Speaker 1: Hm, I am the fairy man.
Speaker 2: The human spirit is my business. Their madness, their passion,
Speaker 2: the wonderful and monstrous ways they burn out their brief candle.
Speaker 3: I regret to tell you that very many American lives
Speaker 3: in love.
Speaker 4: Was heard to shouts from the car. He's dead. Whether
Speaker 4: he referred to president or four hours.
Speaker 5: People must get up and go.
Speaker 3: If I am here in the in between, to collect
Speaker 3: their spirits and carry them to what comes next.
Speaker 2: This road is not on any map.
Speaker 3: It spanned the thresholds between their most forbidden desires and
Speaker 3: their greatest fear.
Speaker 1: All I ask for.
Speaker 3: In payment is a tale and accounting of their lives
Speaker 3: and the great temporary that is the land we're living.
Speaker 2: These are their stories.
Speaker 5: This is.
Speaker 6: The passage.
Speaker 2: This is a wasteland, the end of the line. Out here,
Speaker 2: the old.
Speaker 3: Ways are already dead, yet the new ways are not
Speaker 3: yet born. I can still smell the gunpowder from the
Speaker 3: Civil War wafting from the east. It came in on
Speaker 3: the clothes of the men who traveled west. It came
Speaker 3: on their breath, the blood still.
Speaker 7: Caked onto their nails, who death behind their eyes and
Speaker 7: their souls disfigured by slaughter.
Speaker 3: They brought their horror stories with them by horse and wagon,
Speaker 3: and now a railway that slithers ever westward like the cold,
Speaker 3: hungry snake. Ahead of the railroad, they summon the same
Speaker 3: war machine, once aimed at each other. With it, they
Speaker 3: decimated the ancient nations that are here, so they can
Speaker 3: breed cattle until the bloody soil they've stolen. Some have
Speaker 3: made this journey to find their fortunes, others to escape
Speaker 3: their past, their identity shifting with each mile they travel
Speaker 3: farther west, And so this place is barely held together
Speaker 3: by a delicate balance between hope and fear, power and justice.
Speaker 2: The cabin.
Speaker 3: Weirly, but our traveling companion will be out in a moment.
Speaker 3: McCarty Henry McCarty born out of grittin desperation and the
Speaker 3: New York slums, but forged into something of a folk
Speaker 3: hero out here in the wild West, where the line
Speaker 3: betwixt the blessed and the damned is so thin as
Speaker 3: to be transparent. Orphaned as a young man, his is
Speaker 3: the story of a caged animal who became an escape artist,
Speaker 3: a survivor who became a killer, who became a legend.
Speaker 3: Little Henry transformed himself into Billy Bonnie, and then the
Speaker 3: headlines transformed him into Billy the Kid. It's July fourteenth,
Speaker 3: eighteen eighty one, Fort Sumner, New Mexico Territory, and our
Speaker 3: next passenger, the most notorious figure in American folklore, is about.
Speaker 2: To die.
Speaker 4: That uh, the horses for me?
Speaker 5: I reckon?
Speaker 2: Yeah, it is.
Speaker 5: Goddamn.
Speaker 4: Where are we headed?
Speaker 2: Well, that's to be determined by what by you?
Speaker 5: Huh, Well, what's the arrangement? Ain't you gonna shock them
Speaker 5: or nothing? I expect I want to steal this horse
Speaker 5: and pull a fob off.
Speaker 3: Well, you're welcome to try. I'm here to provide you
Speaker 3: passage to the next place.
Speaker 4: What's the price?
Speaker 3: The truth?
Speaker 4: And just what the hell does that meant to mean?
Speaker 5: The truth? Truth is?
Speaker 4: I'm here because I got shot. How about that?
Speaker 5: Some bitch finally did it? Oh, Garrett finally got the
Speaker 5: jump on me. And that's that And that's fine. Took
Speaker 5: him long enough. Now he gets to be famous. Good
Speaker 5: luck to him. It ain't worth much, truth is? I
Speaker 5: think I let him. I let him because I'm tired
Speaker 5: tired of trying to be something, something else, something other
Speaker 5: than that fairy tale.
Speaker 4: They made me out to be an outlaw.
Speaker 5: Sure I am that for the bloodthirsty murder ambassard I
Speaker 5: said they made me out in their papers, say I
Speaker 5: killed twenty one men. Now, I don't blaming them for
Speaker 5: righting me as they have. I don't know if anyone
Speaker 5: believe anything good to me anyway, but there is good.
Speaker 5: There is good in me standing up to the corrupt
Speaker 5: and greedy bastards. I think they got a god giving
Speaker 5: right to profit off of everything under the sun. Sure
Speaker 5: I'm a villain to some. I'm gonna hear others. Like
Speaker 5: those songs they sing down in Mexico, I reckon it
Speaker 5: all comes down to what side you're on and who's
Speaker 5: winning the war. What you get is what you see.
Speaker 5: The only story I need to hear is your own.
Speaker 4: There were two men that made me.
Speaker 5: First man left the hallow my gut, a great hunger,
Speaker 5: a hatred that can never be satisfied. The second man
Speaker 5: let the hall of my heart like a wound that
Speaker 5: won't heal. The first disappeared, and yet I couldn't get
Speaker 5: rid of them. The second I tried to hold onto,
Speaker 5: but he slipped through my fingers like the blood that
Speaker 5: floated from the back of his skull the day he died.
Speaker 5: Each had equal hand in making me what I am.
Speaker 5: As soon as I was born, Daddy left that right there.
Speaker 5: Sets of course, Mama did her best to raise me,
Speaker 5: kept me in line. Put those winters in New York.
Speaker 5: No heat in the factory, no heat in the room.
Speaker 5: The shit piled up in the courtyards outside. The swine
Speaker 5: wronged freely, and the dead horses were left to rod.
Speaker 5: We got out somehow and came west. While I was
Speaker 5: still small. It warn't much better than never enough food
Speaker 5: for us. I used to crank the pump and fill
Speaker 5: my gut with water to fool myself that I was fed.
Speaker 5: Mama scrapped, Yeah, she used to slipped me the best
Speaker 5: bits of everything. Need the scraps for herself. But no
Speaker 5: one could sustain themselves in regard for another, not forever.
Speaker 5: Her hands were almost skeleton. She could barely hold the
Speaker 5: knitt needle, couldn't grab through the back of the stitch
Speaker 5: with her forefinger and her thumb, so she used her teeth.
Speaker 5: That's why the sweater she made had stains from the
Speaker 5: blood and biles she was coughing up. God, she was
Speaker 5: so frail, so frail. There then gone pale, but she
Speaker 5: still smile wide. She managed to finish the sweater before
Speaker 5: she died, something that sheltered me against all the cold
Speaker 5: and all the dark in the world. Yeah, well it didn't.
Speaker 8: When she died, I made a promise to myself that
Speaker 8: I find my father. It was him, after all, who
Speaker 8: said us toward room. No man could call himself a
Speaker 8: Christian leave behind a family to fit for themselves. Mama
Speaker 8: worked her fingers to the bone to keep bust alive.
Speaker 8: She worked so hard to killed her in then now
Speaker 8: I am to make him pay that man who was
Speaker 8: my father, full price, and so I set tracking him down.
Speaker 8: He didn't take me long once I got back to
Speaker 8: New York. He was a famous drunk my father, so
Speaker 8: I canvassed the saloons. About a week into it. I
Speaker 8: said him a dirty place down by five points, with
Speaker 8: the hours from then to drink. Now, I never laid
Speaker 8: eyes on the man, but I recognized him immediately.
Speaker 5: I called out Pat McCarty, and he turned to me,
Speaker 5: blarry eyed and red faced, all these while markings of
Speaker 5: an inveterate drunkeness across his face.
Speaker 4: It was a moment of.
Speaker 5: Confusion in his water eyes. But the recognition came quick enough.
Speaker 5: Must have seen hisself and me, must have been like
Speaker 5: looking in the mirror that erased all the hard years
Speaker 5: from his face. Henry, he said, in my Christian name.
Speaker 5: I didn't give no reply. I just trained my gun
Speaker 5: at him. Funny thing happened. Then. I expected him to
Speaker 5: cry out, to call God for mercy to beg for
Speaker 5: his life, but instead, instead he smiled. He smiled like
Speaker 5: he was pleased that I found him, like keeping waiting
Speaker 5: for it. And I finally arrived, and I felt my
Speaker 5: finger on the cold trigger, and.
Speaker 6: I hesitated.
Speaker 5: I hesitated, and no sooner did his smile drain from
Speaker 5: his face. His mustache sank towards the floor. Shame, I
Speaker 5: didn't think so, he said, because you're not a man. No,
Speaker 5: you a soft little run a sponger. I sure snuff
Speaker 5: you out to day he was born, you and your
Speaker 5: squealing pig brother, the last miserable maccarti bloodline. He said,
Speaker 5: I could have rided the world of our whole wretch
Speaker 5: McCarty a lot for good. Now I hesitated too, because
Speaker 5: I'm not a man, neither fucking chain, he said.
Speaker 6: The next thing.
Speaker 5: I sees blood, blood splotted, the low whiskey bottles, and
Speaker 5: the pale faces in the assemblation blud spilling into the
Speaker 5: floor like this. I shot him down right in his chest,
Speaker 5: right where his heart was rumored to be. And then
Speaker 5: he smiled again, whispered his dying words, that's a good lad.
Speaker 5: I looked at the smoke and gun in my hand
Speaker 5: didn't feel like my own, like I was someone else's
Speaker 5: marrying that. And when Daddy dropped, my gaze riched palm
Speaker 5: my reflection in the mirror behind him, but I had
Speaker 5: no recognition of it, for I've never seen myself smiling
Speaker 5: before the same cruel smile as my daddy, and contrared
Speaker 5: them storybooks. The first life I took was indeed my daddy's.
Speaker 5: I was prepared to face the consequences too. I was
Speaker 5: reaised to trial. God is my witness, tell the truth
Speaker 5: and accept my penalty. Hell, I wanted them to come
Speaker 5: arrest me. I waited, I waited and waited. Nothing happened
Speaker 5: less than nothing. Nobody cared. Nobody came from me, not
Speaker 5: the law, not nobody, and I realized it was all
Speaker 5: a gag. Really, the law, the cords, and no jail
Speaker 5: could ever hold me after that, and I never told
Speaker 5: nobody neither. I guess you could say that I wandered
Speaker 5: after that, although it be alive, I called it wandering aimless.
Speaker 5: See avenging my mother or my father didn't exactly release
Speaker 5: me from the rage that had festered since she withered away.
Speaker 5: Matter of fact, it grew like the thistle weed and
Speaker 5: that cruise smile I inherd. It became a permanent fixture. See.
Speaker 5: Even though I shot my own man Dad, I couldn't
Speaker 5: shake him. Made my way to Graham County, Arizona. I
Speaker 5: didn't go into the canteen with the intention of killing,
Speaker 5: but Windy Cahills had it coming. Sure. Sure I hated
Speaker 5: the man. He fit me for shackles once after I
Speaker 5: was caught for stealing horses. It was a big dum
Speaker 5: some bitch for sure. I ain't gonna rough me up
Speaker 5: one too many times. He was sorrow on me ever
Speaker 5: since I took a week's worth of payoffer in a
Speaker 5: poker game. So when I watched into Atkins and called
Speaker 5: his bluff again, he went red, he's there, call me filthy,
Speaker 5: call me in urchin. And I tried to stick on.
Speaker 5: I did he says, I ain't got no wonder this money.
Speaker 5: So I called him a big dumb sum bitch, and
Speaker 5: he came at me fast. Then he was the town
Speaker 5: of Blacksmith, and his hands were stick and burned and
Speaker 5: heavy his sledgehamers. Then he threw me to the ground,
Speaker 5: set out to beat me like a railroad spike. Then
Speaker 5: he says, bet your dead mama would be ashamed of
Speaker 5: what her boy turned out like.
Speaker 6: Yeah.
Speaker 5: Then it happened. His face seemed to shift to transform.
Speaker 5: He smiled at me, and the smile grew and grew
Speaker 5: until it seemed to reach all the way to his ears,
Speaker 5: too many big black, yellow teeth showing he was an
Speaker 5: infernal smile, the smile of the devil has else. It
Speaker 5: was my daddy's smile. I didn't even feel the gun
Speaker 5: in my hand, didn't even hear the discharge. Wendy kele
Speaker 5: top of it on me, bleeding out. I looked in
Speaker 5: his dying eyes, and his face was his own again,
Speaker 5: all screwed up in pain. But that's when I heard
Speaker 5: the voice low on my ear, that's a good lot.
Speaker 5: Through his lips came spurts of blood and whispered, please
Speaker 5: for mercy should I. I wasn't gonna hurt him no more.
Speaker 5: I took the first horse I saw on roe let Hell,
Speaker 5: but I couldn't escape it. Every time I had the
Speaker 5: thought to play it straight, take my arnings and try
Speaker 5: to be honest. Out of hear his voice whisper in
Speaker 5: my ear.
Speaker 6: That's a good lot.
Speaker 5: The gun smoked, the blood flowed, and no law could
Speaker 5: stop me. What at first was leaving to survive, soon
Speaker 5: lived to my second killing and my fifth, and soon
Speaker 5: I quit trying. I gave myself over the devil in mate.
Speaker 9: But that was that, just yonder and the fog up
Speaker 9: there seems seems park slash part shoutout.
Speaker 5: Well all those people, uh yeah, not anymore, Dear Lord,
Speaker 5: is that windy? And who's standing there with that? That
Speaker 5: tall fellow with black hair? Is that Baker? That's Baker
Speaker 5: and Morton and Sheriff Brady. Jesus Christ, not mighty, What
Speaker 5: a pathetic lord? Why are they just standing there like that?
Speaker 5: For what?
Speaker 4: You sorry fucker's one out here?
Speaker 6: Huh what you're waiting for?
Speaker 4: But to hell, you sons of bitches.
Speaker 5: All you get, bastards, You can go to hell shop
Speaker 5: those bastards Of all the men I killed, those bastards
Speaker 5: had are coming the most. Mister Tunstall was the second
Speaker 5: man who made me. John Tunstall, he was my friend.
Speaker 5: That man took me in from the wilderness. I was
Speaker 5: like a fairal cat, beating on the carry on and
Speaker 5: the scraps of the world. It goes to my father
Speaker 5: haunted me through the day and torment me in my sleep,
Speaker 5: to missus tunstle, lady's hands on my shoulder. Hell hot
Speaker 5: stole the man's horses.
Speaker 6: What do you do?
Speaker 5: Man gave me an honest job on it. This cattle
Speaker 5: ranch paid me for my first honest day's work. He
Speaker 5: taught me reading words, and showed me how to hold
Speaker 5: a fork of the knife, and bided me to sit
Speaker 5: in his kitchen table to suck. It sounds funny to say,
Speaker 5: consider in mild reputation, but he civilized me, tamed me.
Speaker 5: John was the second man who bade me. The further
Speaker 5: I got into John Tonstall's life, the quieter my father's
Speaker 5: voice was, except at night. But the thing is he
Speaker 5: no longer tormented me in my sleep. That face of
Speaker 5: his no longer war that no one smiled with every
Speaker 5: sleep After a hard day's honest work. His smile faded more.
Speaker 5: I was almost free of him, and by and by
Speaker 5: my reflection got rearranged too. My face softened, and by
Speaker 5: and by my cruel smile left me, until one day
Speaker 5: I recognized myself again. But he couldn't last. John Tounster
Speaker 5: was a good man, hard working dc that makes a
Speaker 5: man vulnerable. John Tunstall's decency flew in the face all
Speaker 5: Lawrence Murphy and his pet snake James Doling. They on
Speaker 5: the biggest ranch in all the territories. For years. They
Speaker 5: tried to force John to sell his land, but Joab
Speaker 5: wouldn't have it. So Murphy, being the fact god he is,
Speaker 5: decided to make life as miserable as possible for mister Tunstle.
Speaker 5: His men got the mischief, tearing down fences, setting the
Speaker 5: barn of light. I told mister Tunstle, we gonna have
Speaker 5: to sort him out the hard way, but he wouldn't
Speaker 5: have any of it, he said, they settled in the
Speaker 5: civilized manner. It happened on the big cattle drive. We
Speaker 5: was waiting outside the perimeter, me and mister Tunstle on
Speaker 5: the others and back of Lincoln. Some's gone down.
Speaker 4: Me and the others rode out ahead to look for dinner.
Speaker 5: And that's when they rolled up on John Murphy's and Dolen's,
Speaker 5: man Baker and Morton and the rest. I watched him
Speaker 5: from up on the ridge. I just I just couldn't
Speaker 5: get there in time to save him. Oh I saw
Speaker 5: mphos men leaving the cloud of dust chaff. Brady hisself
Speaker 5: a mono.
Speaker 4: It was Jesse Evans.
Speaker 5: She shot John down like a dog, executed him. He's
Speaker 5: back of the head. When I got to Johnny, he
Speaker 5: was somehow still alive now though it hadn't gone through.
Speaker 5: Musta got stuck in his skull. I cradled his head,
Speaker 5: and the blood brushed out through the hole on my fingers.
Speaker 5: He looked at me, confused, like he didn't know me
Speaker 5: at first, but then he smiled sort of dreamy like,
Speaker 5: and said, I see again, Bill. And then he was gone.
Speaker 5: And then the other voice came to me. I could
Speaker 5: hear it whispering in my ear, Daddy telling me to
Speaker 5: go after those men to shoot him down. I wasn't
Speaker 5: gonna listen. I was gonna do this the civilized way.
Speaker 4: So I went to Judge Wilson.
Speaker 5: Took some persuading, but he finally constituted me, Me and
Speaker 5: the other regulators. We was deputized by the Lincoln County
Speaker 5: Justice of the Peace. They gave us warrants and such.
Speaker 5: So I went out after Sheriff Brady and his posse.
Speaker 5: We rounded up Baker and more him down by black
Speaker 5: Water Creek. I told him he's under arrest, and they laughed.
Speaker 5: I tried to do right despite that, I swear to
Speaker 5: God I did. I heard john voice telling me I
Speaker 5: was a different than the others. But Daddy's voice was
Speaker 5: in my head louder now. And now I was losing
Speaker 5: control of my hands again, and the marionette feeling was
Speaker 5: back in my limbs, like I was possessed, I said.
Speaker 5: I shook it off. I was helping to do civilized things. See,
Speaker 5: I repeated myself. Sit days all under rest.
Speaker 3: This time.
Speaker 5: They did the disservice of ignoring me flat out, like
Speaker 5: I was nothing. Baker started talking about what he was
Speaker 5: gonna do with Tunster's laying. Said they all gonna get
Speaker 5: paid handsomely for their dedication. Said hell, maybe Murphy would
Speaker 5: even throw him Miss Tunster as a bonus prize. I
Speaker 5: told him best locked, they GIWs what you can do,
Speaker 5: by the kid. Not a goddamn thing, they said, I
Speaker 5: don't call what happened after that. I remember hearing Daddy's laugh,
Speaker 5: though his drunken, cruel laugh, and as soon as I
Speaker 5: heard it, I real lost. I realized the laugh was
Speaker 5: coming from my own throat. Next thing I know, I'm
Speaker 5: standing over the bodies of Baker Morton, face down in
Speaker 5: the creek, their blood clouding in the water, my pistol
Speaker 5: smoking in my hand. But he's only supposed to rest 'em.
Speaker 5: But the regulators knew just as well. They knew there
Speaker 5: weren't gonna be no justice. Turning Nantussles killers and expecting
Speaker 5: justice from the very government that ordered his death.
Speaker 4: Made no goddamn sense.
Speaker 5: Murphy had all them some bitches in his pocket, the governor,
Speaker 5: attorney general, hell, he of the entire United States government.
Speaker 5: So I reckon I'd done it myself justice. But it
Speaker 5: don't matter.
Speaker 4: Rich Man can kill a thousand men right out in
Speaker 4: the open, a gun in his hand, and smile.
Speaker 5: On his face a lie. I won't do nothing to
Speaker 5: hold him back, but I knew that sort of treatment
Speaker 5: wouldn't come to a wildcat like me. It don't matter anyhow,
Speaker 5: don't matter that what I'd done was called for, and
Speaker 5: we got pready after that, runned him down in the streets.
Speaker 5: And after that they came for me, tried to smoke me,
Speaker 5: ab nearly set me on fire. They couldn't get me
Speaker 5: long I dodged they bullets, Oh yes, they jails couldn't
Speaker 5: hold me neither. But with every function in y'r living,
Speaker 5: it's spent just trying to keep living. It grinds you down,
Speaker 5: showing off. I became a slave again to my father
Speaker 5: every turn. If there was a choice to do right,
Speaker 5: to do violence, I chose the path of violence, and
Speaker 5: he go to me home. Always in my ear, that's
Speaker 5: a good lot if you was in my way.
Speaker 4: Sure, shit weren't for long.
Speaker 5: Then I went on steven and killing, deeving and killing
Speaker 5: til I felt hollowed out again. Then papers, the papers
Speaker 5: say I represent everything that's wrong with the world out there.
Speaker 4: Oh my eye.
Speaker 5: I may not be law biden, But what good is
Speaker 5: the law when it's on the purpose it's to faten
Speaker 5: the hogs while the rest are no, no, no, all.
Speaker 5: My killing, every soul I killed was done above board.
Speaker 5: I never pulled my gun or no innocent sauce. Oo
Speaker 5: woo woo woo woo. Who's that there? I pad another spirit?
Speaker 4: Yeah, right, I pad, he.
Speaker 5: Said, Jesus, it's Belle, deputy Jim's bell. No, no, no, no,
Speaker 5: see that ain't fair. No no, no, no, no, that
Speaker 5: ain't fair. No.
Speaker 4: I didn't aim to kill him.
Speaker 5: You know they was gonna hang me.
Speaker 4: I had no choice.
Speaker 5: He was.
Speaker 10: He was the only thing in my way.
Speaker 1: It was either him or me.
Speaker 10: I told you not to do it, Belle. I told
Speaker 10: you if you drew on me, I'd have to kill you.
Speaker 10: You should not let your guard down any damn food
Speaker 10: to check them shackles. When I come out the shitter
Speaker 10: and your gun was right there, boy, right there, sitting here,
Speaker 10: shining New Holston.
Speaker 5: My hands was.
Speaker 4: Free, bell free. I told you, you know, really all
Speaker 4: comes down. You should have left me alone to go
Speaker 4: to hell on my own bell. That ain't on me.
Speaker 4: You gota acknowledge the corner on that.
Speaker 5: You see what your sail? You'll see, Belle, Belle, Hey, Belle,
Speaker 5: where'd he go? Way these spirits appear and disappear his
Speaker 5: unsettling friends, Poor old Belle. You know you know a
Speaker 5: second before I squeezed as a trigger. I saw a
Speaker 5: look in his eye. There was the look of a
Speaker 5: frightened little boy. I've often wondered if perhaps that's the
Speaker 5: look I had when Tunster put his hand on my shoulder,
Speaker 5: A frying boy. He only wanted to belong to some
Speaker 5: bigger than himself. Looky for me. I met Tunstall and
Speaker 5: I'm looking for Belle. That he met me, the fight
Speaker 5: went out of me. After that I got shot myself.
Speaker 5: The truth is I spotted Sheriff Garrett riding from across
Speaker 5: the valley to the ranch cabin where I was hold up,
Speaker 5: and when I seen him coming first thing, I felt relief,
Speaker 5: And for the first time since John Tunstall died, I
Speaker 5: couldn't hear Daddy's voice in my head no more.
Speaker 7: He was.
Speaker 5: It was just quiet, and for the first time I
Speaker 5: saw clear that I had a choice. Well, well, I
Speaker 5: guess you know.
Speaker 3: The rest.
Speaker 5: All the legends, the stories about me, something wake me
Speaker 5: out to be a hero or some evillain, or you
Speaker 5: could argue I was only are trying to be my
Speaker 5: true self, to find out who I was, who I
Speaker 5: was underneath it all. And for a little while with
Speaker 5: John Tunstall, I had that.
Speaker 6: I had that.
Speaker 5: Truth is, there were two versions of myself, and the
Speaker 5: reaction I took was like a vote from one to
Speaker 5: the other. The truth is, I seen Gary coming. I
Speaker 5: knew it was just a long shadow on him.
Speaker 6: That door.
Speaker 5: Truth is, I had to jump on it, not the
Speaker 5: other way around. But like I said, every action we
Speaker 5: take in our life is a vote, the vote for
Speaker 5: who we wish to be. Right. Then I had the
Speaker 5: chance to cast one more about it. So I lay
Speaker 5: my gun down. I reckon. That's everything I have to
Speaker 5: say on the matter.
Speaker 2: We've arrived.
Speaker 5: Oh oh yeah, So.
Speaker 10: I guess.
Speaker 5: I guess that door there in the rock, I guess
Speaker 5: it leads to ye wherever I'm headed? Where am I headed? Yeah, well,
Speaker 5: it's not my place to know. My job is done.
Speaker 5: See only you can walk through that door, Henry, Henry.
Speaker 5: Ain't nobody that's called me that in a long time. Well,
Speaker 5: I guess this is where we part ways. So it
Speaker 5: is thank you for your story. Oh yeah, thanks for
Speaker 5: letting me be in your ear. So I just I
Speaker 5: just opened it and walked through. Well, all right, it's
Speaker 5: you hello again.
Speaker 2: William H.
Speaker 3: Bonnie was born at a pivotal moment in his nation's history.
Speaker 3: And like his country, he was stranded in a oh
Speaker 3: wasteland between identities, caught in a struggle to be whole
Speaker 3: and driven by a longing for a purpose in a
Speaker 3: new land. And so there is some of Billy the
Speaker 3: Kid in every American, each displaced from their ancestral past,
Speaker 3: and each still searching for a new identity, a renewed
Speaker 3: sense of belonging, a family, a country. Woven into the
Speaker 3: fabric of the American psyche, is that same hope and
Speaker 3: the same.
Speaker 2: Battle for equality and justice.
Speaker 3: Yeah, Billy was a flexible container for the imagination of
Speaker 3: this land to fill with whatever it needed. But beneath
Speaker 3: it all, yeah, he was just a lost boy, a
Speaker 3: mere product of the lawlessness of the era. No Robin Hood,
Speaker 3: no Custer. He's just a kid torn between the slant
Speaker 3: of two very different men, Just a boy looking for
Speaker 3: a father and set adrift in the wild West to
Speaker 3: cope with his devils the best that he could. His
Speaker 3: passage now complete.
Speaker 11: The Passage stars Dan Fogler as the Ferryman. This episode
Speaker 11: features Scott Hayes as Billy the Kit. Written by Dan
Speaker 11: Bush and Nicholas Dakowski, our executive producers are Nicholas Dakoski,
Speaker 11: Matthew Frederick and Alexander Williams. First assistant director, script supervisor
Speaker 11: and production coordinator Sarah Klin. Music by Ben Lovett, additional
Speaker 11: music by Alexander Rodriguez. Casting by Sunday Bowling, Kennedy and
Speaker 11: Meg Mormon. Editing and sound designed by Dan Bush, Dialogue
Speaker 11: editing and sound mixing by Juan Campos. Additional sound editing
Speaker 11: by Racket Sound. Our supervising producer is Josh Than. Created
Speaker 11: by Dan Bush and Nicholas Dakowski. Produced by Dan Bush.
Speaker 11: The Passage is a production of iHeartRadio and Cycopia Pictures.