Seraphim Falls Page #2

You'll be on him before long.

He was here today.

Watch the sides.

Make sure he didn't break off and cover.

Jesus Christ.

He's still breathing.

We got to get this thing off him.

Parsons, see about that horse.

Well, now we got some discussing to do.

Right here and now.

We ain't negotiating based on

tracking no killer like this.

You're being well-paid.

We're 18 days on a 30-day commission,

- and two of us is already dead.

- Can't say I'm surprised.

The man we're after

preys on the weak and unprepared.

I'd advise you to take this as a warning.

Well, what if we just decided

to take that as our walking papers?

You are, of course,

free to do that, Mr. Hayes.

You will, however, do it without

the assistance of my horse on which you sit.

Am I clear, gentlemen?

We'll keep on.

But we want to split the pay

that's due them, instead.

Done. Now we've got distance to cover.

If our man makes it to the low country,

we'll likely never see him again.

Wouldn't catch me complaining about that.

Morning, stranger.

I didn't figure any transients this far up.

I'm just passing through, is all.

You need some whiskey?

We got some whiskey.

Shut up, Horace.

No, I can't say as I'm looking for whiskey,

but I sure could use some food.

Looks like you boys

have got other things on your mind.

Would have been helpful

if you hadn't seen those.

Well, if you ain't planning on eating,

I'll just be getting on.

I'm afraid I can't let you do that.

You see, we is fugitives from the law.

They catch us, they're gonna string us up.

Horace, if you don't get quiet,

I'm gonna hang you myself.

It don't much matter to me.

I'm just looking to be left alone.

Same as you.

So, I'll be on my way.

You look powerful familiar, mister.

I know you?

I doubt it.

I'll be damned.

That's one of McClellan's boys

up at Antietam.

Ain't you gonna kill him, huh?

Waste of a bullet.

He's so banged up and hungry,

he won't make it to town anyway.

Lost both his sons

in one day at that goddamn bridge.

- I seen it myself.

- Yeah?

But nothing touched him.

Not a scratch.

Not a splinter.

They say he killed over 100 men

that day alone.

Him? Nah.

Hey, you use some of that money

to get yourself some spectacles.

Still, Virgil, the way you shot that teller,

I thought you'd be itching to do it again.

I'm itching to get out of here. Get going.

Goddamn right. Let's go.

Don't ever go chasing after that man.

If you don't shoot him,

I swear to Christ I will.

We can't be letting no stranger,

whoever the hell you think he is,

just walk into town

and tell them authorities where we gone.

- Let's go. Come on.

- Take care of it myself.

Horace!

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