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Cottonmouth (2025)

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Cottonmouth (2025)

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Now Father,

I'd be remiss

if I didn't say a few words.

Out on the trail,

Ed and I were strangers

sleeping cold nights on nothing

but a blanket of cow dung.

Ed knew everything.

He took me under his wing.

Now I've seen this man

fight off wolves.

I've seen him nurse calves

back to strength

when we didn't think

they had a fighting chance.

And well that's 'cause

this man right here,

Ed, had a big heart.

I demand admittance.

Ed Dantes,

we are here to arrest you.

Now, now there must be

some sort of a mistake.

There is no mistake. Ah!

Y'all look beautiful

tonight, by the way.

-Now hold on a second.

-Now listen.

This man is not

who he says he is.

His real name

is Mr. Bill Gatlin.

-Gatlin?

-Uh-uh. I have

a bounty confirmed

by the Pinkerton's Agency.

Hold on. Lemme see that.

-Stop!

-Now, just stop struggling.

He can plead

his case in court, sweetie.

I promise.

-Sophia!

-No.

I'll come back.

Ed!

Don't give us

any trouble, Gatlin.

-Come on now.

-Sophia!

I'll come back.

You never really know

who someone is.

I will get

to the bottom of this.

I promise you that.

Ah!

Ah boy.

That water tastes good.

Real good.

Hey, don't get

any ideas now, okay?

Come on. baby.

Well, will I see a judge?

Oh yeah, there it is.

Billy...

when are you going

to take me to the judge?

Come on, Billy. You know me.

Don't you see Eddie?

I am the hammer.

Out here,

the Marshalls do not roam.

Those that pay get their way.

I bet like--

like most cattle fellas,

you probably started out

as a 13-year-old butt boy...

worked your way to the top, huh?

-Please.

-Now past ripe age,

a grown man

and not a penny to his name.

Not worth it right now.

You son of a b*tch.

g*dd*mn it, my horse.

Now you know

it's only 15 for cadavers.

He's just resting.

Come here, honey. Ah!

Ah!

-So, who he is?

-Eddie.

You know this is

Dr. Victor Kane.

He's a true innovator

in human reform.

Reform?

Yeah.

Anybody gonna be missing him?

No. Not this one.

All right.

Well, y'all have fun.

Well, either get up,

boy, or lick my boots.

Oh Lord.

Hmm.

Who are you?

You play five card draw?

I know the hands.

Knowing the hands ain't playing.

Where did you get

these cards?

I used blood to draw

the diamonds and the hearts.

And the spades and the clubs?

What's your bet?

Well, you dealt your hand

from the bottom.

What are you gonna do?

Fetch your sheriff?

Let me guess.

You're an innocent man.

Damn right I am.

Well... regale the tale, amigo.

Start from the beginning.

We got nothing but time.

There's a saloon

in the town of Ingalls.

A De-Leon, an oasis

for weary travelers.

But if the De-Leon is an oasis,

my Sophia is the water.

Her mother Valentina

snagged a plot in the land race.

Those two women built the only

house of elegance from mud.

Stop it.

It wasn't easy though.

-It had to be tough.

-Get out.

Mama? Mama? Mama. Mama.

I just finished my last drive.

I was getting married, so,

my friend, Frank, and I

rode to the town of Ingalls

for the ceremony.

You cheat!

Yeah Dantes.

Where have you been?

You said stick to the road.

Ooh. No, I didn't.

I said you stick to the road.

All's fair in love and w*r, Ed.

Yes sir!

Remember, this is

a classy joint.

Oh, I got class,

I mean, they're singers

not wh*res.

Well, if they're singing

for pennies,

imagine what they would do

for a dollar.

When the wedding bells

were ringing

On a moonlit night

The church was decorated

All within was

g*y and bright

Her mama had...

Billy Dunn's Inn was

the closest lodging

to the saloon.

A man could board there, gamble,

drink till your heart's content

and even bed

the working girls, if you want.

Wasn't my scene though,

but Frank took to it

like a bead of honey.

Amigo, you are on the precipice

of making

a very difficult decision.

Which one of these ladies

would you like to bed,

Ed?

You have some fun.

Don't be late for my wedding.

And this is your buddy?

Hmm. Keep going.

Yoo-hoo!

Ladies and gentlemen,

the Dunn Inn's latest trophy,

George Bitter Creek Newcomb.

I bagged him today.

Billy fancied himself

a part-time bounty hunter.

Two dollars for a photograph.

I, my friend, will take two,

one for me

and one for my friend.

A souvenir as your last night

as a free man.

All right now. Have we met?

The name is Ferrin.

Gimme that all time attention

Gimme that...

-I am thrilled for you.

There is a lot of potential

at that saloon

and those kittens.

They could use the help.

Could be a nice attraction

at your saloon.

Well, you'll have to talk

to Valentina about that.

Of course.

Now get in there.

It's your turn. Come on.

Not with the body.

Very well. Very well.

Here we are.

Let's see if you can

outshine them, huh?

That's gonna be dirty.

Darn it.

Water!

-I can't take this.

-All right.

-Gentlemen.

-He's dead now for sure.

-Yes, he is

-Billy Dunn?

He is the one.

He framed me,

barged in on my nuptials

and claimed I was wanted

under the name Gatlin.

Gatlin.

That's right.

Oh, I knew a Gatlin,

tall eastern dandy type.

A real con man.

Type to carry a

.32 in his pocket.

Hustled cards

all over the territory.

He say he is always had

a one-eyed jack up his sleeve.

You snotty little sharper.

Liquors, lies, and ladies,

that's his world.

Some advice

for a happy marriage,

keeps scum like him

away from her.

You knew him?

Oh, I knew him as a man

not to play cards with.

Wait a minute...

do you-- do you see

what's going on here?

You got the saloon,

you got the inn,

you got a great woman.

I can assure you

I am a scoundrel.

No, we are talking

a fine claim, man.

Sophia will be the first

real family I've ever had.

This woman, a saloon, this land

it's everything I want.

Yeah.

You got a nice setup here, Ed.

Thanks again for being here.

I am going to go for round two.

Easy now.

-Why don't you fetch me a drink?

-Mm.

Did you enjoy

your trip to the saloon?

Yes.

And Sophia,

she is the most incredible

woman I have ever seen.

Makes me wonder, how did

she end up with a putz?

Now wait a minute here.

-I thought Ed was your friend.

-Yeah.

Yeah, Ed is my friend,

but I've always viewed him

to be somewhat of a stiff.

-Ah!

-Now one thing's for certain.

He does not deserve

a dime piece like Sophia.

Now I got a good mind

to stick around

after the wedding

just to make sure she's

fully as satisfied.

Hmm.

Now that one...

that one can go all night.

I know.

She's my sister.

It's okay.

I'm a businessman first

and a brother second.

And you run

a very fine business, Mr. Dunn.

Oh, well thank you.

It seems like

the cattle business

-is treating you quite well.

-Well, I have--

-Hmm?

-Hmm.

Truth be told, I made

more money in cards.

It is just funny because

I dabble in other trades myself.

-You do?

-I do.

-Such as civil arrest, you know?

-Mm-hmm.

-Bounties?

-Mm.

Hmm.

You've heard of

the Pinkerton's Agency?

Uh-oh!

You have. I can tell you have.

Well, I subscribe

to their catalog

to receive updates

on criminals at large.

Take a look

at these photographs.

Look at this.

You know there's always the

big toads in the puddle.

You know what I mean?

Your Robert Leroy Parkers

and Harry Longabaughs.

Now they are Wyoming criminals.

But my, you'd be

surprised how many

he takes to the territory

for a fresh hole in the wall.

I'll make 5,000

off of Bittercreek.

Yeah.

Well, you are

a very wealthy man, Mr. Dunn.

I am blessed. I am.

Well then, how about this one?

Bill Gatlin...

six feet, two inches tall,

black hair, blue eyes.

Three-hundred-dollar reward?

Nuh-uh. No.

Dal may look like a halfwit,

but he has a real good shot.

Ferrin? What is that? Irish?

I'm just kidding.

I know you don't

know that.

Hey, should we drop

pretenses now, Mr. Gatlin?

Hmm?

-If you insist.

-Very well then.

We get a lot of your

types around here.

I mean, I am happy

to oblige safe harbor for you.

Don't get me wrong.

But you just--

You need to meet

the going rate, okay?

Mm? Mm? Mm?

Hmm.

Now there is a lot more

than $300 in that bag.

You can stay

as long as you'd like.

Now I have a question for you.

I see it.

What is it?

If $300 buys you safe harbor,

what's the going rate

to make someone... disappear?

You are a velvet deer,

Mr. Gatlin. I know.

Call me Frank.

Very well. Frank.

Grief can be expensive, so...

Grief can be expensive?

Mm.

However... grief can also be

a very powerful aphrodisiac.

Frank, set me up.

It's okay son.

We've all been made fools of

at some point in our lives.

It looks like our talk has

awakened new passion in you.

Vengeance.

Well, well, well.

Look at two of you boys,

nestled up like

a couple of pigs in a pen.

Come on. Get up.

Just do what he says.

Backs to the bars, boys.

Get them shirts up now.

Let me get a deep breath here.

The f*ck you been smoking son?

sh*t. Deep breath, son.

Deep breath.

That's what I call

some good vitals.

All right. Here we go.

Got some medicine for you.

Get your shirt down, boy.

You boys behave now.

Listen, we got a minute

before this kicks in.

Whatever you do,

try not to eat the slob.

There's something in that

stuff that makes you weak.

-Yeah.

-Hold it in your mouth

or try to throw it up.

Just don't eat it.

-Okay.

-Okay.

You gotta survive.

-What's your name?

-Ed.

I'm Abe.

Yeah,

they smell the blood.

You know,

some folks think that

vultures is a bad omen.

I think they're

a noble creature, don't you?

I mean they feed

on the dead but they don't k*ll.

Not like us.

We k*ll to eat.

Don't we, Ed?

Knock, knock.

Hello, Norman.

Don't you look right as ever.

Sure am glad to see

the snakes didn't get you.

You know, sometimes

they seek the warmth

on these cool nights,

but they don't tend

to be aggressive

unless you box 'em in.

Welcome home, Ed.

No.

Wow.

Well, well, well.

Look at that beautiful marbling.

You ready for some

exercise, Norm?

No, no, no, no, no, no.

-Norm. Norm.

Don't beg. It's bad for him.

He'll catch me.

We're gonna give you

a head start.

Go!

Yep. Me and Duncan here,

we met back

in the buffalo trade.

In my youth, buffalo used

to roll by by the hundreds.

Delicious meat.

Really f*cking stupid though.

Ain't that the truth?

And crows can make 'em jump

off cliffs by the hundreds.

Didn't make this some

good sport, did it?

Duncan's the best hunter

I ever met.

He can hunt a bird on the wing.

I mean, going after

Norm ain't much sport,

but he don't care.

-Oh God.

-God?

God was never in Redland.

See you, Ed.

-Help me!

Now look, this bank note,

look at it,

was found in Ed's saddleback.

And that's not all.

When I refused his bribe.

Look at this now.

He nearly strangled

the life outta me.

You see that?

I am lucky to be alive.

Isn't that right?

He has deceived all of you.

I took no pleasure

in the lethality

of my self-defense.

-That's all.

-You m*rder*r! m*rder*r!

-You m*rder*r! You as*h*le!

-It's okay. I understand.

Just-- Just-- Just--

Let go, scream.

I knew him!

I knew him.

Sophia, I share your grief.

I know.

Eat it.

I am sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

You don't deserve this.

Cleaning day.

Ed, your nourishment

is our priority.

Best you enjoy this

beautiful moment of hygiene.

Every once in a while,

I make sure you're

clean and shorn.

Shave?

I'm just f*cking with you.

Hey, don't gimme

no trouble.

Clean him up and throw him

back in his cage.

Happy days, Ed.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Wanna play dice?

You done?

I wanna--

We gotta get outta here, man.

Relax.

Just kidding about the dice.

Why won't they just k*ll us now?

You don't know?

They're fattening us up.

For what?

Victor and Duncan

are eating the prisoners.

Duncan likes to hunt 'em

and Victor gets off on it.

No, no.

I've seen them do it.

That's right.

Oh, how the hell

did I end up here?

You-- You trusted the wrong man.

I've had about

enough of your lip.

Faithful are the wounds

of a friend.

When the hell are you gonna

get control of that saloon?

The girl is still grieving.

-I need more time.

-No!

If Sophia will

not take the bait,

you work on the old bet.

You got that?

Stop screwing her

and start screwing them.

Next time use the knocker.

Now I'm gonna use your knockers.

Knock, knock.

Backs to the bars, boys.

You know the drill.

Deep breaths in.

Well, now you fit as a fiddle.

All right.

Sleepy time, fellas.

Get that shirt down, son.

You know, come think of it.

I'm gonna feed you boys twice

a day for the next month.

Scrappy fellas like yourself,

well, you just need

your fuel, don't you?

Till we meet again.

Till we meet again.

Till we meet again

Easy.

When the moment comes to strike,

we will strike hard.

So help me God,

we're gonna strike.

Duncan, he's gonna be

our biggest obstacle,

'cause even if we break out,

he's got the skills

to track us down.

If you wanna win,

you gotta play the player.

You boys behave now.

You got any stones

with the reach of your box?

Stones? Yes, I think so.

Okay. Hide them in mud.

They'll mistake it for stool.

And when they come

to clean us, you give 'em to me.

Well done.

Backs to the bars, boys.

Duncan keeps the pouch

to the back on his belt.

Inside that pouch...

...there's a nail he uses

to tamp down on his smoke.

We gotta get our hands

on that nail.

Did you get the nail?

Where's the nail?

All right. Get back.

-Looks leaner

than he did before.

How's that possible?

Been feeding him

two times a day.

Well, double it.

You sneaky little--

You know Goliath was

k*lled with just one stone.

You got the nail?

Yes, but it's too large

for the lock on the box.

Well, let's give it a try.

Abe, what did they do?

Leave it. Trying to air it out.

It's too big.

I think I can whittle

it down in the box.

They cut you open.

They took a chunk of my liver

and ate it in front of me.

Easy.

Be patient. Don't do that.

Listen, how many times

must I tell you, patience?

Be patient.

This is a slow play, Ed.

The patient man

is a dangerous man.

Mama, Frank here has a--

a business proposition.

Ma'am, I would like to help...

not just behind the bar

but with some expenses.

I've noticed

the piano needs tuning

and there's

other renovations that

I would be willing to invest in.

Mama, are you okay?

She needs more medicine.

I'll get it.

I've seen you,

you're an easy head

with Billy Dunn.

I don't want your filthy money.

I want you to stay

away from my daughter.

Valentina, respectfully,

I think you misunderstand.

You've been trying to butter up

Sophia to get my saloon.

Well, you will never have

my saloon or Sophia.

When I marry her...

I will have both.

Over my dead body.

As you wish.

Rest easy now.

Mama!

Oh Sophia, it's happened.

Mama!

Victor!

Look at this.

A Cottonmouth.

He should survive.

Clean him up as usual.

Check back on him in a week.

You know its venom is

never gonna leave you.

Yeah.

It's time to play our hand.

You may want

to get the fire started.

Harvest some of Ed

before his flesh starts to rot.

All right, fellas.

You know the drill.

Backs to the bars.

Get your shirt up son.

Well, all righty.

All right.

Show me that neck.

Come on!

Grab the key!

Stick him.

Stick him like a pig that he is.

If we get outta here

fast enough,

we can make it through this.

Shake him!

Shake him!

Come on!

Hey, come this way.

Over here. Watch it.

Come out now...

and I'll make it easy on you.

Hey.

Abe.

We're free.

Listen to me.

Vengeance is a bitter tea.

Don't drink it if you

ain't got the stomach.

Abe. Abe...

I'm guessing

there's a story here.

Who the hell are you?

I heard the shots,

saw the smoke.

I can see there's no

beans in that pot, fella.

Besides I got my man on ya.

What man?

Chacko.

Chacko here can sh**t

the d*ck off a field mouse.

Where am I?

Cherokee Nation,

about an hour's

ride from Tahlequah.

Listen, I'd love to

stay and chitchat,

but we're caught

in a bit of a snafu.

We had a job go sour.

Now a posse has

my associate tied up

about 100 paces that away.

We're outnumbered

and in a time crunch.

So, I'll cut to it.

You either work with us

or against us.

I'm looking for a job.

You do seem like

a capable fella.

I'll fight for you

for one of them horses.

You fight with us,

you keep the horse.

Hell, he dies with us,

give him some gold.

What's your name?

Rather not say, huh?

Hey, you get bit?

Cottonmouth.

Well, that's what we'll

call you... Cottonmouth.

Now, ain't that colorful?

My friends call me Butch.

Chacko get him

one of them horses set up.

Should probably find a place to

stash that loop

before this negotiation.

I got a feeling they're

not gonna be real friendly.

Looks like they picked up

a straggler.

Who's your friend Harry?

Hell if I know.

Speak up, you little wheezer.

You know I can't hear

out of this ear.

Who that?

If I would hide, too cold

Shut him up, Rooster.

He's giving us away.

Rooster.

-Let 'em know we're here.

-They close?

Yep, they're pretty close.

Bring us the loot

and we'll let Harry go.

Now I planned this job

for six months, Cook.

How about we take

our cuts and let bygones be.

We did all the work, Butch.

I don't understand

his management fee.

We had a contract, Cook.

What contract?

Well, we shook on the terms.

That ain't no contract.

Come on man. We're thieves.

That's the kind of deal we do.

They shot Rooster.

-Rooster shot the teller.

-He wasn't listening.

They said no sh**ting.

-Shut up, Vernon.

I'm tired of taking orders

from that cherry picker.

You wasn't even in the fight,

you yella belly son of a b*tch.

Now we know why you insisted

on waiting with the ponies.

Don't give 'em

the red sand, Butch.

They'll k*ll me anyhow.

Shut up, Harry.

Bring us the loot, all of it,

or get ready to bite the ground.

I guess we're doing it your way.

What's Chacko's way?

Oh, he's just gonna

k*ll 'em all.

-Get him.

-Yeah.

This is how you k*ll.

Yeah.

Yeah.

He's right behind you.

g*n's jammed. Damn it.

-Chacko!

-Butch!

Who is he?

Well, we're calling him

Cottonmouth.

He's the one that saved you.

I hate snakes.

So does he.

Back in daddy's hands.

Be still. Be still. Be still.

If you keep the wound

clean, you'll live.

-Harry?

-Hmm.

-He's awake.

-I heard.

Welcome to the Hole in the Wall.

Butch,

did he give you this?

I heard you saved

my man's life.

Where's Butch?

Amongst the willows.

He said he'd give me a horse.

You should not be riding.

Oh, I appreciate the concern.

Thanks all the same.

I gotta keep moving.

-Take this pony,

take the loop,

go wherever you go.

But you might not find

what you left behind.

But if you need

a helping hand, just reach out.

Thank you, sir.

All right.

Now who here would like

to hear my very beautiful,

very pregnant wife sing?

Come on.

Can't wait to meet you.

To the good times.

Now, where were we?

Well, hello.

Come on darling.

Can't you see I'm working?

This young girl is

looking for employment

and as the proprietor,

I am required

to test the merchandise.

I'd like to lay down in our bed.

Oh, I bet you would.

But unfortunately,

the King's chamber is occupied.

You are not exactly fit to play.

Get out.

Frank, are you coming?

Well, I shall intend to.

Now where were we?

I need thee

Oh, I need thee

Every hour, I need thee

Door is open.

I have a job if you'll take it.

Tell me, brother.

What do you need?

There's a saloon

in a road stop called Ingalls.

-Oh, we know Ingalls.

-Yes we do.

It was the hideout

for the Doolin g*ng

until they all got shot up.

I hold a vendetta with the men

who run the brothel there.

-As do we.

-Billy Dunn.

You know him?

Chacko used to ride

with the Doolins.

You want those fellas dead,

it ain't gonna

take much coaxing.

Death can be a kindness.

k*lling a man gives him peace.

The way you k*ll him,

that is how you get revenge.

Joseo, can we just have

a drip of water.

I don't understand

the words you just said.

Speak English.

We got intel on

some liquor Bandidos

making moves near the Red Fork.

We got the Oklahoma side.

If you're willing to help us

block up their passage

on this side,

we'll make it worth your while.

My brother died by the drink.

Tell us where to be at.

We'll k*ll 'em if they come

into our territory.

Our cash was intercepted

at the Red Fork.

You mean the liquor?

I don't know.

A guy in Tulsi Town

said he got his.

Why is it only

affecting our business?

Frank loves decadence.

We vaulted his cash flow.

Next, we infiltrate

by throwing a party.

I hear your saloon is

the finest in the territory.

Isn't that you're an expert

card player?

A masquerade?

I love me a good masquerade.

Well, bring the whiskey.

I won't ever, firecracker.

They should feel the loss

of everything they've built.

I need all correspondence

from the Dunn and Ferrin saloon.

Hurry up, man.

This is an emergency.

Emergency? What's going on?

Well, there's been

a clap outbreak.

That's everything

we got from last week.

There's no whiskey. No johns.

Do something.

You've just--

you don't get your

panties in a bunch, b*tch.

I'll go to the Red Fork

and investigate it myself.

Move aside.

That's no way

to address an old friend.

You the one robbing us?

I'll have the law on you.

Oh, Billy, don't you get it?

I'm the hammer.

Out here,

the marshals do not roam.

Dantes?

Get off that nag.

Now.

Don't hide behind

your horse now.

Get out where I can see you.

Law's only as good

as its weight can go.

Don't you recall?

Those who pay, get their way.

Go on, then.

Finish the job.

Chacko.

Bury him alive.

You slithering son of a b*tch.

See you in hell, Billy.

You must be the Cottonmouth.

My reputation precedes me.

Coats.

Follow me.

You can give your g*n

to Dal here.

Don't worry, boys.

They're safe with me.

Ooh, you look better.

When you wake,

you shall have

All the pretty little horses

Ooh, hush-a-bye

Do you see

something you like?

Frank Ferrin.

You run a fine establishment.

Well, thank you Mr. Cottonmouth.

You sir are a man

of great taste.

Sophia.

Why don't you fetch

Mr. Cottonmouth drink?

-Sure. What would you like?

-Tequila, please.

I see

you've taken a shine.

Now I'd be willing

to work out a deal

if the price was right.

You see my friend,

I am a businessman first

-and a husband second.

-Oh.

Funny how quick the weather

changes in Indian territory.

What you got there, Chacko?

Burying the booty, are we?

Hmm?

That ah, ah, ah.

Dig it up.

Play again.

Show 'em boys.

Four of a kind takes the ball.

I have a queen of spades.

Yet there appears to be one

in your hand on the same table,

What might you be implying?

That there are two queen

of spades in the same deck.

A misdeal.

Well...

...perhaps it is the deck.

Rose, why don't you

fetch us another deck

so Mr. Cottonmouth here knows

everything is all above board.

Yes, Rose, 52 cards

is preferred.

Gentlemen, might I suggest

we take a brief recess?

Yeah.

I'm gonna step outside.

Ed?

You need to leave

before it gets dangerous.

My God.

Drop that shovel. Drop it.

Billy, my God. Is that you?

Oh, Cookie.

You are a sight

for sore eyes. Oh!

Mm. You got a canteen up there.

Give me some of that.

-You all right, yeah?

-I imagine

you two have been

acquainted, huh?

Yeah, we have Mr. Dunn.

I will make sure

you are duly rewarded.

Thank you.

Kind of you, Mr. Dunn.

Now gimme that black-eyed Susan.

Uh-uh.

Chacko, old boy...

the Doolin g*ng runaway.

I can't say I'm not

going to enjoy this.

I will be riding

with my brothers tonight.

But you Billy Dunn, well...

you'll be sleeping

with the snakes.

Listen to you, Shakespeare.

It seems appropriate though.

Hey, let me get them boots.

Ladies, gentlemen,

a gift for Mr. Ferrin.

There is a house

in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

It's been the ruin

of many a poor boy

Oh God I know I'm one

Mr. Cottonmouth...

you my friend

never cease to amaze me.

More surprises are in store.

Please... open it.

Now that there's

a damn fine blade.

Damn fine.

Shall we see what's in mine?

What the hell is this? Hmm?

Is this some sort of a jest?

Who are you?

-No. You are--

-Dead?

Eddie's dead.

It is absurd.

Stranger than fiction.

Etta, Frank carries a .32

in his right pocket.

It's your choice, Frank.

I'll take you to Fort Smith

to confess your crimes

or you can die.

Wow. Wow, wow.

Look at you, Eddie.

Spit shined

and looking big time...

and in such company.

I know the Pinkerton

catalog by heart,

Mr. Longabaugh.

It is a pleasure to meet you.

Carl, that's him. All right.

Where's your old pal,

Mr. Cassidy?

Wait, now.

Let's get some music

for our guests. Hmm?

And I would dare to assume

that your little associate here

is none other than

Miss Etta Place.

This is a relief to me.

See, we have a rule.

If there is to be a g*n fight,

it better be a lucrative

g*n fight.

You two are valuable

dead or alive.

And we already have

one in the hand.

That's true.

Chacko won't be joining us.

Now we're gonna

take two out of the bush.

Why don't we handle this

outside like men?

Mr. Dunn, I do believe

Mr. Dantes has a point.

Ladies first.

Oh.

No! Sophia!

Hey, now! Damn it.

Sophia.

Are you okay?

Come on! Get me a table!

Get down.

Oh sh*t!

Cottonmouth!

Go. Get Frank.

-You all right?

-All right.

But I'm running outta b*ll*ts.

Okay, go.

Dal!

Dal, you all right?

Whoo!

What's the matter, Harry?

You thinking on some regrets?

Come on Harry,

poke your head out.

We'll make this quick.

Cal.

Cal!

You crazy

outlaw b*tch!

She never even loaded it.

Put your g*n down.

Get over here.

Get over here.

-What?

-Whoo!

What is--

What the hell's all this?

-Move!

-No pass.

No pass?

You ain't no Marshall.

So you don't have

any jurisdiction over me.

You poison my people.

This is my jurisdiction.

This is it, Frank.

End of the line.

It's either prison

or you can face me.

Well, let's play knives.

You collect souls like trophies,

men you rode with,

men you've trapped

like a spider.

You win, Ed.

You ready for your last drink?

Spare me my life.

Let me live and I will confess

to everything I did.

Is she alive?

She'll make it.

I sent Etta on.

The way she tended to her...

That little b*llet went

clean on through her side.

And Frank?

I'll settle the rest.

You should lie low for a while.

You ever need a helping hand...

you just reach out.

Thank you.

Stay safe, friend.

Ed.

I prayed so often you'd return.

So what now?

We rebuild.

We'll start over.

We can make this town

everything you ever dreamed of.

That's beautiful.

I love you...

...but I don't love

who you are anymore.

Ed?

A man once told me...

faithful are the wounds

of a friend...

and venom, once in your veins...

will never leave you.

Man can't out ride his sins.

But God willing,

he can keep riding.

Take this money...

make the De-Leon

everything you ever dreamed of.

When the red bud blooms,

I will return.