Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

... and he found religion.
We'll take these three horses.
Need to heal.
Enough of this shit. We'll never make it across land this time soon.
Cause he got everything to lose.
Now we did what we had to do
I'm gonna head up to the west you go down to the east ...
We'll divide into two groups.
- This ain't right, this ain't right.
happy new year, Fitzgerald.
But if you watch the trunk, you will see its stability.
Then you don't eat this, see how that works.
- Fitzgerald.
Short? Short? What the hell is that supposed to mean?
I have to go, I have to...
You have to listen to me, son.
Would be better...
- At least ... - If you want to survive keep your...
As long as you can still grab a breath, you fight.
- At least he heard me ... - They don't hear your voice!
... he found God.
A proper burial.
Stay here.
He wasn't there when Fitzgerald stabbed my boy to death.
Don't let him down.
I'll be right here ...
That's when I felt it.
You killed my boy.
- Get down. - Oh shit.
It will keep you warm.
- Hey you seen Coulter? - No.
We all know what happened out there.
And we can hold up there.
I had to scare samo sense into you boy.
- How is that? - Fitzgerald lied to him...
If you look at its branches, you swear it will fall ...
You understand?
Jim help. Jim get over here.
I want you to wrap 'em up real tight.
Glad to hear you pulled your weight Mr. Bridger.
I'm right here.
I'm working on it.
There are traces of a camp ...
- Dead, all dead. - Who was he?
I can't let you go back out there.
Joined up with a couple of Texas range buddies of his to hunt, you know.
Is it true you killed an officer?
My pa being one ... he wasn't a religious man you, you know?
Shit, I'm actually startin' to miss your wife.
But revenge is in the creator's hands.
Christ almighty.
- Cut the rope.
Calm there Fitz.
- Have you seen Fitzgerald? - No sir.
There is the one being fuckin' us.
Amen.
- Please Captain ... - God!
Find another way.
The best course is hike in on the ground and follow it down...
You hear me?
God damn, can't even find the way fuckin...potato shit...
- How is he? - He'll be fine, but there is swelling ...
- What? - Say the Lord's prayer.
No, no, we made a promise to Captain.
I ought to be God to you ...
Push where he bleeds out.
Captain, this way ...
Get to the boat!
I'm sorry.
I need a horse and a gun.
... we had a deal.