Previously on Billy The Kid.
Why are you interested in my daughter Mr. Bonney?
I love her. I wanna marry her.
My ancestors would never approve of this.
I think your daughter deserves that choice.
Mr. Catron is deeply concerned about the financial position of the House.
We know the House is losing money
and we know Tunstall's coming to some of our markets.
I know Tunstall keeps stock down at Dick Brewers ranch.
His cattle and his horses. I say we raid 'em.
Hey! Get off my property, you damn thieves.
I recognized Jesse Evans.
I suspect the rest were Seven Rivers.
And as Deputy Sheriff I have authority to insist
that you organize a posse and recover the stolen goods.
Come out Jesse.
-Keep your hands up. -Don't shoot.
Smallpox ward.
Mr. Tunstall.
We'll give you a fair price for your stock, your herds and real estate.
And in return?
You get rid of your employees, and you leave Lincoln County.
-And what if I refuse your offer? -You'll be killed.
I have a plan. It involves helping Jesse and his gang escape from jail.
What? Why would we do that?
I have given you a second chance in life, Billy.
In return I expect your loyalty.
Mr. Evans. John Tunstall. Think of it as a peace offering.
Don't move.
-Nice work, Billy boy. -Thank you.
By forcing you to go along with my stupid plan I nearly got you killed.
Hey. Hands on the table please here, friends.
You were prepared to stand up for me though you knew the danger.
-What are you doin' Jesse? -Tunstall's a fool.
No chance at peace here.
If you want me as 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.
Sam, go fetch Mr. McSween.
Yes sir, Mr. Brewer.
Sheriff, how can I help you?
-I have something for you. -What's this?
A legal writ against this store. You're gonna have to close up.
This store is no longer trading. You're all gonna have to go home.
Please, go home.
-You can't do this. -The store has traded illegally.
That's for the courts to decide. You known we'll fight you.
You have no chance. You can expect warrants from Tunstall and McSween.
I'm a Deputy. You can't just go over my head.
Your appointment as Deputy Sheriff has been rescinded,
by order of District Attorney, Thomas Catron in Santa Fe.
And I'm obliged to ask you to surrender your badge.
What is happening here? What are you trying to do?
I'm only serving a legal writ, Mr. McSween.
I'm only trying to do my duty and nothing more.
How much did they pay you?
I got to tell you, you too are being investigated for serious crimes.
So, I suggest you mind your manners and keep your mouth shut.
I've heard Sheriff Brady and a posse will arrive here in the morning,
to serve you with a writ and seize all of your horses.
They don't give a hang about legalities.
I see.
Dick...what do you think we should do?
That's up to you, boss.
Billy?
We should defend the ranch.
Protect your property.
We gotta fight 'em.
Billy's right.
We have to take a stand.
One of you should ride into Lincoln and tell Juan Patron.
Tom, go get Charlie and George.
We need every gun we can get. Now.
-Mr. McSween, would you like a gun? -No.
I was a pastor all these years and I've sworn off using a gun myself.
Then you best go home, Alexander.
-We'll manage. -I know you will.
God bless you.
And you.
Let's stack these as barricades.
Block the gate!
Get out of here, unbelievable.
Still got clubs. Let's go. Another hand.
Oh Billy's got no chips left.
Are you okay?
I was just thinking about things.
If you really want to know, I was thinking about my father.
What about him?
Well, he was a...
Well, I suppose he was rather typical
for an Englishman of his class and background.
Highly intelligent, highly principled, very successful.
He set this absurdly high bar for me to achieve,
and then whenever I failed, he found ways to scold and punish me.
I was always desperate to impress him.
That's why I came to live here.
I wanted to create something of my own
that would make my father at least proud of me.
I think that's exactly what you've done.
Is it?
It seems to me that I'm making rather a mess of things.
Mr. Tunstall, you're up against some real mean motherfuckers.
I'm proud of you for standin' up to 'em.
Just look around.
You got some of the best souls in the territory behind you.
Good, honest people.
That alone tells me you're succeeding.
If your father had sense or understanding,
he'd see that himself.
Thank you, Billy.
You are not going to want to hear this.
But I can't put the lives of all these people on the line.
I don't want these honest and decent folk getting killed in my name.
I don't want a show-down. Not yet anyway.
You said we had to stand up to 'em, we have no choice.
Maybe we do have a choice.
We could move the horses before the Sheriff gets here.
I bought another farm near the fort, we can take them there
then figure out the next step
and I don't think the Sheriff will follow us.
No, we can't keep runnin' away.
You think I'm being a coward, don't you?
I don't want you or any of these people to die for me.
I couldn't live with myself.
Now if that makes me a coward...
so be it.
All right, get 'em out.
We gotta clear out before the posse gets here.
Mr. Tunstall thinks the Sheriff won't follow us.
But I ain't so sure.
You two take it in turns to drop back and check.
So, what about your father?
What kind of a man was he?
He was a proud Irishman.
He never wanted to leave.
Just wasn't much left for him there.
Turns out there wasn't much for immigrants in New York either.
-So, you were poor? -Dirt poor.
That's why my parents decided to come west. To find a better life.
Yeah...
Must have been hard.
Mhm.
Somewhere along the wagon trail my father got sick.
He kinda gave up.
Did you love him, Billy?
Your father?
He was my father.
But he quit on me.
I swear to you Billy...
I won't let you down.
They're not here, Jesse.
All right! You think I can't see that?
Let's follow 'em boys!
I don't think we should do that.
Why not?
We're just Brady's posse.
Legally all do is to serve Tunstall a writ.
Seize horses. Not chase him halfway across the country.
We are the fuckin' law!
-We do what we want, boys. -Jesse's right.
That's what we were told to do.
-It's a bad idea. -We gotta talk to the Sheriff.
What is wrong with all of ya?
We all know what we are really meant to do here.
I tell you, my knife is sharp and I feel like scalping someone!
So, let's get after 'em boys!
Boys!
Jesse, these tracks look fresh.
Yep.
-Anyone following George? -No. All clear. Didn't see a soul.
All right.
-You boys hungry? -Yes, and there's our lunch.
-Come on. -Let's go get 'em.
Let's go!
Go on, Billy.
You're the best marksman. Go get us some lunch.
-Come on, Tom. -Mind the horses, Mr. Tunstall.
Let's Go.
-Think we gonna eat today? -If they can actually hit anything.
Ah, shit.
That's Jesse and his boys.
Where's he goin'?
Ah shit. That's Tunstall. He's on his own.
I'm gonna go get him. Wait here.
I shouldn't have left him.
No! Fuck!
Well?
They struck out from Tunstall's ranch around dawn, with horses.
Picked up their trail... and we caught up with them.
-And then? -And there was a fire-fight.
Now we had legal authority to seize those animals,
but they were bent on resisting.
We were afraid for our lives.
Finally, we tracked down Tunstall himself.
We told him to surrender but he just refused.
He fired at us, and we fired back...
And you're saying he's dead?
Yes, sir.
Resisting arrest?
Yes, Sheriff.
In what fucking universe do you find this amusing?
What you've done may have terrible consequences for us.
Don't look so fucking happy.
You gave me hope.
A new life.
I swear on my mother's grave...
I will kill every man involved in your murder...
or die myself in the attempt, so help me God.
We finally got the fucker!
Happy fucking Christmas everybody!
Gentlemen!
Listen up, boys. Listen up.
Today is a great day for The House.
And that is why I want to salute the founder Major Murphy, a war hero.
To Major Murphy.
Where's the music?
Howdy. What's your business here today?
I have a meeting with Mr. Riley at the House...
if it's any of your business.
-What's your name? -My name's Edgar Walz.
I represent Thomas Catron.
Oh.
-I heard of him. -Who might you be?
I'm Jesse Evans.
Oh.
I've heard of you.
They tell me you're a dangerous man.
I like that.
Yeah, well depends on what you mean by dangerous, Mr. Walz.
What I mean is I might have a use for you.
In due course.
I'm glad we met, Mr. Evans.
Call me Jesse.
That's very kind of you.
Now, Jesse...
-May I pass? -Sure.
Lil' prick.
So...
I came to inform you that Mr. Catron is very pleased
with the termination of John Tunstall's interest
in the economic affairs of Lincoln County.
Thank you. It's something that no one wanted,
but the fact remains that Tunstall was a criminal.
It's all been very sad.
However, I must remind you, you are still in debt to Mr. Catron.
And Mr. Catron remains unhappy with the current situation.
Well, I don't understand.
With Tunstall out of the way, things have completely changed.
Do you take me for a fool Mr. Riley?
There's a serious war going on,
and Mr. Catron is very concerned that this Billy the Kid can,
on his own account, inflict serious damage
on your business and employees.
We can handle it.
We've got the guns and The House is a fuckin' institution.
And I think it's about time that you start respecting that, Mr. Walz.
Wanna know how I see it, Riley?
The House is facing imminent financial disaster.
So, in view of this perilous situation,
Mr. Catron is suggesting that you mortgage to him all your holdings
in Lincoln County.
In return, Mr. Catron will lend you 25,000 dollars,
repayable in three months time.
If you default on the loan,
Mr. Catron will own all mortgaged property.
I thought that we were in business together.
In all business transactions there is one leading partner.
Where am I supposed to find this money?
That's your business.
But I suggest you bring an end to this war as promptly as possible.
Come, Mr. Riley. I've told you before, this is business.
There's no sentiment in business.
Now, if you accept the terms of this mortgage agreement,
please sign this legal and binding document.
Wonderful.
Been a pleasure.
I'll see myself out.
What'd you expect?
I told you a long time ago,
you're too naive to be dealing with a man like Catron.
He's smarter than you'll ever be.
I don't need any fuckin' advice from a stupid old drunk!
You won't shoot me.
The minute you shoot me Riley, you lose everything!
Think about that.
I'm the only person that can talk to Catron.
And I'm the only person he'll listen to.
Go on, shoot me.
Fuckin' shoot me!
O that thou wouldest hide me in the grave,
that thou wouldest keep me secret,
until thy wrath be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time,
and remember me.
! If a man die, shall he live again?
All the days of my appointed time will I wait,
till my change come.
Thou shalt call, and I will answer thee.
Thou wilt have a desire to the work of thine hands.
For now thou numberest my steps, dost thou not watch over my sin?
My transgression is sealed up in a bag,
and thou sewest up mine iniquity.
And surely the mountain falling cometh to nought,
and the rock is removed out of his place.
Gentlemen, please, let's have some order!
Thank you.
I have to tell you that our first duty is to find a legal solution,
rather than take the law into our own hands.
So tomorrow I'll charge all the members of Sheriff's Brady's posse,
as well as Riley and Murphy of The House,
with complicity in the murder of John Tunstall.
I will also demand the return of Tunstall's store to myself
-and Mr. Brewer. -Mr. McSween...
, I understand your faith in the due process of the law,
but I don't share it.
Not here in Lincoln. Not in New Mexico.
It is clear to all of us that Sheriff Brady,
the courts of Santa Fe and all the other lawmakers are corrupted,
and no longer deserve our trust.
Billy, I beg you.
-We need the law on our side. -What law, McSween?
There is no law. It is just us.
And what we're decided upon is a pledge.
to form a fighting force, to take this war to The House.
And we should call ourselves the Regulators.
Those who assemble to regulate or set to right
an intolerable or illegal situation.
We nominate Billy to be our leader.
Hear, hear.
Now's the time.
Okay.
I'll lead you and we'll fight like hell.
I won't ask you to do anything I wouldn't do.
We're in this together. It's the only way.
I understand what's been decided.
And I can understand why.
But I want you all to appreciate
that if you respond to this act of violence in kind,
there will be no turning back,
and there will be a lot of bloodshed.
Then let there be bloodshed.
Gracias.
Billy... I just heard about Señor Tunstall.
I'm so sorry. I know what he meant to you.
Come inside.
Billy, this is my brother, Yginio.
-Hola. -How do you do?
Fine, thank you.
I want to talk to Billy alone.
Let go of me.
What is it?
I love you.
I love you too.
What?
The life I'd hoped for, the future I pray for, it's all gone.
What are you saying?
I have to kill the men who murdered Tunstall.
You don't have to!
They will be arrested. Put in jail. Hanged.
Not here.
There's no law here.
If I want justice, I have to take the law into my own hands.
So, you'd be an outlaw again?
A Wanted Man.
If you live you won't have peace, they'll hunt you.
-Is that what you want? -No, but I have no choice.
I know I can't get your blessing, I need your understanding.
I can't understand. You said you'd changed.
I wanted to be with you and now it's all gone.
-Please. -No.
Please go, now.
Leave!
The next time I'll see your face will be on a wanted poster.
Hey, John.
-Who's that? -My name's Tom O'Folliard.
I've got some news about Billy the Kid.
What kind of news?
What's it worth to you?
I won't tell you if you shoot me.
I ain't gonna shoot ya.
Tell me what you got.
Don't make a noise or you're dead.
Now get the fuck up.
Shush now.
I don't want to hurt you, Beckwith.
No, let me put that another way.
I wouldn't mind,
but I won't as long as you give us the information we need.
I ain't telling you shit!
I want to know the names of who killed Tunstall.
-I don't know. I wasn't there. -Sure you know, Beckwith.
I'll give you five seconds and that's it.
Five...four...
three...two...one...
Got the names.
The ones who killed Tunstall.
It was Baker, Morton and Olinger.
Not Jesse?
I dunno.
Beckwith says not.
First, we see if McSween has made progress in the courts.
-And then? -And then...
we'll see.
Hey. Wait here.
Billy.
-What is it McSween? -All Judge Wilson was
able to secure was the return of Tunstall's store to its owners.
As far as criminal charges,
State Governor Axtell has intervened.
Oh this is bullshit.
I'm sorry, Billy.
The law has let us down.
The corruption shouldn't come as a surprise to you.
And they'll be gunning for you now as well.
I suggest you leave Lincoln.
-But...! -No, dear. No.
We have to listen to Billy now.
You know all of this started with them stealing Tunstall's horses.
So I say we send them a message and take back what's ours.
I know where Jesse's gang is holding them.
They're with Morton.
Morton?
So, the Regulators ride over there...
and we reclaim our legal property.
Those are our horses!
That's Baker with his horse. Pretty sure that's Morton.
That's Billy's gang!
Juan, you secure the horses. Let's go.
Morton!
Go!
Morton! The horse is done.
Ride!
Charlie, Middleton, flank on the left.
Cover.
I'm hit!
Hold your fire!
Billy!
Morton and Baker!
You got no chance!
Lay your weapons down and come out with your hands up.
Surrender now and I promise you safe passage back to Lincoln.
I don't believe that.
Billy's not gonna let us walk away.
You have my word.
Now throw out your guns and come on out!
All right we're coming out now. Don't shoot.
Goddamnit.
We're the law in Lincoln now!
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