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There. Here?

That's right.

You learn fast.

Think I'll do good in school?

I'm sure you will.

In church, the reverend said it's time to build a new schoolhouse.

Makes sense.

The spring rains are over.

You gonna help?

No, I don't think so.

Did I know why?

Why?

Shine got no need for book learning.

Who told you that?

You did.

Oh.

Well, they just have a different way of teaching, that's all.

They talk it, mostly.

Stories.

But book learning's just as important.

Look at Dr. Mike.

She wouldn't be able to do her medicine without it.

Books are important, Brian. Don't you forget it.

Then why aren't you going to help build the school?

What's this?

This? There?

No, it's a mountain lion.

You know everything.

I'm short on book learning.

But you don't have to be.

You go to school... Look, Zoe! A hawk!

It's an eagle.

Cheyenne believe eagles are sacred.

How come?

Eagles are supposed to hold great wisdom.

Once was a Cheyenne boy.

He was so wise, they named him Swordslike Eagle.

As he grew older, he grew wiser and wiser till one day, the great birds

themselves, they adopted him. They swept him off the earth and taught him to

fly. They taught him to soar with the great ones.

Hey, Sully.

Look at me.

I jumped off the hayloft once.

It was just like flying.

Ryan, get down.

Sweetheart, be sure to tell me if anything hurts.

Nothing, Ma.

How long was it before you became conscious?

About an hour or so.

It came to just the other side of the creek.

Did you see what part of its head hit the ground?

It happened so fast.

It was like it slowed down. It wasn't really happening at all.

I know you're upset. I'm all right.

All right.

It's a boy we got to worry about.

Exactly.

So I need you to try to remember how he landed, what part of his head he had.

I don't have to try to remember.

It was the side. It was lying on his left side. It was the left side of his

that hit the ground.

And it tripped it?

No. It was just lying there like he was sleeping.

All right, knock on it.

Hold on there.

I just want to poke around that silly head of yours before you go flying out

any more trees, young man.

I don't feel any lumps or bumps.

Told you.

I shouldn't have climbed up that extra branch.

And you shouldn't have been climbing up that tree at all.

Dr. Mike's right. No more stories.

Pretty soon you're going to go to school and do all you're learning from book.

Oh, one more thing.

I've got to tell Mark. too, Sully.

So he's all right?

Apparently, he's fine.

Good.

Hey, wait, Sully.

Is Sully mad?

Only at himself.

Let's go. Come on.

About time we built that schoolhouse.

What about on the hill?

Nobody asked your opinion.

First we'll need someone to design the schoolhouse, to draw the plans. What

about that fella from Denver, the church?

Warren, we don't have the money to pay for a real architect for the

Why not?

We raised $550.

I'd say that should pay for a heck of a schoolhouse. But that money is not just

for the building. We have to pay for the teacher, the books, the desk.

Books are real important.

I know that.

No, he said so.

So who'd like to volunteer to be foreman?

I will. I will.

Jake, Lauren. Reverend. It's Matthew.

What about Robert E?

Well, we really shouldn't volunteer people without knowing their feelings on

matter. I know he'd want it.

Why don't you ask him later?

We're deciding this now, not later.

Robert E knows more about building things than anybody in this town.

Now, hold on. I helped my pa build his first shop back in Pittsburgh.

I built that storage shed behind the store. And it leaks like a sieve.

Fine. Then Jake and Lauren will team up on this thing.

Reverend?

Yes, Dr. Mike?

With all due respect to Jake and Lauren, why is Robert E. being disregarded?

Well, it's like I said, he's not here. Well, that's my point. Why isn't he?

And I know he's a religious man.

They have their own church. It's just on the east side of town.

I haven't seen any other church.

Well, it's not exactly a church. It's more like a meeting hall.

Are you referring to that shack past the feed and grain?

I wouldn't call it a shack.

Well, I would. They prefer it that way.

Now, just a minute. We were all unionists. That's right.

Fine, then we're all abolitionists.

So I'm sure you'll all agree that our church's doors should be open for

everyone.

Yes, I think that is the perfect place for the new schoolhouse.

You made it too wide.

It looks like a square box.

It is a square box.

That's what buildings are in case you ain't noticed.

The church ain't a square box, and this is gonna be sitting right across from

it. Well, maybe you'd like to chip in a little extra and hire that architect,

and I'll just go back to the store.

All I'm saying is we ought to at least make it look nice.

People are gonna blame us if it don't.

Be my guest.

All right, you fool, look what you did.

You erased the instructions.

Put him back.

Two buckets of nails.

Some hammers. Although I can't imagine a man ain't already got some.

Go on, do it.

You do it. You erased him. I said do it yourself.

You can't read, can you?

Wait till people find out.

Since when?

I must be going, because it feels too tight.

Hurts my head.

Why don't you tell Dr. Mike? Maybe she'll buy you a new one.

Nah.

See you, Ma.

Where are you going, Brian?

Tell Mr.

Rayville to school.

Sully threw a little fire under him about that school thing.

I've got to get out to Miss Oz. I'll see you before sundown.

Who cares who he tells?

Hell, I can't read either.

Me neither.

It might be nice though.

Hasn't hurt us none.

Has it?

We own our own business the same as him.

That's right. Besides,

he wants to read anyway.

Nothing but bad news.

That's for sure.

How much you need?

All of it. The whole thing?

The rate we lose, Bandages.

People just seem to forget to return them. Probably didn't have his rags. You

ought to work it into your fee.

My fee?

You know, I still haven't quite figured out what that is.

Well, people just give me what they can afford, and somehow it always seems to

work out.

You're too soft -hearted. I know doctrine's different from ranching, but

going to have to learn how to be a tougher businesswoman.

I'm not finished.

Coronations. Don't go creeping up on a body like that.

Sorry. You ought to be.

I came to help.

Hand me that eraser, would you, boy?

What are you, deaf boy?

Mr. Bray?

Mr. Bray?

Where are you, Mr. Bray? I can't see nothing.

Mr. Bray?

I'm here, boy.

Mr. Bray?

I'm here.

I'm here, boy.

Lauren!

Lauren, what's the matter?

Dr. Mike!

Dr. Mike!

Dr. Mike!

What happened?

Nothing. He just... All of a sudden, he couldn't see.

He's blind.

Tell me when you see this light.

I don't see it yet, Ma.

Yes.

Nighttime. Why don't you close your eyes and rest?

Maybe my head will stop hurting.

Where does it hurt?

All over.

Shouldn't we give him some laudanum?

Not in neurological cases, I'm afraid.

What is it, Dr. Mike?

Something called a subcranial hemorrhage.

That's a bruise inside his head.

What's that got to do with his eyes?

I don't know exactly, but if the blood collects, it applies a pressure. It must

be affecting his vision.

So what can you do?

I'm afraid I... I don't know very much about the brain.

No one does, really.

There are a few specialists.

Horace?

I need to send a telegram to Boston immediately.

I bet.

To a doctor.

Michael McKay, the colleague of my father.

Doctor Michael McKay.

Massachusetts General Hospital.

Boston, Massachusetts.

Urgent.

Child with brain injury.

Condition critical.

Please advise a tenure specialist.

McKellicron, M .D.

I'll put the return address on it.

Please ask Robert E. to lend you a horse.

Ride over to Olive's and tell Matthew.

Brian, all right.

Dr. Mike happened to come out soon.

Colleen rode out to get you.

Dolly?

No, Brian, it's me.

And Matthew and Colleen.

I'm here, little brother.

I can't see you, Ma.

Put on a lamp.

Please?

Brian?

Brian, you don't need a lamp right now.

But I can't see. I know.

It's good that you can't see right now.

Brian, something did happen when you hit your head.

Something that's blocking your vision, but I sent for a doctor to fix it.

You're the doctor, Ma.

It's one knows more about your injuries.

Like Sully knows more about the woods?

Exactly.

I dreamed me and Sully were flying.

That we could see everything.

Even Boston.

I waved to Grandma.

She waved back.

Yeah.

I want to tell Sully.

Where is he?

Matthew was just on his way to find him for you.

That's right.

Brian.

Well, go get him.

I'm going to go pay little Brian a visit.

Lawrence. I heard you.

Lawrence, come.

You go on.

Honestly, sometimes I think your heart is made of stone.

It was real slow, so he let me off to pick these for Brian.

Thank you. They're beautiful.

Oh, and they smell real good, too. I only picked the ones that smelled the

Well, Brian's sleeping right now.

As soon as he's awake, I'll have him smell them.

You can tell them they're from me and Horace.

He was going to come, too, but he won't leave that telegraph offer. He says he

ain't closing until he hears from the doctor, no matter how long that day.

Good man, Myra.

You're very lucky.

And so is he.

Afternoon, Mother.

Afternoon, Miss Alves.

It's a real tear, you think?

There's no way of telling if the bleeding has stopped.

If it hadn't, he could become even worse.

And if the doctor comes in time to relieve the pressure, he could even...

Boston's a long way off.

How long are you talking about?

long before I can see again.

Shouldn't be too long.

Good.

Because I want to see the new school.

Matthew says with the way they're going, maybe nobody will ever see it.

He's just joking, Brian.

You hungry?

Kind of.

Dr. Mike says you should eat.

You want a super suit?

Suit.

She's just a lizard.

All right.

Helene?

No.

Mr. Bray?

Yeah.

You came to visit me?

I did.

And I, uh, I brought you something.

Licorice! You betcha.

Taffy! Right -o.

Gumdrops! Your favorite.

See, the world is full of smells and tastes and sounds.

Now listen.

What do you hear?

A wagon.

Horses.

People talking.

Robert E.

Stogpart. That's right.

Dr.

Mike!

Dr. Mike!

He's coming, Dr. Mike!

Dear Dr. Quinn, Dr.

McKay has informed me of your emergency.

Brain surgery is my specialty, and I would be happy to help.

I shall arrive by the next stage from St. Louis, where I live and maintain my

practice. Yours truly, Dr. Arthur Renner.

St. Louis will be on the Friday stage.

Brian?

Brian?

Dr.

Mike? Dr. Mike, what's wrong?

You just checked a minute ago.

I did?

A minute before that, a minute before that.

I feel so helpless just waiting.

What are you waiting for?

Where have you been?

I came as soon as I heard.

Do you even know what's happened?

Yes, Robert E. filled me in.

How is he?

What do you care? You disappeared for two days.

You didn't seem to want me around.

So you went off and sulked? No.

I was praying.

I was asking the spirits for forgiveness because I thought that he could have

been hurt.

Kurt.

He is hurt.

I didn't know till just now.

Why did you let him climb that tree?

Little boys climb up trees all the time. He said it was because of some story

you told him.

Well, I'll thank you to stop filling his head with nonsense like this if there's

anything left to fill. Stop it.

I never noticed you mine and Sally helping with these children till now

something's gone wrong.

The way I see it, you're as much to blame as he is.

You were too busy trying to be a mother and a doctor all at once.

How dare you?

Get out of here.

I will not.

That isn't none of your business.

It's everybody's business.

You're not the only one who loves that boy.

Stop it, both of you.

The gospel teaches us not to blame but to forgive.

Now, if you can't forgive, at least set your selfish concerns aside and think of

Brian.

He's still with us.

He might even be able to hear us.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. If anything happens to Brian... Oh, please, God, no.

I was right.

It's not your fault.

Well, it surely isn't yours.

Sully?

I don't think he'll last until the doctor gets here. Not now that he

into a coma.

What are we waiting for?

As far as I'm concerned, the doctor's already here.

I can't.

I barely know the procedure.

If I make one wrong move, he might lose his sight forever, or even worse.

He might never even be Brian anymore.

You've done operations he didn't know before I was there, remember?

It's not the same.

Why not?

Because he's family.

For what reason?

You don't understand.

It would be one thing to lose him.

It'd be quite another... It was by my own hand.

It's all right.

It's going to be all right.

There's got to be something I can do.

Maybe I should write out, meet the stage.

Go with that, too.

If you want to do something, why don't you go help build the schoolhouse?

What does that have to do with it?

It's the last thing Brian said he wanted.

To see the new schoolhouse.

Why'd they stop working in the school?

Asked Lauren.

I ain't part of that team no more.

I want to help with the school.

Ah, Jake loused the plans up so bad I have to start all over.

How long's that going to take?

Who can say?

Who knows?

We've got to

build a school.

Matthew, that has all been arranged.

There's more important matters at hand right now.

It's what Brian wants most.

Now, Jake's washed his hands of it, and Lauren's got no plans. Why don't we let

Robert E. be the foreman? We can get this done in no time.

You can't be so sure that Robert E. would want to volunteer for something

well... What the Reverend's trying to say, Matthew, is that I might not want

do all that work for free on a school that won't welcome Negro children.

Or Indian children.

But... Like the Reverend says, there are more important matters at hand right

now.

Wouldn't you agree, Sally?

Yes, sir.

Hold on.

He ain't coming.

He ain't coming.

Flash flood washed out the bridge down at Cascade.

The stage is going to have to go all the way around down Porterville to cross.

It won't get here until next Wednesday.

Brian won't live until next Wednesday.

I'll get the operating room ready. No.

You can't assist this time.

What? No family members.

Please. But Dr. Mike...

I heard you fainted dead away at my operation.

Won't happen again.

Got my word.

Great. Can you do it?

Yes, I can.

And we'll need you too, Reverend.

Of course.

We should hurry.

He's got it on his right side.

What is that?

It's a new way to administer chloroform.

You hold the mask over his mouth and nose, and you apply a single drop every

minute. Isn't he already, I mean... Unconscious yet.

But if you were to stir it all or move suddenly during the operation, the

consequences would be very serious.

I want you to shave his head on the left side.

He's ready.

Great.

These are the scalpels. They're named Small, Medium, Large, and Trophine.

So you'll know what size I need when I ask for it.

But you have to move quickly.

I need the clamps.

I'll need you to hold them while I'm working.

Drilling the most delicate part.

I have to find the exact spot to release the blood without damaging the tissue.

Ready?

Jake, take two clamps to secure the sides of the incision.

Gently pull it further open.

Grace, keep swabbing the blood out of the way.

suction. Hear the color of the blood?

Much darker it is than the rest.

Coming from the compression.

Hopefully I went deep enough to release the pressure.

Hold up Brian survived the operation It

appears to have been a success but there's no way to know if it's certain

he regains consciousness

Come on, I'll walk with you back to town.

I did everything I could.

I know you did. Of course you did.

Now we just have to wait.

That's right. It's out of your hands.

Literally.

Brian will want to sit in the very front row of the desk.

Knowing him, he will.

Come on.

You need some rest, Dr. Mike.

You eat now.

He needs you to be strong.

Talk to Mike.

Talk to Mike.

I'm not asking you to eat that time.

I'm telling you.

And I'm not leaving here until you do.

Ryan?

Yes, sweetheart.