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Hey mom, can somebody have lunch with us?

Of course.

Ryan!

I'm done.

You want to have lunch with us?

Sure. I'd like that.

How come you're here every Sunday?

I made a promise.

How to keep promises.

That's right.

Dr.

Mike!

Dr. Mike!

Dr. Mike!

Forrest, what is it?

Forrest.

What's it say, Dr. Mike?

Urgent. Come at once.

Mother's gravely ill.

Your loving sister.

We're going to Boston.

I booked you the four tickets on the stage tomorrow.

Board.

Thank you, Horace.

Here's some things for Grace.

They're for Robert to use back in case it acts up while we're away.

And here's some things that Meyer might need. Everything from bandages to fist

fights to... Well, just take them all from here, please.

And we'll take the rest over to Jake.

While we're there, you should get a haircut.

I don't want a haircut.

Let me go.

Just like Sully.

Why don't you get four tickets?

You could throw four of us.

I can't go to Boston. Why not?

Because I've got work to do. Well, nothing that can't wait.

What about the homestay? I'll get Sully to look after it while we're gone.

Dr. Mike, I shouldn't leave Ingrid.

You mean you don't want to leave Ingrid?

And I understand.

But I need your help, Matthew. And sometimes in life you have to do things

don't necessarily want to do.

And I'm afraid this is one of those times.

I want to thank you for agreeing to watch over the homestead for a little

Like you said, it's no bother.

I'm glad to do it.

You'll be sure to say goodbye to cloud dancing and snowboarding.

I promise.

I like you because promises.

Of course he does.

Dr. Mike?

Is this good enough?

Well, it's very nice, but... But what about that dress you made for Christmas?

Or your Founder's Day dress?

It would be a lot more appropriate for Boston.

But those are my fancies, and the only two I got.

Have. The only two I have.

Well, this is the only suit I have, and the pants are high water on me.

Martha will let him down.

Who's Martha?

Mother's chambermaid.

I told you that you couldn't take those, Brian.

But they're my favorite. But they have patches on the knees. So?

So no patch trousers in Boston.

Do I gotta wear my suit all the time? Have to wear my suit. Have to.

My mother never had a sick day in her life.

She was always the strong one in the family.

You're every bit as strong, Dr. Mike.

I don't think so.

You're just not thinking clear. You're just worrying, that's all.

You're right.

I am worried.

Not just about Mother.

About going home.

Back to Boston.

This is my home now.

Yeah, but where you're born always kind of has a pull on you, whether you like

it or not.

Where were you born, Sully?

Oh, nowhere.

I was born on a ship somewhere between England and America.

I don't know where. I don't even know the name of the ship, honestly.

What about your parents?

We're just regular folk.

What?

My pa died before I can remember.

My ma always said the only thing he knew was farming.

When they got to New York, he had to take odd jobs away from the land.

His heart just gave up.

She always said it was the city that done broke it.

What happened to her?

She drowned.

Hudson River.

I was ten.

And that's when I headed out west.

All by yourself?

That's right.

Just like you.

By yourself.

Safe journey.

There you go.

Look, Ma, nothing but grass, foresty, I can see.

No mountains or trees or nothing, school all day.

Sure don't look like Colorado.

No, it certainly doesn't.

Look, Everett.

She's brought them with her. That's my sister, Marjorie.

My, they are rough humans.

Thank goodness Mother's already seen them, so it won't be such a shock.

Here. Michaela.

Marjorie.

How good of you to come for us.

Don't be silly.

Please, meet my children.

Matthew, Colleen, and Brian.

This is my sister.

Your aunt Marjorie and her husband, you're on a delivery.

Sure. Hello, ma 'am. How do you do? Fine, thanks. How's Grandma?

Um, well, perhaps we should go home to Mother's and get you all settled.

Actually, we'd like to see Mother as soon as possible.

Surely you'd like to freshen up first.

We appreciate your concern for our hygiene, Marjorie, but Rebecca's

said it was urgent and it's already been five days.

Well, we'd like to stop off at the hospital first, if you don't mind.

Why?

Why on earth should I not?

Put that in the boat.

Where is it?

Big, Ma.

Yes, it is, Brian.

What's that moving, Dr. Lane?

That, Colleen, it's Elijah.

Look! There's a whole store with nothing but candy.

You know, Brian,

I think you're all going to like Boston very much.

Yeah.

Michaela. Hey, Grandma.

Oh, Brian.

Now, who ran Michaela and these poor children all this way for nothing?

I am... Perfectly well.

Just a little digestive upset. I sent for the mother because... Because

has no idea what an appalling trip it is. Because Rebecca knew we'd want to be

with you.

Same as you. I'm always sick with influenza.

Oh, yes.

And that time, you were the telegram culprit.

Michaela, these are Mother's doctors, Dr. Hansen and Dr.

Burke. Dr. Quinn.

I think Mother's had enough excitement for now. I told you, I'm perfectly well.

Your daughter's quite right, Mrs. Quinn. You need your rest.

We'll be back first thing in the morning, Mother.

First thing, Mother.

See you tomorrow, Grandma.

Would you mind going ahead with the children? I'd like to keep with the

for a moment. He'll be waiting.

We're in a bit of a hurry.

Dr. Quinn.

And before you leave, I'd like to discuss my mother's condition with you

physician to another.

Of course.

No one has yet to give me even a diagnosis.

Cancer of the liver. But I've been over this with your brother -in -law. Who is

a banker and not a doctor. Now, what exactly were the presenting symptoms

led to this determination?

The usual jaundiced swelling, pain on inverse palpation, various signs of

systemic toxicity.

Such as?

A natural accumulation of body fluids, inability to take solid foods.

I'll examine her myself.

With your permission, of course. Dr.

Hansen's always told me that a second opinion could be most valuable.

Good day.

Please, come before nine. I'll bring your mother's chart.

Thank you.

Dr. Burke.

Dr.

Burke, if you please.

See to it the luggage gets upstairs immediately, and Martha, make sure that

everyone's shown right to their rooms.

Hello, Harrison.

A pleasure to see you, ma 'am. Oh, Martha.

Oh, so good to see you both. Yes, ma 'am.

And are these your young ones that the missus talks about?

Grandma talks about them? Oh, she certainly does.

Well, these are my children, Matthew, Colleen, and Brian, who are no doubt

exhausted and would like to rest.

We'll be back for supper.

What about Maureen and Claudette?

Oh, yes, they'll be here, too.

But they sent their regrets at being unable to greet you.

Household affairs didn't allow.

Who's Maureen and Claudette?

They're my sisters.

Gosh, how many you got, Ma?

Four. We'll see you this evening.

I think Colleen would enjoy it more than I.

Don't you?

Is it really yours?

Mm -hmm.

I don't know.

We're all ready.

May we all welcome Michaela home and make her children feel as though they

always been and shall forevermore be a part of our family.

I can't tell you how much I appreciate this, Dr. Burke.

Actually, we owe you an apology, Dr. Quinton. Dr.

Hanson would normally be agreeable to consultation, but he adheres to the old

school of thought. Women shouldn't be doctors.

Mind you, I hold no such belief.

No.

I can see that.

Dr.

Burke. Mrs. Quinn.

I've asked your daughter to give a second opinion.

Mother, I'm afraid we're going to have to examine you.

The liver's enlarged, but I don't feel any tumor.

Dr. Hampton said he thought it was on the lateral side.

I'm sorry this is painful, Mother, but I need you to tell me which it's worse,

when I press in or when I let go.

Will you take a deep breath?

As I recall, you like oysters, don't you, Mother?

What on earth does that have to do with anything? Do you eat them often?

Yeah. I don't... What's going on here?

A medical examination, Dr. Hanson, and a diagnosis.

Dr. Burke? Dr. Burke was kind enough to afford me the professional courtesy I'm

due as a physician.

And I'm afraid I differ with your diagnosis of my mother's condition.

You have no right to contradict Dr. Hanson. Yes, I do, Mother, especially

your life depends upon it.

I believe she's suffering from hepatitis.

Absurd. The disease of the poor and unclean.

But in a recent article in a French medical journal, it's also been linked

certain seafoods.

Oysters, in particular.

Ridiculous. No, no, no. I read the same article.

It was very well documented.

Uh, sir.

My point is that I have a treatment for liver detoxification.

It's not commonly known. It's something that I discovered in my new practice.

Oh, you've discovered a liver cure -all, have you?

Some sort of snake oil or patent medicine, is it?

I hear there are all sorts of quacks selling such things out west.

I didn't buy it.

It's a fermented tea that flushes the liver.

It's a proven cure, hundreds of years old.

I learned it from the Cheyenne Indians.

Oh, good Lord.

Now, Kayla, your father would be ashamed of you talking such mumbo -jumbo. But,

Mother, I... Just leave me alone.

Out of here. Away. Out of here, both of you. Please.

The Indians have been studying medicine just as long as we have.

They've just simply gone about it differently.

Sometimes my medicine works and sometimes theirs.

I would have died from the influenza if it hadn't been for one of their teeth.

I believe you.

You do?

Yes, I do.

Why?

French oysters, I suppose. The problem is how to convince Dr. Hansen. Or at

least my mother.

Do you have any documentation?

I've written papers on many of the cyan compounds. I've submitted them to every

medical journal in existence.

They've all been rejected.

I'd like to read them.

Really?

Yes.

Really.

Unfortunately, they're all in Colorado.

Thank you for your open -mindedness, Dr. Burke.

Now, William, please.

Might I call you Michaela?

No.

You may call me Mai.

Oysters. When I think of the number of oysters we've all eaten in our

it only takes one that's contaminated.

The odds against it must be astronomical.

But Mother's always had such good luck.

Don't worry.

Mother's luck will hold as long as I have something to say about it.

You will, if I have anything to say about it.

Mr.

Byron Sully, Colorado Swings, Colorado.

Dear Sully, please send by telegraph the medical papers located in the drawer of

my desk at the clinic.

My mother's life may depend upon them.

Thank you, Sully, for everything.

Finally, Dr. Mike.

This will be the longest telegram I've ever sent.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, I don't believe we've met.

Yona, ma 'am.

Michaela.

Nice to meet you.

You embarrassed her.

Well, that wasn't my intention at all.

It's just that she's new since I left, and I'm not used to being waited on by

nameless children.

Well, it's best not to get to know them too well anyway.

Scullery maids come and go all the time.

A very unstable lot.

No loyalty whatsoever.

Well, perhaps if they were treated with more respect, you'd receive more loyalty

in return.

Are you questioning my manners?

No, Marjorie, she's questioning all of our manners.

Mike may have a point.

Could you please stop using that ridiculous nickname?

Maureen's right.

With father gone, there's no need to humor anyone with it anymore.

I don't think that's fair.

Well, you call her whatever you'd like.

But don't expect her at the pub, too.

The truth is, I'm just simply not used to being waited on at all anymore.

I have to admit, it makes me feel a bit uncomfortable.

Yes, it must be quite different out west. Do tell us all about it, Michaela.

Everything's a lot littler.

I mean, not the things themselves.

Everything's normal size and all, but the whole town's smaller.

And not nearly so grand.

And the streets are just dirt.

Not like the, um, the rocks you have.

Cobblestone.

Cobblestones.

Go on.

Everybody knows everybody.

What a dreadful war.

Yeah.

All my friends are interested in getting married.

Well, if it's a great young man, but don't you want to go to college for it?

You mean finishing school?

And of course we do.

Dr. Mike never called it that.

She says I need a college education before I can go to medical school.

school? Girls aren't allowed in medical school.

Yes.

Yes, they are.

The Indians aren't savages.

Tell them, Matthew.

The army, they're savages.

If you're referring to a few unfortunate massacres, they struck before dawn at

Sand Creek.

They killed mostly women and children.

They're hiring men to kill off all the buffalo and starve the Indians out. And

how do you know?

Because the Indians are our friends.

Your friends?

That's right.

A Cheyenne medicine man, cloud dancing.

He saved my life.

Honestly.

Marjorie. Can you hear yourself?

I don't expect you to care about the things I do.

I'm not asking anyone to. The question is, do you care about yourself anymore?

Just look at you.

You're getting far too much sun. You let your hair fly loose. Your hands have

calluses. It's my skin, my hair, my hands.

Why are you so concerned?

Well, here you are upsetting Mother on her deathbed.

Marjorie. Excuse me. We didn't call for you. But it's...

What is it, Fiona?

It's telegram for... Thank you, Fiona.

I have to see Dr. Bird. Do you have an appointment?

No, it's an emergency. Please tell him that Dr. Quinn is here.

There's a woman here claiming to be a Dr. Quinn.

What an unexpected pleasure.

My medical papers, including my article on the liver detoxification team.

I'll read it right now.

Please have a seat.

Thank you.

I'm just stepping out for a breath of fresh air. I'll be back before Dr. Burke

is through.

Open that door, please.

Okay.

Don't burn it, man.

This is excellent.

Let's go. Where?

Do you use the flowers and the leaves also in the infusion? Well, the leaves

flowers may be used, but it's the roots that have the most medicinal value.

Now, just a bite, Mrs. Quinn.

I'm not hungry.

Thank goodness.

Please, inform this woman that I mean what I say.

She means what she says.

She always has and she always will.

Mother.

Mrs. Quinn, you know that I graduated Harvard Medical School at the top of my

class, and you know that I've practiced for ten years with Dr. Hansen, who is

arguably the best physician in Boston.

I would hope that you trust my medical judgment and not take what I'm about to

say lightly.

Well, say it.

I've read your daughter's research on the detoxification treatment she

recommended, and I strongly advise that you start taking it immediately.

What about Dr. Hansen?

What does he advise?

Due respect to my senior physician, I believe that he's allowing non -medical

reasoning to affect his medical judgment.

Because Michaela's a woman?

I'm afraid that's correct.

What's all this nonsense about oysters?

Mother, we don't think that it's nonsense.

But the diagnosis is not the issue here.

If I am wrong, and you don't have hepatitis, then the tea simply won't

But Dr. Burke agrees that the ingredient in no way interferes with Dr. Hansen's

treatment of his diagnosis.

Cancer.

Isn't that usually fatal?

Yes, Mother.

What are you waiting for?

Thank you. Oh,

William, you were wonderful.

I'm sorry.

No, no.

Please, don't apologize.

All right.

Oh, Mother, you just... All our prayers are answered.

Oh,

thank you, Dr. Hanson. Don't thank him.

At least not for curing me.

For trying to. Yes, I do thank you for that, Dr. Hanson. I don't understand.

And I know my husband would thank you as well if he were still with us.

I also know he would have been very disappointed at how you discounted his

partner's advice in my case.

His partner?

Dr. Michaela Quinn, M .D.

My patient's improvement began two weeks ago, after her first infusion with the

tea that I told you about.

Your patient?

Mother. You sneak something to Mother?

Behind Dr.

Hansen's back?

You went along with this, Dr. Burke?

With all due respect, yes, I did.

You're fired.

Sir, Dr.

Hansen would have escorted me to my grave.

You may thank your sister for preventing that.

She saved my life.

Dear Michaela, how can we ever thank you enough?

Thank you, Michaela.

And thank you, Dr. Burke.

You're welcome, Dr. Crank.

Sorry about your job. No, don't be.

I'm not.

In fact, I feel as though a great weight's been lifted off my shoulders.

known for a while that it was time for me to be on my own.

I've even had my eye on a little office that I could rent and still afford to do

my pro bono work.

What's pro bono?

Pro bono is treating patients who can't afford to pay.

That's all a mob thing.

Sometimes it seems like that.

But most people find some way to compensate.

It's this sort of barter.

It's just like the old days. How very quaint.

We're not a bunch of hicks.

Matthew. No, no, no, no. I didn't mean to sound condescending. I was merely

being nostalgic.

Boston's growing every minute.

It's not the same place it was when I was your age.

Well, now all that's left is for me to clean up my desk and see if that office

is still for us. Is there anything we could do to help?

Well, actually, there is.

Gladly.

It would be a great comfort to me if you'd consent to join me tonight and

celebratory supper.

I'd say we all have quite a bit to celebrate.

We certainly do.

Better yet?

Yes.

Splendid.

I'll come for you at seven.

We want to go home.

We will, as soon as Mother's better.

Isn't she better now? That's what we're celebrating tonight.

I meant when she was well.

Ryan?

Ryan! Mr. Mike!

Thought you said we'd throw out our feet.

Well, if you overindulge, yes.

It doesn't hurt to purge occasionally.

Everyone should be a little extravagant now and then.

Look, my ice cream! All different kinds!

Which one do you want?

All of them.

I can't believe you ate that entire sundae.

You're going to burst the buttons of your shirt, young man.

Which reminds me, new clothes.

Beautiful.

Why? Just because we're going to some fancy restaurant tonight?

No, because you can't keep wearing the same thing every day.

That suit was worn out in the first place.

And with Martha cleaning it every day, it's going to end up in tatters.

And besides, even with a cuff let down, both trousers are still too short.

What, for Boston?

It's where we are, Matthew.

It's where we are.

Not with the candy store.

No, thanks, sir.

Ma 'am?

Renew me sunlight.

What trouble is he telling?

Dreams.

Dreams are the spirits telling us of the past or of the future.

I dream that I'm in Boston.

We're Dr. White here.

You've never been there?

No.

Then it's a dream of the future.

Thank you, my dear.

Careful, Mother.

Give her some room, children.

Everyone, please.

Please.

Mother needs her rest. Nonsense. I feel perfectly well. Doctor's orders.

A nap, but then I'm coming down for supper. Mother, that is final.

Mother's orders.

Come on, children.

Come on, let's go have a cup of tea.

Whenever anyone used to comment on my being my father's daughter...

He used to tell them not to let my choice of profession fool them.

That it was my mother I was most like, not him.

It's the only thing he ever said that made me truly angry at him.

Now, finally, I realize that he was right.

And what's more, I'm proud of it.

It's quite a treat for me.

Large family dinner like this.

But I thought you were born here.

My father moved the family business to Baltimore about five years ago. He took

the whole family with him.

But then, of all people, you must know the sorrow of living away from your

family now.

Yes, yes, I do now.

But I must admit, I was relieved to get away.

And I have come to love Colorado dearly.

But being here, seeing my mother through new eyes, watching the children enjoy

themselves, and meeting new friends, it all...

Makes me miss Boston more now that I'm here than I ever did while I was gone.

I'll announce you.

Belly. Sorry, ma 'am. Belly?

Belly.

Oh, you're just in time for supper.

Won't you join us?