Previously on Billy the Kid.
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Sheriff Brady, I do not believe you are serving justice.
You're workin' for the House.
We do what we want boys. We are the fuckin' law.
We've got the guns and the House is a fuckin' institution.
It's gettin' real dangerous here in Lincoln.
Practice every day. This is about to get messy real quick.
Sheriff Brady and a posse will arrive here in the morning
to serve you a writ and seize all your horses.
We should defend the ranch. Protect your property.
I don't want any of these people to die for me.
We're at war. We gotta fight.
We could move the horses before the Sheriff gets here.
They struck out from Tunstall's ranch around dawn.
Picked up their trail.
Finally, we tracked down Tunstall himself. We told him to surrender.
He fired at us and we fired back.
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.
I have to take the law into my hands.
You told me you changed.
The next time I'll see your face will be on a Wanted poster.
But I want you all to appreciate
that if you respond to this act of violence in kind,
then there will be a lot of bloodshed.
Then let there be bloodshed.
Thank God, you're safe.
Things are moving really fast, Billy.
The Regulators have been charged with the murder of Baker and Morton.
You're Wanted Men now, and you'll be arrested on sight.
-We should quit Lincoln a while. -No.
I'm not finished here yet.
There's more. I'm ordered to appear before the district court
to face charges of false accounting and embezzling
that Murphy cooked up.
-You going? -It's my chance to clear my name.
The charges against me are so ridiculous
no jury would ever convict me.
I'll walk out of there a free man.
Be careful.
When's the court date?
It's the end of the month.
There's a good chance a jury won't find against McSween.
I know that.
We gotta make sure that he doesn't have his day in court.
How do we do that?
McSween has got to come out of hiding to attend court, right?
We'll get Sheriff Brady to apprehend him before he gets there,
serve him with a warrant for his arrest, then throw him in jail.
And once he's all locked up,
we'll just get one of our own judges to make sure he's convicted
and then we'll just hang him.
Yes.
But then what if Billy and the Regulators ride into town with him?
Then they'll all be arrested and thrown in jail themselves.
Anyway...
they wouldn't dare.
Even so, I think we need to arrange a little something on the day
that makes it more difficult for the Regulators to intervene.
Like what?
I've got an idea.
Next! Move a little faster, will you?
Galves.
How can I live on this?
You have to work harder, friend.
So...
there's something I wish to discuss with you, Saturnino.
It is time to promote the vigor and the economic strength of the House.
With Tunstall out of the way, we've the monopoly in Lincoln now.
We need to take advantage. We need to pull in new customers.
So, I'm suggesting that we have a little festival in the town.
And I need your help with that.
I'm imagining horse races in the center of the Plaza.
Rooster fights, fandangos and they'll be music.
Jesse and his men, they'll do security.
That sounds like fun, huh?
Which date?
I was thinking that we might do it the last day of the month.
The day of the McSween court case, no?
That's right.
Bring on the festivities, my friend.
Good.
Wish me luck.
I'm gonna follow them.
Just to make sure he gets there alive.
It's Brewer.
I came as soon as I could.
One of the sheriff's deputies I got friendly with
told me McSween'll be served with a warrant for accessory to murder.
-So he won't even make it to court? -No.
He told my friend, once McSween is behind bars,
he'll be found guilty and hanged.
-When's he due in the courthouse? -11 o'clock.
Shit.
Well that's not happenin'.
I'm riding into Lincoln. Who's comin'?
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna stop Brady.
How you gonna do that?
None of you have to come but I'm going either way.
I'm in.
Vamanos.
-Count me in. -Yeah, me too.
No. You're not coming, Tom. You're not getting involved.
Why not? I'm already involved.
Tom, you don't realize what this could mean for ya.
In the long term.
I joined you because I believe in you, Billy.
I'm comin' to Lincoln with you whether you want me to or not.
All right.
I guess I would have said the same. Let's go.
Let's do it.
Riders ready! Start!
Jesse. Come on up!
Jesse.
Thanks for comin'.
Sheriff Brady will be along shortly.
He'll have his deputies but stay sharp.
Once we've arrested McSween in front of the Court House,
all of our troubles will be over.
The Regulators are outlaws.
They can come if they like. They will end up behind bars.
Maybe it's a little too early to write off Billy.
Listen. I keep gettin' told about The Kid.
Like he's some magician, or special, or different from everyone else.
I don't believe it. I've never believed it.
He's a kid.
And like all kids, he's full of bravado,
with fuck-all to show for it, but this fake reputation.
You don't know Billy like I know Billy, Mr. Riley.
He is different.
God help you, when you find that out.
They shot Brady!
Boys!
Guards!
There's trouble in town. Head up to your house.
I gotta get the warrant. Cover me.
Go, go!
Get outta here. Go on.
Look alive boys! Jesse's comin' down the road.
Let's go. Let's move it out! Go, go, go!
I got it!
Reload!
Fuck!
Here, hold me.
-Shit, Tom. -You okay?
I'm fine, it's nothing. You're in a bad way though. Ah shit, Tom.
Buckshot's with 'em too!
Get him outta here.
You were supposed to make sure Sheriff Brady got to the courthouse.
-He's dead. What happened? -The Kid!
He's one man. How many did you bring?
They don't want to get involved.
-This is gringo business! -Fucking Mexicans! I shoulda known.
-Can you walk? -Yeah.
We'll hold 'em off. He's bleeding out Billy. Get him outta here.
What in God's name is happening?
I don't know.
How many men are behind that wall Jesse?
Five, six, maybe.
-The wagon? -All right.
-Kill them all! -Buckshot, we're gonna move up.
That's what I'm payin' you for. Clear them out.
All right, let's go.
Close Buckshot.
Reload.
Billy. Where are ya?
Where the fuck are ya?
You're not gonna get far with that leg.
Hold on Tom.
Come on.
Buckshot. Move!
-Boys go on. -Go on, move!
-Fuckin' Move! -All right.
C'mon boys!
Left!
C'mon boys!
Here, I got you.
Fuck.
My hand. Fuck me.
There's too much blood. We need more bandages.
Right here.
-Billy? -What Tom? What?
You gotta get outta here.
-Can we move him? -No. He'll bleed out.
It's best he stays here.
You two have to leave now.
-What? -You can't stay here alone.
Leave now. I'll be fine.
We have to find him somewhere to hide.
McSween, help me move this.
Here, this'll do.
Get him water, food, and blankets.
Shit. I'm jammed.
Jesus!
Fuck.
-We gotta fall back. -We gotta pull out.
Get ready to run like hell.
Ready?
Cover me.
-Fuck. -Go, go, go!
Down!
Come on. Let's go, Jesse.
I got this. Get outta here!
Fall back.
Move.
Fuck! Boys?
Go!
Come on!
Let's go boys!
Come on!
Stay quiet. I'll be back for you.
I'll be waiting.
Okay. Go. I'll be fine.
Come on boys.
Let's go boys. Jesse c'mon!
There's blood.
What do you want?
The wounded man, where is he?
He left with the others.
Was Billy with him?
Assisting a felon can get you ten years in jail.
Anything upstairs?
Nothin', Mr. Riley.
I think you know something, and I think you're not saying.
No, sir.
You're lying.
-You're lying. -They're long gone.
Don't waste your fuckin' time.
C'mon boys, let's go!
You fuckers failed.
You had Billy the Kid in your sights and you let him go.
He vanished like a fuckin' ghost.
I told you he was riding into town, he...
I know what you told me.
And it's bullshit.
You put a bullet in Billy's head and what?
He dies.
I'll kill him.
What?
I'll do it myself.
I'll hunt him down like a wild animal.
And I'll kill him.
Well, that's the spirit.
We go after Billy. That's all. That's what this is about.
I'm tired of your excuses. Your fuckin' failures.
Is he dead?
No, he's alive.
Maybe only just. But he's alive.
God be praised!
It's okay.
My fellow citizens, we're gathered here today...
to mourn the passing of our truly wonderful Sheriff.
Our very own Sheriff Brady.
And three of his dedicated and brave Deputies.
All of whom died in the course of their duty.
Gunned down by a criminal gang recruited
by the Englishman, John Tunstall.
But John Tunstall, he failed.
But what he left behind is a violent group of outlaws and murderers.
All led by the one man.
One man who goes by the name of Billy the Kid.
He's a seasoned killer.
Just for the fun of it.
And he's a danger to everyone as long as he remains alive.
So, what we need to do here is,
we need to find him and his gang,
and we need to bring 'em all to justice.
-Yeah! -And I'm talking American justice.
-Real justice. -He ain't lying.
I know that no one will ever be satisfied
until Billy the Kid swings on the end of a rope!
Yeah!
On the end of a fuckin' rope!
Back so soon, Mr. Walz.
Have you no other business to attend to?
Mr. Catron is actually very concerned, Mr. Riley.
He's very concerned things are completely out of control here.
Sheriff Brady's murder, on Main Street, in broad daylight,
is an appalling and horrifying crime.
With a reputation as a murder capital.
As a lawless, outlaw-infested place,
who is going to invest their money in Lincoln County?
The value of Mr. Catron's considerable properties
and assets here is being shredded.
So, Mr. Riley...
-What are you going to do about it? -We all know who killed Brady.
When we hunt down Billy, and we disperse his gang,
our troubles will be over.
You make me laugh.
The Kid can do what he likes here, and you can't do anything about it.
I can assure you, Mr. Walz,
it won't be long before you're hearin' of Billy the Kid's demise.
I really doubt that.
And Mr. Catron doubts it too,
which is why he's just appointed a new Sheriff in Lincoln County.
A Sheriff who's pledged
to drive each and every gunman and outlaw out of this territory.
And restore law and order.
I suggest that you cooperate with him.
What's his name?
Who's the new Sheriff?
You'll know soon enough, Mr. Riley.
You'll know soon enough.
Hello, Juan. How are you?
Bien. How about you, Billy?
Yeah, I'm fine. It was just a nick.
Poor Tom's still struggling to walk though. And Waite here...
I have to tell you, Billy, the death of Sheriff Brady
created uproar in the town.
Many supported him, they tell me it was wrong
to ambush a lawman just doing his duty.
He wasn't just doing his duty. He was doing Murphy's dirty work.
I know.
Have they appointed a new Sheriff yet?
I don't know. But they say the first thing they're gonna do
is issue warrants for the arrest of all of us.
-They'll come after us hard, Billy. -Yep.
Shooting a Sheriff is a capital offense.
Brady had it coming. We all knew that.
I still think we should sit tight here a while,
let the uproar die down a little.
I also agree with Dick.
Let's just stay quiet for a while.
Hang around here until the heat goes away.
We're not just dealing with the House here.
Or the law.
We're dealing with Jesse.
And we struck against him.
He was hired to protect Murphy's assets, including Sheriff Brady.
So he's going to want to strike back.
We can't just sit around here, pretending that's not gonna happen.
We should take the fight to him.
Coffee?
Thank you, Uncle.
Billy.
-Hola. -This is my nephew, Jose.
He's been looking out for the Seven Rivers Gang.
Hola Jose.
-Did you find them? -Si.
I saw them yesterday, riding along the Ruidoso.
Was Jesse Evans with them?
Yes, señor. He was leading them.
-And you can take us to 'em? -Of course.
Okay. I'll get the others.
What the hell are you doing, Tom?
I'm comin' with you.
You're still injured, can't even ride.
No, really, I'm fine.
Nah. Not this time. You stay here.
Tracks, they look fresh.
How many?
About a dozen or so, I reckon.
Looks like they split up.
All right, Charlie, Juan, and his men follow those tracks.
The rest of you with me.
That's Billy.
Roberts, it's Billy. Let's go.
That's them. Get to cover!
Take cover!
Cover!
It's Jesse.
I'll just take the high ground.
Billy, that's a pretty exposed run.
Yeah.
You ready?
Cover!
-Go! -Come on!
Come on. Come to me.
-You got a shot? -Nah.
-Oh fuck. -Shit.
Shit.
Ah shit.
Buckshot, you see him?
Up there!
Move!
-Move! -Up on the ridge!
They're leaving.
-They're gone? -Y'all stay on 'em.
I'm gonna check for Charlie.
Take cover! Don't let your guard down!
No!
Hold on!
José!
No!
Drop it! Put it down, now!
Drop it. Fuckin' drop it!
Put it down.
Now! Drop it.
So you're Billy's new friend, eh?
Where is the Kid?
Cause we want to hear him bleat.
And then we're going to fry him for breakfast.
I said where the fuck is he?
Where is he?
Jesse!
I didn't kill the Englishman.
You still have a chance Jesse.
Take it.
So, our new Sheriff?
C'mon in. Have a drink.
It's good to see you.
I know Mr. Catron interviewed many candidates.
You obviously made the grade, so congratulations to you.
I guess you know what we're faced with?
Your job, as I see it, is pretty simple.
You hire a posse,
and you run the Regulators out of Lincoln County once and for all.
I understand.
I have to deal with Billy the Kid.
That doesn't frighten me.
What's your name again?
My name's Garrett.
Pat Garrett.
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