
‪Why can't Harriet?
‪'Cause when you were growing in my belly,
‪I played all the time.
‪-You did? ‪-Mm-hmm.
‪Mistress on the plantation ‪fancied herself kind
‪by teaching me how.
‪-I'd never play again, then. ‪-Mm, see,
‪the piano was hers, but the music?
‪[plays a few chords]
‪That was all mine.
‪Always have something that's yours
‪and yours alone, baby.
‪[insects trilling]
‪[slow, suspenseful music]
‪[bird squawking]
‪-Daddy! ‪-Daddy!
‪-Daddy. ‪-Dad.
‪Daddy.
‪Hi, Bass.
‪How the one I haven't met?
‪Restless like my granddaddy.
‪Thought if he's a boy, we should ‪name him "Bennie" in his honor.
‪[Bass chuckles softly]
‪Man in town tried to sell me paradise, so,
‪I bought that piano instead.
‪With what?
‪With the promise
‪that my husband was making ‪a decent payday.
‪About that…
‪About what?
‪Um…
‪…I hit another white man.
‪Not that deputy?
‪I'm sorry.
‪I'll figure a way to pay for the piano.
‪[sighs]
‪Hup, hup.
‪[birds singing]
‪[chickens clucking]
‪Come on around. Come on around.
‪-Step up. ‪-[dark, suspenseful music]
‪Whoa.
‪Take the kids inside!
‪Get your brother and sisters in the house.
‪-But Mama-- ‪-Girl, I'm not asking.
‪Come on.
‪No need to puff your chest ‪in front of my family.
‪Hmm.
‪[Sherrill] Just so we're clear,
‪I would've done One Charlie the same way
‪and not think twice about it ‪if it meant it was you and I
‪walking away from there ‪with air in our lungs.
‪And I'm not looking ‪to take anything back, either.
‪Christ, Bass.
‪You are the most earnest man ‪I have ever met.
‪Which is likely to get you killed one day.
‪You got sand for this.
‪Most men don't.
‪What you saying?
‪I had a, uh…
‪revelation, if you will,
‪and I took some of your ‪earnestness to Judge Parker.
‪And?
‪And he wants to make you
‪a goddamn Deputy U.S. Marshal.
‪[dramatic, swelling music]
‪You think you can handle ‪the weight of the badge?
‪[Bass] I know I can.
‪[insects trilling]
‪Hey, handsome.
‪Sally okay?
‪Let's just say we got ‪a whole new wolf to worry about.
‪-[sighs] ‪-She'll be fine.
‪[Jennie chuckles]
‪She listens to you.
‪[sighs] She dream of faraway places.
‪I can't fault her.
‪One day, them dreams ‪gonna take her far away,
‪and she won't come back the same.
‪We didn't.
‪But our love held strong.
‪[dramatic, optimistic music]
‪Hers will, too. That won't change.
‪Mmm.
‪God showed us the way.
‪And now?
‪Do His will.
‪Justice.
‪[Parker] ‪I need a man
‪with a good gun and a straight spine.
‪You up for the task?
‪[Garrett] ‪Billy Crow.
‪Wanted in connection ‪with a stagecoach robbery.
‪Well, I can help you ‪with that, Deputy Reeves.
‪Gonna hold you to that.
‪[Parker] ‪It's hard work.
‪It exacts a toll.
‪Few men survive long enough ‪to be good at it.
‪You gonna shoot me?
‪No.
‪But they will.
‪[gentle, haunting music]