Dead Birds

-Morning, Miss Shaw.

-Good morning, Seth.

Halt.

Prepare to dismount. Dismount.

-May I help you?

-Manager in?

Back there.

Well, go get him.

-Yes?

-There's a soldier out here to see you.

Ma'am...

You MacCready?

Yes, I am.

Fred MacCready's the name.

How may I help you gentlemen?

Cpl. Smitherman says

you have a place where we can put this.

Did the corporal

give you a message for me?

Hey... Look at that.

Well, now, who are they?

I don't know.

Well, everything seems to be in order.

Sorry I had to check,

but you understand security these days.

Is there a safe we can take this to?

Best one in the state.

But you'll have to sign for it.

Sure.

Now, where are you men from?

Camp over that way,

about 20 miles to the east,

near a swamp.

Is that right?

Who's y'all's lieutenant over there?

We ain't got a lieutenant right now.

Captain Lewison's around, though.

What are y'all doing here in town?

We got some business at the bank.

I'm afraid you're gonna

have to wait a few minutes.

No...

Can't wait.

Now, you hold it right...

Nobody move!

I don't think so...

Hey, there...

Did you get that teller, Annabelle?

I didn't even see that.

The bags heavy, Johnson?

Hell, yes!

It's about time.

Here they come.

Stop right there! Halt!

Wait up, little brother.

Sh*t.

Y'all ride on ahead.

We got a ways to that Hollister place.

-How many do you think'll be after us?

-Not many at first.

Those'd be the only ones

who could catch us.

-You're hit.

-Yeah, I know.

It's just in my shoulder.

I can move it around.

It's not close to the bone or anything.

Which way now?

This way.

William, tell us we ain't lost.

We ain't lost, Clyde.

We got a couple more miles of this

and then we'll be there.

Hey, old man...

You get you some deserters?

Eight... today.

We was lookin' for

that old Hollister place.

Hollister...

Never heard of it.

You sure about that?

Should be a large farmhouse

right past the creek.

There are no creeks around here,

not for miles.

I've seen servants upon horses,

and princes upon the earth...

You best be moving on.

We'll keep heading this way.

Can't be more than a couple miles out.

He ain't got the slightest notion

where we're going.

Yeah, well...

another good plan, huh?

Shoot. Crazy old man.

Do you see a pathway up to the house?

Must have grown over.

-Is that it?

-I said it'd be here.

Hey...

Come look at this.

Looks like a man.

Doesn't look like no scarecrow.

Do you want me

to take it down, Miss Annabelle?

No, it just scared me a bit.

Let's move on, shall we?

Good shot, Sam.

What the hell is that?

Jesus, Joseph!

Somebody shaved

the skin right off that boy.

It don't look like any kind

of mountain cat I ever seen.

It looks like a wild boar or something.

Let's get to that house.

The sooner we get inside, the better.

Big storm coming in tonight, William.

Listen up! Let's get that gold inside.

And bring your lantern.

We head out for Mexico in the morning.

-Who'd you say runs this house?

-No one.

-No one?

-It belonged to a soldier I knew,

but he's dead now, so...

the place is empty, I reckon.

The place looks deserted.

No sh*t. I think we got that figured out.

What the hell?

I just stepped on a bird.

Yeah? Come on.

I wanna get that bullet out of you

before it gets infected.

Yeah, all right.

Dog!

Oh, hell...

What's going on?

It's probably just some tramps.

Let's look around and find 'em.

There's only two of 'em.

All right, but let's all be careful.

It's real...

It's real.

Don't chew on the gold, Joseph.

You and Clyde go look upstairs.

Todd and I will check this floor.

I ain't never been in a house this big.

So many rooms.

Whoever built it

must've been pretty damn rich.

I guess we're richer

than him now, though.

We ain't richer than nothin'.

Not yet, anyhow.

How do you mean?

Don't hurt yourself trying to think,

but right now, that gold's downstairs.

-That ain't mine until it's in my pocket.

-That's for true.

I'm gonna feel a lot easier

when we're in Mexico holding our shares.

If William thinks we're taking

the same share as that n*gger,

he's got another thing coming.

You check that room,

and I'll look in this one.

You hear me holler,

you come running, get it?

You, too.

Todd?

I think I heard something.

-You can't get it open?

-No, it's stuck good.

No knob turning. It ain't locked.

Well...

We'll find something to pry it open.

Let's come back to it.

Anyone here?

Come on...

Come on, get out!

Why'd you do that?

I like to breeze

through the trees, Corporal.

Is there anything in here?

No. Did you find anything?

Just some clothes.

Looks like a guest room or something.

The bed's still made.

Let's check the barn out back, nance.

Yeah.

There.

You're done.

Goddamn it, Annabelle!

That'll do.

You could've told me

you were gonna do that.

-Stop whining.

-Ow.

What is this place?

Slave quarters.

There's a book over here.

Any of this mean anything to you?

They're spells, for raising the dead.

How much you figure our share'll be,

lookin' at that gold?

Less than it should.

Sure would be easier if

we was to divide it by two, instead of...

We got...

That kid already got a bullet in him.

I reckon you could

take care of our lady friend.

-Did you find anything in here?

-No, it's empty.

It's not a bad time for a storm.

It could wash away any tracks we left.

Ground'll be muddy tomorrow,

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