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that kind of information.
You'd have to speak with the bank
manager, Mr. Hickle, about that.
You know, being that
there are all sorts...
...of unsavory types lurking about...
...dealing with folks such as ourselves
is a much more...
...pleasant situation.
Catch my meaning?
Much obliged, Miss Lorelie.
What--?
But what about your deposit?
l have some other matters
to attend to.
in the night.
-Bert.
-Yo, Pop.
Why are we still here?
l mean, what are we doing?
For now...
...this is our town, Bert.
Our town makes me sick.
l've changed the name.
Make us more at home.
Every father, Bert...
...lives in the dream...
...that his child will be
greater than himself.
That he will surpass him...
...not just in material things...
...but will in time come to show
more compassion...
...more love, patience...
...than l have been able to show.
Every day...
...you make me lose faith
in that dream.
-What will it be, gents?
-Whiskey all around.
Do you think this a prudent idea?
We gotta wet our whistles
before we hit the trail.
What if somebody recognizes us?
Ain't nobody gonna recognize us.
How you wanna do this?
We're gonna drink up, walk out
and right out of town.
He's right there.
lf we cause a scene,
we're gonna blow the job.
F*** that job.
Easy now, little brother.
Give me the bottle.
Shall l put that on your tab,
Mr. Driscoll?
On his tab?
Don't you know who his daddy is?
No tab.
My old man owns this joint.
Go away.
l don't pay.
Everybody gotta pay.
You say, every--?
What? What was that?
Everybody gotta pay?
-l said, you gonna pay.
-l know you, boy?
l said, do l know you, boy?
l'm sure you remember me.
No, don't remember you.
No. Refresh my memory, huh?
Burned our farm.
Murdered our kin.
You know, l do a lot of that.
You can't expect me
to remember every farm l burn.
Little place south of Flat Ridge.
Came between you
and your railroad.
Oh, yeah, yeah,
l remember that one.
Yeah, a lot of screaming.
l mean, what, did you run away?
Did you run off
and leave your family?
a man is dead...
...just because you shot him.
That's good advice.
l'll remember that next time.
Ain't no next time.
Hell.
l'm sorry, Mr. Driscoll, l....
l'm sorry that....
You were here.
Did you see them?
Did you see who killed my son?
l'm afraid not.
No one...
...but no one, crosses a Driscoll
Get me Wolverton.
-What were you thinking?
-He had it coming.
They saw us. Our cover is blown.
We can't go back there now.
lt could have gone better.
Maybe we could use this
to our advantage.
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