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Oh, don't forget, I invited Matthew to stop at school.

Well, I might be late. I'll be working out of Preston's homestead most of the

day. I won't get as much done as I can while he's gone.

Well, we won't stop you from that.

I will do my best to be on time.

What's inside?

I wonder where Horst is.

Well, same person.

Dr. Mike, Sully, those brass hinges I ordered come in yet?

I expected them this morning, but Horace ain't opened up yet.

Second time this week he's been away.

It says here the Courier brothers were convicted of shooting that bank robber.

Ask me. They ought to lock him up and throw away the key.

Thanks.

Anybody seen Horace? I got three telegrams. I haven't seen him since

I got a line of people waiting for him and a train just pulled in.

It's not like Horace to neglect his duties.

Reverend's right. He's always so conscientious.

Perhaps he overslept. Well, maybe somebody ought to go wake him up.

If you can't revive him, he'll die.

Nine breaths a minute.

Stomach's empty.

Wake up hard.

Respiration's falling.

Perhaps a stimulant?

I'll just eat.

120th grain solution.

That much?

Took two bottles of laudanum.

Keep breathing, Horace.

Check his pupils.

Contracted. That's a pinpoint.

Sully, we need some help.

Help us get Horace on his feet.

Come on, Horace.

Can you hear me, Horace?

Walk him around. Keep him moving. Come on.

What? Uh -oh.

He got

in danger.

Thank God.

Is it true, Dr. Mike, did he try to kill himself?

Robert, you can't be certain of that.

He could have taken the laudanum by accident.

Down in two bottles of laudanum is no accident, Dr. Mike.

Well, he has missed the last two Sunday services.

Hasn't been to the cafe lately.

I haven't been to a town meeting in months.

Found plenty of time for drinking at the Gold Nugget.

Ours has been drinking?

You say you found them divorce papers right next to him?

Afraid so.

He's obviously been terribly upset for a long time.

Fifteen breaths per minute.

That's good.

It's well within the normal range.

Dr. Mike?

You certainly come in.

I thought I might sit with Horace. Certainly.

This is the chair for your bed.

Thank you.

May I speak with you, my son?

Have you considered what you're going to do when Horace wakes up?

Honestly, I haven't been able to think beyond this moment.

You're going to need full -time psychiatric care.

I'll be happy to make the inquiries for you.

Inquiries? Yes, sanatoriums.

Surely you can see he's a classic case.

Impulsive insanity.

That's not a definitive diagnosis.

Well, that's true, but you can't deny that he tried to take his own life.

I don't believe that Horace could afford a private sanatorium.

Perhaps a public asylum.

Absolutely not.

In Boston, I interned in an asylum.

People crowded together, held with restraint, medicated beyond

No.

No, what Horace needs is to be with people who know him and love him.

We'll take care of him.

Dr. Mike!

I think he's waking up.

You may feel a little groggy and you may have a slight headache, but you will

recover.

Why'd you have to ruin it?

I should get back to

Horace.

Andrew's with him.

You said I ruined it.

That he wanted to die.

Yeah, I know.

I just find it so difficult to believe.

No, he won't talk to anyone. He just stares at the wall.

I wish I knew how to help him.

Well, you did what you could.

He's alive.

I don't know how to keep him alive.

Maybe more doctrine is not the answer.

I can't just stand by and simply do nothing.

That's not what I'm saying.

You fixed what he did to himself.

Maybe you can't fix why he did it.

Perhaps I can't help him.

But I know that you can.

Please charge yourself.

Hang on.

Hang on.

Dr. Mike?

All right.

Good to see you, Lyle.

Dr. Mike.

How was your trip?

Well, we spent two days on the train.

But the method was wonderful.

Samantha. You're such a big girl now.

Who's this?

Sarah.

Papa gave it to me for Christmas. Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you, Sarah.

She's beautiful, Myra.

Thank you.

How is he, Dr. Mike?

Give me a minute.

Oh,

Myra.

No, you're getting another journal.

Where is it?

Amira, you remember Dr. Cook.

Thank you for helping my husband.

Good to see you again.

Well, I suppose I should go up and see him now.

You go, and I'll watch Smith.

You sure?

You think it's all right for me to see him by myself?

Last time I saw him, we were talking about getting a divorce.

Of course he wants to see you.

Oh, you should both go.

I'll stay here with Samantha.

Hi there.

Hi.

I'm Andrew.

Hi, Andrew.

Nice to meet you.

Have you ever heard your heartbeat?

No. Want to hear?

Okay.

Here?

Want to hear your doll's heartbeat?

Okay.

No, she doesn't have a heartbeat.

You're right.

We'll be fine.

I'll be back in a little while, honey.

What's your dog name?

But Myra's back.

She'll be feeling better.

Oh, she'll have him back to his old self in no time.

Yeah? How's she gonna help him?

Once her leaving got him in this fix.

Myra!

Sit over here.

Hello, everybody.

Myra, I'm so sorry about Horace.

Don't go blaming her.

about blaming her.

Well, of course not. Could have been any number of things, not necessarily just

the divorce papers.

What do you mean, the divorce papers?

Mario, the truth is... The truth is they found them next to the empty laudanum

bottles.

No, Mario, I'm so sorry.

You couldn't have known.

But he was fine when I saw him at Christmas.

We both agreed to the divorce.

There's no point in blaming ourselves for things that we didn't know or didn't

do. We should concentrate now on helping Horace to get well again.

I believe that Horace is suffering from a condition called melancholia.

There are treatments for it. What kind of treatments?

Well, first of all, someone will have to be with him at all times.

Well, I can do that.

We'll help.

Of course we will.

What about these treatments?

Dr. Greisner, the foremost expert on melancholia, recommends a program of

stimulation.

Stimulation? Yes, to counteract the effects of the melancholia.

The hearts won't have any time to even think about feeling sad if we keep them

busy with a regimen of revitalizing activities.

Like long walks and rides and a hot and cold bath.

Games, music.

Music. Well, music can be especially helpful in uplifting one's mood.

I don't think our music is going to fix what's wrong with Horace.

I know this sounds odd, but if you'd all agree to assist me, I believe we can

help Horace through this difficult time.

Sure we'll help.

Of course, you being here for Horace will be the best medicine of all.

It's me, Reverend.

I just brought Horace something to eat.

I'm sure he'll like that.

Reverend? Yes?

I just want to tell you how sorry I am about your eyesight.

Oh, thank you, Myra.

I'll leave you now. Oh, no, please don't go.

Myra, you are going to be fine.

You hungry?

I brought you some bean soup from Greece.

Dr. Mike said you need to get your strength back.

Why'd you come?

I care about you.

You can go back to St. Louis.

I'm all right.

You're not all right, Horace. That's why I'm here.

What about your job?

The only thing that matters to me right now is getting you well.

Dr. Mike says that if you follow your treatment, you'll be feeling better real

soon. Treatment?

Mm -hmm.

She says plenty of exercise and fresh air will do you good.

It could be fun.

You and me and Samantha taking long walks in the woods, having picnics. by

creek.

Well, that is if you want to.

Do you think the exercise will help relieve the symptoms?

Oh, I believe it can.

When Dr. Bryson has found it at least 4K, my patients have reported a marked

improvement in appetite and mood following the exercise.

Thanks, Horace. You may stop now.

Your blood pressure's in the normal range for your level of exertion.

You're progressing wonderfully, Horace.

What is it? What's wrong?

Please, you can tell me.

I don't think it's working.

That's all right. You're just starting the treatments.

It's much too soon to expect any measurable results.

That's correct, isn't it, Andy?

Well, yes.

It is likely the melancholia will take some time to subside. Exactly.

day to be outside sitting in here and enjoying the gifts of Mother Nature,

How much longer we got to sit in here?

You feeling stimulated yet, Horace?

Feeling kind of hot.

That's good.

Hot. I like hot. Hot's good.

Might be even better if you put your whole body down in the water.

Nobody's going anywhere till Horace says he's feeling better.

You feeling better?

We're wasting our time. He ain't no better.

Wait here, huh?

Jake!

Jake!

What's the matter with you? You know he's sick. He's sick. He's crazy. He

no more crazy than you or me.

Speak for yourself.

I am.

Look, when I had my stroke...

I darn near did myself in.

And it was only when Dr. Mike... She made me feel like somebody cared about

going on living.

And I want to do the same for Horace.

When a man gives up on living, it don't much matter whether he uses a gun or

a rope or a whiskey bottle.

Horace, you're looking good.

What do you say? A few more minutes?

Couldn't hurt.

Oh, I don't know, Dr. Mike.

I don't see how singing a few songs is going to help Horace.

Well, I know it sounds silly, but we've tried everything.

There has been no change.

Well, maybe this will be the one thing that works.

What if we try it and it doesn't work?

What do we do then?

Well, what, Dr. Mike?

Tell me.

There are some doctors who recommend a sanatorium.

You mean an asylum?

We shouldn't even be discussing this now.

It's unnecessary and far too premature to even consider.

It won't come to that.

He ain't going away.

I'll never let that happen.

Oh, Papa, wasn't that fun?

I'm sorry, honey.

Papa's not much fun today.

Sometimes people just stop having fun.

No matter how much they want to, they can't.

But your papa never wants you to stop having fun.

So, go on, honey, and sing your song again.

Keep smiling, my darling.

That was excellent, Horace.

You covered almost two miles.

Now you need to follow it up with a robust meal.

Here.

I have good news.

What is it?

I quit my job.

I'm staying.

Really? You're staying?

That's right.

For good?

That's a nice way of putting it, Horace.

For good.

Myra, that's wonderful.

I know, I know that it seems rather sudden, but I have thought it through.

And it's what I want.

Does this mean that you and me can go home together?

Well, yeah.

Hello, darling.

Horace, isn't it exciting?

It's your first day back.

Sure is.

Well, you ready?

Sure am.

Horace, you're quite a welcoming party.

Morning, Horace.

Hey, Horace. Hey, everybody.

I sure am.

It's almost like getting married all over again.

Yeah, it kind of is.

Then why don't we make it official?

Have another wedding ceremony.

That's a wonderful idea, Reverend.

Can we really do that? We're already married.

Well, I don't see why not.

What do you think, Harth?

Our wedding day was the happiest day of my life.

Then it's settled.

You go ahead. No, you.

It's a pretty dress.

Yes. They let me dress nice at the bank.

Maybe we can take Samantha for a picnic tonight.

Sure.

That'll be good.

What?

Samantha. Oh, yeah.

Picnic.

What would you like to have?

We could get something special from Grace.

I don't know.

It doesn't matter.

Oh, yes, it does.

And I happen to know how much you like her fried chicken.

Whatever we have.

be alright?

Myra, I'm feeling awful tired.

You, you, get some sleep.

Good night, Meyer.

That'll be too bad.

Good to have you back, Carr.

Yeah, a telegraph office ain't the same without you.

You move that back to me?

To, uh, Mr. Bernard at the Denver Post.

No horse.

Dallas.

Oh, sorry, Jake.

It's all right.

Can't be easy getting used to things on your first day back.

That's Mr.

Bernard at the Dallas Post.

Dallas.

D -A -L -L -A -S.

Oh, right, Jake.

No problem. I'll send it again.

Morning, gentlemen.

Dr. Mike.

Morning, Horace. Oh, hey, Dr. Mike. Oh, got those medical supplies you sent for?

Thank you.

This package is the door of yours.

Oh, sorry about that.

Here you go.

Yeah.

How are you doing?

Well, it's my first day back, and I'm a little rusty, but I've turned a

corner, Dr. Mike.

And I know in a couple days, I'll be as good as new.

I'm glad everything's going so well.

Everything's going great.

Take your mark deck with you.

Myra.

Myra.

Something different about you.

Oh. Oh, there's been something different about me since I quit working for you,

Hank. Don't get your back up.

You look good.

The city living agrees with you.

Thank you, Hank.

That's why I can't understand you thinking about getting married to Horace

again.

You've changed.

Maybe not.

But you have.

When you're fooling yourself, you think you can go back to being just Mrs. Bing.

I never stopped being Mrs. Bing.

What about them divorce papers?

That's all behind us.

Everything's changed.

Horace needs me.

What about you?

Me? Yeah.

I'm getting married tomorrow.

I guess I'll see you at the wedding.

He should be along soon.

I heard him say he had a few things to attend to over at the telegraph office.

I don't know.

I just rode by there. He wasn't there.

I'll find him.

Go. I'll watch the children.

Leave me alone.

Put the gun down, horse.

Don't do this, horse.

I'm begging you, don't do this, please.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Myra.

You and Samantha will be better off without me.

Give me the gun, horse.

Give me the gun.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I tried for you, for Samantha.

I bet it was better.

I'm not.

I can barely get out of bed in the morning.

And when I do, I feel like I'm walking knee -deep in mud.

Nothing feels right. Nothing tastes good.

I feel like I'm suffocating.

It's pressing in so hard on me.

And I can't let it go.

What's wrong

with me, Dr. Mike?

I've stated him. He's resting comfortably.

We'll need to take turns staying with him again.

We've already done that. He ain't getting no better.

Your horse really is crazy.

Why, that's a terrible word, crazy.

The horse is our friend. He needs our support now more than ever.

You're right, Michaela, but for his own safety, maybe a sanatorium would be the

best way for us to support him.

Yeah, or that.

Well, if it's best for him to go away, we could raise the money.

What else can we do, Dr. Mike?

Horace, I apologize.

What for?

I wanted to believe that I could cure you.

But the truth is, I don't really know what's wrong.

What are you saying?

Well, medical books say that this condition could pass.

Suddenly, gradually, perhaps not at all.

Some doctors feel that a complete change in the sanatorium could prove helpful.

What do you think?

Perhaps the sanatorium might be the best.

He said he'd go to a sanatorium.

Some things just ain't ours to fix, Michaela.

No matter how much we want.

Hey, Brian.

What are you doing down here?

Just thinking.

About what?

Sometimes I get sad.

Just wondering.

What if... What if you got sad like a horse?

Yeah.

Can that happen to anyone?

People have all kinds of feelings.

Feeling sad.

All right.

Did you ever feel like that?

Well, I've been real sad. I've been real angry.

I know sometimes I haven't appreciated the gift of being alive.

But you never tried to kill yourself.

No.

It's just something I would never do.

Neither would you.

But how do you know that?

Brian, there's always a reason for living.

Some people just have more trouble seeing that.

Like when your ma died.

You were awful sad, weren't you?

The best I've ever been.

But you didn't give up.

You found a reason to keep going.

For Colleen, for Matthew, Dr. Mike.

And you, Philly.

This looks like a possibility.

The grounds look quite attractive.

It's lovely, but I'm afraid it's far too expensive.

Collected some money.

Not nearly enough for the Twin Oaks Sanatorium.

This one looks more affordable.

Quite pleasant, too.

Vermont, so far.

Jake.

Dr. Mike, Andrew.

What could I do for you, Jake?

I wanted to tell you we got some money in the town treasury for emergencies.

It ain't much, but I thought maybe it could help for us.

Thank you, Jake.

I'm sure it will.

Maybe. The Reverend told me Horse is willing to see me now.

Is he feeling better?

I'm afraid not.

So he's still going away?

Yes.

What should I do, Dr. Mike?

I don't know what to tell you, Myra.

Myra, I have to believe that there's something more to what's troubling us.

Something we can't see or perhaps even understand.

People get divorced, but they don't try and kill themselves.

All I know is...

Out here, Myra.

It's nice out here.

Yeah.

Myra.

No, you go.

No, you go first.

I want you and Samantha to go home to St. Louis.

No, Horace, we're coming with you.

Myra. You done all you can for me.

I can get a job and Samantha will come see you on visiting days.

I stood out here for hours thinking about all the nights I sat staring at

ceiling when you'd come home to me.

But no matter how long I've been wishing for it,

having you here hasn't made it any better.

She looks happy.

Yes, she does look happy.

Can I show it to Papa?

I think he'd like that very much.

You want to go?

It's so hard to leave him knowing he's still so sad.

R .C. Vister.

Mama says to leave him.

That's right, honey. You're going back to St. Louis, where you can play with

your friends.

Are you coming with us?

No. No, honey, I'm not coming with you.

Pause.

I just can't.

R .C., don't be sad, Papa.

I can't wait to come to your birthday party. I'm going to be happy.

Samantha, I wish I could.

What's wrong, honey?

I don't feel as sad.

Oh, baby, baby, don't be sad.

Papa will be there for your birthday.

I'm not going to that sanatorium.

Well, you know that you're welcome to stay here as long as you like.

Thank you, Dr. Mike.

But I got something I got to do.

I'm going over to the general store to order a present for Samantha.

I'll be taking it to her in St. Louis for her birthday.

Thank you, Dr. Bynum.

You're welcome, Horace.