The Last Outlaw

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..The Civil War

..Changed everything.

..Before the battle

..Of Bullrun,

..I was a boy.

..Before Gettysburg,

..I was a man with hope.

..Before Appomattox,

..I was a soldier.

..And then came defeat.

..So we hit the Yankee

..Where it hurt.

..We robbed his banks

..And were hunted as outlaws.

..I was still a soldier,

..Fighting for the cause

..That others had surrendered.

..Graff was my colonel,

..And I followed him.

..He kept us moving forward

..When the pain of

..Looking back was too great.

..Then came that day

..When I first understood

..That Graff would stop

..At nothing.

..The whole world had

..Become his enemy,

..And we were trapped inside

..Graff's dead soul.

..Once I saw that, I knew

..I had to make a choice...

..And that the killing

..And the dying...

..Had just begun.

Hyah!

Otis, get off

there.

Boys, get out of there!

They're here.

I want some men on top,

both sides of the bank.

Quit talking!

Come on!

Run! Tell everyone

I shoot first.

We hit 'em as they get

off their horses.

Keep your heads down!

Deacon, you head up

down the street.

Get your boys

across the road.

Tell me when

everyone's in position.

You've got to

do something.

There's money

in that bank.

There's people

in there.

They ain't gonna

get into the bank.

We'll hit 'em

as they dismount.

Here they come.

One foot in the stirrup,

one in the ground.

Whoa.

Ya!

Ya!

Please, don't shoot!

Shit.

They know we're here.

How many posse,

boy?

I don't know nothing

about no posse...

Sir.

Now, what

the hell is this?

Tie his skinny bones

to the window.

Come on, move it.

Tie them all to the windows

and make their faces show!

Knock down these beams

and clear this railing.

I see some

posse out there!

They gotta come out

the front.

There ain't

no back door.

No good, no good.

Whoa hoo!

Good day.

We got it all.

Yeah, ha ha!

Hoo hoo!

Dynamite, brother.

Dynamite?

What the hell

are you doing, Graff?

Take some men.

Get out back now!

Saddle up, boy.

You're gonna

burn these people?

They didn't

do nothing.

Don't you ever

question me, boy.

Saddle up.

He's got dynamite!

Oh, god! Oh, god!

Get on out of here!

[people screaming]

Please let us out!

Don't leave us here!

He's got dynamite!

Let's ride!

Ya! Ya! Come on!

Let's ride!

Get the tellers!

Get the tellers out of there!

Get 'em out of there!

Move it!

Ah!

Loomis!

Loomis is hit!

I got you, bastard!

Dynamite!

They're

getting away!

Sheriff, you're letting

them get away!

Not for long.

Gotcha.

Come on, now.

Hyah! Come on!

Come on!

Come on, come on!

All right. The posse's on our ass.

I can smell 'em.

Inventory.

I got one

went clean through.

Bullet busted

two of my ribs.

I took one in the leg.

Bone ain't broke.

That's what I got

a horse for.

Let me see your leg, boy.

It's just a scratch.

We gonna have to

leave you, soldier?

No. I can ride,

Graff.

I can ride.

I'm good.

Ammunition.

I got 11 .36

and 23 45.40.

16 12 gauges,

18 45.40's.

9 .45 colts,

23 45.70's.

31 45.40's,

and my knife.

I got a handful of bullets,

about 30 bullets.

Potts.

Count 'em.

I got 20 45.40's

and 8 44.40's.

He's two less than 30.

I got 12 45.44's.

Eustis?

Give Loomis 20 rounds.

Loomis is hit

pretty bad.

Maybe we should

tend to his wounds.

Stop means dying, boys.

We kick back here

for awhile,

We can tend

to yours, too.

Tending?

I'll show you tending.

Get up!

Here are them bullets.

You ain't gonna leave

me, are you, Eustis?

No, I ain't

gonna leave you.

I can see

you're hurtin'.

Try to get some miles twixt us and

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