The Missing Page #2
- Take off your shirt.
- Magdalena...
- Don't call me that. It's not my name.
- Where's it hurt?
- Hurts when I breathe.
Mostly around here.
Yeah. Your muscles are torn
just under your ribs.
You need to put
a cottonwood plaster to it.
You'll live.
I never thought you'd turn out
to be a healer.
I remember you had
that yellow cat one time.
bit its tail off.
- Your mother came running...
- Don't remember. Not in front of me.
Because I remember my mother.
My mother died
scrubbing a man's floor.
And you killed her.
Didn't shoot her or stab her,
but what you did...
You broke her!
And I remember my brother too.
He lasted six years.
I bet you never even knew his name.
every night that you'd come home.
On the day I put him
in the ground...
...I remember praying even harder
you were dead.
So you don't want to reminisce
with me, that I promise you.
I earned this money in large part...
...killing mountain lions for ranchers
like you. I want you to have it.
If I were destitute
and drawing my last breath...
This is good money.
Take it for your children.
- Take it for your funeral.
- Magdalena.
I've done my duty as a Christian.
You get the hell off my ranch!
I'd stop now.
Maggie asked you to leave.
I think it's time you did so, sir.
Right about now.
So long.
Nice making your acquaintance.
What's done is done, I guess.
I know you would have
done different.
I appreciate your regard, Brake.
I do.
Well, night, then.
Did they see you come in?
We can't make a sound.
Figure we can get them
all branded in a day?
- You want Dot to stay for company?
- Brake, you said I could go.
You promised.
Mama, you promised too.
Oh, I'm fine.
He won't be coming back.
This will help the cramping.
The calves are more important...
...than hearing your voice
come out of a machine.
Well, I guess you never had anything
but this. So why should I?
Come on, let's get going.
You sure look frilly
to be working cattle.
I'll keep an eye on them.
- Just be home before dark.
- All right.
All right.
Easy now.
That's right.
Dot?
Dot?
Darling?
Get! Get!
Dot?
No!
No!
Dot!
Oh, Lord. Darling.
Mama, I'm cold.
- I'm here, darling. Are you all right?
- I'm cold. I'm cold.
- Mama, I'm cold.
- Darling, where's Lilly?
- Emiliano.
- Yeah, I know.
Darling, where's Lilly?
Emiliano and me...
...we was in the arroyo.
We heard shots from where Brake
and Lilly was.
He told me, "Stay down"...
...Emiliano did.
"Don't move. Stay down."
He went to see...
...but he didn't come back.
I waited like he said,
but he didn't come back.
Brake was screaming, Mama.
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