Pale Rider

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Look here!

Lindsey!

Megan!

Those sow-wallowing monkeys' asses.

"The Lord is my shepherd;

I shall not want."

But I do want.

"He leadeth me beside still waters.

"He restoreth my soul."

But they killed my dog.

"Yea, though I walk through the valley

of the shadow of death...

"...I shall fear no evil... "

But I am afraid.

"...for thou art with me...

"...thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me. "

But we need a miracle.

"Thy loving Kindness and mercy...

"...shall follow me all the days of my life. "

If you exist.

"And I shall dwell in the house

of the Lord forever. "

But I'd like to get more out of this life first.

If you don't help us...

...we're all going to die.

Please?

Just one miracle?

Amen.

Quitting, Mr. Barret?

No, Eddie, just going to town.

Ain't that kind of dumb?

You remember what happened

to you last time?

-You quitting, Mr. Barret?

-Just going to town.

Ain't that kind of dumb

after what happened last time?

It's Barret.

Good afternoon, Mrs. B.

Damn fool!

At least wait till the smoke clears.

We seem to need a few supplies.

All new camp, the way I hear it.

You've got sand, boy,

but less sense than a sack of beans.

We've got no choice.

They ruined McPherson's shack.

Busted some others.

If it snows, the children will get sick.

Go on!

I expect you'll pay for all of this

in gold, right?

When I put together a few ounces,

I'll bring them in.

It'll take more than that.

Throw me that ledger!

The last payment you made...

...was eight months ago,

when Lindquist brought his dust in.

There's no color left in Carbon Creek.

Then why is LaHood driving us out?

He ain't used to being said no to.

There's color and nuggets.

Spider panned one out this morning.

Spider Conway? I've got that

son of a b*tch down for $85.33.

Forty-three cents.

He wants cyanide to bleach his dust.

That tears it!

Tell Spider...

...and the others that this is the end

of the line.

The tit's gone dry!

No more credit, you hear?

You're a decent man.

We're grateful for what you've done.

Don't coddle me! I ain't doing this for you.

I'm the only merchant in town

LaHood doesn't own.

It does my soul good

to see a few thorns in his side.

One day, when we strike it big,

I'll pay you off myself.

With interest, Mrs. B.

Just get your goods

in that wagon and skedaddle.

Keep moving no matter what they say.

You take care, Hull.

We got a beef with you.

When we rode through the canyon,

you didn't say hello.

Told you to stay out of town.

When I kicked your head,

it must've jarred your memory.

Kick him again, maybe it'll come back.

Tell us about your Wheeler women.

You humping just the growed one or both?

Probably both at the same time.

The little one is just out

of knickers, ain't she?

I'll bet she's as juicy as a freshwater clam.

What will make you fight like a man?

I didn't come here to fight.

Then you shouldn't have come.

You made a big mistake, tin pan.

You know that?

Can I take a look at your goods?

Leave them be.

Canvas, burlap and wood.

Looks like the makings of a good fire.

You shouldn't play with matches.

Goddamn!

There's nothing like a nice piece of hickory.

Much obliged.

Hull Barret's my name.

-You from hereabouts?

-Nope.

Just passing through?

I hadn't thought about it.

After what you did,

I wouldn't stay in town.

My cabin has two rooms.

You're welcome to one.

I wouldn't want to be a burden on you

or your family.

All I got is a kind of fiance.

It would be a pleasure, not a burden.

Three hots and a cot is the least I owe you.

-So long, Hull.

-Where you going?

Going. Getting out.

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