"It's not nothin'," she cries, her voice coming out a bit louder than she would have liked.
She falls silent, keeping her eyes on the ground until she's composed herself again. When she looks back up her blue eyes are steady as ever, though her brow is knitted slightly as she begs for him to understand this.
"He's exactly the kind of man that killed my daddy. He's exactly the kind of man who killed Doc's friend Tunstall, just so's he could take his land."
Greedy men, filled with hate and selfishness. Men like Trout Walker, who thought he had a right to whatever he wanted. And when Kate said no, it cost Sam his life.
"Why do you think I'm even here, Bill? Why I ain't plunged myself t'the bottom of the lake, yet?" she continues.
She could have already died a dozen times over -- sometimes, she feels like she already has. But she's soldiered on for one main reason.
She purses her lips together, and takes a step closer to him.
"How would you feel, if lovin' Kate was enough that the law in her world saw it just and fit to execute her, right before your eyes? How would you feel, if the most tender, and vulnerable moment of your life, was exactly the moment that robbed her of hers?" she breathes.
She gives him a moment to consider that thought before she continues.
"I don't care what men like Ramon think of me, or do to me. I'm livin' on borrowed time as it is. I. want. justice. I want them t'look at the lives they've spoiled, and see that their money can't buy their freedom, their arrogance can't win every fight.
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She falls silent, keeping her eyes on the ground until she's composed herself again. When she looks back up her blue eyes are steady as ever, though her brow is knitted slightly as she begs for him to understand this.
"He's exactly the kind of man that killed my daddy. He's exactly the kind of man who killed Doc's friend Tunstall, just so's he could take his land."
Greedy men, filled with hate and selfishness. Men like Trout Walker, who thought he had a right to whatever he wanted. And when Kate said no, it cost Sam his life.
"Why do you think I'm even here, Bill? Why I ain't plunged myself t'the bottom of the lake, yet?" she continues.
She could have already died a dozen times over -- sometimes, she feels like she already has. But she's soldiered on for one main reason.
She purses her lips together, and takes a step closer to him.
"How would you feel, if lovin' Kate was enough that the law in her world saw it just and fit to execute her, right before your eyes? How would you feel, if the most tender, and vulnerable moment of your life, was exactly the moment that robbed her of hers?" she breathes.
She gives him a moment to consider that thought before she continues.
"I don't care what men like Ramon think of me, or do to me. I'm livin' on borrowed time as it is. I. want. justice. I want them t'look at the lives they've spoiled, and see that their money can't buy their freedom, their arrogance can't win every fight.
"They will pay for what they've done."