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What have you been up to?

Oh, all sorts of mad, impetuous escapades...

Like washing and ironing, dusting, mending.

Sounds fascinating.

Almost as fascinating as trying to patch up an old chair.

- I did make some cream puffs. - That all we're gonna have for supper?

No. I made those to surprise Elizabeth.

And I'll get the supper when you get off of my table.

Shall we visit?

Thank you.

Clay, how is the new filly? I worked her today.

- How is she behaving? - Perfectly.

Did everything I asked her to do...

Which is an admirable quality in any female.

Have I told you lately that you're impossible?

Have I told you lately... that you're beautiful?

Oh, Clay.

Afternoon. Hello.

How's everything going? Just fine.

I'll have that herd down to the lower pasture by tonight.

Any problems? None we can't handle.

We did spot a wolf pack trailing behind the herd,

looking to pick off strays, but they moved off finally.

I put on some extra men for tonight just to be safe, and David's up there.

Oh. You didn't happen to see Elizabeth as you came in?

No, I didn't. She out riding? Yes, and she's overdue.

Aw, she probably just lost track of the time.

I'm sure she'll be riding through the gate any minute now.

Oh.

It's Trampas and the boys.

Six days of saddle bruises and trail dust to wash away.

Don't forget the cold beans and jerky they've been living on.

Only one night in town to get it out of their systems.

One night is most times enough.

Care to join me for a little drink while I make out the pay envelopes?

I'd like that fine.

I tell you, Trampas, those wranglers from the Circle W...

are just itchin' to give us their money in a poker game tonight.

Well, they're all yours, Harper. I got better things to do with my time.

What's better than drinkin' and playin' cards?

Oh, uh, does she have a friend?

Just might. Just might, Harper.

You know I ain't too hard to please.

Harper, the women you go with... you're the easiest man to please I ever did see.

Ain't it the truth? I just purely love the little darlin's.

All right, boys. Payday.

Your names are on the envelopes. Just sign the book.

I'll do it.

Gettin' ready for a big night in town?

I'm always ready. Just give me a nudge and stand back.

This ought to be enough nudge for you.

You know, I think I'm underpaid.

Say, you haven't seen Liz around, have you? No. Why?

She went out ridin'. She ought to be back by now.

Well, maybe her horse pulled up lame and she's walking him back.

Could be.

Or maybe she stopped off to visit someone.

Mm-hmm.

Or maybe she met a handsome stranger and decided to have a little talk.

- Maybe. - You worried?

- I think Mrs. Grainger is. - Oh.

I'll pour you a little more coffee.

Mmm?

Oh, thanks.

- Howdy. - Howdy.

I thought you two rode into town. We're gonna ride in later.

Yeah, there's no hurry.

Won't you have some coffee?

Oh, thanks. I'd love some of your coffee.

It's not like Liz to be late like this.

I know, uh...

She's probably, uh...

I, uh, thought I might saddle up...

and ride out to have a look around.

Want some company?

I'd appreciate it.

There's Liz.

And she'd better have a good excuse.

Whoa. Whoa, son.

Whoa. Whoa.

Whoa. Whoa.

Part of his rein's gone.

Yeah. Looks like he rode over some hard ground.

All those scratches. Could that wolf pack you saw...

No, Mrs. Grainger.

No wolf is gonna run this horse in the ground, not with his speed.

Trampas is right. He probably got those cuts going through some heavy brush.

Well, now we know Liz is afoot and alone.

- Get my horse. - Yes, sir.

Trampas, you take care of this animal. Mr. Grainger, don't...

Do as I say!

I'm sorry. I had no call to yell that way.

It's all right. It's all right.

Clay, I want to go with you.

Holly, I need you to stay here...

in case Liz comes back while we're gone.

Now, don't worry. Things will turn out fine.

I know they will. Would you get my jacket and hat?

Yes, of course, darling.

Now, listen to me.

We don't know what's happened to Liz...

Where she is, if she's hurt.

The important thing now is to find her...

and not to alarm Mrs. Grainger unnecessarily in the meantime.

Now, Trampas, you stay close by.

Try to keep her occupied.

If Liz does come here, get word to us as soon as you can.

Well, if I know Liz, uh, she probably headed toward Pine Ridge.

There's a line shack up there.

You could use that as a checkpoint. That's a good idea.

Sure wish I was goin' with you.

Well, this may all get worked out in time...

for you to get to that church social tonight.

Well, uh, I'll doctor up this horse.

I'll put on some hot coffee.

Well, she could be out there most anyplace.

Yeah. I think we better split up here.

We can cover more ground that way.

Couple of hours of daylight left.

We ought to be able to cover four or five miles by then.

That'd put us near Pine Ridge. Well, let's meet there.

You find anything, fire your rifle at minute intervals.

Give me a fix on you. All right.

Hi. Find anything? No.

With darkness settling in, I thought we ought to join up.

You find anything? Nothing.

- How far to that line shack? - It's about five or six miles up this way.

She could be up there ahead of us.

We gotta go on, keep looking.

Mr. Grainger, in five minutes, it's gonna be so dark...

we won't be able to see a hand in front of our faces.

And when that storm breaks,

in the dark with tired horses, we could be in real trouble.

But we'll stay on it all night if that's what you want.

No, you're right.

It would be pointless and reckless to keep on going like this.

Let's camp over there till morning, huh?

Uh, looks like the storm is blowing over.

Would you like so-some more coffee?

No, thanks.

I don't suppose there's any sign of the men or anything.

No. Hands will probably stay most of the night in town.

Uh...

Mrs. Grainger, no offense.

But, uh... Well, uh, do you play poker?

Trampas. Oh, yes, ma'am.

No offense, but I was playing poker before you were born.

Well, I'd, uh, sure like to play you a hand.

I'd sure hate to take your money.

Oh. Yeah. Well...

Matchsticks.

No. But I do appreciate your asking.

Trampas, you don't have to sit up with me.

I know how tired you must be, after the roundup and everything.

Me? No, I'm wide-awake.

Besides, I'm glad to have the company.

Certainly is going to be a long night.

Especially just waiting like this.

Liz is gonna catch her death...

I'm sorry. Now, there's no need to be.

Trampas, you saddle our horses.

Mrs. Grainger, I don't know.

You bring the horses around, and I'm going to pack the food.

Liz show up?

No. Well, then...

What is it? What are you doing out here?

Well, she didn't come, and I just couldn't stay there anymore.

You mean you rode clear out here in the dark?

Trampas and I know this area as well as anyone.

Uh, Mrs. Grainger brought you some coffee and grub.

Please, Clay, let us help.

All right.

Oh, you never were much good at waitin'.

- Where were you? - I had to check out the line shack.

- Why didn't you wake me up? - Only took one man to do it.

Find anything?

No sign of Liz at the shack, but I did find something on the way back...

Part of a bridle rein.

I could see where some branches had been torn away and trampled down.

Horse must have gone through there then.

Looked like it, but, uh, couldn't tell much else.

The rain washed everything out.

You know, Liz usually loosens her cinch when she gets off.

When I unsaddled her horse yesterday, it was till pulled tight.

Must have been mounted up to that point.

Horse threw her and ran off.

Well, if she'd have been on her way back to Shiloh, we'd have met her.

There's nothin' out that way except, uh...

Hey, remember that old prospector lived out here?

Died a while back? Old man Bevins?

Yeah, that's him. He sunk a mine shaft near here.

- Didn't prove out, so he left it. - Well, what about it?

If I was in a storm and on foot,

that'd be the first place I'd look for shelter.

It's near here. Might be worth a look-see.

Anything's worth looking into.

Lead off, Trampas.

Liz?

This mine hasn't been worked in quite a while.

That old prospector built it himself.

The only thing he brought out of here was rocks and dirt.

Liz! Liz!

She could be in there and not hear you.

Wait a minute.

These things look pretty rotten,

but they may hold together if we don't jar 'em too much.

Let's take it easy now. Watch your step.

Hold it.

Wait a minute. There's a lamp.

There's another lamp.

It's just a dead end.

Rain must have seeped down from above.

That's why it would cause this cave-in.

Looks like this was a different tunnel.

Clay?

Uh-huh?

Clay!

Clay!

This belongs to Elizabeth.

Clay!

Clay...

Liz!

Liz? Liz!

No. No, I know she's alive. We've got to find out.

It's no use. We need equipment.

Take the better part of a day to get back to Shiloh,

and that may be too late.

We've gotta find another way... a quicker way.

There's a shack outside. There could be some things in there we could use.

- Let's get on it. - Let's find out.

We'll get her out.

We'll get her out somehow. I know we will.

I know we will.

Well, I'll... I'll set a picket line.

All right.

I think we can make this work. All right.

Wait just a second.

Is it on? Yeah.

There.

All right? Yeah.

Oh.

Here's, uh... Drink, Clay.

Trampas?

Look out.

That'll be about it for this one.

Was there any... any sign?

No.

The more dirt we move away, the more strain we put on those timbers.

We're gonna have to shore up that ceiling and that side...

before we can go on. I saw some timbers in there.

Holly, steady that one over there.

Now we can put the wedge in.

All right. Go ahead and hit it.

Put one in over there.

Hel...

Hello?

Hello?

That ought to do it. Let's get the ore cart.

Clay...

Listen.

Wait a minute. Quiet! I hear something.

Sounds like some rocks breaking away.

No, no. It sounds like it's got a rhythm to it.

It's Liz. I know it's Liz.

- Hello? - It's her. Liz!

- Trampas? - Yeah.

Liz? Uncle Clay?

Are you all right, Liz?

Yes. Yes, I'm fine.

Are you hurt?

No. A few cuts and bruises. Nothing bad.

How's your air supply?

Well, it's kind of thick and stale.

Well, how about food, or-or water?

No food.

But some rainwater seeped in.

Tastes like an old mudhole, but it's wet.

Well, we gotta work slowly, now, Liz, but we'll have you out pretty quick.

- Is Aunt Holly there? - Yes, honey! I'm here.

Aunt Holly, it's so good to hear your voice.

Elizabeth, tell me. Are you really all right?

Yes, I'm fine.

I could use one of your big, juicy steaks.

You'll have all the steak you need when you get home.

And I made cream puffs for dessert.

Liz, we're all here. We're going back to work now.

If any of our digging starts to slide on your side, let us know right away.

I will, and I'll work from this side.

Is the sun out?

Yes, it's out.

But you can see for yourself... real soon.

Look out.

Oh. Look at this.

- Oh, fine. - What is it?

A big beam buried in here.

If we could work it loose, maybe the rest of this stuff would come down.

It's jammed solid.

Well, don't you think we can get a rope under it somehow? Maybe.

If we can, maybe we can pull it out with one of the horses.

Let's see if Buck can't pull it out. Miz Grainger.

I'll help.

Liz? Yes?

We've run into a beam.

Shouldn't take too long to clear it.

- How are you? - I'm all right.

I'm... sorry I got us into this mess.

How'd it happen?

I was riding back to Shiloh...

when my horse stumbled in a gopher hole...

and I fell off.

He must have run away.

I was sort of dazed. I...

I wandered off. Oh?

And then the storm hit.

I saw this cave, and I came in to wait it out.

And I... I found a candle and lit it.

- And then I fell asleep. - Yeah?

The next thing I remember was a cracking sound.

I saw the roof starting to go, and I...

I rolled clear.

Then everything just came down.

Well, you can be thankful you're a light sleeper.

I'm a bad judge of direction.

- How's that? - Well, if I'd rolled the other way,

I'd have been out of here...

and we wouldn't be talking to each other through this dirt wall.

Whoa.

That ought to do it.

Now, we pull this out, this dirt's gonna shift.

- You think this will hold? - We'll know soon enough.

Uh, Mr. Grainger, you can wait outside. Trampas and I can handle this.

If this starts to go, we don't try to save it.

- We get out of here. You understand? - Yes, sir.

You think Holly's ready?

Uh, I'll go see.

Ready?

She's ready.

- All right, let's try it. - All right!

- Hold it! - Ho!

Ho.

It's all right. All right, let's try it again.

Go ahead! Come on.

- A little more! - A little more!

It's free. It's free. All right, hold it!

Hold it!

- Liz? - Yes, Uncle Clay?

We're comin' along fine. It shouldn't be much longer.

Hey!

This place is coming down. Let's get out of here!

We gotta get her out! We got to! Come on!

Uncle Clay?

Come on.

Uncle Clay!

Clay!

All right, all right.

Is he all right? I hope so.

I'm all right. I'm all right.

You were right in there.

I could've got us killed.

Let's see what we've got.

Stay with her, Trampas. We'll let you know.

Well, don't go...

Uncle Clay?

Liz?

Can you hear me?

I hear you. What happened?

The support beams gave way.

It's bad, isn't it?

Well, we're gonna need a full crew and... supplies...

to shore this whole thing up.

We gotta go back to Shiloh.

How's your air supply? It's all right.

As a matter of fact, it seems fresher.

Uncle Clay?

There is fresh air. It's coming in from somewhere behind and above me.

Then you can make it.

It won't be easy, but you can.

And we'll get you out. You can depend on that.

Uncle Clay.

I didn't wanna tell you this. The roof looks pretty bad.

I don't know how much time there is.

Just hold on, honey. We'll get you out.

We're runnin' out of time.

So far, Liz is all right, and now there's fresh air coming in to her.

The man who built this... I wonder if he ever worked in mines before.

You're thinking about an escape route?

Well, the first thing miners do is dig one in case something like this happens.

Well, the times I talked to him, he never said anything about it to me.

Of course, he never talked much.

She said it was above and behind her.

It must be up there someplace.

Now, you tell Liz what we intend to do.

Try to keep her spirits up, Holly dear.

Mrs. Grainger? Mrs. Grainger.

It's...

It's no use.

We can't save her.

There is no tunnel.

We're just...

We're just going through the motions.

And I'm supposed to go in there...

and tell her to keep on hoping.

I can't. Oh, I just can't.

Mrs. Grainger. Mrs. Grainger.

Liz hasn't given up hope.

And she won't.

She'll fight till she has nothing left to fight with.

But she won't quit, and neither can we.

We owe her the best that's in us,

no matter how long it takes.

We can't quit on her,

and we can't give up hope.

Oh, of course we can't.

Oh, and I'm... I'm sorry, Trampas.

Now, you, uh... you tell Liz we're gonna see her.

Thank you.

All right?

Liz?

Liz?

- Elizabeth? - Aunt Holly?

The men are out looking for another way into the mine, honey.

They're sure that there's an escape tunnel out there.

That could be where the air's coming from.

I know they'll find it, honey.

They're gonna get you out of here.

I know they will.

Elizabeth.

I've been thinking that...

before haying next summer, it'd be a wonderful time...

for us to take our trip back East.

Just the two of us.

Do you think Uncle Clay could do without you?

Well, I'm sure he's gonna appreciate me a lot more when we get back.

We can go and see the Elkins.

The twins must be nearly grown by now.

What is it?

I came across that wolf pack.

What about the tunnel? See anything?

No.

There's a few places we haven't checked yet.

I should've spotted them earlier... all this open ground.

Unless they got a den someplace.

Yeah.

Ground as hard as this, no animal's gonna dig himself a home in it.

Unless they found a place already dug.

Let's take a look.

Clay? I thought I heard some shots.

Well, the Virginian saw some wolves.

Hey, I found something! Over here!

Look. Wolf tracks... All around here. See?

It's man-made, and it goes back as far as you can see.

That's got to be the tunnel.

- There's only one way to find out. - Now, wait a minute, Trampas.

You've both done enough already. I'm not gonna ask you to do any more.

You're not asking me, Mr. Grainger.

Besides, I found it. I'll be back as soon as I can.

- Liz? - Trampas?

I can hear you. You can't be more than a couple of feet from here.

Li...

She's here! I can hear her!

Liz?

Maybe we can start digging and move this rock out of the way.

I'll work from here.

Liz? I can see where the air is getting through to you.

Trampas, I can see your hand.

Trampas.

Hi.

Hi yourself.

Hey. Oh. Those are all right.

You got a dirty nose. So have you.

Yeah.

Sure glad to see you again. The pleasure's mine.

What's it... What's it look like from your side?

The only thing that's holding it up is my willpower.

Oh. Well...

Let's see if we can't move this rock.

Dig from your side, and I'll push from over here.

- It might start sliding on your side. - No chance.

You just start digging. Old Trampas is gonna put his shoulder in this.

Okay? Ready?

Boy, it's really in there, ain't it?

Here we go. This is gonna get it.

Trampas. Huh?

It's no use. I can't move it from my side. Oh, yeah, well...

Well, there is a way to move this rock.

But it's risky. Do whatever you have to.

- I'll be right back. - I'll wait.

Oh.

Now, don-don't you go away.

♪♪

♪ Well, the prettiest girl at the dance tonight ♪

♪ Is a girl that looks like you ♪

Happy birthday.

- Make a wish. - I'll make one for all of us.

May the woman you've become tonight...

be of the same joyous spirit, the same wondrous wisdom...

as the girl you've been.

♪♪ I saw your light.

I thought you might like some nice hot cocoa.

How about letting me in on some of those thoughts?

I'll take care of the horses. You go get cleaned up.

Everyone's been here.

We'll have our coffee in the parlor. Just give it a chance.

I'll walk you up to the house.

It's finding out who you are that's important.

♪ One so true ♪

People don't really change.

If everyone's finished,

we'll have our coffee in the parlor.

Belle of the ball.

- Happy Birthday. - Happy Birthday.

Happy birthday.

- You think that's enough? - Well, that ought to do it.

We don't wanna bring down the whole hillside.

Well, that ought to do just fine, Mrs. Grainger.

No. Not much of a fuse, but it's the best we can do.

How long will it take before it goes off?

I'd say at least two minutes.

Two minutes? That'll give me enough time to back out of the tunnel.

Not this time, Trampas.

Nobody goes in there this time but me.

And that's no argument. That's the way it is.

Holly, you stay under cover...

and don't come out until this is all over.

Be careful, Clay. All right. Thank you.

Come on, Mrs. Grainger.

Liz?

Uncle Clay. Oh.

Hello, honey.

Sort of got myself into a mess, didn't I?

Well, kinda, but we've been in troubles before and gotten out of 'em.

We can again. How?

I'm gonna plant a small charge of black powder,

just enough to shake this boulder loose.

You better get started. Okay.

He should be there by now.

Take him a couple of minutes to plant the charge.

About ready.

Now, Liz, honey,

I want you to get away in there as far as you can.

Turn your back and try to cover your head with your arms.

I will.

I guess that's everything. Uncle Clay.

There's something I want you to know,

and I want you to tell the others.

If... If things don't work out... If I...

If I can't get out of here, I... Liz, honey, we're gonna...

Please, Uncle Clay, let me finish.

I don't want you to blame yourselves.

It wasn't your fault.

Don't ever think it was.

Uncle Clay, will you tell the others...

that I know they did all that they could and that I'm grateful.

- Please tell them. - I'll tell 'em.

I love you.

Well...

Come on.

Come on. He should be out of there.

Something's wrong.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

I wanna go home.

Please take me home.