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Little Joe! Mr. Hoss ready go any minute now.

All right, horses'll be ready in a second.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Take it easy. Easy.

That's it.

Come on.

Come on, let's go.

- There you go, Pa. All set. - Oh, good.

Here comes the angel of mercy.

You notice every time we have a cattle drive,

Hop Sing has a sick cousin he has to take care of?

Yeah, just lucky, I reckon.

Hey, you ain't got another sick cousin you could loan me, have you?

What I'd like to know is how do you get your cousin

to send the telegrams just at the right time?

Just lucky.

Maybe Hop Sing get job in Sacramento,

find boss not yak-yak all time when cousin sick.

There you go, brother.

Hey, by the looks of this weather, we're liable to get a little wet.

Well, we've been wet before.

Joe, I hope this new cook, this Griffin, I hope he's dependable.

Well, he swears he is. Told him to put the supplies on our bill.

He said he'd be here six o'clock tomorrow morning

with a wagon provisioned, ready to go.

Well, that should put you in Beaver Flats before sundown.

- Be a lot of us there ready to eat. - We'll be there.

Just make sure you got a hot supper for us.

Don't worry about it. If you're not there, I'll eat it myself.

- Yeah, I bet. - Let's go!

Take care.

Hop Sing, you take it easy. Have a good trip, huh?

You be good boy, Little Joe.

Don't worry. Say hello to your cousin for me.

All right.

Easy, easy.

Easy, now. Easy. Easy, easy. Come on. Whoa, now. Easy.

Easy.

Easy, easy, easy.

Easy. Easy, girl. It's all right.

That's all right. Just a little lightning and thunder. Come on.

That's it. Come on.

Whoa. That's it. Easy, easy.

Easy.

No, easy. Easy.

Come on.

Herd looks smaller this year.

'Cause they're not all there. Least not yet, anyway.

You mean to tell me you fellas ain't got most of 'em rounded up?

It's the weather. Made 'em stick a little deeper in the brush.

Mainly, though, I figured we ought to save some chasin' for you and Joe.

It figures.

Better get back to camp before that storm breaks.

Well, I think I'm gonna try to get me some shut-eye.

Another cup of coffee in the pot. You want some?

Nah. Postponin' it ain't gonna make this bedroll any warmer.

Sounds like you're losin' your taste for the great outdoors.

I ain't never had no taste for the outdoors and never claimed I did.

That's my little brother. He just thrives on cold weather.

Oh, is that so? I didn't know that.

Yeah. He'd probably go barefooted in a blue norther.

A blue norther?

That's hard to believe.

No harder to believe than most of the sour grapes I've been listening to.

Well, sour grapes it is, all right.

Yeah, sure... sure sounds good to me.

I'm dog tired. I'm gonna get me some shut-eye.

I wish I was the one back there waitin' for that cook.

A warm fire and a hot toddy. Huh.

Be laughin' like a grub eatin' burrs.

Tarnation, boy! What did you do that for?

Couldn't get you awake. You had too much to drink.

Well, there ain't nothing wrong with havin' a drink with a old friend.

Not if it's one drink.

You cost us six hours, likely that job with the Cartwrights.

Blast you, boy. You talk just like your ma.

If I ever get myself dry, you're gonna wish you never seed no more water.

- But, Pa, I... - Don't "But Pa" me.

You get that team hitched up, you're so all-fired anxious about this job.

Whoa, team.

Hello in the house!

There ain't nobody here.

Well, they... they may just have gone on ahead of us, that's all.

You see? I told you we'd be too late.

Cut out your jabberin' and get on down and check the barn.

Whoa.

Nobody here, Pa.

We better hope they didn't beat us to the flatlands

and get somebody to take our place.

Gee up, team.

Easy, now. Whoa.

Easy.

Whoa.

Whoa. Whoa.

Go on.

This is a hell of a day.

Whoa.

What are you stopping here for?

'Cause this here's the flats and this is where we're supposed to meet 'em.

- Ain't nobody been through here. - That's right.

Appears like we made it in plenty of time.

You mean to wait here?

Why not?

'Cause the longer that drive is without hot meals,

the likelier they're gonna find someone to provide them, that's why.

Boy, you are bound and determined to rile me, ain't you?

Pa, there ain't no way we can miss a whole herd.

All we gotta do is move north.

Chances are they'll be so glad to see us,

they won't even be mad over you bein' late.

So help me, if we miss that herd, ma or no ma,

you're gonna stay home next time.

Giddap!

Four o'clock and all's well.

It's cold.

Go and make a fire.

I'll get a little fire goin'.

A nice fire.

That'll teach you not to bring in the wood at night.

Hey! Hey!

Have me a nice warm cup of coffee.

- Want some? - Yeah.

What's for supper?

Jerky, same as breakfast.

Oh, shuck it, man.

- Coffee? - Yeah.

You sure were right, Candy. It's slow goin'.

Well, they keep at it, we should be able to move 'em out before dark.

Mmm... Ah, never mind. We'll get an early start in the morning.

Hey, hey, what happened to that wagon, anyhow?

Well, I mean, if we're gonna be here all night,

I'd sure like to start the day out

on something a little more substantial than jerky.

I mean, like steak and eggs.

Well, Joe knows we're late. He's probably on his way.

He's liable not to come all the way.

I think I'll go ride and see if I can find him.

All right.

Hey, I'm not too fond of this jerky myself.

Hey, this wagon's a sight for sore eyes,

that is if you're the cook my little brother hired.

You see? I told you we'd find 'em.

Hush up, boy. Well, I am if your name be Cartwright.

That's right, Hoss. You must be Griffin.

Yeah, Abram. This here's my boy, Tim.

- Hi. - Hi. How are you, young man?

Where's Little Joe, anyhow?

Well, we... we kind of missed connections, you know,

so I come on without him.

Well, he'll catch up with us sooner or later.

Let's get you rollin' right now. I don't wanna be late for supper.

All right.

Take 'em out.

Ooh.

You want some more of these ham hocks?

- Oh, no, no, no. - There's plenty more in the pot.

No, thanks. All filled up.

Uh, Mr. Cartwright?

Oh, no. No more for me, thank you.

- Thank you. - Sure was good.

Boy, my little brother made no mistake when he put you on the job.

Thank you.

- Here you go. - Watch it, now. It's hot.

- Yeah. - He made a mistake somewhere.

He's not here. Sorry you missed connections.

Oh, no, sir. We didn't miss anything.

- When we got to the house... - Hush up, Tim.

I didn't know you'd gone by the house.

Well, Pa didn't want you to know we was late.

Just... We was only a couple, two or three hours late.

Your... Your boy just went on ahead of us, that's all.

You sure about that?

That's all he had to do, was hang around there and wait for you.

Well, now, there weren't nobody there. I mean, the boy even checked the barn.

- You can ask him. - That's the honest truth, I swear.

Well, stop worrying about it. He'll be along.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

Hmm. I wonder what happened to him.

I get the feeling Little Joe thought that Griffin wasn't gonna show up,

so he went into Virginia City to look for a new cook.

- Could be. - Yeah.

Gangrene. Gangrene.

"The infection of gangrene runs its course more severely,

much quicker in some cases.

Swelling and dusky redness. Deep-seated burning pain.

In the course of a few hours,

deep... discoloration which spreads through the tissues.

Death...

Any attempt to save part of the...

may be hopeless.

Patient's only chance lies in amp...

ampu... tation."

"The ampu... The amputation is necessary...

The...

The amputation is nec... necess... ary..."

No.

"A p... A poultice of tea and tobacco is sometimes valuable."

A poultice of tea and tobacco is sometimes... valuable.

You stay awake.

Just keep the poultice on.

Stay awake.

It says in the book.

It's a good book.

"A poultice... of tea is sometimes valuable.

Hold the throbbing wound."

The mare was so silly.

Scared of a door and some lightning.

I can't blame her.

Maybe I blame the door and some lighting.

This is a good book, though.

It's got everything.

No one... has yet explained why the infection...

runs the course more severely...

or much quicker in some cases.

When Hop Sing sees his kitchen...

I can hear him now, yelling out in Chinese.

Oh, God, I don't... I don't...

God, please.

It's gonna be all right.

It's gonna be all right. It's...

Follow the book. The poultice'll keep you alive.

Come on, young 'un.

You two better hurry up. We're ready to move out.

- Yeah, that's all right. You go ahead. - What's wrong?

Pa just figured somebody ought to ride back and warn Joe

so he don't come followin' after us with an extra chuck wagon.

Go ahead, Candy. We'll catch up with you.

Whatever you say. Give my best to Joe.

All right, let's go.

Not like Joe to leave his horse untied like this.

Dried blood.

That book that Joe read was entirely correct.

Joe's diagnosis was correct too, even though a bit premature.

Amputation is a harsh remedy,

but, fortunately, due to the infection, he didn't have the strength to do it.

But he's young and he's strong.

It'll take a while, but he'll be fine.

You know, making a decision like that takes more courage

than just lettin' go sometimes, Ben.

He's quite a boy.

He'd do anything to get out of a roundup, wouldn't he?