Awful soft dirt in here. Make sure you shore it up good.
It's like working inside a cow down here.
Una vaca plata that is going to pay off my ranch.
You know, it's like a woman.
It's all you ever talk about.
Meanwhile, she's taking all your money.
And you, you spend all of your money on whiskey.
But you're going to miss me soon.
Jefe, Victor is gone.
What do you mean, "gone"?
We were working the face.
I know he couldn't have got past me.
But now he's just gone.
Juan! Where are ya?
So many people leaving.
Is everyone rejecting us?
No, Fu Yien, we're sure.
They are leaving because the mine is closed.
Maybe we need a different name.
Perhaps it was not the best choice, huh?
you've been looking at that hat for a month. Buy it or don't buy it.
No, no, I can't afford it.
You take it on credit, pay us later.
Stan Kelton is leaving. Loading up his wagon.
Stan, too? Now we're a town without a blacksmith.
It'll end up as a ghost town
if that mine doesn't re-open.
If everybody leaves, who will buy our things?
And we'll go back to China.
Only way you going back to China
is if you learn how to swim.
What does I Ching say?
"Expect arrival of great conqueror."
The mine will not stay closed.
That ore is turning out 100 ounces to the ton.
Two hundred, my friend.
Two hundred? Well, nobody is walking away from riches like that.
Well, if you saw what I saw, you might walk away.
You never really told us what you saw.
I saw nothing,
but the "nothing," it was worse than anything I have ever seen.
You're not thinking of pulling out, too?
No, I cannot do that.
I would lose everything, like you.
Like all of us.
Listen! It's about the mine.
The owner of the mine is coming.
All the way from Philadelphia.
He say, "Low profit from mine unacceptable.
"Proceeding with all dispatch.
"Will take matters into hand personally."
Sign, Hiram Gummer.
That's a real $2 name.
I'll wager he gets this thing solved
faster than a bee with a horse on its tail.
Yeah, see you later now!
The stage is coming! It's coming!
迪科帕 克莉斯丁 有馬車 要過來了
Tecopa, Ms. Christine, the stage! It's coming!
-What do you think he looks like? -He's probably fat.
Rich people are always fat.
Oh, my word.
-Anybody in there? -It's full of luggage.
-It's about time. -Indeed it is.
-Pardon me, ma'am. -Let me in there.
Can't wait to get out of this place.
No one got out.
Mr. Hiram Gummer?
I am he.
I am Pyong Chang.
This is my market.
-You're not very fat. -Quiet.
You must have enough money to burn a wet mule, huh?
Mr. Gummer, I'm Christine Lord.
Proprietress of the local hotel.
Well, you're lovelier than Fifth Avenue in Spring.
Welcome to Rejection.
Aptly named, it would seem.
I'm here to see one Andrew Beckwith,
to whom I've sent three communiques, all unanswered.
I want to speak to him forthwith.
That might prove to be a little difficult.
Why? Where is he?
On that. The last stage out of here.
That's just dandy. The last?
Too few passengers.
You see, the mine closed several weeks ago.
That is why you're here, isn't it?
Closed? The mine closed?
I feel I've not been privy to critical, most needful information.
You don't know what happens at the mine?
Seventeen miners were killed in one day.
The workers abandoned it
Seventeen? What on earth happened?
No one knows.
Must you speak in riddles?
The only person who could answer that question is Juan Pedilla.
Then I should like to speak with him straight away.
Well, he's out riding his land.
We expect him back shortly.
Please, you must be tired from your traveling.
Won't you let me show you to the hotel?
Oh, very well.
Come, come. I'll need assistance with my kit.
This is our bank. Closed, of course.
Our blacksmith, also closed.
And our post office. Closed.
Of course. Quite the bustling metropolis.
And this is my hotel, welcome.
Right this way.
An impressive arsenal. Are you a collector?
The miners came West to strike it rich.