Previously, on "Billy the Kid"...
How come groups of rich men get to decide what's right and wrong?
Who lives and who dies?
That's a betrayal of America.
We have information Tunstall wants to open a bank here.
If you don't do something about closing that bank
stop this Englishman running his store,
Mr. Catron has no option than to remove you two from the equation.
You're an embarrassment to yourself and to this business.
Go on. Pull the trigger.
You never know who's next.
Find out because I need to know who the hell is Billy the Kid.
How can I get to him?
-Go, go, go! -That's it, Billy!
-That's Dulcinea. Who's with her? -I heard she's engaged.
You wanna come with me?
-Ana! -Papa.
-You pay. -Put that down, old man.
If I want, I'll have my way,
not just with your daughter, but the whole world.
There is no hiding the fact that we are now effectively at war
with Mr. Murphy and The House.
The last thing I want is a shooting match,
but if it comes to it, we have to be ready.
I know Tunstall keeps some of his stock at d?ck Brewer's ranch.
His cattle and his horses.
-I say we raid 'em. -Raid 'em?
Jesse Evans and his gang are killers.
They gotta think we're easy meat.
It's not exactly what I wanted to hear comin' from you.
This is Buckshot Roberts.
He's joined us. An amazing sharp-shooter.
-What's your name? -Tom O'Folliard. Billy's my hero.
I've come a long way to join his gang.
Jesse Evans is a real danger to us.
I came to ask you to stop working for Murphy.
He's as crooked as the Devil.
And who are you? f?ckin' Archangel Gabriel?
Yeah.
-What'd you find out? -He has smallpox.
He's in a hospital in Las Vegas.
-Great. Maybe he'll die. -Sure. And maybe he won't.
-So? -Perhaps,
someone should pay him a visit and remind him of the facts of life.
I see what you mean.
It's always nice to get visitors when you're stuck in hospital.
Bring some flowers or something.
Smallpox ward.
Glad we agree.
-Over there. -Howdy Sheriff.
Anything I can help ya with?
Not really, Mr. Brewer. You see, I'm here to shut down this illegal bank.
Excuse me?
-You have no right to do this! -I have every right.
-This is my legal authority. -Signed by whom?
These proceedings were instigated in a court in Santa Fe
by District Attorney Thomas Catron.
Who also just happens to own Catron Bank and Trust.
This is bullshit!
Sheriff Brady, I want to put this on record.
I do not believe you are serving justice or the people of this town.
It looks like you're working for The House.
Mr. Brewer, my reputation as a law officer is pretty spotless.
I don't show favoritism. My job is simple.
I uphold the law.
Good day. Let's go.
-Want me to try to hit those things? -Yep.
-I can't hardly see 'em. -It's like this.
-How often do you practice? -You gotta practice every day.
Work at it so the gun is an extension of your hand
like pointing your finger.
That's gonna take time.
Well, you ain't got much time, Tom.
It's gonna get messy real quick, so you either practice, work at it,
-or you leave. -I ain't leaving.
I'm with you two.
You can fire with your left hand too, can't you?
I'm never gonna be able to do that!
No. Me neither, Tom.
Come on, let's gather 'em up!
Hey! Get off my property!
Let's go, get out of here!
They're my horses, you goddamn thieves.
Son of a bitch.
Hello, Billy.
Hola.
Here, let me.
Thank you.
Okay, what's wrong?
I don't understand. Why are you so quiet?
I saw you in town the other day with a man.
Sure looked like you were in love with him.
Of course I love him.
He's my brother.
Am I not supposed to love my brother?
Someone said you're engaged to be married.
It's true.
My father arranged my marriage while I was still a child.
A good marriage with the eldest son of a rich Spanish family.
We're supposed to get married next year.
-I've never met him. -That's crazy.
You should be able to marry whoever you please.
You don't understand.
I could lose my future, my honor, if I disobey my father.
Aren't you risking that now with me, here?
Sheriff Brady.
-Mr. Brewer. -I want to report a crime.
Then I guess you better come in.
What do you got for me, Mr. Brewer?
I've been looking after some of Mr. Tunstall's stock at my farm.
And just yesterday, thieves broke into the corral
and stole a number of fine horses.
I see. Did you recognize any of the gang?
I recognized Jesse Evans.
I suspect the rest were part of the Seven Rivers Gang.
Maybe.
I'll certainly look into it.
No.
What do you mean, "no"?
It means you aren't following the law.
And as Deputy Sheriff, I have the authority to insist
that you organize a posse and go and recover the stolen goods.
I'll look into it right away.
Get on to it.
Now!
Mr. Brewer.
"I'm pleased to tell you that our good friend, Juan Patron,
has discovered where Jesse Evans and his gang are holding the horses.
They've set up camp down in Pecos.
Sheriff Brady is rounding up a posse to flush them out and arrest them.
In the meantime, please get well.
Your friend, William H. Bonney."
-Mr. Tunstall? -I got to get back.
-You are going nowhere. -I've got to get back.
You're a very sick man.
Please, you don't understand.
You don't understand.
You don't...
There's the horses.
Now remember, we're just here for the horses.
-Buckshot, what are you doing? -Scatter!
Get the horses.
-Somebody in there's a good shot. -My guess is it's Buckshot Roberts.
I heard he joined the Seven Rivers lot.
Let's go, come on.
Get inside, come on.
Go, take a shot!
Take your shots.
Come on.
Sheriff William Brady. You're in possession of stolen property.
You're surrounded. And this is your only warning.
Nice try, old-timer.
Now!
Go!
Come out, Jesse! Come out now!
You don't wanna die here. You're outgunned.
Come out. It's me!
Okay! Okay. Yep.
Boys, put 'em up.
All right, don't shoot!
Put 'em down, boys. We're coming out.
-Keep your hands up. -Don't shoot.
Keep your hands up in the air.
-Which one is Buckshot Roberts? -I am.
He fired the first shot. He needs to pay.
This ain't over, Billy.
Looks like we win.
It's just the first round.
I'm sorry. You can't be in here.
Smallpox is very contagious.
I'll take my chance, nurse.
Mr. Tunstall.
Here we are.
Good morning.
So, I am Edgar Walz.
I'm the son-in-law of Mr. Thomas Catron.
Now, I believe you know who that is.
-Uh...Who? -My name is Walz.
I represent Mr. Catron, who owns the Catron Bank and Trust.
And is also the major shareholder of The House in Lincoln County.
Yes. I've heard of him.
-Mr. Catron. -A very good start, Mr. Tunstall.
Now I really do need you to concentrate right now.
Because what I'm about to say to you is all for your own good.
Well, I suppose I'd...
I better listen then, Mr. uh...
Walz. Edgar Walz.
Yes.
Walz...
Like the dance.
Are these your, um...
Your sisters?
-Yes. -Ah.
-They're so pretty. -I thought you said,
that you had something to tell me?
Mr. Tunstall...
You are involved in an economic war with Mr. Catron's clients,
the owners of the Murphy store in Lincoln County.
It's a well-established business,
and you have set your heart on making it bankrupt.
The House...
is a corrupt...
illegal and criminal organization.
I don't want to waste your time.
So I'm going to make you a good offer for the sale of your business.
Now, Mr. Catron is a very reasonable man. He won't cheat you.
We'll give you a fair price for your stock,
your herds and your real estate.
And in return?
You get rid of your employees and you leave Lincoln County.
It's as simple as that, Mr. Tunstall.
We are going to court right now,
to expose the fraudulent and criminal activities of The House.
Well, unfortunately, there is no court in New Mexico
that will ever, find against Mr. Catron.
And that's a fact.
What if I refuse your offer?
You'll be killed.
You have 24 hours to give me an answer.
-Señorita. -Señor.
-You're alone. -Si.
I want you to come meet my father.
Shall we go?
Welcome.
Are you nervous?
You'll be fine.
Papa, this is William Bonney.
Otherwise known, I believe, as Billy the Kid!
Nice to meet you.
It's my honor, sir.
Please come in.
I could have never imagined I would be here talking to a famous outlaw.
Life is strange, Mr. Bonney.
-Do you want something to drink? -No, thank you sir.
My daughter tells me that you've abjured the outlaw life?
Mr. John Tunstall offered me a good job, and I took it.
John Tunstall, the Englishman. Yes, I've heard of him.
Stories.
He seems to be in a quarrel with Major Murphy.
Of course, I don't involve myself in such matters.
What about faith, Mr. Bonney?
Do you have it?
I've seen enough to know there's no one up there looking out for me.
I had a friend once...
Something really bad happened to him.
He lost his faith in God, he said.
He never went to mass again.
And when he was on his death bed, I went to see him.
I held his hand. And I asked him, "Are you still an atheist?"
He looks up at me and said, "Yes, still an atheist.
Thank God."
Please.
Come in.
Sit, please.
Why are you interested in my daughter, Mr. Bonney?
-Truth be told, sir? -Por favor.
I love her.
And I wanna marry her.
Oh, God.
These are all my ancestors.
And they would never approve of this.
Sir, America is a new country.
And the Americans don't rightly hold on to a lot of the old traditions.
In some ways, I agree with them. Others, I don't.
But when it comes to whether a woman should choose who she wants to marry
I'm with the Americans.
I think your daughter deserves that choice.
Welcome back, John. Good to see you.
How are you feeling?
Well, a lot better than I was feeling, Mrs. McSween.
I can tell you that much.
-Want some help? -Oh, no. I can manage.
After you.
Sheriff Brady and his posse, including Billy,
arrested Jesse Evans and five members of his gang
and locked them up in the cellar jail in town.
-They still there? -Mhm.
But we got news that they are arraigned to appear in court,
on several counts of theft
and the attempted murder of a Sheriff in the course of his duty.
When?
About a week's time.
The law has finally acted against The House.
I mean, we ought to celebrate.
Yes.
I think I ought to go home.
I still feel a little tired.
Yes. Of course.
Why don't you go home and get some rest.
-I'll come tomorrow if you like. -Very good.
Yeah. I don't get it.
Why don't you want this trial to take place?
It's what we've been fighting for.
Well, I've had time to think things through,
and I think this trial will only make things worse.
But I have a plan.
A plan that might actually put an end to this war,
even before it's really started.
It involves helping Jesse and his gang escape from jail.
What? Why would we do that?
Hear me out, Billy.
If we can spring Jesse and the others from jail,
then I believe it could lead to some sort of accommodation
between us and The House.
We could end the fighting and share the many economic opportunities
that I know exist right here in Lincoln County.
Murphy's ready to make peace?
He knows The House is in a lot of trouble.
He needs new partners, new investment.
I truly believe that this...
gesture of good will could change everything.
And I truly wish I could share in your optimism, Mr. Tunstall.
But I know Jesse Evans, and gestures of good will mean nothing to him.
I do not support this plan.
I have given you a second chance in life, Billy.
In return, I expect your loyalty.
Papa, may I join you?
Please. Sit.
What were you thinking about?
About your mother.
And how long we have been married.
And how much I've taken her for granted.
Did you like Billy?
The outlaw?
Come, daughter, walk with me.
He wants to marry you.
Did he say that?
Mhm.
And I think he means it.
And what did you say?
I told him about our ancestors.
And let's say that he made me see them in a...
completely different light.
How do you mean?
Listen, child.
Were you in love with her when you married her?
I was in love with someone else.
I have never told this to anyone.
Did it make you unhappy, being forced to get married?
It devastated me.
But time went by and I forgot.
We were so young.
And the more I got to know your mother,
the more my respect for her grew and my admiration,
because she is an amazing woman, an incredible wife,
and a magnificent mother too.
But it's wrong.
Everybody should be free to choose.
And no one has the right to tell you who to marry.
I do love you, Papa.
Billy? What you got there?
Presents for y'all, courtesy of Mr. Tunstall.
Now wait a minute! You can't do that.
-For you too, officer. -No, this is for all of you.
Mr. Evans. John Tunstall.
Think of it as a, uh, a peace offering.
What the f?ck is goin' on here, Billy?
We're gettin' you out.
No way.
Yep. Mr. Tunstall wants it that way. He wants to make peace between us.
This is f?cking crazy.
Jesse.
What in the name of God is going on here?
Tunstall said you gave permission for him and his friends to come in.
Did he indeed?
Take the prisoners back to the cells
before I lose my f?cking temper and lock all of you in the cells.
Can I talk to you for a moment?
I think you'd better.
-Now... -Move!
What's this all about, Mr. Tunstall?
Now, Sheriff. I'm willing to overlook the theft of my horses,
but these men will still be tried for attempting to shoot you.
And, uh, I'd be grateful...
if you would overlook the incident.
We both know that Mr. Murphy will be relieved to get his men back.
I want to try and end this feud, make peace with Murphy.
Now you can understand that, can't you?
I don't want it to look like an inside job.
I'll have most of my deputies removed for the night.
You'll have to break in.
That work for ya?
You're doing the right thing, Sheriff.
Don't insult my intelligence, Mr. Tunstall.
Okay. Now listen up.
You five, you're going to double back,
ride into Lincoln without being seen,
and then you're gonna spring Jesse Evans and his gang from the jail.
Here are the horses you can use for their escape.
You know there'll be a shooting war.
You saw all those guards.
Sheriff Brady has promised me that most of them will be off duty.
And uh, you'll find ways of breaking in.
-Why would he do that? -I made him a very good offer.
After you break them out, you head to d?ck Brewer's ranch.
This escape will be the start of a new relationship between my business
and Murphy's business. I hope you're up for this, gentlemen?
It means a lot to me.
-Don't move. -No, sir.
-You got the keys to these doors? -No, sir.
-But there are rocks left outside. -Rocks? What you talkin' about?
So it don't look like an inside job.
Plenty of rocks.
Nice work, Billy boy!
Come on, let's go.
Thank you.
Hey, Jesse.
I want you to know this is a sincere attempt by Mr. Tunstall
to make peace between the two sides and end the war.
He wants Riley and Mr. Murphy to know that he has no intention
of driving The House out of business.
The way he sees things, Lincoln is big enough for two businesses.
No sense us fighting and killing each other.
So, from now on, we co-operate or at least co-exist.
What exactly made him change his mind?
He got real sick in Las Vegas.
Thought maybe he was going to die. He reconsidered some things.
I'm gonna take a leak.
-Hey! -Hands on the table, new friends.
-Sit the f?ck down. -Get off me.
Or do I have to kill Mr. Brewer here?
-Take their guns. -What are you doing, Jesse?
Tunstall's a fool. No chance of peace here.
This ain't a game, kid. This is war. And you're on the wrong side.
All right. Everyone calm down.
No need for any more violence. Right?
Why not?
We got the kid right here, at our mercy, Jesse. Now's our big chance.
C'mon, Jesse! What are you afraid of?
Yeah.
Come on, Jesse.
I ain't afraid of you, Baker.
No one kills Billy in cold blood.
No one!
Just shoot him.
Come on, just shoot him!
Right.
Now we got this tied up.
We take the horses.
-Then we split. Right? -Right.
What you going to say to Riley now, huh?
Well, I'm gonna tell him that we're winning the war, Baker.
What are you gonna tell him?
All right, boys, let's go. Come on.
We've had our breakfast.
Goddamnit!
Fuck.
You can go in now.
You have a son, Charlie.
A son? Are you sure?
Yes.
You want to hold him?
Is that alright?
Yes.
He's yours too.
He's so beautiful.
Yes.
What do you want to call him?
If it's all right with you...
I'd like to call him Billy.
I'm so happy.
And I'm scared.
Don't worry.
Everything will work out.
I love you, Charlie.
Close your eyes.
Get some sleep.
Friends.
Mrs. McSween.
Judge Wilson.
Gentlemen.
Well...
We tried. That's the main thing.
I wanted to bring peace. I wanted to avoid war.
Unfortunately, the other side doesn't want peace.
All right then, this is war. So be it.
I have the best, most honest and decent people around me.
If we have to fight, we have to fight.
That's the way things get done out here.
I'm not a fool. I knew what I was taking on.
And I am not running away now.
So, let's "cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war,"
as Shakespeare put it.
And I have no doubt, that we shall emerge victorious,
and that we together will take The House down.
My friends, let us drink to it.
Let us drink...
-to victory! -To victory!
Billy...
I want to apologize to you.
I forced you to support my ridiculous plan,
without even having the decency to explain things to you.
What things?
While I was in the hospital, I was visited by someone,
a significant player in this whole business,
who told that me that if I continued my war against The House,
I would be killed.
I panicked.
My courage deserted me.
How come you've rediscovered it?
By forcing you to go along with my stupid plan I nearly got you killed.
But you were prepared to stand up for me, though you knew the danger.
I owe you a great deal, Billy.
You reminded me of the value and the power of true friendship,
and I will forever be in your debt.
Is that from Shakespeare too, Mr. Tunstall?
If you want me to be a partner in this,
if you want to be victorious, you need to trust me.
We have a war to win.
It starts tomorrow.
Thank you.
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