Skinny, I did practically
the whole damn thing myself.
The Roberts boy carried
some wood for me, but that's all.
What's all that wood?
I'm building a porch here so I can sit
of an evening and smoke my pipe...
...and drink coffee and watch the sunset.
Came all the way out here just to see her?
Them whores...
...been humping all them cowboys
that been to town the last two weeks.
Shit.
We got our railroad barons.
We got cattle barons.
You're gonna be the first billiard baron.
They been humping up and telling
every bowlegged one of them...
...they're paying $1,000
to whatever son of a bitch...
...kills the two boys that cut up Delilah.
Those cowboys are riding that beef
down to Kansas and Cheyenne?
How long? All week?
I didn't hear nothing till last night myself.
The word's probably got
all the way down to Texas by now.
Nobody's gonna come clear from Texas.
You sure they got all that money?
Women can lie. Knock them around,
ask where it is, they say they got none.
They could've squirreled away that much,
the five of them.
Maybe.
That much?
You could run off them two cowboys.
I could run off them whores.
I guess they'll just up and run anyhow,
them two.
They'll stay out there at the Bar T.
Close to their friends.
Oh, shit, could be nobody won't come at all.
Well, got to go. I like your house.
Well, I'll be....
It's Will.
Come on in the house out the sun.
Sally, see to Will's horse.
What you doing here?
Just thought I'd drop in on you.
We ain't bad men no more.
Shit, we're farmers.
Should be easy killing them, supposing
they don't go on down to Texas first.
How long has it been since you fired a gun
at a man, Will? Nine, ten years?
Eleven.
Easy, huh?
I don't know that it was all that easy
even back then.
And we was young and full of beans.
I mean, if you was mad at them...
...if they'd done you wrong,
I could see shooting them.
We done stuff for money before, Ned.
We thought we did.
All right, so what'd these fellows do?
Cheat at cards? Steal some strays?
Spit on a rich fellow? What?
- No, they cut up a woman.
- What?
Cut her face, cut her eyes out,
cut her fingers off, cut her tits.
Everything but her cunny, I suppose.
I'll be dogged.
Guess they got it coming.
Of course, you know, Will...
...if Claudia was alive,
you wouldn't be doing this.
I don't suppose you'd look in
on my youngsters next week?
Got some hogs they're trying to separate.
How long are you gonna be?
Two weeks, I guess.
This Kid, what's he like?
Three ways?
I see you still have that Spencer rifle.
And I can still knock the eye out
of a bird flying, too.
Jesus, Will.
He must be moving right along.
We'll come across him tomorrow, I reckon.
Got to get used to my bed.
This ain't going to be like no home.
That ain't the only thing I'll miss,
I'll tell you.
Hell, I'm sorry.
Don't fret it. It ain't nothing.
She don't like it much, does she...
...you riding off with me?
Gave me the evil eye.
You know, Sally's Indian and...
...Indians ain't over-friendly.
I don't blame her.
I ain't gonna hold it against her.
She knew me back then.
She knew what a...
...no-good son of a bitch I was.
She ain't allowing that I changed.
She don't realize I ain't like that no more.
- You know women.
- I ain't the same, Ned.
Claudia, she straightened me up.
Cleared me of drinking whiskey and all.
Going on this killing...
...don't mean I'm gonna go back
to the way I was.
I just need the money.
Get a new start for them youngsters.
Remember that drover
I shot through the mouth...
...and his teeth came out
the back of his head?
I think about him now and again.
He didn't do anything
to deserve to get shot.
At least nothing I could remember
when I sobered up.
You was one crazy son of a bitch.
No one liked me.
The boys all thought
I'd shoot them out of pure meanness.
You ain't like that no more.
Eagle, he hated my guts.
Bonaparte didn't think
too much of me, either.