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The story of a young boy who witnesses Billy the Kid's encounter with Sheriff Pat Garrett.
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There's about to be a gunfight! So anyone doesn't wanna get shot
I need the outhouse, Bell!
And get Billy down! Get him in shackle!
I don't know, you look like a desperado to me. You just need a better hat.
puttin' that noose, dropping that door.
I am commandeering this stagecoach
mustache and all.
Some people got a knack for livin', you know?
Nice enough fella, for sure. But... livin's nicer.
It's really a shame, this being your last chance to show some decency.
Round midday, Bob's gonna come in there,
When I grabbed his revolver,
I'm gonna leave. I'm taking my nephew with me.
for this man that takes precedent over any of your charges!
all of us growin' up a little 'fore we should.
Might be they run into Pat and all them bastard
Suspicions like that won't serve you well, you know.
♪ And your cheek no longer light ♪
He come at me with an axe. Right?
There was this man, sure he was a cur like you.
My mother told us our father couldn't find any goodness in his life.
disturbin' the feast of our Lord.
but you can use this to get him a good suit and a proper burial.
- I see you got control of your prisoner here. - I have a federal warrant
Because your mother was a fucking whore.
How long you been sheriff now?
We can take a night in the barn, get some rest before Pat comes for us.
A reuniting would make my heart soar like a hawk.
Snuck into a little side room, and scoot up the chimney.
Fingers tingle a little bit.
Well, I reckon I ain't gonna be your first, Bob.
we scatter. But you stuck around for two years.
and he bled out right in my arms.
Snuck into a little side room, and scooted up the chimney.
I'm beg you.
I swear to God I'll shoot you!
♪ Life is fading fast way ♪
And I knock his drunk ass down.
And I intend to see to it.
Grant! Looks like those kids stole one of Fletch's horses!
I got a date with fate, and I dare say you don't want to make me late!
Got my own specially assign sheriff and all.
And in the morning, I dug his grave.
When I grab his revolver,
The sheriff arrest me, second he got those shackles on,
So when he dropped, his neck snap,
Why'd you stick around? All the rest of us that survive Lincoln,
So they drag him to his feet.
They damn near laugh me out of the office.
but he won't push you, I suspect, on account of that bullet Jim put in ya.
Garrett! I'll be damn, is that you?!
- Will they really hang him? - Yeah, they'll hang him.
- ...the reward money, Pat. - Will you shut up! Goddamn it!
...kill our way out, I suppose.
You shot a goddamn horse! Who does that?
Those things they say about you really lie?
She said she wanted to name me after someplace beautiful.
♪ Cheerfully days ♪
Got my own specially assigned sheriff and all.
Wherever you're headed, they'll take you there.
Somehow, still they hear him, beggin' for the end.
They damn near laughed me out of the office.
Gonna get us all to somewhere's beautiful.
When we get to Santa Fe, I'd like to meet him. Take you to him personally.
I truly do.
They'll take us there. And we won't be alone neither.
and you will most certainly find yourself in a state of being no longer alive!
Hell, Dave. This ain't exactly the kind of goodbye that feels good.
Sometimes, when I'm alone,
Your father wouldn't listen. Now he's fucking dead.
And when he finally goes, you know what goes too?
I try. But... but deep down, I know.
It'd be nice to have a good story to focus on instead of all these sad ones.
Quite flexible.
Fifteen, almost.
We had dinner right outside there. You remember?
Wallace comes along and gets elected governor,
I mean, Billy Bonney can't be stupid enough to stay in New Mexico, can he?
Guess it don't really matter, though. I...
Boss, they could be headed as far as Santa Fe.
Forgettin' we're bein' tied together and all.
If you kill a man, nothing else matters.
Make sure you outta this thing unscathed.
Ain't nothin' wrong with bein' afraid.
Keep him resting couple days, though. Nothing strenuous.
I said, "Only a drunk fool Irishman would wash his clothes in a muddy river."
But any of you make the foolish decision
Dave! Dave, how rude of me.
Well, ain't that one of life's harsh fuckin' realities,
It's tough to know how dumb you are
all of a sudden I'm enemy number one.
If this prisoner is given the slight opportunity on earth, if he...
- Calm down, Bell. - I'm calm, Billy.
He was drunk and there was no stopping him.
I don't want any of your damn tobacco, Jim.
Sorry, Billy. I'm... just bein' careful is all.
You are aware of all the hell about to break loose?
We have to be silent.
You ain't so tough, just Pat here. Just going...
- It's okay. It's okay. - What did you two do?
You alive?
He got mad at that, threw me to the ground,
but rob a couple folks blind, you can best believe they were all sure as hell askin' for it.
- Look sharp, everybody. - You look like you're gonna grow up to be
You're amazing.