Where are the Pistols? | Barkskins

[SOUNDS OF ROOSTERS AND LIVESTOCK]

Yvon, I'll meet you on the path. Keep a close eye on him.

ELISHA COOKE: You've encountered Mr. Cross.

HAMISH GOAMES: I have.

ELISHA COOKE: Well? What did he have to say for himself?

HAMISH GOAMES: Riddles. He's not the same man I knew. Well, that's a fortunate outcome at least. Not for my sister. It's natural that a place like this should transform a man. I find myself anew in the silver of the mirror every morning.

Now, I take it you spoke to Captain Wale in Quebec City. This is Mr. Charles Duquet. You may speak freely in front of him.

[horse whinnying]

[in audible], good to meet you. I did not come here for tea, and I prefer molasses, not honey. Captain Wale did confirm your ties to the company. Well, you see, I am a man who speaks plainly.

We found Lafarge's boy.

ELISHA COOKE: Now that is a relief. Well, it would be, if he were still alive. We found him dead, by the river. A shame. His mother will be brought to her knees. The boy's death is on your ledger.

ELISHA COOKE: No, Mr. Goames. You're mistaken. I have orders from Captain Wale to form a partnership with you. And though I find it disagreeable, I am a company man, and an order is an order after all.

But I but a simple barrel-maker. My position within these walls hinges on the good graces of [inaudible]. You see, my time in the fiddle afforded me some much-needed reflection. I am keeping my beard low to the ground, and as such, I would point you in the direction of a Mr. Bill Selby. He's out there, forming alliances. Perhaps your Mr. Cross knows of his whereabouts. Good day.

I handled the boy. And left the body for only a passing fool to find. Better it look like an accident.

It was an accident, Charles. I see it in your eyes. It was sloppy work. I should dissolve our partnership.

That would be an unfortunate decision.

It's my decision to make!

Before you make it, I would like to know why you neglected to tell the Hudson's Bay men about the pistols.

What pistols are you referring to?

If I were going to betray you, I already would have.

When I found that letter on your desk, I gleamed a lot about your arrangement to supply guns to the Hudson's Bay Company. But I must confess, I am still curious on a couple of points.

It seems I misjudged you. Where are the pistols?

I don't know. They were to arm the Iroquois so that they could use them against the French. I know not what they were intended for. I traded for them, took my profit. That's the end of the story.

Good, good.