-[gunshot cracks] -[Billy] Goddamn! Race ya!
[narrator] Previously on Billy the Kid.
I said I'd see this business through,
even if it kills me. That's what I'm gonna do.
Sheriff Garrett will round up all those outlaws
who made your lives miserable
and terrorized this town over the past year.
The biggest threat to law and order
is the ongoing presence of the outlaw Billy the Kid.
Rest assured, Billy the Kid is at the top of my agenda.
He'll be caught.
Just imagine how famous the man who kills him will be.
And that man is going to be me.
You know he's coming after you, don't you?
I'm counting on it.
We gotta deal
with these sons of bitches, take the fight right to them
and then all the way up to the top--Thomas Catron.
-[Wallace] We have a list. -Let's go.
Every one of the names on that list will be sought out
and will be arrested.
I wanna help you, Billy. Whatever I can do.
But how am I supposed to trust you?
Emily is with child.
Come over for dinner on Sunday. We'll celebrate.
-[heavy breathing] -[gun cocks]
[Ana gasps]
-[gunshots cracking] -[Saturnino grunts]
-I think I'm pregnant. -We're gonna have a baby?
-We're having a baby. -[laughter]
You told Murphy you're leaving yet?
-No, not yet. -Let's keep it that way.
Soon as Otero gives him the plan, he'll ride straight out.
So we get there three days early.
Tell Pat Garrett this just might be
the greatest day of his life.
[Billy] There's only one road into White Oaks here.
Garrett's not thinking we're expecting him,
so I think he gets bold and he rides
straight on in through the road.
They'll be expecting you to come up the main road.
So instead, attack from behind.
We let him into the trap and then we close in around him.
[horse neighing in the distance]
[exhales]
[ominous music]
-[loud gunshot] -[man grunts]
[Billy] Shit! Fire!
-[gunfire] -[gunman] Go, go, go!
Cover!
[gunfire continues]
[Billy] They're coming in behind us!
[gunman] We got 'em!
They're comin' over the hill!
-They knew we were waiting. -Yeah.
I see Garrett.
[grunts]
[Garrett] You're outnumbered, Billy!
-All right, cover me! -[Waite] Yeah, yeah. Go, go, go!
-Go, go, go, go! -[gunfire continues]
Come on!
-Please, some cover! -[gunfire continues]
[laughs]
[grunts]
[Waite] Juan's hit!
Ah, fuck! Cover me!
[man] Juan!
-[Juan groans] -All right?
[George] Fall back, boys!
Help! Help!
[Waite] You owe me one, Juan!
-[bullet whizzes by] -[grunts]
[George] Fred!
Shit.
-[gun clicks] -Fuck!
-[groaning] -Cover!
Hey, Tom! Get to the corral!
You're runnin' out of friends, Billy!
-[horses neighing] -[man] Yah!
[horses groaning]
[horse neighs]
-[gunshot cracks] -It's fuckin' Otero.
-He sold us out! -[gunfire continues]
Let's mount up, boys!
Ah, shit, Freddy.
Is it bad?
No. No, buddy, you're good. Come with me. Come on.
No, no, no. I think I'm done, Billy.
[gunfire continues]
[groans]
-You need to go. -[sighs]
You need to go.
Don't go down without a fight, all right?
Yeah.
I'm gonna hold 'em off.
[groans]
-[horses neighing] -Yah! Yah!
[exhaling steadily]
-[gunshot cracks] -[groans]
[breathing quickly]
My time will come.
[theme music]
[hooves thundering]
[groaning]
[birds chirping]
Goddamn it.
[groaning]
I know what you're all thinkin'.
I made a mistake trusting Otero,
and now Fred and the others are gone.
Nothin' changes, Bill!
We're gonna finish this.
[groaning]
We gotta get back to San Patricio.
That's where Otero will take Garrett next.
We gotta get to Dulcinea first.
There's a guy in Fort Sumner by the name of Pete Maxwell.
He's sympathetic to our cause.
We can hole up there for a few nights.
We're with ya, Bill.
[groans]
-[Catron] You seen this? -[butler] No, sir.
"Governor Wallace expected to be removed from office.
Accused by Attorney General Thomas Catron
of failing to end the war in Lincoln County."
Hmm. Good news indeed, sir.
Well, there's more good news.
My daughter, Emily, is coming to dinner tonight with Walz.
We're celebrating her pregnancy.
Make sure everything's perfect. You know, lots of flowers.
You know the kind of thing.
Yes, sir, Mr. Catron. Everything will be arranged.
What the fuck is he doing? What is Garrett doing?
The kid was right in front of him, he couldn't catch him.
This has been goin' on far too long now.
And I don't see an end to it. Do you?
We will catch the Kid.
And for an outlaw, that's always how they end up.
Yeah, well, I'm not so sure I care about it anymore,
to be honest wit' ya.
[grumbles]
When I was in the Army...
then we had purpose.
We were a tight-knit bunch, we were.
And we stuck together and we fought.
Jesus, did we fight.
Now, what is there?
There's nothin' now.
There's no honor, no glory, no purpose.
It's all just grubby now.
You live and you die.
Aye.
Well...
In any case...
[match strikes]
[spits]
I think it's time we gave you what you've always wanted.
I still have that little house in Santa Fe
that I'd like to retire to.
And I'm thinkin' now's as good a time as any.
So I'm handin' over
the remaining shares of my business to you now.
[tense music]
Do you mean the House?
No, I mean the mule and the fuckin' pack.
Of course I mean the fuckin' House.
Who else was I gonna give it to anyway?
I'll get my lawyer to draw up the documents.
I'm grateful, sir.
[laughs] And I'm honored. This...
I'm sorry. I don't know what to say.
Say nothin'.
[laughing]
Business is tough, and it's not gonna get any easier,
so you just might regret takin' all this on.
Never.
This has been my dream...always.
Oh, and I... I swear to God, Murphy,
I'm gonna turn around the fortunes of this place.
Well, good on ya.
[somber music]
[crow cawing]
[inhales deeply]
[sniffles]
[whispering] Are you okay?
Yeah.
Listen, Emily, we don't have to do this.
I could just tell your father.
No, Edgar, we do have to do it.
We don't have any choice.
[Catron] Well, now, Edgar.
My darling, Emily, come in. Come in.
Uh, thank you, Mr. Catron.
Emily, what's wrong? You don't look well.
I lost the baby. [quiet sob]
Why wasn't I told?
If there was a problem,
I would've paid for the best doctor in the world
to make sure my grandson was delivered safely.
Father, money can't buy everything.
Yeah, of course it damn well can.
Why did you immediately assume I was carrying a boy?
I just knew.
You think you know everything, but you don't.
I'm not sure you even know yourself.
The hell does that mean?
It means you live in a bubble.
You're rich. Your money cuts you off from ordinary people.
You don't know a thing about the real world.
I suppose you do?
You're just a schoolteacher, Emily.
Keep your nose buried in books. You talk to children.
Is that what you call the real world?
[Catron chuckles]
I could've made you something important.
At least I care about people. I really believe
that you don't give a damn about anyone but yourself.
You know what, Emily?
Maybe it's a good thing you're not pregnant,
that you lost my grandson.
Dad, I can't believe you just said that.
The hell's wrong with you, Walz? Why can't you sort her out?
Emily's entitled to have her own opinions, sir.
I don't like your tone.
Well, Mr. Catron...
I'm really not so sure how much I wanna... work for you anymore.
No, Walz. You can't quit.
Isn't that rather my business?
No, it's mine.
And you know everything about my business.
You understand me?
That's why I'm not lettin' you go.
We'll see.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I want to go and comfort my wife.
[unsettling music]
[exhales]
Whoa.
-[horse whinnies] -[Billy] Hey, Pete!
-Hey, Pete! -[dog barking]
[Billy] It's me!
-[gun cocks] -Whoa! Whoa!
It's Billy...
with some friends.
[chuckling]
Hola, Billy.
Hola, Pete.
-Long time. -Yeah.
Well, who's this now?
This is Miss Dulcinea Del Tobosco.
Dulcinea, this is my old friend, Pete Maxwell.
[in Spanish]
Now, I thought I might be seeing you.
Come on inside. There's some folks here who want to see you.
[door creaks open]
Charlie!
Dulcinea.
Charlie Bowdrie, what are you doing here?
Well, things are getting worse in Lincoln, Billy.
I kept thinking about the gang
and how you'll need all the help you can get.
Well, it's good to have you back.
It's good to be back.
I'm having a baby.
That's just the best news.
[grunts]
George.
All right, let's cook up some steaks.
Y'all must be hungry, huh?
-[chuckling] -[indistinct chatter]
Nice to see you, boys.
[men chatting indistinctly]
[Olinger] Hey, Jesse, come join us.
Aw, come on. What the hell's wrong with you?
Nothin' you'd understand, Olinger.
Don't get smart with me.
Who the fuck do you think you are?
Nobody.
I'm nobody.
Just like you.
[grumbles]
You take that back.
Why?
You think you're so important?
Don't make me laugh.
Sit back down.
Play your game with your friends.
That's a good idea, Olinger. I don't need any trouble.
Oh, no, you shut the fuck up.
He's gotta apologize.
I wouldn't apologize to you, Olinger. Ever.
I wouldn't even piss down your throat
if your lungs were on fire.
[dramatic music builds]
[glass shatters]
Come on!
-[Olinger growls] -[Sam] Jesse!
Get the hell out of my hotel, right now!
[exhales]
Now!
[breathing heavily]
Sorry, Sam.
[exhales]
-[horses grunt] -[wagon rattling]
[breathing heavily]
Figured I oughta tell ya it was me who killed him.
Who are you talkin' about?
Saturnino Baca.
I killed him 'cause he shot his daughter right in front of me.
She did nothin'...
She did nothin' wrong.
And what were you doin' with his daughter?
We were sweet on each other.
[exhales]
So what?
You want me to arrest you?
I just... feel strange.
If I arrest and charge you,
you'll go to jail for a long time.
You know that.
Mm-hmm.
Sorry I bothered you, Sheriff.
Jesse, wait.
Did anyone see it?
Anyone else know what happened?
[sinister music]
No.
Fact is, Jesse, I could use you in this hunt for Billy.
So...
let's say I make you deputy.
Give you the badge. You join the posse.
And I have amnesia.
I don't know.
What do mean you don't know?
I'm offering you a way out.
You just confessed a murder to a sheriff.
You're not still sentimental about Billy, are you?
[chuckling]
No.
Take your badge.
[sinister music swells]
♪ The hair upon her shoulder ♪
♪ In jet black ringlets fell ♪
♪ To try and paint her beauty ♪
♪ Only be in vain ♪
[knife thuds in table]
[sobbing]
♪ I asked her If she'd marry me ♪
♪ She said it cannot be ♪
♪ She had a true love ♪
♪ So far and away at sea ♪
♪ Was so far at sea ♪
♪ And true she would remain ♪
♪ 'Til he came back ♪
♪ To his creole girl ♪
♪ By the lakes Of Pontchartrain ♪
[somber music]
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, love.
I'm sorry.
[Murphy sobs]
Aileen.
Aileen, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
[praying softly]
[sniffles]
[grunts]
Holy God,
forgive this... this poor sinner.
Forgive this poor sinner.
Holy God, forgive this...
[exhales]
No.
Oh, no!
-Ah! -[table crashes]
Fuck!
God!
No!
Ah!
[groans]
[gasps]
[breathing stops]
-[reporters shouting] -Mr. Catron!
Is it true about Governor Wallace?
Are you gonna sack him?
[Catron] I can't sack him.
That's up to the president in Washington.
-[reporters chuckling] -Next question.
But you don't think he's doing a good job?
You could say that.
I just don't think he's up to it.
He should stick to writing novels.
-[reporters chuckling] -He's only been in the post
a few months. You giving him a fair chance?
I expect public officials to deliver on their promises.
Perhaps Governor Wallace overpromised.
That would show a certain degree of naivety,
wouldn't you say?
What about the Billy the Kid?
Are you any nearer to capturing him?
It's a good question.
And the answer is that I'm personally posting a reward
for the capture or killing of the Kid of $5,000.
-[reporters exclaiming] -We need law and order.
We need to save this country from Mexicans,
Indians, outlaws,
and all those who don't share our American values.
Would you like to be appointed
as the new governor, Mr. Catron?
[door creaks open]
Maria?
[soft thud in the distance]
Emily?
That you?
[minister] We commit the body of our brother to the ground.
Dirt to dirt, ashes to ashes,
and dust to dust.
[continues indistinctly]
[Riley] Wouldn't have done him any good to mention
that Murphy was an Irish Catholic.
[Garrett] Doesn't matter to anyone.
Well, that depends.
Depends on what?
Whether or not you believe.
[minister] ...have changed them to be just like...
Well, now, who the hell is that?
-[hooves clump, approaching] -[Garrett] Miguel Otero.
He works for you, remember?
[Riley] Well, all right. Out with it. What is it?
[Otero panting]
I know where Billy is.
Where?
[children counting and laughing]
-Miss Emily, wait up. -Miss Emily!
Where are you going, Miss Emily?
Okay, okay. Let's go back, okay?
Let's go home. Come on, come on.
[child] Okay.
[sighing softly]
[door opens]
Edgar?
[floorboard creaks]
Where are you? Edgar?
Maria?
Edgar, are you up here?
[creaking]
Edgar?
[gasps]
[sinister music]
No!
[sobbing] Come on! Come on!
[sobbing]
No!
-[hooves thundering] -Yah, yah, yah!
[dramatic music]
[horses neighing]
Sheriff. What the hell's all this about?
Where is he, Pete? I know he's here.
[Pete] Who?
Billy. Billy the Kid and his gang.
I don't know what you're talkin' about.
You can search the whole damn place if you have to.
[Otero] I know for sure he's staying here.
[Pete laughs] Yeah, I know who you are.
You're just a sneak. A liar.
You really think I would give hospitality to bandits
and murderers?
Sheriff, you don't trust that man.
Sheriff. I swear it's true.
He's the one who is lying.
Gonna have to search, Pete.
-Boys, get to work. -[man] Let's go.
[door opens]
Jesse, come on!
I believe him. Billy ain't in there.
[gun cocks]
[tense music]
Looked everywhere. He ain't there.
[horse grunting]
I'm sorry, Pete. Just doin' my duty.
I understand, Sheriff.
No apologies needed.
Come on, boys.
Let's leave these good people in peace.
[horses neighing]
-Yah! Yah! -Yah! Yah!
[hooves clopping]
[somber music playing]
[birds chirping]
[axe thuds]
[Charlie] What's the plan?
Hire some new guns to take on Garrett.
Back to Maxwell's house?
No.
There's an old, abandoned Indian hospital in Fort Sumner.
We'll hide out there for a while.
[rustling]
-Charlie, you want it? -I'll take it.
-[gunshot cracks] -[distant thud]
I am so sorry.
No, you're not.
You're not sorry. You're a liar.
Emily, whatever you want to believe,
whatever you think,
Walz hanged himself because of his character weakness.
I don't believe it. He didn't hang himself.
He was murdered.
Well, his death was investigated
by the authorities and they found
no evidence of foul play.
Of course they didn't, because you paid them, right?
Honey, in a way, I do feel responsible.
Edgar wasn't doing a good job. I had to fire him.
I don't believe you.
I loved him.
[sniffles]
I had nothing to do with his death, so help me God.
[sobbing]
[fire crackling]
[solemn harmonica music playing]
[thunder rumbling]
[thunder cracks]
[horses neighing]
[wind howling]
[thunderclap]
[rain pattering]
[tense music]
Hey.
You all right?
[exhales]
As long as I'm with you.
I don't want you to feel like you have to do this.
Billy, I'm not only doing this because of you.
These people murdered my family.
I want my revenge.
I know.
This is our mission.
Both of us together.
Te amo.
[chuckling]
[speaking Spanish]
-Siempre. -Siempre.
[thunder cracks]
[Garrett] So, how did he find out then?
The information I had was good.
Somehow, they just...
They just came to hear about it.
Well, we need to find 'em.
[match strikes]
You know,
sometimes I wonder why he stuck around.
Why he's still here.
Maybe it's his girl.
Hmm.
Or maybe he just wants to kill me.
[Catron] Mm.
I thought about what you said.
I don't want to be a teacher anymore.
Okay, so, what do you wanna do?
I don't know.
There aren't many good jobs for women in this place.
Teaching's one of the few you men allow us to do.
I don't want you going away to New York or anywhere like that.
I want you here.
[thunder rumbles]
Can you help me find a job?
I think I know what you can do.
It's an important position. It's, it's a big job,
a challenging job, but...
I know you can do it. I just need to work a few things out.
-Are you serious? -Of course I'm serious.
You know I always want the best for you.
[thunder rumbling]
-[birds calling] -[water rippling]
[birds tweeting]
[Billy] George?
[exhales]
Hey, sorry. I was just, um...
Just wondering what the hell you're doin' here?
If you should stay?
[scoffs]
Not so much.
My brother's looking after the farm.
I'm happy to ride with you, Billy.
I've, uh...
I've always regarded it as a kind of honor.
I know the odds. Chances are I'll...
probably end up dead, but...
[chuckles] I accept that.
Don't worry about me, Billy.
Don't ever worry about me.
[door opens]
[man] Mr. Riley?
-Good day. Welcome. -[door closes]
Mr. Riley, my name's Virdin. Milt Virdin.
I'm a lawyer from Santa Fe.
And I have been sent by Thomas Catron
to serve a foreclosure notice
on the activities of a House
and an eviction notice on the erstwhile owner of the business,
John Riley, who I believe is yourself.
No.
[footsteps thudding]
No!
I don't believe this.
Catron is trying to cheat me
out of the business, my business.
He isn't cheating you, the business is in serious debt.
You were incapable of running it efficiently.
That's all there is to it.
You realize, of course, your gesture is futile?
I'll be in contact with you again in the near future,
Mr. Riley.
Good day to you.
[door opens]
[breathing heavily]
[door shuts]
Y'all just follow along this trail here.
I've got a little something I gotta fix
and I'll catch right up.
[George] Mount up, guys. Let's go.
[indistinct chatter]
[dramatic music builds]
[music stops]
[dog barking]
[fire crackling]
[door opens]
Buenas noches, Miguel.
[speaking Spanish indistinctly]
Hasta luego.
[chuckling]
[door shuts]
[ominous music]
[man] Hola, Miguel!
[men speaking Spanish]
Hey, Otero.
-[flesh squishes] -[Otero grunts]
That's for Fred Waite.
[knife thuds]
[Otero grunts]
[ominous music swells]
♪♪♪