Seraphim Falls

This programme contains some strong language and some violent scenes.

(HORSE NEIGHS)

(GUNSHOT)

(GROANING)

(GUNSHOT)

(GROANING)

Well, definitely got him.

It's a gut shot, but, uh...

Got him pretty good.

You didn't even take his rifle.

Horse run off though.

Clearing up some. Better get a move on.

Let him bleed.

If he keeps going down,

he's gonna get some distance on us.

He ain't going nowhere.

We let him bleed.

(GROANING)

Ah!

(GROANING)

(HORSE NEIGHS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GRUNTING)

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

(GASPS)

(GROANING)

(SHIVERING)

Well, let's just get paid up and be done with it.

He went in.

Yep. There's no tracks on the other side.

He done gone over them falls.

Ain't no body.

Well, he weren't in that water to -

There ain't no body there. Ain't gonna be no body.

There's always a body.

You expect us just to conjure him?

I expect you to find him.

That's what I'm paying you for.

(SHIVERING)

Ohh!

(SHIVERING)

(GROANING)

Stay, stay.

(SHIVERING)

Ah!

(GROANING)

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

Y'all smell that?

(GROANING)

(HORSES TROTTING IN BACKGROUND)

(GRUNTING)

Don't touch it.

He's double-backed on his tracks.

Hayes, you and the kid follow those two.

Pope, you take that one.

Mr. Parsons, you wait here.

I'll take this one.

He's not far, so watch yourselves.

I got his gun.

He ain't bleeding no more.

Yes, he is.

(GRUNTING)

(SHIVERING)

Uh!

(GRUNTING)

(WHISTLES)

(GRUNTING)

Where's Pope?

It was at 10 feet and be ready.

He's here. Remember... If you kill the son of a bitch, you will not be paid.

Extremities only.

(GUNS COCKING)

Aw, hell.

Lord almighty.

What did he do to Pope?

Mister, who the hell is this man?

Get the horses.

We have him now.

Must be part Injun or...

Wolf.

Eat a man like that.

He didn't eat him.

Let's go.

Hey!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GRUNTING)

(CLICK)

GIRL: Just what in the hell do you think you're doing?

I guess it makes sense.

Finished off by a young 'un.

I ain't no young 'un,

and I don't care to hear you say another goddamn thing.

Now, come on out of there

and put your hands out in front of you.

Come on.

You been shot...

Trying to steal somebody else's horse, I reckon.

I'd say you need a new line of work, mister.

Nathaniel!

Ugh!

Nathaniel! Come on.

Agh!

Lean on me.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(HORSE NEIGHS IN BACKGROUND)

(GROANING)

Who is he?

Horse thief.

But he's hurt.

I'll pay for the horse.

You best rest yourself.

Paul will be home after a while.

He'll decide what to do with you.

No more tracks, Carver.

Trail's gone cold up there.

(GROANING)

Your sister...

She don't take kindly to thieving.

Plenty of time for that when you grow up.

See that?

Yeah. Still bleeding.

Hey, there's, uh,

there's something else down here.

Take a look.

Yeah.

What'd you see?

Charlotte!

We caught him trying to steal Red.

He's hurt.

Shot.

Who are you, mister?

I...I do some trapping.

A bit north of here.

Must be quite a bit north of here.

Go on to bed.

I, uh...

don't expect you shot yourself.

No.

No.

Somebody after your hides, hmm?

Fringin' on your territory?

I couldn't say.

You come down out of that pass...

without a horse up here?

A man without a horse is generally a, uh...

dead man.

I reckon so.

So I don't take kindly to a man

trying to steal mine.

Like I told your girl...

I'll pay for the horse.

It's only...

about 6 days' walk from here to town...

as I recall.

I'll pay you twice what you...

paid for her.

If you can pay...

why don't you just walk yourself down there, hmm?

Well...

(JINGLING)

I'd rather not.

Nothing there.

Not a goddamn thing.

I'll go down there and take a look.

No. We're done here.

We'll follow the ridge.

That's 16 days.

17 in all...

At a dollar a day.

You'll get your money when we find him, not before.

What do you mean?

You saw.

That trail ends down at the end of that ravine.

'Cause he never went down the ravine.

We follow the ridge.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Ohh.

Ohh.

Oh.

Come here.

I'm Gideon.

You don't talk much, do you, boy?

You know...

It's not considered polite...

to shoot a man who's sleeping in your house.

Now...

get on back to bed.

(CRIES)

Where is he?

Who the hell?

I'm doing the asking here.

I've got business, woman.

Now lie to me...

and I will fire this place with you and your'n in it.

Now, where is he?

Must have left at first light.

We done got here at first light.

Damn fool.

Were he able-bodied when he come here?

No.

You give him supplies?

A rifle?

No. He had a pistol.

Picked that off of Pope after he killed him.

You give him a horse?

No. Ain't no horse for that one.

Mister, I don't know where you come from...

but we helped a shot mongrel of a man,

and he's gone away in the night,

and that's all we know.

You lying son of a bitch.

Uh!

What did you sell him?

What did the devil get for his money?

Aah!

(CRYING)

Ace!

Aah!

I ain't paying you to play with women folk.

(CRYING)

Tell me about the man who came here.

If I think you're lying...

I'll kill your brother and hand you over to Mr. Hayes.

He was here.

He left after that.

Stole a mare, it looks like.

What about that gold?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I took it.

He was sleeping.

I took it from his bag.

I only wanted a gun...

to protect us.

Son...

Nobody can protect nobody in this world.

Sooner you realize that, the better.

Hey.

Pope's horse stays.

Hmm. Well.

You son of a bitch.

No wonder he don't talk much.

Too busy thinking.

Well...

Yeah.

How do you write "wife?"

Kid...

it's w-h-o-r-e.

Don't much matter how you spell it,

woman ain't gonna be yours

lessin' you're paying her for the night.

You pay her to be sweet to you, kid, that's all.

Don't ever mix up money and love.

(LAUGHTER)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(COCKS GUN)

Toss the pistol.

What do you want?

I'd have thought that was obvious

seeing as how I've been shooting at you.

Keep them hands out.

Turn around.

Why are you doing this?

Seraphim Falls.

I don't know...

However...

Turn around.

I wanna see your face.

(WHISTLES) Uhh!

(MEN YELLING IN BACKGROUND)

(MEN RUNNING)

What?

Double watches the rest of the night.

(CLANGING)

Whoa, whoa.

We'll be on him before long.

He was here today.

Watch the sides.

Make sure he didn't break off and cover.

Uhh!

Uhh!

(HORSE NEIGHS)

(COUGHING)

Ah, Jesus Christ.

(GROANING)

Still breathing.

We better get this thing off him.

(GROANING)

(GUNSHOT)

Parsons, see about that horse.

Well, we got some discussing to do.

Right here and now.

We didn't negotiate based on tracking no killer like this.

You're being well-paid...

For 18 days on a 30-day commission.

A few of us is already dead.

Can't say I'm surprised.

Man we're after preys on the weak and unprepared.

I'd advise you to take this as a warning.

What if we just decided to take that as our walking papers?

You are, of course, free to do that, Mr. Hayes.

You will, however, do it without the assistance

of my horse on which you sit.

Am I clear, gentlemen?

We'll keep on.

But we want to split the pay that's due them that's dead.

Done.

Now we got distance to cover.

Our man makes it to the low country, we'll likely never see him again.

You wouldn't catch me complaining about that.

(CHATTER AND LAUGHTER)

Morning, stranger.

We didn't figure any transients this far up.

(SIGHS)

Just passing through is all.

You need some whisky? We got some whisky.

Shut up, Horace.

I can't say as I'm looking for whisky.

But I sure could use some food.

(CHUCKLES)

Looks like you boys have got other things on your mind.

It would have been helpful if you hadn't seen those.

Well, if you ain't planning on eating,

I'll just be getting on.

'Fraid I can't let you do that.

(HORSE NEIGHS)

You see, we's fugitives from the law.

They catch us...

they're gonna string us up.

Horace, you don't get quiet,

I'm gonna hang you myself.

It don't much matter to me.

I'm just looking to be left alone.

Same as you.

Hmm?

So I'll be on my way.

You look powerful familiar, mister.

I know you?

Mmm.

I doubt it.

I'll be damned.

That's one of McClellan's boys up there.

Aren't you gonna kill him?

Huh?

Waste of a bullet.

He's so banged up and hungry,

he won't make it to town anyway.

Lost both his sons...

in one day at that goddamned bridge.

I seen it myself.

Yeah?

But nothing touched him.

Not a scratch, not a splinter.

They say he killed over a hundred men that day alone.

Him? Nah.

Hey, you use some of that money

and get yourself some spectacles.

Ha ha ha!

Still, Virgil, the way you shot that tailor,

I thought you'd be itching to do it again.

Itching to get out of here.

Let's get going.

Damn right. Let's go.

Don't ever go chasing after that man.

You don't shoot him, I swear to Christ I will.

Can't be letting no stranger

or whoever the hell you think he is

just walk into town and tell authorities where we gone.

Let's go. Come on.

Take care of it myself.

Horace!

Horace, come on!

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to stop walking.

That may be, boy...

Best just going back on 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.

(HORSE NEIGHS)

You're a fool, boy.

I told you to let me pass on.

Hey!

There was three of 'em.

Two of them went on up.

One went down that way.

Look familiar, gentlemen?

Figure it's him that done it?

Of course it's him.

Who else would be dropping folks like owl pellets on these hills?

If he's got himself another horse,

we won't catch him before sundown.

Then we oughta move down valley then.

He won't be heading toward Carson City.

Let's get off these cursed hills.

You two can go on without me.

What?

This boy's been wanted for six months.

He's worth 250 in Carson.

It's a damn 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's all yours when the ride is done.

No less than 120.

And you don't have to ride with a stinkin' corpse neither.

All right.

You sure?

You go on, get yourself killed.

I'm done.

Ahem. OK.

(HORSE NEIGHS)

Let him earn that 250 the hard way.

Ain't never gonna make it to town without a horse.

I told you boys.

Them horses are mine.

You can water your mare.

She looks hard-ridden.

Mercy to the beast is blessed in the eyes of the lord.

He sees your sin!

(MEN YELLING)

I know you.

Well, well, well, looky here.

Boys...

we caught ourselves a real live notorious criminal.

250 for that horse-thievin' varmint.

You ought to have known better than to steal

from the Bar-H.

Old man McCleany don't take kindly

to losing horse flesh like this.

Uhh!

You want another one?

Fuck you.

(ALL YELLING AT ONCE)

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.

Be obliged if we could take water here

and then we'll leave you to your work.

Yeah.

Lewis here will show you where.

(SIGHING)

Help yourself, patty boy.

Shut up.

Got to piss. I'll find you.

You going to hold it for me?

Patty boy.

Ahh.

I said shut your goddamn mouth!

He's gone.

God.

How in the hell?

MAN: All right, you two.

SECOND MAN: Yes, sir.

Come to the bridge.

MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY

All right. That way.

Idiots.

MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY

Uhh!

THEY SPEAK NATIVE LANGUAGE

Go check on them other two.

I want them out of here.

I thought you weren't interested in horses, mister.

I'm not.

I think it's time you told me

what you are interested in here.

Nothing.

Nothing.

All right. I like that.

Uhh!

Like I said, I'd be obliged for some water

and we'll be on our way.

Suppose you just be on your way then, huh?

HE COUGHS

Get up, you big baby!

Get your gun!

Let's move.

Pilgrims, you arrived just in time.

May we offer you shelter and fellowship?

Uhh!

We can pay if you have some food to spare.

The Lord is bountiful.

Our best stew is a week in the pot.

And finer every day.

Come.

Reckon we ought to camp somewheres else?

'Fraid the word of God will spoil your digestion?

Mmm. Never was much for scripture.

Nothing to fear, Mr Hayes.

Them's just words.

Ain't no God out here.

Say, how'd you come by that scar on your neck?

Injuns?

Them savages?

No, it was worse.

Mormons.

Praise be to God and a good rifle.

He answered my prayers and not his.

Well, you oughta have a talk with your god about that.

Figure he oughta be more careful.

You being the chosen folk and all.

Well, it could be he was careful or...

I'd be dead.

So you figure God was on your side, then.

He's always on the side of the righteous, son.

If you don't mind, I...

I'll take this here.

Help me digest that fine stew of your'n.

Play something for our guests, children.

No hymns.

Are you ready?

No damn hymns.

Up, up! Everyone up!

CHEERING AND WHOOPING

MUTTERING

HOOFBEATS

HORSES NEIGH

Goddamn preacher.

Did that to yourself.

Why don't you mind how you talk to me?

Just you and me out here now.

You go for me, you don't get paid.

Anyway, the noise would make that head

of yours split clean through.

Much obliged.

Don't you ever threaten me again, boy.

Understand?

Check your weapon.

Aw, shit.

Goddamn missionaries.

Thievin' bastards emptied our guns.

I told you we ought to camp someplace else.

Long as I've still got the one for him...

I guess it don't much matter.

What the hell were they doing out here?

A certain kind of decision.

Once a man makes it,

he can't end up nowhere but here.

HE GROANS

HORSE WHINNIES

MUTTERS

You go now.

Go now.

MUTTERS

What kind of animal'd have done that?

Shit.

Hell, there ain't no...

Aarrrh!

Get off the horse.

Easy now.

Easy now.

Get off the horse.

Toss the gun over here.

Just do what he says, Carver.

Just do it.

Uh! Uh!

HORSE WHINNIES

On your knees.

Now.

Ain't you gonna ask me to spare you, Captain?

Ain't that what cowards are supposed to say?

Just as well.

Cos I ain't planning on it.

Toss that knife over here.

I ain't gonna let you try anything

before I send you down.

Finish it then, huh?

Not so fast.

I've been hunting you for...

Ohh, I don't know how long.

No sense in rushing it now.

The war's over, sir.

Has been three years.

Won't never be over.

What's war?

War.

War's men fighting, you son of a bitch.

That weren't war what you did.

It was orders.

Orders you gave, Captain.

Yeah. There we go.

All right, Danny.

Your turn.

Hit it around the edges.

Nice and hard.

Watch your fingers.

Get your balance.

Get your balance. Put that leg over.

Nice and hard now.

Now you're getting it.

Now you got it.

There you got it.

BANGING

Swing it about you.

BANGING

HORSES NEIGH

Danny.

Get off this land!

Ma'am, we have it on good information

that this is the home of Colonel Morseman Carver.

He's my husband.

Is he here, ma'am?

No.

He's not here.

Search the house, Lieutenant.

Yes, sir. House. Barns.

Show them the hard hand, boys.

Check upstairs.

Cellar's clear.

Where's the colonel, ma'am?

SHE SPITS

Mind yourself, Lieutenant.

Where is he, ma'am?

Fire the barns. Leave the house.

No, stop!

Rose!

No. No!

No, no!

Hey!

Where are your men, Colonel?

The war's over. You know the war's over, Captain.

MEN YELL

Where are your men?

I released them...

Months ago I released them!

And the cannon?

Shot it all to hell.

Abandoned in Atlanta.

Get your hands off me!

Yankee, stop!

No. My baby!

Please!

Let go!

Let go!

Jesus.

No!

Rose!

No!

Let go of me!

Danny, no!

Danny! Danny, come back!

Ohh!

No! SHE SOBS

Danny! Danny, come back!

Oh, God. I got to help her.

You said the house was empty.

You...you...

Son of a bitch.

God damn you to hell.

God damn you to hell.

You said the house was empty!

Orders, captain.

'You burned that house...'

and them in it.

Your turn now.

All they that take the sword...

..shall perish with the sword.

Aah!

GRUNTS

Enough! Enough!

Ah!

MUTTERS

40 miles to Red Rock City.

You head over that ridge,

you'll be all right.

You keep coming after me...

you ain't gonna find nothing but torment.

Uhh.

GROANS

You will pay for that life.

Or you will pay with yours.

I'm gonna fill my skin...

and water the horses...

and then I'll be leaving.

That there is life.

Nothing around here is free.

Ain't got no gold.

You can look for yourself.

How to value a man's life.

How about... >

one for another?

The black one is good.

Leave him...

and you may go.

THUNDER

Blessed be the Lord, my strength.

He teaches my fingers to fight...

and my hands to war.

Amen.

Come on.

Leave me be, old man.

HE LAUGHS

That your horse?

No.

CLICK

It's yours.

COINS JINGLE

Go as you wish.

That which is yours will always return to you.

That which you take...

will always be taken from you.

That's for the water, not the horse.

GRUNTS

Man could die out here if he's not careful.

Oh.

I didn't see you come up.

That's cos you keep looking behind you.

Perhaps you'd be interested in a little ration

of Madame Louise's cure-all.

Of course, some say it's the demon rum

in a fancy bottle...

but it'll cure what ails you.

Well, uh...

Thank you kindly.

But I'm afraid...

ain't no bottle gonna sort out my troubles.

Oh, you men.

You're always choosing a gun over a remedy.

Don't really much matter what I choose.

Got no money either way.

Oh, hell.

I never let that stand in the way of making a deal.

What's wrong with that .44?

Nothing.

How old's the animal?

I don't really know.

Steal her, did you?

Not exactly.

Spoken like a true sinner.

Well, hell,

don't matter much out here.

Man's gotta do what a man's gotta do, right?

Yep.

I suppose we best fix you up.

Cost you the horse.

Well...

I reckon I ain't getting out of here anyway.

Hell, I'll even throw in a bottle of the curative.

Hmm.

Hey!

Don't forget your curative!

Uhh!

Look at that sun long enough,

you'd go blind.

Or worse.

Mad.

The hell you want?

I'm just a humble peddler

offering a cure to an ailing world.

I ain't looking for no cure.

Why, that's just what your friend said.

Is that what he's calling himself?

What would you call him?

Somebody who could use a taste of that Colt of your'n.

Tell you what, stranger.

I got three thirsty animals over there.

I'll trade you this here steel

for that water you got.

What do you say?

Got us a deal?

Yeah.

Just the one shell.

You're looking for more?

I reckon not.

Time was...

you said your war was over.

Only the dead know the end of war, Captain.

Go on.

Finish it.

I believe it's up to you, son.

Rose.

Rose.

Forgive me.

Come on.

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