Where's the Professor?
Uh, he's feeling a little off.
More whiskey for me.
Sounds like a commotion of some kind.
Hold back, let's get a better look.
Look at him up there, boy!
Ah, it's a hanging.
Is that Hex?
You know that man?
We got to help him.
Well, we got to take his crew out first.
-他们好像有武器 -别担心 各位
- They look armed. - Don't worry, guys.
- I got this! - What?
Well, well, well, you look a lot less mean
with that noose around your neck, don't you, Hex?
You think this is finished?
Lookin' pretty finished to me.
Don't you think, boys?
You son of a bitch!
You might want to slow down there.
Because these here parts ain't big enough for the...
five of us.
- And who the hell are you? - What he said.
On second thought, I don't give a damn!
Hold still, Hex.
Now you get on that horse and you ride
till you feel like you can't ride any further, then...
you ride some more.
赶紧的 上马 滚
Now go on, get! Go on!
Saved by a filly. Ain't it the damnedest?
A simple "Thank you" would suffice.
How'd you know I needed saving?
Because we got an alert that history was being changed,
and the coordinates led us to your hanging.
Well, I guess it's nice to know that I matter.
Leaving already? I didn't get to shoot anyone.
I need a drink.
How the hell did you miscreants
manage to not get yourselves killed without him?
Miss Lance has been serving as Captain.
But she's a lady.
You are a lady, right?
You know I could take your life just as easily as I saved it.
Whoever breaks her's in for a wild ride.
Too bad this filly's into other fillies.
You don't say.
So how did you end up in the noose?
Well, I was collecting the bounty
on a pissant by the name of Quentin Turnbull.
- As in "Turnbull Country"? - Never heard of it.
That's because it's not supposed to exist.
This book has changed since the last time I saw it.
-看看这个 吉迪恩 -马上
- Check this out--Gideon. - Right away.
That's a map of the United States from 1876.
All right, who is Turnbull?
Two-bit, yellow-bellied cattle rustler.
Who controls all of the land west of the Rocky Mountains.
Looks like we found our Aberration.
Am I supposed to have the faintest idea what the hell this means?
It's means that we need to stop Turnbull
from taking over the West.
Looks like you got yourself a posse, partner.
Where is everybody?
Ever since Turnbull set up shop 'bout six months ago,
everyone's been run out of town or made to work in the mine.
矿 什么矿 金矿
Mine? What kind of mine? Gold?
Hell if I know.
Nobody's been mining for gold through these parts
for half a century.
Listen to me, "These parts"-- I sound like I'm a cowboy.
Well, he's pulling something out of the ground
that's making him rich-- Turnbull also owns the saloon.
旅馆 洗衣店 还有妓院
The hotel, the laundry... and the whorehouse.
The answer's no, Mick.
Turnbull's got an office above the saloon.
It's also got about a dozen men
making sure nobody gets close to him.
I think I know how we can.
Why don't you mosey on in there?
- Have yourself a good time. - If you insist.
I'm not sure I understand your plan.
You just set a match to a powder keg.
And if Turnbull doesn't want his saloon to burn down,
then he's gonna have to come out of his office and deal with it.
Better yet, get your boy to get in a fight with Turnbull
and bring him out here on the street.
Amaya, your job is to make sure Rory
keeps his pistol in his pants until he's outside the saloon.
Clearly, I drew the short straw.
So what you want us to do?
Reckon I can post up nearby with a long gun.
- Are you chewing tobacco? - Mm, Tootsie Roll.
Get rid of your hats and your guns.
What? I thought we were supposed to be some badass cowboys?
You guys want to know how Turnbull
went from being a cattle rustler
to running his own country?
I'm gonna need you to infiltrate his base of operations.
Y'all are tax collectors?
We're here to go over your books
and make sure everything's in order.
And we're in a bit of a hurry, so, uh...
Yes, we're on the next train back to Washington D.C.
Well, there ain't no train to Washington.
Pass won't be open till spring.
He means mule train.
How'd I go from desperado to accountant?
At least Mick's having fun.
Stuck here doing research while everyone else is out drinking.
It's like high school all over again.
Make it two.
You're with him?
Guys, I think I found something.
According to this ledger,
Turnbull's stockpiling some kind of ore in a nearby mining camp.
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