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they've changed everything...

or almost everything.

The only fact that you can be sure of

is that you're Cain.

A man to be feared.

Certainly not trusted.

No, it's gonna be real rough for you

to find a job.

It is for all ex-cons.

Well, maybe you've noticed

that men don't wear guns anymore,

unless they're on the road.

No, things have

settled down out here.

And that makes for a lot of...

Easterners coming out west.

And there ain't

enough jobs for them.

Let alone, you.

I hope you're wrong, mister.

I ain't.

They didn't like me,

they love me.

Billy.

This here is Killer Cain.

This is...

This is the man, right here?

The genuine article.

Thanks for the drink, Ruffalo.

I guess I better get going

and find some work.

Sorry we couldn't make a deal.

Say, I'm sure glad to have met you.

All right, men, form a group.

Right around here.

I need four men only.

Big and strong.

You, there.

You.

You.

You there with no hat on.

I'm sorry, Cain, it's...

it's company policy.

Let's go, men.

Hey, mister.

I see you're looking for work.

- I sure am.

- See that wagon?

Two bucks if you drive it

to Cragston's mine.

Put the stuff inside, and I'll give you

another two bucks when you get back.

You know where it's that?

You just point me

in the right direction.

Morning!

I wanna be able to do this again.

You're gonna have it

a lot rougher out

than you did in.

Hello!

Anybody here?

I just needed a little water. I...

I didn't mean any harm.

I hollered but nobody answered.

I...

I guess I don't look too good.

I had a little accident.

May I?

There's some rags

in back there, too.

My name's Cain.

Just Cain.

Justin Cain?

No, ma'am.

Just...

Only Cain.

What happened to you?

Well...

I guess you could say I got fired.

You're going back to... Las Rinas?

Dry Wood.

I came out here this morning.

Be going back

as soon as I finish my painting.

They say this town was abandoned

when the stage line

stopped making its run.

Guess you know all about that.

That does it for today.

- That sure is good.

- Thank you.

I was wondering, miss, if I...

could ride in with you?

To Dry Wood?

We'll make a deal.

You help me get my supplies in the

buckboard, I'll get you into Dry Wood.

Yes, ma'am.

By the way,

my name is Monica Alton.

Things have changed around here,

haven't they?

Yes, ma'am, they sure have.

That's why I'm out here.

I'm doing a series.

Not just sketches,

but paintings, as well.

I hope to capture pictorially

what Bret Harte and Mark Twain

were able to put into words.

"Local color,"

if you know what I mean.

No, ma'am,

I can't says I do.

There's no reason why you should.

Well, you've got local color,

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