Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Never saw the sun Until it was too late ♪

You ever shot a sheriff, boy?

♪ Lick a shot And every man wave your hand ♪

That's where he'll be.

You two trying to get shot out here?

Till the next time you hear tell

"Let's start what we have come into the room to do."

["Black Woman" playing]

♪ Then we stopped in Addis Ababa ♪

when I gave you that scar.

♪ Three and thirty years ♪

This ain't no road to ask a friend to travel.

My name is Officiant of the Goddamn Law.

It wasn’t just me

Always was in pain, but she'd never let me see her cry.

You got the worst timing in the history of timing.

I'm not talking about that kinda withdrawal.

♪ The road was far too long ♪

I heard Rufus Buck was back.

I built things, and I ain't gonna risk all that

[driver] What the hell are you doin' out here?

When you hear Trump is voted back in!

♪ And she begs he forgives us The sin and the sinners all time ♪

Loyalty is a virtue, Rufus.

Please. Please.

he took off his belt, and he beat me for not protecting my sister.

I'm taking Nat Love to Fort Smith to be tried.

In case you forgot,

♪ Wahala they ride Wahala they run ♪

- Texas. - What?

In the meantime, here's a little token of my appreciation in advance.

Well, clearly, you don't know me.

All comes down to who fast and who ain't, right?

He didn't even have a chance, you son of a bitch!

- [gun clicking empty] - [grunting]

Leave this train now and no one will be hurt.

♪ I'm just a man ♪

Oh, I got to see to a lot of things, Mr. Love.

♪ For the night, we live fast ♪

Oh, y'all was makin' sex?

Now get out of here.

♪ There is no tomorrow ♪

Since you'll never let a man give you away,

And you will add $10,000 on top of that. We'll call that interest.

[Cuffee] Pickett!

♪ Wahala they sing ♪

Harm him further and I will kill every last one of you godless sons of bitches.

♪ Hold those flowers close ♪

[gunshot echoing]

[footsteps approaching]

[crowd murmuring]

♪ As they ran from you ♪

♪ Questions that we did not know ♪

Redwood ain't a hiding place, 'cause I don't hide.

- [gunshot] - [grunts]

Oh, it's still there! [laughs]

'Cause that Mary...

Those days are over now.

- [guns cocking] - [boy whimpers]

♪ Going to the promise land ♪

♪ The road ♪

♪ Better we fall ♪

You just killed my brother.

- Get 'em over there! - Okay, okay.

[indistinct chatter]

Now, that's some unscrupulous shit.

♪ I'm broad ♪

But you don't have to be.

I woulda bet my left six-shooter he was about to kill that boy.

The only thing I need to hear coming out your mouth is "Goodbye, Mary."

♪ When the rain come down harder ♪

I guess I came to the wrong saloon

- [gunshot] - Take your goddamn revenge!

[romantic guitar music playing]

[tense string music building]

Put the weapon down, boy.

- Nat. - [Nat] Pickett.

[man] Yes, ma'am.

But not till the dust settles. I'm here till then.

Cherokee Bill, Ms. Smith, top of the morning to you both.

♪ The louder they roar ♪

Not even the Devil himself.

What is it, Carson?

[Nat whistling melodically]

[rapid drumbeat]

If they say something that even start with "N,"

["Ain't No Better Love" playing]

That's just a flesh wound, sir.

Times have changed, ain't they?

I assume you know who I used to run with.

Then you shoulda told me so.

♪ For the pain will try test we ♪

- [screams] - Jake!

That's a man who knew exactly who he was.

Blow that bitch, Bill!