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so you can't do anything about it.

That's the agreement, till I sell.

You know what?

I'll tell them about the bribes.

- Go ahead. You're as guilty as I am.

- No.

You're going to take the fall, George.

I get a deal if I testify.

I've had that arranged.

You're going to go to prison.

That's what's going to happen.

You're a son of a b*tch.

It's so obvious now. My friend?

He was never my friend.

He'd come here and threaten me

in my home?

What we've built?

What I promised you, Serena?

What I've promised you!

How did we lose Brazil, George?

I don't understand.

Well, I had to put the land up

as collateral,

otherwise the bank wouldn't

roll over the loan.

Because that's what he's doing.

He's going to make us sell

and we're going to lose it, Serena,

everything.

Our future.

Everything that we talked about.

Why didn't you tell me about the land?

Well, I didn't think

that it would matter.

How was I supposed to know that he

was doing back-door deals with Kephart?

We promised

to tell each other everything.

- I didn't want to frighten you.

- I'm not that kind of woman.

The only thing that frightens me

is the thought that you don't trust me.

I'm sorry.

I told you what he was

on the first night, George.

He's jealous of me.

He's trying to destroy what we have.

Well, we're running out of time.

He said he's already

making up the paperwork.

Then we have a real problem.

I go to prison, it'll be over for us.

Then solve it.

He betrayed you, George.

He was never your friend.

Keep the horses back,

Campbell.

You hear me, boys?

Let Mr. Pemberton and Mr. Buchanan

set up on the orchard.

Come on. Get! Come on, now.

The bear's hunkered down

in them trees, Mr. Pemberton.

- Dogs will flush him out in no time.

- Thanks, Mr. Galloway.

Get, get! Come on.

Go get him. Come on.

Did Serena

take the news well?

Yeah, well, she's handled worse

than this, hasn't she?

Keeps her pride.

No matter what other people say.

Well, did you see that?

What...

Help!

Come on! Help me get him!

We need help over here!

We got a man down!

- Chaney...

- One shot. Rifle.

Sheriff.

We were set up on the same line

and the bear had come in between us

and by the time it had crossed through,

he was in my crosshairs.

Anyone with you?

No.

You see anything, Campbell?

No, I didn't see nothing, Sheriff.

Well, looks like your shot hit

dead centre of his heart.

Pretty amazing accident.

You and Buchanan got on, did you?

He was my best friend.

Take the body downtown.

I'm going to have an autopsy done.

You got anything to add?

It was an accident.

How do you know that?

He ain't a good enough shot

to do it on purpose.

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