She’s gone, gone to town. She hated working on the farm…
(a bitter glance)
…just like you.
They run me off. They burned me out. They made it so I couldn’t do. Just like Georgia.
You own this land.
I paid the government for it, all right. That don’t mean much out here.
(he motions behind him)
Malachi, I’m living like a wildcat in a cave in those hills. Hiding out, afraid to walk my own land.
What about the law?
Whose law? The law here runs a man down — just like these cattle.
Mal thinks about that and grows very angry. Finally —
That ain’t right. I had enough of what ain’t right.
INT. HOLLIS HOME (SILVERADO) – NIGHT
The group is finishing dinner in the kitchen/sitting room at the back of the ground floor. Augie is tooting the carved
whistle pipe that Emmett has given him. Kate and Emmett begin to clear the dishes as Jake and J.T. continue to sit.
What we got here is a bad situation. Those homesteaders you brought here –