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and find out it's you.

I don't know who you are

or who you think I am.

But I do know

you shouldn't point that.

It's liable to go off

and hurt somebody.

MARCUS:
Get down!

- Run for it!

- Out of my way!

Move it!

Run!

Let's go in the hills!

Why, he's crazy!

Let's get outta here!

Wow!

That was awful!

Did I tell ya?

Our first day in the West,

and we've already been held up.

We better take

this thing with us.

We don't want it to fall

into the wrong hands.

I'm so tired,

I can hardly walk.

Don't worry. When we go through

the Badlands, you'll be running.

We don't run, we walk.

Head high, Brother Marcus.

By holding good thoughts and

relying on the power within us,

our burden shall be lifted.

Do you remember that prophet

of old, Elijah?

A man of righteousness

and goodness.

He was sent

to his final victory,

his eternal destination,

in a fiery chariot.

WOMAN:

Whoa! Whoa there!

Whoa! Whoa, boy!

Whoa! Whoa, there!

Look out!

Are you all right?

Yes. These critters seem

to have a mind of their own.

What are you doing

in the middle of the road?

We were just walking along.

Are you gonna stand there

babbling or help me?

We'll help.

Give the lady a hand.

The fiery chariot.

I imagine

you could use a lift.

Thank you.

Where are you going?

As far as Bloodshy.

So are we.

First the fiery chariot,

and now she's taking us

to Bloodshy.

See? You don't have to run

if you listen to Brother Eli.

There.

Thank you.

Hey, I'm Jenny Willingham.

Are you a dance-hall girl?

Marcus.

No, I'm a schoolteacher.

How do you do?

I'm Eli Bloodshy.

We're missionaries.

That's Roxanne,

and this is Marcus.

- Bloodshy, huh?

- It was my father's town.

He passed away, but I'm going

to collect my inheritance.

Now, am I just gonna

stand here or get that lift?

"Put me down," I said!

Put me down!

Oh, Mansbridge.

Field, sir.

Oh, yeah.

What can I do for you,

Fieldbridge?

It's Mansfield, sir.

Oh, yeah.

Well, them English names

are all Greek to me.

[Clang]

You wanna watch it there?

I'll turn your overnight stay

into a life sentence.

You gotta keep your eye on 'em

so they don't fly the coop.

We had a little fire in here

thanks to Mr. Wild Billy.

One of these days, I'm gonna

put the cuffs on him for good.

If you don't mind, sir,

I'm looking

for Mayor Ragsdale.

Mr. Bloodshy's will.

Well, if it has to do with law,

you came to the right place.

It's to be administered

by the mayor.

Leave it to me, Mainstream.

[Clears throat]

Now, you remember

you're on your honor!

"I, Jasper Bloodshy,

last will and testament,

my entire inheritance... "

It's a contest.

It is?

No, it isn't.

It isn't?

Not when the other contestant

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