Previously, on Billy the Kid.
I've been ordered the court
to face charges of false accounting and embezzling Murphy cooked up.
A deputy I got friendly with told me
McSween will be served a warrant for accessory to murder.
-He doesn't even make it to court? -No.
He told my friend McSween will be found guilty and hanged.
Sheriff Brady will be along shortly and once we've arrested McSween
in front of the courthouse all of our troubles will be over.
That's not happenin'. I'll stop Brady.
I'm ridin' into Lincoln. Who's comin'?
Our very own Sheriff Brady gunned down
by a criminal gang of outlaws and murderers
all lead by one man who goes by the name of Billy the Kid.
I know that no one will ever be satisfied
until Billy the Kid swings on the end of a rope.
Yeah!
Señorita Del Tobosco, I just wanted to introduce myself.
If I want justice I have to take the law into my own hands.
I can't understand, you said you changed.
-Wait! -Please go.
Now.
Sheriff Brady's murder on Main Street in broad daylight
is an appalling and horrifying crime.
I can assure you, Mr. Walz,
it won't be long before you're hearin' of Billy the Kid's demise.
Mr. Catron has 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,
restore law and order.
I suggest you co-operate with him.
My name's Garrett, Pat Garrett.
Jesse Evans is a real danger to us.
We do what we want boys. We are the fuckin' law.
Where is the kid? I want to hear him bleat.
-Where is he? Huh? -Jesse!
You still have a chance Jesse.
Take it.
You had Billy the Kid in your sights, and you let him go.
He vanished like a fuckin' ghost.
I'll kill him. I'll do it myself.
Well, that's the spirit.
We go after Billy.
That's all. That's what this is about.
Buckshot...Nice of you to show up. Where have you been?
They told me what happened. You had The Kid in front of you.
You didn't throw lead.
You can't imagine.
The Kid came up on me just like an Apache. Came outta nowhere.
It's what we're here to do.
Kill the fuckin' Kid.
If you ain't gonna do it, you know I will.
I know where he at.
How would you know that?
That's my business now.
Yeah.
Why don't you go back to sleep, Jesse?
-Those are tasty Brewer. -That's my pleasure, Mr. Coe.
Thanks, Billy.
Someone's coming!
Is that Buckshot?
What the hell is he doing?
Maybe had a fallin' out with Jesse?
Wants to join us?
You guys stay here.
I know Buckshot better than you.
I'll just go find out what he wants.
George, be careful, the bastard's a good shot.
Yeah. I'm aware.
Finger on the trigger.
Hey there, Buckshot.
How's things?
I got a good reason to be here, George.
What would that be?
Well, we ain't telling.
How'd you find out we were here?
I know an old Indian scout.
Same as you.
He found ya.
Buckshot, there's gotta be a good reason why you came out here?
Sure there is.
I come to capture The Kid.
Alive or dead.
I'm gonna claim that reward.
Have you gone crazy Buck?
It's not just Billy.
there's several more Regulators in there.
You don't stand a chance.
I'm gonna claim that reward.
Come on George, move.
You know what? You're still wanted for killing Tunstall.
So maybe you should surrender to us, since we're the new law in Lincoln.
-Put that rifle down! -Show us your hands!
Not much, Mary Ann.
-Fuck! -Charlie!
Billy! You fuckin' coward! Where you at?
What the hell are we going to do?
Y'all stay here.
It's me he's after.
Oh, shit.
Night, night darlin'.
Ah, shit.
We gotta do something.
Buckshot, hold your fire.
I'm comin' out.
You can take me alive.
-Get in. Go. -Puttin' my rifle down.
It's just you and me.
Don't. Leave it.
Fuck you. Fuck. Come on.
You lookin' for me?
Here I am.
Gentlemen, Middleton and Brewer are dead.
I can report Charlie will live.
He's been very lucky.
Thank you.
Mr. McSween asked me to pass on news to you, Billy.
Seems they've appointed a new Sheriff. Name's Pat Garrett.
-Pat Garrett? -That's what he said.
Does the name mean something to you?
It sure does.
I need to speak to him.
I don't think you should ride into Lincoln, Billy.
There's Wanted Posters up all over town. You could be shot on sight.
Then I'll write to him.
Dear Pat, been a while.
Congratulations on being made Sheriff of Lincoln County.
I always knew you'd make something of yourself.
Things have changed since you left
and they're gonna try and bend your ear to their will
but don't listen to The House.
Don't listen to Murphy or Riley.
Murphy belongs to the Santa Fe ring and Riley's just a killer.
They're both crooks. Lincoln is a cesspit.
What it needs is cleanin' up, and you're the man to do it
with the help of the Regulators.
Always your friend, William H. Bonney.
-Deputy... -Morning, Sheriff.
Who is this?
His name is Buckshot Roberts.
Recent member of Jesse Evans' gang.
What happened to him?
He said that he could hunt down Billy the Kid on his own.
He told Mr. Riley at the House.
That he'd hunt The Kid down like an animal and kill him.
Well...
Looks like, maybe, it was the other way round.
He say he'd found The Kid's hideaway?
No, I don't think so.
Ah, well... we'll just have to keep looking.
Tell Jesse Evans that I want to see him right away.
Yes, Sheriff.
And, uh...
find Mr. Robert's family.
He needs a decent burial.
Go on.
Mr. Walz. Welcome.
Del Tobosco, may I introduce you to Mr. Catron.
I know who you are.
It is a pleasure.
May I present to you my wife, Isabella.
How about we go inside. It's damn cold out here.
Of course. Please.
Can I offer you some champagne, Mr. Catron?
No thank you. I'll take a whiskey.
Whiskey, por favor.
This your family?
Yes. Yes, it is.
I'm guessin' they're all dead, right?
So...
How can I help you, Mr. Catron? Please.
Are you kiddin' me.
You know who I am?
I own Catron Bank and Trust.
-Yes, I know. -Maybe you don't.
But Mr. Walz is about to tell you. Isn't that right Mr. Walz?
Yes, indeed.
The fact is Mr. Del Tobosco over the last two years you have applied for
and been given many substantial loans from Catron Bank and Trust.
As a result, you are in debt now over $100,000.
I don't normally call personally on those in debt to the bank,
but for you I have made an exception.
You see, $100,000 is a large amount of money,
secured by your property and other interests
so I'm curious how and when you intend to repay your debt.
You had no need to travel this far to ask me this question, Mr. Catron.
I could have reassured you 1000 times.
For the fact is I am cashing in several investments
-and selling property in Spain. -Is that right?
Do you take me for a fool?
What do you mean?
I mean, you're lyin'.
I don't buy all this family wealth shit.
There is no family wealth.
And if once there was, it's long gone,
probably spent by and squandered by all these dead guys around the room.
You think I believe in Spanish gold?
No, of course not.
Your ancient titles and your sense of entitlement
don't impress me one bit.
I'm an American.
We don't do that stuff. We deal in what's real.
And you're not real.
Not to me.
So, Mr. Del Tobosco...
here's your bill to pay.
It's your total borrowings
plus, of course, accumulated interest plus fees.
And here is a letter.
It's a letter from you to the bank...
agreeing to repay all monies owed in full within 28 days,
or forfeit this property.
We expect you to sign it.
Twenty-eight days?
That is ridiculous.
-No one... -I advise you to sign it.
Maybe there is hidden wealth,
if so, now would be the time to find it.
I have no intention of signing your letter.
You're making a very big mistake.
Forgive me but it is you who is making the mistake.
You have no idea who I am, but I know exactly what you are.
I'm going to ask you to please leave my property.
You're an amusing fellow.
Full of bullshit.
But amusing.
-Where's my gloves? -Hold this.
Who is it?
It's me, Jesse.
All right.
-Gentlemen. -Came to tell you that the town is
more-or-less locked down.
Apart from McSweens there's no sign of Tunstall's gunmen or supporters.
And what about The Kid?
He's nowhere to be seen.
After the slaying of Buckshot Roberts,
we found where he and his gang had been hiding out,
Blazer's Mill, been abandoned.
What with the heat on them, law at their heels and price on their head,
-they probably quit the territory. -Billy ain't gonna quit.
Jesus Christ. Who's there?
Uh sorry boss. Walz just rode in.
Walz. Fine.
Mr. Walz. So good to see you.
Gentlemen. I'm sorry I've come so late.
Mr. Catron asked me particularly to come and speak to you.
He regrets having placed you under such financial pressure,
but he has an idea that might alleviate it.
-Alleviate? -He wants to help you.
Well, all right then Mr. Walz. Have a seat.
Shall I pour you a drink?
And I suppose we'll speak in private.
Actually no.
This idea of Mr. Catron's will involve Mr. Evans and his friends.
Now, please, gentlemen.
Good...
So, Antonio Del Tobosco is an incredibly wealthy Spanish man.
He lives out of town.
Keeps his head down.
However, he owes Mr. Catron a lot of money.
And well, he's refusing to pay.
-So...? -So...
Mr. Catron thinks it's time to collect.
Mr. Del Tobosco has a beautiful house,
full of treasures, just magnificent horses,
and Spanish gold.
If you and Jesse here can take hold of these treasures,
then Mr. Catron will sharethe benefits and profits
with you and the House.
How does that sound?
Jesse, is this something you can do?
I heard something about that Del Tobosco family
from that drunk who runs the hotel.
Sam Wortley?
Sam Wortley, he told me that Billy had got real friendly
with Del Tobosco's daughter, Dulcinea.
Said they often rode together.
Figured that he was pretty sweet on her.
Us showing up there might help flush him out of his hiding hole.
Well...
Jesse, that's just one more good reason to pay them a visit,
ain't it?
Mr. McSween.
This is Judge John Wilson, Billy.
He issued the warrant for those responsible for Tunstall's murder.
-Pleasure, sir. -The pleasure is mine, Mr. Bonney.
We are fighting on the same side and for the same thing.
It's dangerous for you to come to Lincoln,
but it's important for you to know the House is not the only one
-with friends in high places. -Indeed not.
I have a friend on the Supreme Court.
I've written with accounts of fraud, corruption and murder
involving virtually the entire federal officialdom of New Mexico.
This has produced results.
The administration has designated Frank Warren Angel as special agent,
to investigate the death of Tunstall and the Lincoln County War.
As well as allegations of corruption against Governor Axtell,
and U.S. District Attorney Catron.
So there are people on our side?
Of course there are! This is America.
What's the special investigator's name.
His name is Frank Warren Angel.
Well, if the angels' got our backs, I don't see how we can lose.
-What we gonna do? -Well, I guess we'll go down there
and we'll ask them nicely just to open the gates.
How we gonna do that?
Hey, Fig. Get up here, you fucker.
Do you reckon I look like our friend Billy Bonney?
All right, come in hard boys.
Hello friends!
It's Billy, for Dulcinea!
-Papa? -Mama?
They killed the guards!
What are we going to do?
-Pray, son. -Let's pray.
Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death, Amen.
-I will go speak with them. -No! No! Please, my love.
Papa, they are killers and thieves.
-We've got to talk to them. -No, Papa!
Let me do what I have to do, my darling. Please!
I know what those men want.
I'm going to get my weapon.
Let's go. Let's go.
-Don't shoot! -Wait!
Hold up!
We've been sent by Mr. Catron.
I'm not here to beg you or to plead with you, but to ask you,
do not come in my house.
My family are inside.
And if Mr. Catron wants my belongings,
everything, my horses, my cattle, he can have them.
I will sign it all over to him. You go and tell him that.
But don't cross my threshold.
You have no right.
Well, we're going to do it anyway.
I have armed men inside.
They're not gonna stop us.
Get outta the way, old man.
No.
I said get out of the way.
You're devils.
You're devils, all of you.
No, Papa!
Whoa.
I'm not gonna hurt ya.
You're Dulcinea, right?
You're Billy's girl.
I wouldn't hurt Billy's girl. Billy and I...
we're friends from way back.
He's like my own brother.
Don't move.
Put the gun down, Dulcinea.
Please. Listen to me.
I'm not going to hurt you. Please.
It's me. Angel. It's me, don't make a sound.
Señorita, you must get out of here.
Those bastards will come for you soon.
-And you? -Go on ahead, I will catch up.
Save yourself, please!
Go now!
Dulcinea! Are you okay?
-Thanks, my friend. -It's an honor, Billy. As always.
Hola.
Hi, Billy.
I don't know who the gunmen were...
but I know it was connected to a recent visit
by a man who owns a bank in Santa Fe...
Thomas Catron.
He threatened to make my father bankrupt.
We know all about Catron.
Let's go.
They killed everyone, Billy.
My whole...
-My whole family. -I know.
But you're safe though, okay?
With me.
I'll protect you, I promise.
And I will avenge your family's deaths, I swear.
One of the gunmen pretended to be you.
That's how they got into the compound.
He said you were like brothers.
I don't know who he was.
I think I know.
Mornin', Jesse.
-Sheriff. -Gentlemen.
Look that way.
-Mr. Riley. -Sheriff Garrett, good to see you.
-Is Murphy around? -Come in.
Major Murphy, Sheriff Pat Garrett has decided to pay us a visit.
Come on in, Sheriff.
Mr. Murphy.
-How are ya? -All right.
Can't complain.
Find it hard to get up out of this chair to properly greet ya, so...
forgive me if I don't.
Don't worry about that.
You drink whiskey, Garrett?
Not in the morning.
All right. Suit yourself.
Sit down.
-Remember the first time we met? -I sure do.
-Sheriff Brady just arrested me. -That's right.
I was the one who persuaded him to get you off the hook,
train you up as a lawman.
That was very good of you. I'm grateful.
You've come at a very difficult time.
-There's a war going on out there. -I understand.
We're fighting for American values here, you know that, right?
American values against carpet-baggers,
out-of-staters, criminals, murderers.
That is what Mr. Catron led me to believe.
You used to ride with Billy.
And now it's your job to hunt them down. How do you feel about that?
It's my job to administer the law in Lincoln County.
And I hope that you will assist me, Mr. Murphy.
Oh, I will.
Dependin' on what side of the law you're on.
The law doesn't take sides.
Oh, no?
The Kid killed your predecessor right out there on Main Street.
Shot him down in cold blood.
Whose side are you on about that?
I'm on the side of justice.
Well then, we're not so different, are we Mr. Garrett?
Not so different at all.
You and me, we're partners here.
because that's all we want here in Lincoln, justice.
That's all we want.
And all I want, Sheriff Garrett,
is nothing more
then to see that Billy the fucking Kid hanging on the end of a rope.
You get me?
Yeah.
Why are all these men here, Billy?
Because we're going to take over the town.
Can you really do that?
Now is the time.
The people of Lincoln are tired of the lawlessness and the chaos.
And the Mexicans are sick of being exploited.
They want change.
Mr. Tunstall tried to give it to 'em but he couldn't.
I intend to succeed.
We're not moving out for a few more days yet.
So, I could move you somewhere safe...
quiet.
Thank you.
Whoa, boy.
-Billy. -Hola, Manuela.
This is Señorita Dulcinea Del Tobosco.
She needs somewhere safe. I hope she can stay with you.
Si, Billy. It's no problem.
You can tie your horse there.
Yes, thank you.
Jesse and his gang killed her whole family.
Come, my sweet child.
We will take care of you.
Thank you, Manuela. You are very kind.
I will not be a burden to you.
-No. -We'll pray for your husband Charlie
and Billy, and the rest.
God, in his mercy, will save them.
-I'm sorry. -What for?
I told you I didn't understand why you needed to go to war,
to become an outlaw again, and to risk your life.
I didn't understand but now I do.
I was so naive, but everything has changed.
I am so sorry this happened to you.
I don't want you to die, Billy.
I want us to be together.
I want us to be together for a long time.
That is all I've wanted since the first moment I saw you.
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