:01:12
- What you doing there, Billy?
- Well sir,
:01:16
with the sight filed down
:01:19
I got an eighth of a second drop
on our good sheriff Brady.
:01:27
Billy, we can't touch the sheriff.
Dick said so, you know that.
:01:32
Besides, we can't keep this up.
:01:34
Yeah. Well, Dick
ain't around anymore, is he, Charley?
:01:38
And right now sheriff
Brady's in desperate need
:01:40
of being removed from office.
:01:42
We're not going after Brady,
nor Murphy men, no more.
:01:47
I told you I would find the way,
and the way is west.
:01:50
West, huh?
:01:53
West is that way,
:01:56
and the bastards we gotta kill
are that way.
:01:59
The only bastards who are gonna
get killed are us, chivato. Let it go.
:02:02
Let it go?
:02:04
Murphy's taking inventory
in Tunstall's store right now
:02:06
and you're saying
that means nothing to you?
:02:13
It means nothing to me?
:02:18
Murphy and his politicians
have taken more blood from me
:02:21
- than they ever will from you.
- Oh yeah?
:02:24
- How do you figure?
- The Red Sands Creek Reservation.
:02:30
- What's he talking about?
- I don't know.
:02:32
207 people butchered in the snow
with their stomachs empty.
:02:37
My mother's people.
:02:41
You see, Murphy and company
was under government contract
:02:43
to supply us with beef
and two winters ago
:02:46
he sent only rotten meat.
No corn, no flour,
:02:50
only rancid beef
crawling with worms.
:02:52
So I went out
with a band in the night
:02:53
to the traders' camp
to try and get food.
:02:55
Oh yeah, they welcomed us in,
:02:58
and then they opened fire on us.
I got away, only me.