All language subtitles for Dr.Quinn.Medicine.Woman.S03E22.Bone.of.Contention.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-Kitsune_track3_[eng]

I don't want it any shorter.

Well, I do.

Sully doesn't get haircuts.

- Sully's a grown-up.
- Look, I got customers waiting.

Shorter.

Hey, soldiers!

What are they doing here?

Probably another one of them

wanted posters
for them Dog Soldiers.

What's it say, boy?

It says there's a man coming
here to dig up dinosaur bones.

Dinosaur? What's that?

They're creatures who used
to live here a long time ago.

Well, why would anybody wanna
dig up a bunch of old bones?

To study them.

To learn of the history
of our planet.

Now, that sounds like a waste
of time to me,

running around,
looking for old bones.

Oh, I disagree, sir.

I'm Dr. John Porter.

I'm a vertebra paleontologist.

Newspapers just call me
Dr. Bones.

Oh, I've read about you
in the Rocky Mountain Post.

Well, then, you probably
know that I pay handsomely

for dinosaur bones
that you might find.

- How much?
- Depends on the bone.

But I'll tell you this.

I'll give any man,
woman or child the sum of $500

for finding the entire skeleton
of any dinosaur

that's never been found before.

I got a dinosaur bone.

- My Pa gave it to me.
- Oh, that's the spirit.

Bet you'll be the first in line!

I finish my scout in two days,

but from what I've already seen,
this area is rich in fossils.

I'll be back
to make you all wealthy men.

You spread the news.

Sounds like a lot
of darn foolishness to me.

- Where are you going?
- I've gotta get home, Ma.

I've gotta
find my dinosaur bone.

Oh,
but what about your haircut?

- Oh.
- What's going on?

Dinosaurs.

Dinosaurs?

Did you find anything?

Maybe.

Me neither.

You know, I was just thinking
if we was to work together,

you know,
take shifts digging...

I'm feeling my shift's first.

And mine's right after that.

All I meant was...

We know what you meant, Loren.

You know, it seems
like there's always old bones

lying around 'til you need one.

I use an old bone to prop
open the door to my store.

I know a place where
there's plenty of old bones --

sheep, cow.

Yeah?

Let me ask you something.

If this dinosaur skeleton's

supposed to be something
nobody's ever seen,

how's anybody gonna know
what it's supposed to look like?

After all, bones is bones.

And, uh, partners is partners,
Eh?

Think Dr. Bones can tell me

what kind of a dinosaur
this came from?

I'm sure he can.

How much you think it's worth?

You gonna sell it?

No.

I was just wondering.

Probably worth --

probably worth a lot.

Can I see it?

Remember that picture
of a dinosaur we saw in Boston?

Yeah, at the museum.

Sure was big.

Think of how many fields
you could plow with one of 'em.

You suppose that there could
be any of 'em still around?

Do you?

You never know.

Well, if there are,
they sure know how to hide good.

Brian.

Colleen, we've got a problem.

Brian wants to show
that dinosaur bone

that Pa gave him
to this scientist.

So?

Well, what if it's not a --

A dinosaur bone?

I guess Pa
lied one too many times.

Well, we gotta keep him
from finding out the truth.

But how?

You could steal it.

It won't fit.
It's too big.

Shh.

Now, it fits.

Dorothy!

How long you been
standing there?

Long enough.

It's not like Loren
to be closed for an entire day.

Dorothy was beside herself.

Seems business was brisk.

Especially in shovels.

- Can I have some more pie?
- May I have some more pie?

Why not? You made it.

Where's Colleen?

She went to go get water
for the dishes.

Well, she's certainly
taking a long time.

Right. I'll go get her.

What's taking you so long?

I can't find it.

Did you look in his knapsack?

- That's where he keeps it.
- No.

You better get some water
and get back inside.

Are we sure this is
the right thing to do?

Yes.

Now go on.
I'll be there in a minute.

But what if he cries
when he finds out it's gone?

It's the only thing
Pa ever gave him.

He's gonna cry a lot harder
if he finds out it's a fake.

Don't worry.
We're gonna give it back to him

as soon as Dr. Bones goes away.

What are you doing here?

- Uh.
- I was getting water.

Well, I believe the pump
is still outside.

We were, uh,
we were looking for a...

Bucket.

I couldn't find one,
and, uh, Matthew was helping me.

Well, I could use some help
with the dishes.

I'll do them right now.

I'll help.

Pay the man $5, Sergeant,

for this genuine toe bone
of a Brontosaurus.

Discovery is the name of
the game, ladies and gentlemen.

The world already has 22
different species of Saurians

that I have personally
discovered and named,

more than any
other paleontologist in history.

Excuse me, Dr. Porter.

Didn't a Dr. Willis Thompson
also identify 22 species?

No, madam. He did not.

Two species that he discovered
were stolen from my digs.

The man is not a scientist.

He's a thief.

And how do you happen
to know Willis Thompson?

Oh, I don't know him.

I just make it my business
to be well-informed.

She's the editor
of our gazette.

Well, when there's a wrong
to be righted,

the press is the best place
to do it.

I suppose you, kind lady,
could help me right a wrong

that was done
by telling your readers

how Dr. Thompson
reassembled a skeleton

by putting the skull
at the end of the tail.

Excuse me, Dr. Porter,
but why all the soldiers?

I thought this was
a private enterprise.

- Well, Miss...
- Oh, Dr. Quinn.

I'm a physician.

Dr. Quinn.

Well, Dr. Quinn, I believe
that I can never be too careful

in protecting my work.

Luckily, I know a congressman
who shares my concerns.

Dr. Porter, why did you
dynamite the fossils

at Miner's Ridge?

Your rival, Dr. Thompson,
said you did it

so he wouldn't be able
to dig them out

and beat your world record.

The ridge
had become extremely unstable.

I destroyed the site
so that no amateur

would be harmed
trying to remove something.

Coming through, here.
Move, move.

Men of science coming through.

Sully.

Doctor, uh, Bones.

Start counting the money.

Take a look at this.

Now, if this ain't
a new species,

I'd like to know what is.

Well...

never seen anything
quite like this before.

Certainly is unusual.

If I'm not mistaken,
that's a wolf skull.

Scapula and clavicle of a sheep.

And where did you get this bone?

That -- that's our doorstop!

It's also the real McCoy.
Where did you find it?

Oh, a couple miles from here.

You can show me on the map?

Well, I don't know.

What's it worth to you?

- Aw, that ain't enough.
- All right.

How about you get exclusive
rights to dig at this location

and win the $500?

I got partners.

That's up to you.
Now show me.

I found the dinosaur bone
here.

That's Cheyenne burial ground.

Well, that is unfortunate.

Well, you can't dig there.

Oh, I can, and I will.

And from what I've seen so far,

I'll leave Thompson choking
in the dust of my discoveries.

That land is sacred
to the Cheyenne.

And I'm on a sacred quest
in the service of science.

From what I've seen,
Dr. Porter,

I'd say you were here
in service of yourself.

Dr. Porter,
this just came for you.

Dr. Thompson has made
another discovery.

Saddle your horses.

We're leaving for that site
immediately.

There's a man in town

who's looking for
dinosaur bones.

I've heard of these men.

They dig up the bones
of the great creatures

that came before.

This one thinks the bones
he's after

are in the Cheyenne
burial ground.

We will not allow
him to dig there.

He's not asking.

First, they steal our land.

Then, they kill our buffalo.

Now, they dare disturb our dead?

The Dog Soldiers will stop them.

He's got an army escort
with him.

It'll just end up
with more Cheyenne blood

soaking the earth.

I know how you feel.

How can you know how I feel?

are they digging up your wife,
your child?

No.

Are we supposed to stand by

and let them destroy
our sacred ground?

Would you?

No.

Tonight, I'll ask the spirits
for help.

- Ma?
- Mm-hmm.

What do you think,
uh, dinosaurs like,

or liked to eat?

Well, that would depend
on which kind of dinosaurs

we're talking about.

Some of them were herbivores,

and some of them
were carnivores.

Some of them ate plants,
and some of them ate meat.

Oh, no.

I definitely need a new bowl.

Can I have that one?

May I have that one?

Well, what do you want
with a leaky bowl?

I don't know.
I just want it.

Well, it's yours.

How big do you think the legs
of the plant-eatin' ones were?

Well, you know the oak tree
in Grace's cafe?

Oh, I expect they were
as big as that.

You think dinosaurs
like candy?

Oh, I don't think
they had candy back then.

But if they did,

I bet that a dinosaur or two
would've had a sweet tooth.

Good.

How could they do this?

May I have a word with you?

I've got no time
for conversation.

This land is sacred
to the Cheyenne.

Their dead have been laid
to rest here for generations.

- They...
- Dr. Porter!

Come here!
We found something.

Look at it -- $500.

It's a new species, partner.

Our bodies will crumble to dust,

but this creature
will bring enlightenment and joy

to generations to come.

But at what cost?

Desecration of a people's
sacred ground?

My dear woman,

do you have any idea
what incredible mysteries

lie beneath the Earth?

Darwin's missing link, for one.

And I intend to be the one
who finds it.

And then, I will be known as
the greatest scientist on Earth.

Is that all you care about,

the fame
that this will bring you?

Fame equals funding, doctor.

And with funding, I can continue
my quest for knowledge.

It's a small price to pay.

Well, I disagree.

This is one time when the cost
of science is too high.

Sergeant,
I want to send a telegram.

Five hundred.

I hope you like licorice.

Gotcha.

Ma! Ma, it's gone!

- What's gone?
- My dinosaur bone!

It was in my knapsack,
and now, it's not!

You gotta help me look.

Well, it's too dark
to look for it tonight.

It'll be easier in the morning,
when there's more light.

- But if somebody...
- I'm sure it's just hiding

in a dark corner someplace.

And we'll all help you
look for it tomorrow.

Right, Colleen?

Sure, first thing.

All right.

It's gotta be here somewhere.

Aah!

Dr. Quinn!

Brian?

What is the meaning of this?

Found your son trespassing
on my dig.

- Brian.
- Could've been shot.

I was trying to find my bone.

But I saw a dinosaur, Ma.

- You saw what?
- A dinosaur.

A real, live dinosaur

- out in the burial grounds.
- Don't be ridiculous.

Dinosaurs died out
millions of years ago.

- They're completely extinct.
- But...

- Brian, go inside.
- But...

Matthew, please.

I won't have him
stealing my bones, Dr. Quinn.

Brian's no thief.

This says otherwise.

He was holding it
when I found him.

I will not have
some amateur disturb my sites.

Your work, Dr. Porter,
does not grant you ownership

to every piece of bone
found in that area.

Keep that child
away from my dig.

If he's injured
because of your negligence,

I will not be responsible.

That's some kind
of Indian spear.

I don't like the looks of this.

How could someone put it there

without the guards
seeing or hearing it?

Maybe this place
is haunted by dead Indians.

In that case,
they're looking for you.

Soldier, get that out of here.

- Can you hear me?
- How is he?

Not good.
We need Dr. Mike.

- Dead?
- No.

- But...
- Good.

I need some help.
I found something.

What about the injured man,
sir?

See if you can't find
that doctor.

Gentlemen, give me a hand.

- Let's take him to the tent.
- All right.

- Let's go.
- All right, easy.

I got him.

Those are human bones.

From the calcification,

I'd estimate
it's over 100 years old.

Quite a find, actually.

Grab some shovels
and start digging it out.

Grab a shovel.

I ain't so sure
we oughta be digging here.

I ain't touching
no dead Indians.

I'm quitting.

Me neither.

I'll have my bonus now, thanks.

Nobody gets paid
until the job is completed.

- Wait a minute.
- Anybody who is dissatisfied

with the terms
is free to leave.

- We want our money.
- Leave or start digging,

or I will consider you
trespassers.

Guard!

Come on.

It ain't worth dying for.

Grab a shovel.

All right.
Then, I'll do it myself.

Brian,
sometimes the imagination

can get carried away.

But I saw a dinosaur, Ma.

I really did.

Brian.

It was bigger
than a locomotive.

And it made this terrible sound.

Dinosaurs are extinct.

You heard what Dr. Porter said.

Oh, what does he know?

Well, the wind
can blow through a cave

and make
a very frightening sound.

And there was a full moon
last night.

Perhaps what you saw was a trick
of light and shadows.

I guess.

You gave us quite a scare,
Brian.

I mean, if something
had happened to you, we --

we wouldn't have even known.

I want you to promise me
that you're never

gonna sneak out like that again.

I'm sorry, Ma.

I just wanted to find
my dinosaur bone.

It's the only thing
my Pa ever gave me,

and I lost it.

Brian, you didn't lose it.

We took it.

- What?
- You took it?

It was my idea.

Why would you do something
like that?

Dr. Quinn!

It's a soldier.

There's been an accident.
Dr. Porter needs your help.

We'll talk about it later.

If you notice any changes
in his vision or his speech,

get me immediately.

I don't suppose you know
anything about what caused this?

Come here. There's something
I wanna show you.

Well, these are human remains.

Very good, doctor.

Well, I thought you were
after dinosaur bones.

I'm after anything that will
help me continue my work.

The money
that I get for this skeleton

will fund my next
archaeological excursion.

No matter
what fancy name you give it,

it's still grave robbin'.

This is a disgrace.

Is it?

How many graves were robbed

so that you could learn anatomy,
Dr. Quinn?

How many animals were sacrificed
in the name of your science?

Whatever I did in my training
as a physician

was always done
with great respect

for both the living
and the dead.

Unfortunately, the only thing
you seem to respect is money

and seeing your name
in the newspapers.

Doctor, thank you
for attending to my men.

Sergeant, would you please

escort these people
off the site.

Yes, sir.

We were just leaving.

So will you.

That sounds like a threat.

No, that's a promise.

What was that about?

Dog Soldiers?

Yep.

It's a -- It's a very
good dinner, Colleen.

It's delicious.
Thank you.

I made your favorite cake,
Brian.

Brian?

I don't want anything
from her.

- I hate her.
- Brian, I'd like you

to apologize
to your sister right now.

I won't.

She stole my dinosaur bone.

It's time that we talk.

And frankly, I'd like
to hear your explanation.

It's not for some ears.

Don't talk about me
like I ain't here.

We're a family. We don't have
any secrets from each other.

Ma, I don't think
you understand.

I understand that both of you
are avoiding the issue.

We're just trying
to protect him.

From what?

From being hurt.

We didn't want him to take
his dinosaur bone to Dr. Porter.

Why?

Because you thought
he might sell it?

Because we're afraid he was
gonna find out it wasn't real.

My bone is too real.

Pa said so.

Well, did your father say that
it wasn't a real dinosaur bone?

No. But...

Oh. Then, why would you
do such a thing?

Pa once gave me a medal.

He said that he won it in Denver

for when winning first place
in a race.

It wasn't until I cleaned it up

that I found out it had
another man's name on it.

That doesn't mean
that your father was...

No.

I -- I'm not gonna stand by
and let Brian get hurt.

I didn't have anyone
to protect me.

- He does.
- I don't need protectin'.

Yes, you do.

We all do.

Everybody's always treating me
like a baby.

I ain't a baby.

Brian?

When I was 7, I --

I packed my doll
and all of her clothes,

and I walked all the way
to South Station.

Why'd you run away?

Because I was tired
of being treated like a baby.

I was the youngest,

and Rebecca wouldn't even
let me comb my own hair.

I think she thought
I was one of her dolls.

It made me so mad.

And my father
never treated me like that.

He challenged me,

made me think and act
for myself.

I suppose I forgot about
how important that is.

Thank you for reminding me.

I apologize for yellin' at ya.

Apology accepted.

Ma, can I have...

May I have...

May I have a hug?

Reverend.

Come on out here.

Oh, my lord.

It's the church bell!

What's goin' on?

Something's clearly wrong.

Oh, for heaven's sake...

- They took my wife.
- Sully?

They took Maude.

People, please!

We need to discuss
what to do about this situation.

There ain't nothin'
to discuss.

Say we go
get Porter's soldiers

and go after them
thievin' Indians!

You should go after Porter.

He's the reason this happened.

Are you implyin' that stealin'
Maude's body

is the same as takin'
a few old Indian bones?

Yes, I am.

Why is our cemetery
more sacred than theirs?

You can't be serious.

They don't even think enough
of their dead to bury them.

Just because the Cheyenne
have different ways...

They took my sister!

Isn't anybody gonna do anythin'?

Yes.
I think we should...

Save your breath, Michaela.

We're goin' for the soldiers.

Come on.

Penny for your thoughts.

I was just thinkin'...

how come it's all right
to dig up old dinosaur bones,

but not old people bones?

Well, Cloud Dancing
says the Cheyenne believe

that if their dead
are taken care of with respect,

then their spirits

can travel the Hanging Road
to the Camp in the Stars.

The Hangin' Road?

Is that like Heaven?

Yes, I believe it is.

Do dinosaurs have spirits?

The Cheyenne believe
that everything has a spirit.

Then, why do we dig 'em up?

Well...

maybe because there are none of
their kind left to protect them.

Matthew and Colleen

don't believe this is
a real dinosaur bone.

I think Pa lied.

May I?

You think your father
wanted to give you something

as special as a dinosaur bone?

Yeah.

I do.

Then, why does it matter
if it's real or not?

- Hello.
- Mornin', Sully.

Sully, can I talk with you
for a minute?

Sure.

I need your help
gettin' Maude back.

I'm not sure what I can do.

I gotta do somethin'.

Those fools in town,
they don't care about Maude.

They just want some excuse
to go kill Indians.

I can't stand the thought of
her bein'...

...dug up like that.

Please.

Get your horse.

Can we sit down?

It's a free country.

Brian, we wanna talk to you.

Nothing to talk about.

We wanna apologize
for stealin' your bone.

And for treatin'
you like a baby.

We should've trusted you more.

Yeah, you shoulda.

We just didn't wanna
see you get hurt.

I suppose you're just
lookin' out for me.

Brian, I wish
I could promise you

that this wasn't
gonna happen again.

Truth is, you're always
gonna be my brother.

And I'm always gonna be
lookin' out for you.

Me too.

We're a family.

Yeah.

We are.

Thanks for coming.

Sully has told me
what you want.

I cannot help you.

I'm sorry.

Oh, please.

I'd do anything to get her back.

You gotta speak
to them Dog Soldiers,

convince 'em
what they did was wrong.

They might be
willing to trade.

Trade what?

The bones of our dead
for the bones of your dead.

I don't know how.
But...

Doctor Porter,
this has just come for you.

Damn.

- Sergeant...
- Sir.

Get those bones
ready for transport.

We're leaving today.

But we haven't removed
them all yet.

Can't be helped.

Thompson's completed his dig.

I have to get these back
to Washington before he does,

or I'll lose that grant.

Okay. Prepare to break camp!
We're movin' out!

Doctor Porter's gonna be
leavin' town this afternoon.

You gotta help me stop him.

What in the world
makes you think

Doctor Porter will listen to me?

Ah, you're the best talker
there is in this town.

Look at all the times
you've convinced me.

Well, he's never gonna
give you those bones, Loren.

He thinks his name's gonna be
made immortal.

We'll just have to find a way
to convince him.

How?

I can't believe you're just
gonna ride outta here

and let them heathens get away
with grave robbing.

I came here to dig bones,
not to fight Indians.

Then let these soldiers
stay and help us.

I'm sorry. I need them
to guard my journey home.

- Sergeant, you ready?
- Yes, sir.

Let's move out.

Sorry, Doctor Porter.

But we can't let you leave.

You have something
that belongs here.

I think you should reconsider.

And I think you should get
out of my way.

You should think a little
bit harder

about returnin' those bones.

Sergeant.

Sergeant, do something.

We're here to protect you
from the Indians, sir.

Nobody ever said nothin'
about citizens.

Besides, he ain't the one
you should be worrying about.

I think you have a choice
to make, Doctor --

the Indian skeletons or,

um, a new species of dinosaur.

Maybe you ought to, uh,
hurry up.

I'm gettin' a little tired of
standin' here, holdin' this.

- Sergeant, give them the box.
- All right.

Put this on top.

All right, you won the battle,
but not the war.

I'll be back for that skeleton
and others

soon as the Indians are gone.

Oh, uh, Doc,
just a second.

I want my doorstop back.

Your wife has already been
returned to your burial ground.

The Dog Soldiers gave me
their word

that she was always
treated with reverence.

Thank you.

Well, I guess we both
did some convincin', huh?

You're a courageous
and honorable man.

Cloud Dancin'.

There's none of his kind
left to take care of him.

Maybe if you put him
with your ancestors,

he can find his way to
the Camp in the Stars, too.