Part One

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CHARLOTTE:
Vin. Vin, where are you? Vin? Vin, quit teasing me, now.
VIN:
Aah!

CHARLOTTE:
Aw, it can't be fair that I'm this happy. I just don't want to be the cause of anyone's sufferin'.
Especially not...his. He's had plenty enough.
VIN:
If you want to go back, I ain't gonna try and stop you.

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JD:
Who's comin' in?
CHRIS:
Looks like Richmond.
JD:
Been out there all night?
CHRIS:
Afraid so. Any sign of 'em?
RICHMOND:
She's gone. That bastard took my wife.
CHRIS:
Well, I get the feeling it wasn't a kidnapping.
RICHMOND:
He took her. He's a dead man. Come on.

CHRIS:
Oh, boy.

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O'SHEA:
Those sodbusters are gonna plant a bloomin' garden on my property. Where are those blasted
gunmen I paid for?
HAPPY:
They'll be here soon enough, Dicky.
O'SHEA:
True.

POWDER MAN:
Blind hoss stickin' in a big mud hole doo dah, doo dah can't touch bottom with a 10-foot pole
O'SHEA:
Hey! I'm short on patience, see? How long?
POWDER MAN:
Depends. You want 'em scared or dead?
O'SHEA:
Which is quicker?

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KATIE:
Here. Give it to me. oh, here it comes. Gimme a high one.
MARY:
I brewed it till the spoon stood up on its own.
GERARD:
Thick as mud? Perfect.
MARY:
Ohh...
BILLY:
Got you.
MARY:
Hmm...
GERARD:
This is what it's gonna be like, you know.
MARY:
What's that?
GERARD:
Our lives..together. If you accept my proposal. I know. I promised not to pressure you.
MARY:
No, no, that's all right. I'm just...thinking.
GERARD:
About the newspaper?
MARY:
Yes. But it's more than that. It's... the town. I've just worked so hard, and... we've been trying to build something really special there-- a safe place that people can call home. That'd be hard to say good-bye to.

GERARD:
Mary... I love you. I want to be with you. And I want to be a father to your son.
MARY:
Well, I can't think of a finer man to raise my son. But this is a very big decision, and, uh, I think I need some more time to think about it.
GERARD:
All right. All right.

[tuning fiddle]

BUCK:
Heh heh. Throw it to me. throw it to me. I got the ball. I got-- come on. Come on. Get it. Go get
it. Quick! Quick. Look at those two. They're like brother and sister. Oh so, Chris, tell me... how
much longer you reckon we're gonna be stuck here?
CHRIS:
Gettin' itchy, Buck?
BUCK:
Oh, yeah. This place is peaceful as a prayer meetin', and I miss the smell of beer.
CHRIS:
I'll bet you do. Well, let's give it till morning. I still don't think we've seen the last Dicky O'Shea.
BUCK:
All right.
BILLY:
Hey Chris, what's this wire?


CHRIS:
Get away from there!
POWDER MAN:
Goin' to run all night
CHRIS:
Stay inside the wagons!
POWDER MAN:
Goin' to run all day. Bet my money on the bobtail nag somebody bet on the bay.
MAN:
Aah!
O'SHEA:
Ho ho, Powder Man. Ho ho.
POWDER MAN:
Ouch.

GERARD:
You ok?
MARY:
I think so.

JOSIAH:
Everybody, ok? You all right, Son?
EUGENE:
[groans]
JOSIAH:
All right. All right, now. Are you all right? We're all in one piece.
NATHAN:
Fiddler.
MARY:
Billy?
GERARD:
Katie?
MARY:
Billy, where are you?
GERARD:
Katie!
BUCK:
I've got Katie here.
GERARD:
Katie!
MARY:
Billy!
BUCK:
All right. It's all right.
MARY:
Ohh! Billy!
BILLY:
Mama! Mama! Ma!
MARY:
You all right?
CHRIS:
Nathan, when you can! I need help!

NATHAN:
Ok.
CHRIS:
Everyone stay inside the wagons.
BUCK:
You all right, JD?
JD:
Cowards! Why don't you show yourselves and fight like men?!

BUCK:
JD, calm down.
JD:
Shut up, Buck!
O'SHEA:
You're between a rock and a hard place, Lads. Hand over that deed and save yourselves.
JD:
Come on, show yourself, cowards! Show yourself. Fight like men. Fight like men!
NATHAN:
Hold on. Hold on. Hold on. Stay with me.
GERARD:
Will... we need to decide.
RICHMOND:
Decide, then.
JACK'S WIDOW:
We're no match for dynamite. We should leave while we can.
GERARD:
You can pull out if you want to, but this is our land. And I intend to stay right here.

JACK'S WIDOW:
If we give the man the deed, he'll let us go free.
CHRIS:
Don't count on it. O'Shea won't want to leave any witnesses. Hangin' on to that deed could be the
only thing that keeps you alive.
GERARD:
Then we're agreed?
MAN:
Agreed.
SECOND MAN:
Yeah, agreed.
WOMAN:
Agreed.
GERARD:
We will not be driven off our land by outlaws.
[all agree]
BUCK:
We sit here, they'll blow us all to hell. Let's take the fight to them.

JD:
Yeah. Let's see what they're made of at close range.
CHRIS:
All right. Sneak out of here and find out what we're up against.
GERARD:
You hear me, Dicky?! we will not be driven off our land by outlaws!
O'SHEA:
Worse than boots in a bog, this lot.

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VIN:
You oughta know, my bag's always packed. I ain't one for settlin' down.
CHARLOTTE:
Think that's gonna scare me off?
VIN:
And I ain't no farmer.
CHARLOTTE:
I know who you are, Mr. Wild and Woolly.
VIN:
Somethin' else I ain't told you about me yet.
CHARLOTTE:
Say what you want. My mind's made up about you.
VIN:
There's a price on my head, for a murder I didn't do.
CHARLOTTE:
Well, then you're innocent... which is a lot more than can be said for me. Vin, you are the kindest, boldest, most exciting man I've ever known, and I will go to Mexico or Brazil or anywhere you want to run.
VIN:
I been to Mexico.
CHARLOTTE:
Then Brazil it is.

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EZRA:
How's the fiddler?
FIDDLER:
[very weak]
...than... Nathan... Nathan, don't let anybody take this land.
NATHAN:
Mm-hmm.

FIDDLER:
I want you to have my land. I want you to have my land.
NATHAN:
No, I wouldn't feel right about that. No, no. No.
EZRA:
Nathan... the man is facing his final summons. Give him whatever it is he wants.
NATHAN:
He wants to sign over his share of his homestead to me, and I don't feel right about that.

EZRA:
Well, you never deny a deathbed bequest, or his-- his soul could be condemned to wander the Earth in search of another recipient.
NATHAN:
Oh.
EZRA:
Gentlemen.
JD:
Well, we got 'em matched man for man, but they got plenty of guns-- Remingtons and Winchesters alike.

BUCK:
And dynamite. We head straight at 'em, they're gonna pick us off like ducks on a pond.
JD:
If I was, O'Shea, I'd hit now while we were down. I don't know what he's waiting for.
CHRIS:
We figure out a way in there, your people willing to fight with us?
GERARD:
I don't know. They're still reeling from the last attack.
MARY:
But they didn't come all this way to quit.

GERARD:
I know. You're right. We'll be ready whenever you need us.
CHRIS:
All right, that's it, then.

ALICE:
Oh, it's Josiah! Josiah!
EUGENE:
Josiah!
JOSIAH:
Ohh!
ALICE:
The thought of you out there made Eugene's skin get up and crawl all over him. Are you all right? Did they get you?
JOSIAH:
I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm-- I'm fine.
ALICE:
Ohh! Don't you ever disappear on us again. We get inconsolable with worry.
JOSIAH:
Well...
ALICE:
I'm so glad you're all right!

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CHARLOTTE:
Vin?
[bushes rustling]
CHARLOTTE:
Vin? Vin, quit teasing me, now.
MAN:
Hello!
CHARLOTTE:
Aah!
[men laughing]
CHARLOTTE:
Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah!
MAN:
Whoa. Whoa. There's 20 gunslingers just over that hill. You fire that thing and that shot will surely bring 'em runnin'.
VIN:
Who you ridin' for?!
MAN:
Calls himself Dicky O'Shea. We're the reinforcements to help keep them sodbusters off his land.
CHARLOTTE:
That's my husband's land.
MAN:
Then what are you doin' with him?
VIN:
Mind your own business! You all right?
CHARLOTTE:
I'm fine.
VIN:
We gotta go back.
CHARLOTTE:
I can't go back. I'm scared. I don't know if I'll have the strength to leave again.
VIN:
We gotta go warn 'em. Come on.

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EZRA:
[sighs]
Sad day. You know, it's times like this when the fiddler's mellifluous strings will be sorely missed. You know, someone should do something to... honor his memory.
NATHAN:
I suppose so.
EZRA:
You know, this is just a thought, but...perhaps you could build something on the land he bequeathed. A shrine or a... A business in his name.
NATHAN:
This ain't about you and that damn saloon, is it? Lord, you got no shame, Ezra.
EZRA:
Actually, I was envisioning a medical facility, but if you're not interested...
NATHAN:
You want to build a hospital?
EZRA:
Yes. In which, instead of being an itinerant sawbones, you would be a full-fledged practicing physician. Think about it.

NATHAN:
Hmm.

JD:
[gasps]
BUCK:
You're gonna clean the metal right off of that thing.
JD:
Buck. You know better than to walk up on a man with a gun.
BUCK:
You nervous, Kid?
JD:
No.
BUCK:
Only a fool wouldn't be nervous. That's what'll keep you alive.
JD:
You know when those, uh... when those bombs went off earlier, I... it didn't matter how fast I was or, uh, how brave I was. It was just dumb luck that I wasn't standing right where that fiddler was.
BUCK:
Well... you'll still be dumb tonight, so your luck ought to hold out.
JD:
I'm serious.
BUCK:
I know. I know.
JD:
I could go and get myself killed, and I'd never have a chance to... ride with the Rangers, never
have a chance to see San Francisco. Hell, I could make Casey a widow before I've even have a
chance to marry her.
BUCK:
I don't know about the Rangers... but at least Casey can console herself knowing your true feelings.
JD:
Not...quite.
BUCK:
You mean you didn't tell her how you felt about her?
JD:
No, I was, uh... I mean, I was planning on it.
BUCK:
[clears throat]
Well, you know soldiers, they pen letters to their sweethearts... to show them that they were
thinking about them. You might want to take that lesson. You can write, can't you?

CHRIS:
Buck! JD! Let's go.
BUCK:
Let's go.

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MARY:
Chris, wait.

CHRIS:
You back for good?
VIN:
Come to warn you. O'Shea's hired 20 new guns. They're right on our heels.
JD:
20 more guns? This will get interesting.
BUCK:
We got time to take out O'Shea and his men before they get here?
VIN:
Doubt it.
RICHMOND:
You got 5 seconds to get off my land.


CHRIS:
Drop the gun.
RICHMOND:
This don't concern you, Larabee.

CHARLOTTE:
Will, this is not gonna change anything.
JOSIAH:
All right, now, fella... we're all in this together.

VIN:
Let him go. Mister, this ain't the time. If you want to keep these people alive, we got work to do.
MARY:
Charlotte, come with me. Let's get you cleaned up.
CHRIS:
Josiah. Find me as much powder as you can.

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CHARLOTTE:
Ow. Oh.
MARY:
Here, let me.
CHARLOTTE:
I expect you consider me a loose woman, runnin' off like did.
MARY:
I don't judge you, Charlotte.
CHARLOTTE:
Then you'd be alone in that.

MARY:
Charlotte, this life is harsh enough. If you get a chance at happiness, I'd say grab it. Because you never know when it may come around again.

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NATHAN:
How about lending a hand, Ezra? Uhh!
EZRA:
So... you given any more thought to gracing this wasteland with a proper medical facility?
NATHAN:
Why don't you quit blowin' smoke and say what you really want, 'cause I know it ain't a hospital.

EZRA:
Why, Nathan, you doubt my sincerity?
NATHAN:
You better believe it.
EZRA:
All right. There's gold in that ground, and the anticipation of it is burning a hole in my stomach.
NATHAN:
Ezra, this is not your land. It never was, and it never will be.

EZRA:
Ohh! Ohh!
NATHAN:
Yep. That works.

EZRA:
That's not kind. Not kind at all.

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JD:
Buck, give me that. Buck, give it to me!
BUCK:
"Dear Casey, how are you?"
JD:
Give that to me!
BUCK:
"I nearly got myself killed today. Got me thinkin' how much I miss fishin' with you"? What is that?

JD:
What?
BUCK:
What? You're not holdin' hands with your sister here.
JD:
I know that.
BUCK:
Well, women like love talk.
JD:
What-- love talk? What's this love talk?

BUCK:
Well, I'll tell you. It's something like... "I love the taste... of your rosy red lips... and that sweet honey nectar... ooh. That sway of your hips."

JD:
Buck, that's awful. Give me that.
BUCK:
That's pure gold. Gotta remember that.

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O'SHEA:
Well, it's about time.

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EUGENE:
Right here. Over here!
JD:
Here! Billy!
[kids laughing]
JD:
You can't catch with your face.

CHRIS:
Thank you.
MARY:
Maybe coming on this wagon train wasn't one of my better ideas.
CHRIS:
Well, to tell you the truth, without you, I don't think we would have made it this far. You're a special lady.
MARY:
I've decided to marry Gerard.
CHRIS:
He's a good man.
MARY:
Yeah. I think a boy deserves a father growing up.
CHRIS:
So do I. Billy seems to get along just fine with him. What about you?
MARY:
What about me?
CHRIS:
Do you love him?
MARY:
[sighs]

CHRIS:
A little bit?

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CHARLOTTE:
What do you see out there?
VIN:
Quiet so far. Here, have a look. What do you see?

CHARLOTTE:
Hmm. I see... Brazil. But it's fading. I don't know how much longer I can see it.
VIN:
Don't quit on me yet, Charlotte. We'll get there.