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There. Here?

That's right.

You learn fast.

I 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.

But 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 the book learns 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!

An eagle.

Cheyenne believe eagles are sacred.

How come?

Eagles are supposed to hold great
wisdom.

There once was a Cheyenne boy.

He was so wise, they named him Sores
-like 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, and 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.

Watch me, Sully.

Sweetheart, be sure to tell me if
anything hurts.

Nothing, Ma.

How long was it before he became
conscious?

About an hour or so.

He came to just the other side of the
creek.

Did you see what part of his 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.

Was it twisted?

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 books.

Oh, one more thing.

I've got a tomahawk, 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 who did 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.

So he said so.

So who'd like to volunteer to be
foreman?

I will. I will.

Jake, Lauren.

Reverend. Matthew.

What about Robert E.? Well, we really

shouldn't volunteer people without
knowing their feelings on the 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.

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.

What 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.

Oh, you fool, look what you did. You
erased the instructions.

Come on, put them 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 them. I said do it
yourself.

You can't read, can you?

Wait till people find out.

Since when?

I must have grown, 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?

To help Mr. Ray build the school.

Sully sure lit a 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 either.

It might be nice to know how. 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 down to just...

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

ought to work it into your fee.

Oh, 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

gonna have to learn how to be a tougher
businesswoman.

I'm not finished!

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.

She's blind.

Tell me when you see the flame.

I don't see it yet, Ma.

It's all right, sweetheart.

It's all dark.

Is it nighttime?

Yes.

Why don't you close your eyes and
breathe?

Maybe my head will stop hurting.

Where does it hurt?

All over.

Shouldn't we give him some latinum?

Not in neurological cases, I'm afraid.

What is it, Dr. Knight?

It's something called a cranial
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.

You bet.

Your doctor, Michael

McKay, is the colleague of my father.

Doctor Michael McKay.

Massachusetts General Hospital, Boston,
Massachusetts.

Urgent.

Child with brain injury.

Condition critical.

Please advise a denier specialist.

Michela Quinn, M .D.

I'll put the return address on it.

Please ask Crocodile to lend you a
horse.

Ride off to Olive.

It's Brian, all right.

Dr. Mike hasn't come out since Colleen
rode out to get you.

Dolly?

No, Brian, it's me.

And it's 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.

But fix it. 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 injury.

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.

Did she?

Yeah.

I want to tell Sully.

Where is he?

Good question.

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 Condon.

You go on.

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

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

Thank you, there. It's 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 office. He says he

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

He's a good man, Myra.

You're very lucky.

And so is he.

Good afternoon, Monica.

Good afternoon, myself.

It's a real period thing.

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

If it hasn'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?

Helene. How long before I can see again?

It won'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.

You want a super suit?

Suit.

You just blizzard. All right.

Helene?

No.

Mr. Bray?

Yeah.

You came to visit me?

I did.

And I, uh, I brought you something.

Licorice! You betcha.

Happy!

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.

Hey, Robert, he's dog fart. That's
right.

That's right.

Know

that?

Horse biscuit?

No.

Pass that.

Honey, Doctor.

Dr. Mike!

Dr. Mike!

Come on, Mike.

We've got to get up there. He's coming,
Dr. Mike.

Dear Dr. Coyle, 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 Friday's 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 the help is 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.

Could have been?

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 minding fully
helping with these children until 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. If anything happens to
Brian... Oh, please, God, no.

Randall is 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 you didn't know
before. I was there, remember?

It's not the same.

Why not?

Because he's family.

More reason?

You don't understand.

It'd be one thing to lose him.

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

There's got to be something I can do.

Maybe I should write out, meet the
stage. We'll 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?

The last thing Brian said he wanted.

See the new schoolhouse.

Why'd they stop working in the school?

Ask Lawrence.

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 gonna take? Who can say?

Who knows?

We gotta 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.

Matthew, you can't be so sure that
Robert E. would want to volunteer for

something that, well... What the
Reverend's trying to say, Matthew, is

might not want to do all that work for
free on a school that won't welcome

children.

Or Indian children.

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

now.

Wouldn't you agree, Sully?

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 do that this time.

What? No family members.

I heard you fainted dead away at my
operation.

Won't happen again.

I've got my word.

Great. Can you do it?

I can.

And we'll need you too, Reverend.

Of course.

We should hurry.

Put 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, yes.

But if he 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 trophene.

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

But you have to move quickly.

These are clamps.

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

Drilling's the most delicate part.

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

Ready?

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

Gently pull it further open.

Grace, keep swabbing the blood out of
the way.

Great suction.

See the color of the blood?

Much darker it is than the rest.

It's coming from the compression.

Hopefully I went deep enough to release
the pressure.

Ryan survived the operation.

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

until he regains consciousness.

Back to work!

Back to Mike.

You all right?

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.

I don't want to sit in the very front
row of the death.

Knowing him, you will.

Me too, that's awesome.

You eat now.

He needs you to be strong.

Dr. Mike.

Dr. Mike, I'm not asking you to eat all
the time.

I'm telling you.

And I'm not leaving here until you do.

Ryan? Ryan?

Ryan?

Look, Ma!

Sweetheart.