Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

John Luke walks by
Ain't no Wild Bill.
Both of you! Stay here!
Put your hand in there for me.
Is that what you're telling me?
- Here! - There!
- What'd you get? - Six.
Stay away from the gold!
Behind the saloon rolling dice.
Well, it might, if we can teach more than half of these townsfolk
Oh, boy.
You gonna point... You gonna point that rifle at me?
You're not going anywhere. Stay here!
Nothing.
- Where is everybody? - I think we killed 'em all.
It won't have existed for long enough.
- Goody... - I heard the voice.
Maybe he had it coming.
- That's good. - That was pretty good, huh?
Where is your gun?
- All right. Let's do it. - Yeah!
That's it, right there.
And I'm a coward.
Bart Bogue? The robber baron?
How'd we do?
Come on, come on.
I'm not for sale.
For the sake of our children,
Virginia City? Three days past?
He was already dead, if that's what you're wondering.
Hey.
Arcade.
Our crops are dying!
The fire still burns.
This is all we've got.
Before you and your men arrived,
Homesteaders.
Emily
This valley is ours.
Worst-case scenario, all is lost and we blow the mine.
You close your eyes, and you pray.
"Duly sworn warrant officer
Mr. Bogue wants this mine stripped before he gets back.
- And for what? Hmm? - No, preacher.
I keep telling him. He just don't listen.
Hyah! Hyah!
in the Indian Territories, Arkansas and seven other states.
You know, I knew that tomorrow was gonna be a dark day.
Goody.
- So slow. You can't pull it slow enough. - Like that?
The spirit here is willing,
What the hell is he doing here?
So you're standing not only in the way of progress and capital.
May he rest in peace.
You intend to make me chase?
Me trying to love my enemies.
Our paths cross again.
Come on, Teddy.
Push the wagon!
- There he is! - There he is!
Well, this is quite the welcome party.
- Miss Emma. - Thank you.
Ahhh!
These bodies don't get buried in the church graveyard.
- Ah... - This is Billy Rocks. He's with me.
My town. My gold. How?
Love thy enemy
You speak...
Who'd have thought we'd travel this many miles
Now, why'd you have to go and touch your gun for?
Y'all starting to piss me off.
So melt the elements, with fervent heat.
Damn!
Money for blood's a peculiar business.
Try it again.
Statistically speaking, they should've hit something.
- Who's gonna stand up to a man like that? - We will.
- Yes, it does. - Ooh.
We have heard the chimes at midnight. Have we not?
- It's a lie! - It is a lie.
Guess they got what they deserved, Mr. Horne. Uh...
You trying to make me angry? Is that what it is?
You sure you don't want my gun?
I'm hungry.
That's the second time for you.
I was serving a warrant on him for the Northern Pacific Railroad.
It won't sweeten.
Is this what your customers ask you? We are the answer. Let's resolve that.
And it's not for the benefit of mankind.
Two.
- All right, keep the gun on him. - Got it trained right on him.
No, sir.
I want land, you know what I do.
I'll help you. I'm sorry. Let me help you.
You asked me why I wanted to save a piece of rebel trash like you,
Come on, you scum-sucking runt of a man.
Mmm. Not me.
You gotta Hate
Lincoln. Like the president. Say it.
- Please, brothers and sisters. - Reason?
Son of a bitch'll come back with 200 men and slaughter us all.
- Shoot! Go around, fire! - Head him off, over there!
- Nothing's following you. - I heard the voice.
It keeps going on and on and on.
The moment I put a pin in the map,
You run out on these people, Goody,