Seraphim Falls Page #3

Horace, come on!

Afraid I'm gonna have to ask you

to stop walking.

Let me be, boy.

Best just go on back up to your kin.

Mister, I never shot nobody

in the back before.

So it's best you just turn around,

- and you get what's coming to you.

- Boy,

now you put that gun up and go on.

Turn around.

You're a fool, boy.

I told you to let me pass on.

Hey!

There was three of 'em.

Two of 'em went on up,

one went down that way.

- Look familiar, gentlemen?

- Figure it's him that done it?

'Course it's him.

Who else would be dropping folks

like owl pellets out on these hills?

If he's got himself another horse,

we won't catch him before sundown.

I reckon we ought to move

down valley, then.

He won't be heading toward Carson City.

Come on. Let's get off these cursed hills.

You two can go on without me.

What?

Those boys have been wanted

for six months.

He's worth 250 in Carson.

That's a damned sight better

than what he's offering.

And this boy don't require no chasing.

- You can't just leave.

- The hell I can't.

You would, too,

if you knew what was good for you.

The posse's take is all yours

when the ride's done.

No less than 120 and you don't have to ride

with a stinking corpse, neither.

All right.

You sure?

You go on and get yourself killed. I'm done.

Okay.

Let him earn that 250 the hard way.

He ain't never going to make it

to town without a horse.

I told you boys. Them horses are mine.

We can water your mare.

She looks hard-ridden.

Mercy to the beast is blessed

in the eyes of the Lord.

He sees your sin.

That's all you got.

I don't know you.

Well, well, well. Looky here.

Boys,

we've caught ourselves a real, live,

notorious criminal.

$250 for that horse-thieving varmint.

You ought to have known better

than to steal from the Bar H.

Old man McCleeny don't take kindly

to losing horse flesh like this.

Want another one? Yeah, f*** you.

- You the foreman?

- Who's looking?

Might have been a man rode through here.

- Tall. Don't talk much.

- Is that so?

- I'd like to find him.

- There's nothing for you here.

- What do you want with this fella?

- I just want him.

- Is the horse yours?

- Ain't about horses.

'Cause there's been some horse thieves

around these parts.

A lot of men like to see them caught,

you know.

Well, they won't trouble us.

I reckon so.

I'd be obliged if we could take water here,

and then we'll leave you to your work.

Yeah.

Lewis here will show you where.

Help yourself, Paddy boy.

Shut up.

Gotta piss. I'll find you.

You gonna hold it for me?

Paddy boy.

I said, shut your goddamn mouth.

He's gone.

Gone? How in the hell...

- All right, you two!

- Yes, sir.

Down by the bridge.

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