01x01 - The Greenhorn

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[FIGHTING]

[SALOON MUSIC] ♪

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nsh*t]

MAN: Run mister!

[g*nsh*t]

[c*ck g*n]

[g*nsh*t]

[LAUGHTER]

JAKE: Which one of you

grass-bellied sons-of-g*ns

is treatin’ me to

a shot of whiskey!?

Do you not hear me?!

[LAUGHTER]

[FOOTSTEPS]

Making quite a

story, am I, newsboy?

Front page

Very well could be Jake.

JAKE: Yeah

How’s about a little

compensation for that

fine display of sh**ting,

hmm?

All right.

On the paper, then.

[JAKE GRUNTS]

Watch it, four eyes.

Give me whiskey!

ARTHUR: So

what’s a New York reformer

doing in the Dakota territory?

Arthur Packard,

at your service.

Of The Bad Lands Cow Boy.

Well you’re

assemblyman Roosevelt,

are you not?

Not anymore.

I see.

Done with New York then?

Off to bigger and

better things, no doubt.

With statehood all but

certain, a man like yourself

would be well-positioned

for a senate run.

I’ve no interest in politics,

local or otherwise.

I see.

Well then,

why are you here?

Why don’t we schedule

an interview

sometime next week when

I’m a little bit more settled.

Right,

of course.

On the record.

Oh, uh

we’ve reprinted that obituary

from the Times.

I just wanted to offer

my deepest condolences,

I can’t even begin to imagine

how difficult that must’ve been.

JAKE: Who’s your

friend newsboy?

[JAKE LAUGHS]

Well, he seems well off.

Days are hard for

us cowhands, Mister.

How’s ’bout you treat

a hardworking fella

to a shot of whiskey.

ARTHUR: Hey, Jake how’s

’bout you call it a night?

Oh, he’s tenderfoot.

Huh?

Too good for me

huh?

[OMINOUS MUSIC] ♪

[c*ck g*ns]

Come on

time to treat

Pumpkin Lilly.

Well, if I’ve got

to, I’ve got to.

[PUNCH] [g*nshots]

[PUNCH]

[PUNCH]

[PUNCH]

[JAKE FALLS AND HITS TABLE]

ARTHUR: Oh my goodness,

Mr. Roosevelt,

that was amazing.

I had no idea that you-

[DOOR SQUEAKS]

[ROOSEVELT PANTING]

[PANTING CONTINUES]

JOE: That should be everything.

Though you might be wanting

some ice for that hand.

Oh, didn’t realize

you had any Joe.

JOE: I don’t, not since April.

Summer takes it real quick.

Just thought you might be

wanting it, Mr. Roosevelt.

Whole town’s talking about

your quarrel last night,

and Jake, well he’s,

he’s one of the nicer

ones around here.

Well, I just thought it

a shame to let the brute

mistake my silence for weakness.

Any word from your

brother about my cattle?

JOE: Sylvane cleared Dickinson

yesterday with the herd.

I reckon that puts him here

’round midday tomorrow.

Ah, He’s made good

time from Minnesota.

JOE: Oh, they’re

good stock too.

Better than them Texan

Longhorns to be for sure.

A thousand strong, and he

ain’t lost one of them.

Well,

then our adventure will

be off to a swell start

Morning, Merrifield!

Morning, Mr. Roosevelt.

I’m afraid we got a

matter needs tending to.

Had a few boys survey the

acreage, and it turns out,

there’s already a man on it.

A flea bitten fella,

called Bennet.

And he’s built himself

a bona fide shack, so

he’s got claim.

I don’t suppose there’s

any sense in convincing you

to change your mind.

Certainly not.

Did your men not make

him a fair offer?

Well, they tried.

Once your name was invoked,

he wouldn’t speak

to no one else.

I reckon he’s looking

for a mighty pay out.

Figured you’d wanna

handle it now,

before that herd arrives.

I’ll deal with this, Bennet.

But, I’ve got two men

arriving by train.

Could you meet

them in my absence?

I could.

I guess I didn’t realize

we were going to have

outside help on

this undertaking.

Bill Sewall and his

nephew Wilmot Dow.

Lumberjacks from Maine.

Hardy

kind of like yourself.

Seems mighty unlike between

riding horses and riding logs.

Bill, you’re a fine partner.

But we need managers,

and I trust these

two men with my life.

MERRIFIELD: I wasn’t

questioning your judgment.

It’s just

I don’t know what your

boys are capable of.

And well, cattle ranchin’s

hard business, Mr. Roosevelt.

Good! I have no interest

in cultivated taste

and an easy life.

Though, I could do

with more formal ways

of purchasing property.

MERRIFIELD: Territory is

no place for contracts

and lawyers just yet.

Only the packs of men.

Now, what have we got here?

Howdy stranger,

you just ride on by

without so much

as a good morning?

[g*nsh*t]

[HORSE WHINNIES]

Don’t touch that p*stol.

Now I’m going to ask this once.

Remove that g*n belt.

All right, all right

MERRIFIELD: Nice and easy.

Go on, dismount.

Now,

kindly bring my associate

here that fine horse

I went through to all that

trouble purchasing for him.

Easy

Well

shame to let a would-be thief

back into the world, but

we are occupied at present.

So git!

[g*nsh*t]

[RUNNING FOOTSTEPS]

[MERRIFIELD LAUGHS]

Yeah

no lawyers here

and no law.

Not for a hundred miles.

I wouldn’t trust them boys from

Deadwood to deliver anyhow.

Oh,

this here is Manitou.

Means great spirit,

wise, sure-footed

fast.

Hello Manitou.

MERRIFIELD: Let’s

get you loaded up.

You know

it is a long ride.

Forty miles due North.

Yes, that’s exactly the point.

As far from any wagon

trails as can be.

MERRIFIELD: Well

Just pace yourself, is all.

Plenty-worse things

out there than thieves

if you don’t keep an eye out.

Sometimes even if you do

You pay off that squatter

and me and your

lumberjacks will meet you

there tomorrow with the herd

And

welcome to The Badlands.

ROOSEVELT: Heeyahh!

Heeyahh!

This place sure is something,

ain’t it uncle?

Eh

[g*nsh*t]

An excessively

unattractive little hamlet.

Oh, hold on, no.

This is an adventure, you know?

Adventure’s for daredevils,

hot blood and no wits.

Well, then

’ll probably fit

right in, won’t I?

Yep.

Hey um,

I mean, we best enjoy it

while we can you know.

Mr. Roosevelt says the west is

gonna be gone before

you even know it.

It’ll be lost, like the

city of Atlantis.

SEWALL: Well,

faster it gets to

sinkin’ the better.

Uncle, you can’t just-

New to town boys?

Well,

then I’d say you’re due for a

proper welcome.

Hmm?

[g*nsh*t]

- DOW: No! Don’t!

[c*ck p*stol]

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nsh*t]

[LAUGHTER] Nice shot Billy.

Hey, welcome to Medora boys!

[LAUGHTER]

This is pretty good, actually.

Thanks for the welcome.

Hey, we don’t want no problems.

Come on boys.

Let’s get out of here.

SEWALL: That enough

adventure for you?

DOW: Yeah, I’m

full up for today.

[CHILDREN PLAYING]

[PUNCHING]

Stay down, you filthy mongrel.

Hey you

you must be the

woodsmen then, hmm?

Not that anyone

would know by your

interesting attire.

SEWALL: Yeah, that’s us.

Yeah, Mr. Roosevelt said

to be expecting you.

Well

let’s go.

Herd’s awaitin’.

[FIRE CRACKLING]

[PEOPLE CHEERFULLY LAUGHING]

ISAAC: A healthy baby girl,

Alice Lee Roosevelt,

was delivered yesterday

with great love and care

Theodore, what is this

about your mother?

Is she ill?

Just a bug. She picked it up

going back into

the city, I’m told.

Bamie wrote yesterday with

the doctor’s assurances.

She is resting well,

nothing to fret about.

Then I’ll hold the

fretting and be

only happy for you my friend.

A toast then!

To Theodore Roosevelt,

fearless reformer,

shameless knickerbocker,

and now proud father!

Here, Here!

[TOASTING]

[CLINKING GLASSES]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Excuse me.

Another telegram for

you, Mr. Roosevelt.

♪[SOMBER MUSIC] ♪♪

ISAAC: Don’t tell me it’s twins.

[LAUGHTER]

[FIRE CRACKLING]

[FRANTICALLY RIPPING PAGES]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

MERRIFIELD: Come on.

Let’s get a move on.

Should’ve been to

the herd by now.

DOW: Sir!

Is it supposed to bounce

this much? Because

I am bruising my

hindcorners something awful.

MERRIFIELD: Really?

Now, why would you come

all the way out here,

you can’t even ride?

You know, I’m in a bit

of a conundrum here.

I can’t, for the life of me,

figure why, Mr. Roosevelt,

in all his wisdom,

bring you two logs.

We’re to build his

lodge, or start anyhow.

MERRIFIELD: There’s a

dozen men here could build

a sturdy homestead,

including myself.

So, it kind of

begs the question,

why’d he hire you son?

- Well, I’d say- - I’ve

been asking the same thing.

Truth is,

can’t make much sense,

Mr. Roosevelt’s actions of late.

He’s always had fire,

this is something different.

MERRIFIELD: Something

else, indeed.

A lot of Easterners

lining their pockets

out here as cattlemen,

Europeans too.

Ever since they

cleared them Sioux,

Territory’s been

prime for grazing.

Couse, lots of ranchers

gettin’ rich off it.

Yeah.

And how many that ain’t?

Always some,

but mark my words gentlemen.

I don’t aim on letting

Mr. Roosevelt being among them.

No matter what bumpkins

he brings along.

- Here we go.

- Come on!

We wasted enough time.

[FOOTSTEPS]

[RUNNING]

[RUNNING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[PANTING]

[PANTING]

[FOOTSTEPS]

[PANTING]

[THUNDER]

[DOOR OPENS]

Brother. Elliot!

[DOOR CLOSES]

ELLIOT: There is a

curse upon this house.

How are they?

BAMIE: She’s

beautiful isn’t she?

[BABY COOING]

Your telegram

Where’s Alice?

Upstairs.

She was fine at first.

And the birth always

takes a toll, but

the doctor is with her now.

And what of our mother??

BAMIE: She’s gone Theodore.

It was typhoid.

She went peacefully

in her sleep.

BAMIE: Theodore,

I need you to come with me.

Your wife needs you.

DOCTOR: We’ve done everything

we can, Mr. Roosevelt,

but your wife’s body is failing.

Then get another doctor.

Get every doctor!

I don’t care what the cost-

BAMIE: Theodore

there’s not much time.

You need to go to Alice now.

You need to go to your wife.

What are you saying?

BAMIE: I’m saying

there might not be another

chance to tell her goodbye.

[PANTING]

You look all kinds of

lost there, Mister.

Don’t worry,

you’re in good hands now.

[PANTING]

[PANTING]

PADDOCK: What’s the

matter there four eyes?

You some kinda lung-er?

ROOSEVELT: Just

a bout of asthma.

It’s nothing.

I’ll be all right.

Don’t speak too soon.

Lots of other bad things

befall Rawheels this far out

Lucky for you,

I’d be more than happy

to offer my services.

What services might those be?

PADDOCK: Guidance,

a lendin’ of expertise

E.G. Paddock,

at your service.

I long found that survival in

this land requires a certain

familiarity with its wickedness.

And I assume you’d expect

a fee for these services?

Only what’s reasonable.

What you got on you, mister?

About twenty shells of buckshot.

[LAUGHTER]

Ain’t no self-respecting

cowboy carries a shotgun.

We ain’t much into

hunting small prey.

Well,

I find it quite effective on

large ones as well,

especially when they’re

dumb enough to get

themselves too close.

[g*nsh*t]

MARQUIS: What is the

meaning of this?!

Imbécile téméraire

this is no way to treat

a man of such esteem.

My apologies,

Monsieur Roosevelt.

I’m afraid my associate here

has the temperament

of a rattlesnake

and the manners to match.

I

am the Marquis de Morés,

humbled to make

your acquaintance.

And I assure you,

you are quite welcome here

in my West.

Funny,

I didn’t know it was yours.

You will

in enterprise I mean.

You are joining the beef

bonanza are you not?

If you are to

become a cattleman,

we will soon be in league.

My slaughter house,

my train cars.

I think you will find me

far easier to deal with

than those crooks in Chicago.

Well then

good day gentlemen.

MARQUIS: It is inevitable

we meet you know?

Fated.

Not just out here, I mean

The world

is too small for great

men such as ourselves.

Let us dine together soon,

so much to discuss.

We can help each other here.

Help bring industry and

civility to the Badlands.

TR: I look forward to it,

after I’ve removed a

squatter from my property.

Until then, I have

business to attend to.

Ever on the hunt for greatness.

Au Revoir.

La prochaine fois

choisseisez bein votre cible.

Quelqu’un qui ne

parle pas Francais.

MARQUIS: Happy hunting,

Monsieur Roosevelt.

[MERRIFIELD LAUGHS]

MERRIFIELD: Well gentleman,

there’s your herd.

[CATTLE LOWING]

[CATTLE LOWING]

You’re shorter than I thought.

ROOSEVELT: That’s

buffalo, I take it?

BENNET: Mhmm,

big one.

Lots of meat on them bones too.

I used to hunt ’em

for the Union Pacific,

taste of the West for all you

Eastern types.

[COUGHS]

Yeah, used to be teeming

with buffalo up here.

Two, three years ago

Couldn’t spit without

hittin’ a herd.

Now?

Couldn’t tell you where

to find a single one

Not since you

tenderfoots came and

mass-hunted them into the dirt.

Well

world’s changing.

Time to move on.

Let you have a go four-eyes.

Surely, I cannot be the only man

in the Territory

who wears glasses.

The blind don’t survive

in the Badlands

Now

something you need to know

before we get to dealin’.

I ain’t no fool, Roosevelt.

This here’s my property,

and I expect to be compensated

a fair price.

Name it, Mr. Bennet.

BENNET: Well

I figure uh,

I couldn’t take less than uh

$300.

ROOSEVELT: How about four?

For any expenses you may incur

while relocating your

possessions.

Well

seems she’s all yours.

Whoa.

[DOOR SQUEAKS OPEN]

[FOOTSTEPS]

[DOOR SQUEAKS CLOSED]

Teddy!

I’m here,

Alice.

Don’t you know

that our lives have just begun.

Years spent were so

wonderful, but the ones ahead

are ever so much brighter.

We have a beautiful

baby girl now,

little Alice Lee.

We’ll take her to the house

on Coveneck in the summer,

when it’s finished.

And she’ll play in

the rolling woodlands

and catch frogs near the bay

We’ll watch the

sunrise over the sound,

and we’ll take

her to Tranquility

just down the way,

and we’ll tell her about the

summers that we spent there,

and how we fell in love.

And when she’s older,

we’ll tell her ghost stories

and take her on adventures

the other children as well.

Sons and daughters,

we’ve not yet named.

And they’ll be

filled with laughter

and life

and light

like their mother.

No man

ever deserved your love,

but how I tried

how I will keep trying.

No. Alice. Please.

Alice stay with me.

You must fight,

fight Alice please

Alice

[SOBBING]

Alice..

Alice, no.

[SOBBING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

MERRIFIELD: Dow, get up here.

Dow, come on.

Will

Oh, easy now. Easy.

Next. Get up here.

ROOSEVELT: They’re of

extraordinary stock,

aren’t they?

MERRIFIELD: Well, you

get what you pay for.

I’d say that 26,000 got you one

heck of a herd, Mr. Roosevelt.

26,000?

TR: Yes, Bill.

I’ve never been more sure

of anything in my life.

This will be quite the endeavor.

DOW: But, it won’t be

without some gettin’ used to.

[GROANING]

May we have a word in

private, Mr. Roosevelt.

Yes, of course.

In fact, there’s something

I’d like to show you.

It’s magnificent,

don’t you think?

SEWALL: I think, the man

that christened this place

the "Badlands" hit

it about right.

It don’t look much like

cattle country to me.

Well, everyone here says it is.

And you don’t know

a thing about it.

That’s a fact.

I don’t know nothing.

Don’t change that that’s

the way it looks to me.

TR: I told you when I wrote,

If you were afraid of privations

and discouragements, don’t come.

And I came.

Yes, you did.

I came at your whim,

with Mary’s blessing.

I ain’t decided

whether I’m staying.

Not yet.

Not till you tell me what

we’re doing here Mr. Roosevelt.

I’ve been quite clear, Bill.

We are here to make cattle

ranching, our business.

And what of your life back East?

What are these questions?

You know I didn’t

seek a fourth term.

Politics

are well behind me

Now

why are we here?

Why, to feel the beat of

a hardy life in our veins!

To find the glory of work

and the joy of living!

There’s an unlimited

rise ahead of us, Bill!

A future as bright

as we ourselves

choose to make it!

- Theodore!

What about your daughter?

Bamie can take care of her a

great deal better than I could.

Keep her happy, healthy.

Why

baby Lee,

her life will be

better without me.

What child is better off

without their father?

TR: Her father is gone,

Bill.

She’ll never know him.

The past is the past.

And to dwell on it would be

weak.

You know, I

I met a boy once.

First huntin’ trip to Maine.

Scrawny little kid,

sick all his life.

His cousin warned me,

said that the boy was

gifted with great ambition.

Cursed with a weak heart.

That even if he’s ailing,

he won’t tell ya.

Not till he falls dead

That scrawny kid

walked 20 miles on that hunt.

Wore clean through his shoes and

bloodied his feet

something awful.

Never said a word.

We can play at cowboys

if you want to.

Heck,

we may even become em.

One day or another

you won’t feel as you do now.

When that day comes, well

you’re gonna wanna be

back there somewhere

where you could be more

of a benefit to the world,

and your daughter

But for now,

well

I guess it’s the business

of ranching for us.

- This way.

- Yeah.

We’re here.

Theirs’s certainly was

a duel to the death.

Neither one yielding,

until the very end.

We’ll build it here.

This will be Elkhorn Ranch!

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