:07:00
Get up, you bunch of ragged-arsed
tinker cow thieves!
:07:11
This is Robert Roy McGregor
come to reclaim the 32 beasts
:07:14
stolen from His Lordship James Graham,
:07:17
...Marquis of Montrose.
:07:20
Tam Sibbald.
:07:22
Still at your thieving.
:07:24
Throw down now,
and I'll spare you, all but one.
:07:29
There's a price to being
a leader of men, Tam.
:07:34
By God, McGregor,
if there's any killing to be done,
:07:37
you're the first.
:07:40
Who do you think you are,
acting the great chief?
:07:44
And I know you're a bigger thief
than any of us.
:07:48
Aye, but if I had stolen
His Lordship's cattle,
:07:51
you would not have
walked into my dreams so easy.
:07:54
I can call the Gregorach
and kill the half of ya,
:07:57
or it can be between us
and nothing more.
:08:00
- Ha!
- Think on it, man.
:08:03
Would you not rather
be dead after a good hump
:08:05
And a belly full of stolen beef
:08:07
or have me march you
back to Montrose
:08:10
to shit yourself
on the gallows a month hence?
:08:25
Throw down! Now!
:08:27
And you have my word
no-one else will die!
:08:35
Come, lads.
:08:37
Any man with a blade in his hands,
:08:38
cut him down.
:08:45
Are ye men,
:08:46
or what are ye?
:08:49
He killed Tam,
and you stand and live!
:08:51
And him as much an outlaw
as any of you!
:08:56
No man among ya!
Your mothers curse you!
:08:58
You're spittle!
:08:59
You're leavings!