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(CHATTERING AND YELLING)
(BELL RINGING)
All right, boys, the far end of town.
Hyah, hyah, hyah!
(BELLOWING)
MAN: Keep 'em going!
MAN: Buddy!
WOMAN: All right, ladies, let's go.
I'm Vauneen. I take care of you from this point on.
You get down, and we're gonna get you to work real soon.
All right, gents, let's hand over your firearms.
MAN: Why?
It's the town's rule.
These firearms are the property
of the Central Pacific Railroad.
Well, it don't matter.
Mr. Dillon says no firearms in town,
so no firearms in town.
You can't take these weapons.
I said leave them.
Well, then, you can't come into Mr. Dillon's town.
We're happy to cooperate with Mr. Dillon.
Boys, hand him your firearms.
Help me with that one.
VAUNEEN: Just get back.
They have to be cleaned and washed.
That one's clean enough.
Well, she's not with me.
Let's go, girls. Over here.
Give me a ride, and I'll give you a gold dollar.
I don't know what you mean.
Just a little one.
Come on! One little ride.
(WOMAN SCREAMS)
(CROWD YELLING)
All right. Break it up!
(NEIGHING)
All right, break it up! Walk away!
Get outta here!
How'd he get the firearm?
Come on, help me get these harnesses off.
Ok, guys. Break it up. Walk away.
Walk away!
Thank you.
Didn't like seeing him give you trouble, miss.
You're from the railroad?
I am.
I'm the chief engineer
of the Central Pacific survey party.
I'm here to see Mr. Dillon.
That's right. He didn't say anything about bringing family.
Oh, they're not my family.
But you can take their bags just the same.
You're very kind.
Least I could do, ma'am.
(COUGHING)
Did you hear, Mother?
He's here to see Mr. Dillon, too.
All right, boys. We're moving to the warehouse.
Move!
(COUGHING)
What's your name?
Hope. Hope Burn.
That's a fine name.
(CHUCKLING) Thank you.
So what brings you here...
To Kingdom Come?
We're visiting a relative.
Oh.
How many people live here?
Twelve hundred.
MAN: I'll wait here for the bags.
HOPE: Thank you.
(MOTHER WHEEZING)
(MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
MOTHER: I can't find the right herbs, Hope.
(COUGHS)
I'll take care of it.
(COUGHS)
(TALKING AND LAUGHING)
(WOMAN SINGING)
Dalglish, if you'd like to wait here,
I'll go and see if Mr. Dillon's ready to see you.
Fernando, give this man a drink.
DALGLISH: Whiskey.
(SINGING IN PORTUGUESE)
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
Come in.
(DOOR OPENS)
Railroad fella's here.
What's he like?
Just a young pup. He'll be no bother.
Mr. Dalglish, Mr. Dillon will see you now.
(GIGGLES)
WOMAN: Is that what you like?
(SINGING)
Mr. Dillon, this is him.
Pick a number. We're all set to roll.
I don't gamble. I find it wastes drinking time.
Place it all on one.
It'll be over by the time your drinks get here.
I'd only lose your money.
It's not my money. I just gave 'em to you.
I don't accept gifts, Mr. Dillon.
Gets in the way of business.
What, you think I'm trying to bribe you?
You wouldn't be the first.
Oh, and he booked into the hotel, too.
I told him you'd got a new bed,
but he wouldn't listen to me.
When's your birthday?
DALGLISH: September.
ACTOR ON STAGE: Ozymandias, by...
Twenty-three. 23.
MAN: I met a traveler from an antique land
who said, "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone..."
Near them, on the sand,
half sunk, a shattered visage lies,
whose frown and wrinkled lip...
DEALER: Single zero.
Mmm mmm mmm.
I lost your money.
Don't worry about it.
He owns the casino.
DALGLISH: Your song was beautiful.
SINGER: Thank you.
Mr. Dalglish is from the railroad.
Dalglish?
What kind of name is Dalglish?
Scottish name.
Oh, Scottish.
How romantic.
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!
The town of Kingdom Come would like to welcome
the Central Pacific Railroad survey.
Yeah!
(CHEERING)
In their honor,
all dancing is free tonight.
(CHEERING)
Find some women, boys.
Gentlemen...
I'd like to introduce you to two beautiful ladies.
The French one here is named Sue.
She'd be an education for you.
This is Annie. Good evening.
You think I need an education?
He's taken lessons in every town
from here to San Francisco.
You've come far.
Are you gonna refuse these ladies?
That's an insult.
He's sweet on someone.
Oh. Girl back home?
No, no, here in Kingdom Come.
She come in on the stage.
An easterner. Not the type.
I will make him forget her.
Do you dance?
Only with Mr. Dillon.
Oh, I meant no offense.
I'm not offended.
I am extremely offended.
Oh, no, baby, don't. I meant no offense to you.
How am I gonna cope with it?
I am... I am... I apologize.
I'm so sorry from the bottom of my heart.
Oh, God, what a voice.
(CHUCKLING TOGETHER)
(SIGHS)
He's young, huh?
Younger than you.
He's handsomer than you.
(SQUEALS) (LAUGHS)
No one is handsomer than me.
(MOANING)
He's not more handsome than you.
Ow! Ow, ow!
(LAUGHS) Ouch, my hair!
(LAUGHS)
Ow, you're hurting me.
Oh.
You like to hurt me, huh?
No.
Vauneen.
Give us another whiskey there, will you?
You have got one coming.
This is Mr. Dalglish from the railroad.
Well. Pleased to meet you.
Welcome, welcome. We'll treat you well.
Would you like something to smoke?
A cigar?
Vauneen, come on!
VAUNEEN: Jesus Christ!
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
What's the row?
He tried to pay me with this.
(PANTING) It's my dust.
He lost it to me fair and square playing cards.
Never heard tell of Delaney
playin' cards before.
Well, maybe that's why he lost it. Inexperience.
Well, maybe you better both call on Mr. Dillon
in my office first light tomorrow.
Get lost.
WOMAN: All right, party's over.
Give us another shot, Vauneen.
Let's get back to work. Another shot for you.
Got that coming.
Why don't you lock them up?
Have no need.
A man gets told to call on Mr. Dillon, he calls.
It's either that, or he leaves town.
It's a tidy little town, Mr. Dalglish.
Suit the railroad just fine.
SUE: Hey, you!
Hey, get off there. I'm sorry, he's mine.
(LAUGHING)
How about both of you?
VAUNEEN: Hey, hey, hey.
Down the hall on your left.
Give him the feather beds.
We want to treat him well.
Come on, feather bed.
Have a nice week. See you next week.
Go easy on him, girls. He's only a young fella.
Where's he going?
He's going down the hall.
I've been waiting for hours.
Well, you're gonna wait for a while longer, aren't you?
You didn't bring the railroad into town.
Missed the boat again, Jim.
VAUNEEN: Aw, wipe the sourpuss off your face.
So, is it true you get to choose the name of the station?
Mmm-hmm.
You can name it after me.
What's your name again? Sarah.
He's gonna call it Sue because he's gonna name it after me.
(LAUGHING)
You know the railroad is the greatest enterprise
in the history of America. You can't just want your name on it,
you have to deserve to get your name on it.
Let's take this off.
Sue? Why would I name it Sue?
Because I'm going to fuck you so deep, so, so deep
your dick will come out somewhere in the middle of China.
MOTHER: Hope.
Come here, Hope, quick.
That's him.
That's Mr. Dillon.
HOPE: That's him on the horse?
Here, take these.
You give them to Mr. Dillon.
Nobody else.
You all right?
Go, hurry.
GRIMES: I...
Harry Grimes of the Roughwood claim,
on the 30th of November of this year,
was found to have knowingly removed color and dust
from the person of Mr. Delaney
while he was asleep drunk.
(CROWD JEERING AND YELLING)
GRIMES: I know what I did was wrong...
And I deserve to be punished.
SWEETLEY: Standard sentence
is 50 big ones.
Mr. Dillon has commuted that to 25,
'cause he knows it won't happen again.
(CHEERING)
(CROWD GROANING)
(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)
SWEETLEY: All right, boys.
Show's over.
Go home!
Mr. Dillon?
I've been asked to give this to you.
What's this?
It's from Mrs. Burn.
Hope?
Hope!
You're Hope?
Mr. Dillon.
Miss Burn.
Can I walk you home?
Yes.
Mr. Dillon's your relative?
Yes, he is.
Our rich relation.
He's a good relative to have.
(SCOFFS) Unless he runs us out of town with his bullwhip.
Most towns they would've lynched that man for what he did.
Mr. Dillon's whipping probably saved his life.
Did you really see a lynching?
Near enough got lynched myself one time.
Really?
Town was expecting to get the railway.
Had to tell 'em it was gonna pass 15 miles to the north.
Thought the prospect of a rope might change my mind.
But it didn't.
No.
It must be exciting to be out in the wilderness
with lynch mobs and grizzly bears
and wild Indians.
Oh, it is.
Can I come with you?
It's not a pleasure trip.
I'm strong.
I won't slow you down.
All right, then.
When?
Tomorrow morning.
Go to the pass above the town.
We'll be back by evening.
I'd like that.
Thank you, Mr. Dalglish.
See you tomorrow.
(PANTING)
(MUMBLES)
Elena.
Look.
I got food, fire, if you want.
(BABY CRYING)
It's pork fixins.
Done got one bowl.
(CRYING)
Where you from? Dublin.
You?
Poland.
Something to drink?
Thanks.
Ain't seen a woman in...
Quite some time.
That's all right.
Find anything?
There's no gold in America.
No more gold than there is elephants.
BURN: There's no pleasure in it.
A man loses heart.
Even if he makes a strike, he loses heart.
Is there more?
I don't need more gold.
(BABY CRYING)
I need a woman.
Take that one.
I'll trade you.
You wouldn't part with her.
For six months I've dragged her behind me
across this godforsaken land.
I started out with two mules.
Had a wagon and kit.
Now I own nothing but her.
You don't own me.
The claim.
I'll give you the claim.
(CRYING)
ELENA: Daniel.
Shut up and let me think.
I'll take the child, too.
Be happy to.
You want to sell your child?
I'm talking straight.
ELENA: Shh.
You have to blow.
See how it catches?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
That got it.
(LAUGHING) Probably softer.
Warm this up on the outside.
And eventually this will warm up and you put it
on your face and your hands. It'll keep you warm all day.
Thank you.
DALGLISH: We've got snowshoes if you want.
HOPE: I'm fine.
You're not too cold?
No.
But if your feet go numb, you let me know.
Don't worry. I'm from pioneer stock.
Father was a forty-niner.
Mother, too.
I was a baby here when the whole of California was as empty as this.
MAN: All right, Francisco!
DALGLISH: Did they find gold?
HOPE: A little.
Not enough.
They never told me it was this beautiful out here.
It's wonderful.
How will you get a railroad up here?
You'd have to knock down the mountain.
Maybe that's what we'll do.
Blast a tunnel through it.
(INDISTINCT)
(EXPLOSION)
Can I please have some more water for my mother?
(SIGHS) Sure.
Thank you. You're welcome.
WOMAN: Oh!
Miss Burn?
Yes?
We have a mutual friend.
One Mr. Dalglish?
Oh, yes.
My name is Lucia.
Pleased to meet you. I'm Hope.
Hope. It's a beautiful name.
Thank you.
You can call me Lucy.
Well, I've come to ask you
if you'd like to join Mr. Dillon and I
for a visit at our home.
Oh, yes. Thank you.
When?
Here's your water.
Thank you.
Anytime, really. Now, if you want.
Oh, I'm not... I'm not sure.
My mother is...
Oh, you can bring your mother, too.
I'll ask.
I'll wait here.
All right.
(HUMMING)
Mrs. Dillon is downstairs.
She wants me to call on her.
You, too.
Mrs. Dillon.
She's downstairs.
How does she know we're here?
Mr. Dalglish told her.
Shall I go?
Yeah.
Go fix your hair.
I don't have time. She's waiting.
She can wait some more.
Come here.
Don't talk too much when you're there.
All right? Don't talk out of turn.
About Dillon, I mean.
If she doesn't ask, don't offer.
Don't worry, Mother. I know what to do.
Okay.
Good-bye.
(DOOR CLOSES)
Where are you from, Hope?
From Boston.
Oh, Boston.
(SPEAKING PORTUGUESE)
(GIGGLES) I would love to go to Boston.
Tonight Mr. Dalglish is gonna fall
hopelessly in love with you.
I don't think so. Why would he do that?
Because you're gonna look ravishing.
Leave it to me.
We'll captivate him.
LUCIA: I tried to make it as much like San Francisco as I could.
(HOPE CHUCKLES)
(LUCIA SINGING)
(PLAYING PIANO)
(SINGING IN PORTUGUESE)
Exactly.
Think I have it. Let's do it from the beginning.
All right.
(SINGING)
What do you think of the shape?
I've never really worn anything like it.
I don't know.
Here's the skirt that goes along with it.
It's so beautiful.
We could change some of the lacing.
Won't it be too big, though?
Oh, we can fix that for you.
SWEETLEY: Ok, boys, get the boxes and boards moving.
Come on!
Thank you.
Come on, boys. We want to get there before dark.
Come on!
Keep it coming, keep it coming.
(LUCIA SINGING IN PORTUGUESE)
(APPLAUSE AND CHEERING)
LUCIA: Ladies. Ladies and gentlemen,
we have a guest tonight,
a pianist of great distinction, as you've just heard,
and an actress,
and a reciteuse known throughout the Americas.
Miss Hope Burn.
There's a glen in old Tir Conaill...
That was a wonderful song.
Thank you very much.
What was it about?
It's a song about my father's home in Portugal.
Want to know something?
She's got a mole.
(LAUGHING)
And the neighbors loved the widow's winsome daughter...
Quiet!
(WHISPERING)
All of you.
Carry on.
HOPE: Then one day there came a letter
with her passage paid to go,
to the land where the Missouri
and the Mississippi flow.
Soon she'd packed, and all was ready,
and one morning at the door,
the widow, brokenhearted,
parted with her Noreen Bawn.
Excuse me, I'm gonna go change.
Weary years the widow waited,
till one evening through the door,
slowly walked a slender female,
costly were the clothes she wore.
She said, "Mother, don't you know me?
"I've only caught a cold."
But two scarlet spots upon her cheek
their own sad story told.
There's a grave in old Tir Conaill
where the wildflowers gently wave.
There's a gray-haired woman weeping,
lowly kneeling on the grave.
She says, "Noreen, can't you hear me?
"I'm so lonesome since you've gone.
"'Twas the curse of emigration
"placed you here, my Noreen Bawn."
ELENA: Daniel, stop.
DILLON: Come on!
(CRYING)
Hope.
HOPE: So, dear youth and tender maidens,
ponder well before you go,
from your humble homes in Ireland
what's beyond you little know.
For what is gold and where's the pleasure
when your health and strength are gone?
When you think of emigrating,
then remember Noreen Bawn.
(APPLAUSE)
Thank you.
SWEETLEY: Haven't heard that in years.
DILLON: Sit down. Thank you.
Let me say, it was enchanting. Thank you.
BELLANGER: Sing, Dalglish. Sing, sing!
Uh, no. No.
Come on, sing!
No.
MEN: Sing! Sing!
I know that ballad.
(GIGGLES)
(APPLAUSE)
Dalglish!
I used to say it for my father.
He used to always cry at the end.
What was he like?
My father?
DALGLISH: Come up here and dance with me.
I thought he was your relative.
Mother said you are our relation by marriage.
Yeah.
* Oh, Shenandoah I long to hear you
That's too high. (CLEARS THROAT)
SWEETLEY: Go again! Go again.
Go again.
DALGLISH: Right now?
Do you have any children, Mr. Dillon?
Hmm? Do you have any children?
No. No.
* Oh, Shenandoah I long to hear you
* Away, you rolling river
* Oh, Shenandoah
* I long to hear you
(GIGGLES)
* Away
* I've gone away
* Across the wide Missouri
(CHEERING)
ANNIE: Don't. (GIGGLES)
Stop it.
You're special.
(LAUGHS) Am I?
Very special.
No. You say that...
And then you'll go off
with your big box of nitroglycerine,
and you'll never come back.
Of course I'll come back.
Uh-uh.
What are you two standing out in the hallway? You've got men in there.
Why don't you go and do your job and smoke later?
MAN: (COUGHS) Vauneen!
Bellanger! Time's up!
I want to see some more money.
Annie! Yeah.
You're not givin' it away. Come on.
On the table! I know!
Right now!
MAN: Hey, where are you at?
Cheap.
VAUNEEN: She's a good ride...
I need another $30.
Mary, what? She's not with you?
Mary, come on. Get your skinny ass in here.
This man's waiting for you.
Just go and do your job.
DALGLISH: Dillon was askin' me about you.
HOPE: What did you tell him?
I told him you were a gold digger
and he should steer clear of you.
(CHUCKLES) That's very perceptive of you.
I have to leave again tomorrow morning,
have to survey the next valley.
Are you coming back?
Yes.
What are you looking for?
LUCIA: My bustle.
It's here.
VAUNEEN: It was a good night.
LUCIA: Yeah? How much?
$900, 4 ounces of gold.
That's good.
One of them's paying Annie
for every breathing minute of the day.
I liked your song. Oh, thank you.
You should keep an eye on your man.
The way he was looking at that young one...
Oh, please. Ooh, la la.
Come on. She's a child for God's sake.
So were you when he found you.
She's gonna marry the girl off to the railroad man, anyway.
I think I know what I'm doing. That's for sure.
VAUNEEN: Good night. LUCIA: Good night.
LUCIA: (WHISPERING) Come on. Back to work.
(SIGHS)
(DOOR OPENS)
I don't think you'll ever come back.
Of course I'll come back.
I'm leavin' a kit here.
What about me?
Hmm? You'll come back for your kit, but leave me behind.
I'm comin' for you as well.
Yeah. Yeah.
You're thinking more about that kit than me.
Go to sleep.
Goes into Mrs. Burn's room,
through the lobby, up the stairs, okay?
MAN: Damn near frozen.
It's beautiful.
Does it look silly?
It looks beautiful on you.
HOPE: Mother, thank you.
Where do I leave this, ma'am?
Oh, over here.
Mr. Dillon wants to see you, ma'am.
He sent me to fetch you.
I'm not a parcel, Mr. Sweetley.
No, ma'am. I'll wait for you outside.
Miss.
HOPE: Thank you. Mother.
Look at this.
Here. I'll help you down.
All right?
(HORSE WHINNIES) You stay there.
SWEETLEY: All right, Dan.
(DOOR BANGING)
(CLOSES DOOR) (BANGING STOPS)
They said you were sick.
I'm dying.
Burn died.
He left us with nothing.
I want to do right by Hope.
I hope you feel the same.
Coffee?
No.
I want $200 a year. That's all.
If 200 is too much, we can argue.
Whatever it is, I want it in writing.
I don't drink anymore, Elena.
I want you to know that.
I need money.
I need money for Hope.
Does she know?
No.
It's cold up here. Sweetley'll show you down.
Mr. Dewolfe.
Ah, Mr. Dillon.
Sit down. Sit down.
Morning, Mr. Dillon.
Open the door.
(LUCIA GASPING)
Oh, Dillon. Oh, I love you.
(MOANING)
What is it?
A present.
What are these?
The deeds to the saloon. It's all yours.
Why?
We have to end this.
What are you talking about?
It's a handsome settlement.
You have no need to work... I'm not a goddamn whore!
I don't want your money.
You tell me why.
Deeds to the tobacco house are there, too.
You stop saying that!
Why?
It can't be.
You think I don't know what's going on?
It's that girl. You wanna fuck that little girl!
You pig! You bast...
(SOBS)
(SOBBING)
Soon as we're through the mountains,
I'm leavin'. You'll see.
You always say that when you meet somebody.
She has a child.
Annie?
Left him with a woman in Sacramento.
We're gonna get him back.
Ain't gonna be any kind of life, him livin' with her.
Gonna get a piece of land,
and I'm gonna build her a home.
(LAUGHS) Bellanger, you're so full of shit.
You haven't been able to sit still since '62.
Yes, I have.
Yeah? Where?
A whorehouse in San Francisco.
BELLANGER: It's too narrow, boss.
You'll never build here.
DALGLISH: I've built on worse.
DALGLISH: Boys, bring that nitro around,
across to here!
Come to the edge!
We could blast a shelf.
Where?
Right there.
(HORSE WHINNIES)
MAN: Whoa! Whoa!
MAN: That's it.
(EXPLOSION)
(MAN SCREAMING)
MAN: Thomas!
(MAN SCREAMING)
Thomas! Thomas.
(SCREAMING)
"Surely, goodness and mercy shall follow me
"all the days of my life,
"and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. Amen."
ALL: Amen.
There's no way through here. You know that.
Then the railroad won't go through Kingdom Come.
So?
So, what about Annie?
Plenty of Annies,
but it ain't Annie you're worried about.
MAN: Watch where you put that.
MAN 2: Hey, John...
Get the horses.
T.J., are we nearly there?
Almost ready.
DILLON: All right, men. Keep a straight line.
Ready? Pull!
(CREAKING)
DILLON: Straighten it up down there! Pull!
That's it. Keep pulling.
Pull!
Get them going, now, T.J.
Straighten it up back there!
Pull!
(WOMAN SINGING OPERA MUSIC)
Mother. There's music outside.
(SINGING CONTINUES)
(SINGING)
Mr. Dillon requests the pleasure of the company
of Mrs. Burn and Miss Burn.
When?
Now.
Why?
Mr. Dillon wants to tell you himself, personal.
Keep the lines straightened up!
(CHEERING)
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
Mrs. Burn! I need to talk to ya!
What's all this for?
I want us to get married.
We're already married. No one knows that.
It would make everything right.
You'd have all the money you ever wanted.
I have no other kin.
Hope would stand to take it all when I died.
What about your little lady?
She's got nothin' to do with this.
You didn't marry her, then?
I was already married.
We can be a family again.
I could be a father to her.
There's just one thing...
I don't want her to know what I've done.
Well, she won't hear it from me.
Is it settled?
It's settled.
HOPE: How can you marry him?
I don't understand.
They were never married.
Hardly explains why he's marrying you.
I knew him from before.
Before Father?
Before Father.
Hey, boys!
The surveyors are here!
(WOMEN TALKING)
Come on, hurry up.
(PANTING) I'm hurrying.
Hello, Dalglish.
We've been waiting for you.
DALGLISH: Where's everybody?
They're at a wedding.
Why aren't you there?
It's Mr. Dillon's wedding to Mrs. Burn.
Come on, boys!
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(GUESTS CHATTERING)
DILLON: I want you to be happy.
ELENA: I'm happy.
You're all right then?
Yes.
How you doing?
Look after it.
Bellanger, come and dance.
Excuse me, ma'am. Excuse me.
Hello, Miss Burn.
Hello.
How are you?
Will you dance with me?
I would love to.
How have you been?
Very well.
(GIGGLING)
We're starting on the fast part.
(LAUGHS)
(MUSIC STOPS)
Kingdom Come needs a railroad.
DALGLISH: Everyone needs the railroad.
The nation needs it.
DILLON: This'll all be Hope's one day.
You should think about that.
I don't want it, Mr. Dillon.
It's yours, want it or not.
Now, will you dance with me?
Sorry.
You all right?
Yes.
Okay, folks, I'd like a lovely wedding picture.
If you could please stand in front of the house,
I'll have you sitting here.
Do you want me sitting down?
Yes, please.
Perhaps the bride should be sitting down.
The bri... Yes.
(CHEERING AND WHISTLING)
(LAUGHS)
ANNIE: Do you love me?
Yes. Do you?
Of course.
You're not teasing me?
No.
(LAUGHS)
I have to leave again tomorrow.
Already?
Yeah. We have to survey the other side.
But I'll be back.
When?
Soon.
(FIRECRACKER WHISTLES)
Is Dillon going to get what he wants?
I don't know.
Everything would change.
For the better.
There'd be a school, church.
Maybe even pavements?
(LAUGHS)
It'd need a new name.
Dillonville, most likely.
Dillonopolis or Dilladelphia.
There are so many possibilities.
Hope is a good name for a town.
Are you building the railroad
all the way to the Atlantic?
It's already there.
The idea is we meet in the middle.
Oh, right.
(CHUCKLES)
It's not so very far away, then?
No.
BELLANGER: Dalglish!
Miss Burn.
Come on, boy. We're in the saloon.
DALGLISH: No, no. I'm too tired. We're engaged.
HOPE: Are you? Yeah.
You got engaged? We're having a party.
You have to come. You, too, miss. I'm sorry. I can't.
I promised my mother I'd help her.
Thank you, though.
Bellanger, come on. I want to tell Sue.
BELLANGER: You have to come.
All right.
Congratulations.
(LAUGHS)
You sure you don't want to go?
I'm sorry. I can't. I'd love to.
One drink?
I really have to help my mother. Thank you.
I understand.
(CHEERING)
All right, all right!
In the honor of the engagement
between Mr. Bellanger
and this certain lady of the parish,
the Central Pacific Railroad company...
Is buying the drinks!
(CHEERING)
And tobacco!
And a certain quantity of tobacco.
(CHEERING)
(PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT)
I'm gonna see Sue.
You do that, honey.
Hey, you, miss.
Don't be sad, Sue.
You're gonna make me cry.
SUE: I've always dreamed about it. (CHUCKLES)
You look lost, Lochinvar.
You don't want a girl tonight?
Not tonight.
(TAPS ON BAR)
BARMAN: Yes, ma'am.
You want to walk me home?
I can't. Big day tomorrow.
So very proper.
I like that.
WOMAN: You have to hold me up.
Does that hurt?
Dalglish.
Mr. Dillon.
We left our gear in the warehouse.
You can invoice us.
Ah, there'll be no charge.
Then we'll pay what we think is right.
Dalglish, if you don't get me the railroad, don't come back.
Thank you.
Can I get you something? I'm fine.
Look at the piano.
Dillon got it for you.
(PLAYING PIANO)
Man has now isolated and identified
the force that originated and galvanized life itself.
That force is electricity.
Look...
The frog is dead.
However, if we introduce a small electrical charge...
To the frog...
And...
(CRANKING)
Of course, it is too late
to rekindle that force
in the poor frog for any length of time.
Pardon me.
But the judicious imbibing of electricity...
During illness can rejuvenate
the body's own life juices...
And reinvigorate the will to live.
Take it. Yes.
Don't be afraid.
This device produces a small electrical charge.
(CRANKING)
Feel it?
No?
MAN: No, keep going.
BELLANGER: Howdy.
(TRAIN CHUGGING)
It's narrow.
DALGLISH: We've built in worse.
It's expensive.
$80,000 a mile. Maybe 70.
What about this town here, Kingdom Come?
What's gonna happen to that?
They can move it, sir.
Anybody gonna give you any trouble?
I guess so.
Do what you have to do.
Yes, sir.
Thank you.
Don't any of you try to get a day's work without a token.
I've had enough of all that. Okay, boys.
Me! Here!
Here you go.
(GASPING)
Bring some water, please?
Help me take off her nightgown.
Arms up.
(COUGHING)
Thank you, Mr. Dillon.
Thank you.
Elena!
Hello.
Could I get more of the herbs I got last time, please?
Keep your head on straight, Bellanger.
We're not here for a fight.
If I could even get a little bit more of the other one, please.
Big one! MAN: Got it.
It's this one.
MAN: Packing up and leaving town.
(ELECTRICITY MACHINE CRANKING)
If you walk around, it will be dissipated.
The survey party's here and they're packing their gear.
I'll be right with you.
The current needs time to circulate.
Dan?
No.
(RIFLE COCKS)
MAN: Make sure the harnesses are tight.
Are you leaving us, Dalglish?
Or is the railroad coming through
right now through my corral?
No, it's not.
Which way is it coming?
It's going along the valley floor, Mr. Dillon.
Valley floor?
That's a long way from my town.
DALGLISH: It is. But the land down there, it's unclaimed.
DILLON: You let me down, Dalglish.
Why'd you come back?
We had to collect railroad property, Mr. Dillon.
(COCKS RIFLE)
Mr. Sweetley,
these men are in town carrying weapons.
BELLANGER: Across past the town boundary.
We're not in Kingdom Come.
I decide the boundaries of my town.
Hope, go home! Bellanger!
Stay right there, Mr. Dillon!
No one else needs to get hurt here today.
DALGLISH: Sorry about Mr. Sweetley.
We'll pack up our stuff and move out as soon as we can.
You've got till dawn.
Take him to the sheriff's office.
Take your hat off.
Put your guns down.
Let's go home.
(SLAMS DOOR)
ELENA: What happened?
Sweetley's dead.
Dalglish killed him.
Come here.
Come.
(SOBS)
(SIGHS)
Sometimes you turn away from someone, and you look back
and all of your life has gone by.
Don't stay here.
Don't stay for me.
(ALL CHATTERING)
No one's very happy about this, Lucy.
(WOLF WHISTLE)
Oh, boy.
ANNIE: Francisco, where's Bellanger?
WOMAN: Gentlemen. Come in.
Come in, ladies. Come on.
WOMAN: Who needs a little squeeze?
Hey.
(LAUGHTER)
Everyone's on the house tonight.
Come on. Don't sit around like a bunch of virgins. Have a good time.
Hey, not her now. Come on.
MAN: Yahoo!
(LAUGHS)
You pay, you pay! (LAUGHS)
Don't go, Bellanger.
Please don't go.
(SINGING)
(LAUGHTER)
LUCIA: I'm going to miss you.
Come with us.
You can build a town.
What do you mean?
Why not?
You register land, you organize money. You can do that.
Do that well.
Oh, I could do it.
Really?
(SIGHS)
(SINGING IN FRENCH)
You know she's dying?
You leave now, you'll never see her again.
(SIGHS)
(SCREAMING)
MAN: What the hell's goin' on?
Where is he? Where's Dalglish?
You tell me, or I'll shoot the woman!
He's at Lucia's house!
(ALL SCREAMING)
MAN: Keep movin'.
Move, move, move!
LUCIA: What the hell are you doing? I told you to get out!
Are you crazy? Shut up, or I'll kill ya!
Now, get out.
Why are you here? Don't you have a wife and daughter to go home to?
Hope's your daughter, isn't she?
You all right?
Yes.
(FOOTSTEPS DESCENDING STAIRS)
(CHATTERING)
Come on, just you and me then, huh?
I got a stiff-on I could dig coal with.
(LAUGHS) No, I'm afraid you'll have to use your hands now.
Oh, come on. Get them sticky, a little bit.
It'll only take you a minute. (BOTH LAUGHING)
Sue, I think we found something of yours. (GIGGLES)
LUCIA: The Kingdom Come tobacco shop and saloon will be closed as of today.
We're moving to the valley near the railroad.
There'll be no women and no drink in Kingdom Come from here on in.
If you want women, work, or drink, you know where to find them.
If you want to stay here, God bless you.
WOMAN: Pack up. We'll meet you shortly.
VAUNEEN: Come look for our tent down in the valley.
We'll take care of you there, you stud.
All right, then. Don't forget about us.
We won't forget about you, I promise.
See you down there.
* Don't forget thou
* Do not grieve
* For my heart is true
* and cannot deceive
* My hand and my heart
* I'll give to thee
* So, farewell
Are we gonna meet again after this?
Next time you see me, most likely won't talk to me.
Why?
'Cause you'll be the richest woman north of Sacramento,
and I'm just a railroad engineer.
Hmm. Wouldn't you like to stay to build a town?
I don't want to build a town.
I want to build the railroad.
You'd stay if someone else asked you.
Who?
Hope.
Have you thought about a name for the town?
I'd like to name it after my father's home.
I always dreamed of going back there.
He made it sound so beautiful.
This is my home now,
and you, Dalglish,
don't you want to find a home?
Yeah.
After the railroad's finished.
DALGLISH: Good-bye. Good-bye, Dalglish.
Back to work.
DILLON: I want her to be my daughter.
Then you have to tell her the truth.
(CLOCK CHIMES)
(HOPE PLAYING PIANO)
(SCREAMING)
Oh, my...
Elena. Oh! Oh, God. Oh.
What is it? Elena, tell me.
Come on. All right. It's all right.
(GASPING)
Come here.
(GASPING FOR BREATH)
All right. Let me give you some laudanum.
Drink as much as you can.
Drink it.
You have to keep drinking.
Please drink a little bit more.
(GROANING)
Please drink. I'm sorry.
You'll be all right in a minute.
You'll be okay in a minute.
You'll be all right in a minute.
(CRYING IN PAIN)
Look at me. It'll be all right.
(GASPING FOR AIR)
Listen to me.
It's all right. It's all right.
(WHEEZING)
(CRYING)
(SOBBING)
(ELENA WHEEZING)
(ELENA WHEEZING LOUDLY)
Get to work on that this afternoon.
Dillon.
No guns allowed. No guns allowed in my town.
I just came to get a priest.
What do you need a priest for?
Elena died.
(PRIEST PRAYING)
PRIEST: Amen.
DILLON: Where are you going?
I'm leaving.
I'm going to find Dalglish.
She told me you should never give up on someone you love,
no matter what they do.
Good-bye.
Hope.
I need to show you something.
Will you come with me?
Will you wait here, please?
I'll be here.
This way.
Who is it?
DILLON: You know who it is.
It's you.
The baby is you.
The woman is your mother.
I don't understand.
I sold you.
I sold your mother.
I sold you both to Burn...
For gold.
Right here in this hut.
(CRYING)
Hope!
VAUNEEN: Welcome back, Mr. Dalglish.
DALGLISH: Vauneen, good to see you.
ANNIE: Bellanger! There's Bellanger!
There she is.
There's Bellanger!
ANNIE: Bellanger!
Baby!
Oh! Oh, let me feel.
Been to see the priest? Where's the priest?
(PANTING) No, he's not here.
Why not?
He had to go into Kingdom Come.
What for?
Well...
Mrs. Dillon's dead.
He had to go for her funeral.
BELLANGER: Will he be back?
I hope so.
Come and see the church.
It's not finished yet.
Friends...
We are here to witness
the beginning of a new era
and the beginning of a new city.
(CHEERING)
Years from now, when the story is told
of how American men and women
bound this wilderness with cords of steel,
you will be able to say you played your part.
(CHEERING)
And on behalf of the Central Pacific Railroad,
I wish you good fortune and all prosperity
in your new city of...
Lisboa!
(CHEERING)
(FIRE CRACKLING)
(GLASS SHATTERING)
ANNIE: There's the priest.
BELLANGER: It's Miss Burn.
I'll be back.
Whoa, whoa. Whoa.
DALGLISH: Let me help you.
Thank you.
Miss Burn, I'm sorry about your mother.
She'd been ill for a long time.
I've behaved badly.
When you go to a place for a short time,
you behave differently than you would
in different circumstances.
It is a pity that the circumstances weren't different.
Hope... I'd like to see the wedding.
Yes, of course.
Thank you.
(PRIEST RECITING IN LATIN)
(SPEAKS LATIN)
PRIEST: Annie...
(SPEAKING LATIN)
Francis...
In nomine patris, et filii, et spiritus sancti.
You're man and wife.
(CONGREGATION CHEERING)
WOMAN: Kiss him, Annie!
(WOMAN LAUGHING)
(PEOPLE YELLING)
MAN: Fire!
LUCIA: Alan! Alan, saddle up the horses.
MAN: Get the horses!
I need to come with you. All right. I'll bring the horses.
John! Robert!
Francisco!
(CROWD YELLING)
(TOWNSPEOPLE YELLING)
Have you found him?
No.
We'll start the search first light.
(COLLAPSING WOOD RUMBLES)
(GASPS)
(SOBBING)
HOPE: Dillon!
DALGLISH: Dillon!
Dillon!
DALGLISH: Dillon!
Dillon!
HOPE: Mr. Dillon!
DALGLISH: Mr. Dillon!
HOPE: What's that?
(WHISPERING) No.
Father, wake up, please.
Please wake up.
(KISSES)
Will you help me turn him over, please?
Bring those horses up here.
Help me turn him over on his back.
Stop the horse. Stop it! Please.
Daniel?
Oh, Daniel.
(CRYING)
DALGLISH: They were like kings.
Who were?
Pioneers.
People like Dillon.
They came out here when there was nothing,
built these towns, and ruled them like kings.
MAN: Gold!
MAN 2: Gold!
(MEN YELLING)
Let's go get it. It's in the bank!
Come on, there! Move, move!
It's ours now!
MAN: Yee-hah!
(MEN YELLING)