RNE: Bittermesa Episode 3 - Bullets, Brothels, and Bath Time

The sun sets on Bittermesa as the gang comes together to (somewhat plan and) face Murhill. Will The Spector show up? Will Cyrus find his way back to Progress? Will Wyatt get his revenge? Find out in the finale of Bittermesa.

With Jenkins finally awake, our unlikely crew finally goes to church… that’s it. It’s the church episode. Shenanigans ensue. You get the idea right?

The group works together to inspect a mysterious bullet and put the pieces together on what is happening to the town while Jenkins naps in the corner

After the creepy conversation with Abernancy, Cyrus and Wynn head to the jail with Jenkins sneaking behind, Eduardo sticks with Wyatt with a trick up his sleeve... or two.

After the Spector shook things up the night before, everyone sets off on their own tasks. Wynn supports Wyatt, Eduardo attempts to help Jenkins behind his back, Wyatt checks out the blacksmith, Wynn has something Cyrus is interested in, and together they question the Mortician.

A mysterious figure appears in Bittermesa and Wynn is caught in its sights. Will the sheriff protect the town from this shadowy threat? How far will Cyrus get in his investigation? What will the milkman do next and where are Jenkins's clothes?

Cyrus continues his investigation despite Wyatt and Wynifred snooping on his business. Eduardo and Jenkins head to an unfamiliar place for Eduardo on their quest for Jenkins to finally take a bath.

Now that our newcomers have met, hijinx ensues; everyone else bonds over a free breakfast while a broody dick kicks a door.

Leave your chipped yees and haws at the door, stranger, 'cause Bittermesa lends no celebration. An old stomping ground town nearly made ghosts only lets those who can stand their ground in a gunfight hang their hat. And knowing who haunts these streets at night...you'll need more ammo. The ragtime music used in this episode was a cover of the song Harlem Rag by Tom Turpin.

Buckle up your bootstraps and throw on some assless chaps for the rootin-est, tootin-est world of Bittermesa! Who knows what secrets await us on the desert horizon...