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Colleen!

it's about time you got here.

How'd you do on your test?

Well, I got one A-minus,
but the others...

That's all right.

You'll do better next time.

They were A's.

Oh, I'm so proud of you,
Colleen!

Thank you.

- Where's Sully and Katie?
- Katie's with Becky.

It was a busy morning
at the clinic.

Sully's out surveying.

He'll be back tomorrow.

Colleen!

Congratulations.

Andrew.

I couldn't help overhearing
your impressive news.

But then, I'd expect
nothing less from you.

Uh, this --
this might interest you.

Colleen, Michaela.

- A thermometer?
- Just arrived from France.

Well, it's interesting.
It's straight.

The one I've been using's
curved.

You place it under the tongue,
rather than underneath the arm.

They say it's the most
advanced one being made.

Dr. Cook.

Oh, Horace.

Is your gout acting up again?

Oh, I guess so.

Well, perhaps you should
come by the clinic.

I'm sure I can help.

Thank you, Dr. Mike.
I-I'll do that.

Dr. Cook, there's another crate
for the hotel.

- Y-You want it on your wagon?
- Oh, yes.

Thank you, Horace.

Preston's stocking the clinic.

Patent medicines,
exercise machines.

I must say
I'm very envious of you...

Working with such
modern equipment.

You should come out to
the clinic and see it sometime.

You, too, Colleen.

Anytime.

I'd love to.

Ah!

A splinter.

Ooh, it's a large one.

It's gone in deep
and broken off.

Will you -- will you get it out
for me?

Of course.
Come with me to the clinic.

I'll help you.

Andrew?

Could I maybe come out
to the hotel later today?

Absolutely.

I look forward to that.

Oh, this shouldn't take
more than a minute or two.

Don't mean to make a fuss
about no splinter.

You can't be too careful.

You don't want it
to get infected.

There. That's all of it.

Thanks, Dr. Mike.

How are Ella and the boys?

Good.

And how is your homestead
coming along?

Real well.
We were hoping to move in soon.

Ella's brother's
been helping out.

That's wonderful.
Say hello to Ella and the boys.

I'll do that.

Thank you again.

I'll drop these sheets
off at Mrs. Yon's

on my way out to the hotel.

Thank you, Colleen.

I'm going upstairs
to check on Mr. Jacobs.

I had to perform a hernia
operation on him this morning.

Is he all right?

He seems to be.

I made a pot roast for dinner.

That's great.
I can bake a pie.

You just have a good time.

You're on vacation.

Thanks, Ma.

Anything else I can do for you?

No, no, everything's fine.

Uh, Michaela?

I was wondering
if you could give me

something for this cough?

Well, let's have a look at it.
How long have you had it?

Oh...

a day or two.

It isn't really bad.

It's just...

it's just so annoying.

Do you have a sore throat?

Maybe a little.

Ah, no fever.

Well, there's a little redness.

You might have
a slight catarrh coming on.

Hmm.

Well, this cough medicine
should make you feel better.

Oh, I'll take some right now.

Thank you, Michaela.

A-And when I walk,
my knees hurt.

Doctor in Denver
said I had lumbago.

Breathe again, please.

- And my stomach is fluttery.
- Fluttery?

Uh, doctor in Frisco
said I'm dyspeptic.

Well, Mr. Kracken, your heart
sounds quite strong to me.

Oh.

As far as your other symptoms,

some of your discomfort might be
caused by what you're eating.

Oh, I see. Then perhaps

you'll prescribe something
to purify my system?

A specific diet?

Uh, actually,

it was more the volume
of your diet I had in mind.

What's that got to do with it?

Well, the fact that you're...

...a large man might contribute
to the pain in your knees,

and perhaps the shortness
of your breath.

Well, yes, yes,
but what can you do about it?

A regimen in the springs?

That might make you
feel better.

But also, some long walks
would be beneficial.

And, perhaps, as I said,
just modify your meals.

Ah, Mr. Kracken.

I trust you're enjoying
your stay.

Oh, yes.

And our cuisine
meets with your approval?

Oh, yes, first rate.
Especially that custard pie.

Well, I'll make sure you
get an extra piece for dinner,

with my compliments.

- Oh!
- A cigar.

Ah, thank you.

Yeah.

We charge for those meals.

And we also charge
for these medicines,

of which you have sold none.

Why couldn't you
prescribe some for him?

Well, I had no reason to
believe it would be beneficial.

Dr. Boarding's
Proven Patent Tonic --

For all ailments
of the stomach."

Preston...

If I'm going to run this clinic,

then you're going to have to
trust my medical judgement.

You're absolutely right.

Just as medicine is your forte,
business is mine.

Now, why prescribe a walk
in the countryside

when the same purpose

can be achieved by using
this scientific machine?

And charging for the use of it?

Andrew, if we're going to keep
this clinic open,

it has to pay for itself.

Colleen.

It's lovely to see you again.

This is wonderful, Andrew.

It's so bright and cheerful.

And all this equipment?

But I'd rather take a walk
in the countryside.

Wouldn't you?

Absolutely.

Well, Mr. Jacobs,
how are you feeling?

Oh, n-not too bad.

C-Could I go home now?

You have a fever.

Let me take a look
at your incision.

But you --
you took care of the hernia.

Yes.

Um...

I'll need to, uh,
clean the incision again.

Oh.

Good to see you, Mrs. Ferguson.

Now, remember, a full hour
in the springs every day.

I will.

Seems to make her rheumatism
feel better.

I know it's not very scientific.

There is something to be said
for feeling better.

This is a beautiful spot.

You must love working here.

I do wish the medical problems
were more...engaging.

I don't mean that I wish
serious illness on people.

It was more interesting
working with Dr. Mike?

Well, now my patients
are guests of the hotel.

Their medical problems
aren't always...confirmable.

Tell me about you.

And school and all the new
friends you must be making.

Well,
I have met a lot of people.

Some of them are really nice.

But...I don't see them replacing
the friends I got here.

Come on,
let me show you the view.

Hey, Miss Dorothy.

Hello, Brian.

Are you all right?

- Oh, I'm fine.
- Here, I'll do this.

Maybe you ought to sit down.

No, no, I'm just...warm.

Ah.

Oh!

What is it?!

Oh! I don't know.

Oh!

Miss Dorothy!

Miss Dorothy!

Dorothy!

Help! Ma, come quick!

Dorothy.

Brian told me.

She has a high fever.

Terrible diarrhea --
the worst case I've seen.

She's going to get dehydrated

if she doesn't manage
to keep anything down.

- Is it cholera?
- I don't think so.

They present similarly, but
there are enough differences.

- What is it?
- I don't know.

Try to keep her cool.

See if you can get
her to drink some water.

What happened?

He's been
getting worse all day.

I passed him by at the station
on my way back.

I told him
he had to come see you.

His hand -- it's infected.

- Septicemia.
- What's that?

Blood poisoning.

- From his splinter?
- You took it out.

We'll need
to amputate his hand.

No!

Franklin,
the poison's spreading

through your bloodstream.

We have to stop it.

Ma, Mr. Jacobs is real bad!

Mr. Jacobs?

He's tossing and turning
and burning up.

Colleen, prepare him
for an operation.

What's going on?

I don't know.

Brian, ride out to the hotel
and get Andrew for me, please.

Tell him I need his help
right now.

- Sure.
- Hurry!

Mr. Jacobs has an infection
from his hernia operation.

What?

We're going to have to remove
the infected tissue

and hope that it doesn't spread.

First,
we have to tend to Franklin.

- But it was only a splinter.
- I don't know why,

but Franklin's
condition's far worse.

The poison's spreading.

I need to act quickly.

Why is everyone getting sick
at the same time?

- I wish I knew, Colleen.
- Dr. Mike, he stopped breathing!

Oh, my God.

Colleen...

We have two more patients
who need our help.

Thank goodness you're here.

Matthew gave me your message.

Your friend Dorothy --
is she doing any better?

No. Neither is Mr. Jacobs.

I brought some Goldenrod
for their fever,

but also some bluestem.

I know that's effective
for stomach disorders,

but she can't keep anything
down, not even tea.

She's dangerously dehydrated,
and I don't know what to do.

Is, uh,
Dorothy doing any better?

Maybe it's just
something she ate.

Cloud Dancing's in there
with her now.

Maybe his medicine
will help her.

I don't care
what kind of medicine it is!

As long as it gets her better.

Dorothy's strong.

She'll pull through.

You haven't
sat down all night.

There's too much to do.

Andrew's with Mr. Jacobs

and Cloud Dancing's
with Dorothy.

You need to rest.

I was on my way over.
Becky told me what happened.

Oh, Sully.

I feel so helpless.

I don't even know
what's wrong with Dorothy.

And nothing I do
seems to help Mr. Jacobs.

It just keeps getting worse.

Michaela?

You'd better come upstairs.

What's going on here?

There has to be something here.

Something I can't see.

What do you mean?

Well,
it can't just be a coincidence.

Three people desperately ill
in one day.

Two of them dead.

But they're all sick
in different ways.

Well, not completely.

Some of their symptoms
do coincide.

George Washington
died with similar symptoms.

I mean, he was fine one moment
working on his farm,

and then he contracted a sudden,
violent fever...

an infection in his throat.

Two days later, he was dead.

They bled him.

You're not suggesting
we bleed Dorothy?

We know better than that now.

No, I -- I know what not to do.

I just...

I don't know what to do.

Maybe they all ate
something bad.

Only Dorothy
had abdominal problems.

We must be missing something.

Something they all had
in common.

They had no contact
with each other.

And they didn't eat the same
food or drink the same water.

Well, they apparently
have nothing in common.

Except that they were all here
at the clinic yesterday.

Maybe it's something
in the air.

If that was the case,
we should've all gotten sick.

But we didn't.

The only people who got ill
are the people I treated.

Perhaps we should wire
the hospitals in Denver

and see if they've had
a similar problem.

There was an outbreak
at the hospital

I worked at
when I was a medical student.

Varying symptoms,
all with a high fever.

It was traced back to a scalpel

that had been used
to operate on all of them.

Well, that isn't the case here.

I used different instruments
on each of them.

Besides, I always
disinfect all of my instruments

with carbolic acid.

What happened to the folks
at that hospital?

They died.

Well, I'm not going
to let Dorothy die.

Well,
after the hernia operation,

I washed all the instruments
in carbolic acid, I dried them,

and I put them back.

Franklin, I used the tweezers...

Colleen washed them,
and I dried them, and...

I put them back.

Same with the tongue depressor.

Washed all the instruments, and
just put them back in the case.

Sully.
It's in the instrument case.

What's in the case?

The source of the infection.

I disinfected
all the instruments,

but then I put them back
into the case.

The only thing that all three
patients had in common was --

That you treated them with
instruments out of the case,

but...

How could the infection
be in velvet and wood?

I don't know.

But we have to destroy it.

That was your father's case.

Michaela?

Dorothy, how are you feeling?

I...

Could I --
Could I have some water?

Oh.

Her fever's broken.

It's over.

I'll take the case out of town.

You should dig a hole.

Burn it, and then bury it.

I told you,
it's a buck for the undertaker.

Look, I'm sorry
for your trouble,

but I've got my expenses.

- I've got to charge you a buck.
- Mrs. Yon?

- What happened?
- She died in the night.

Her hands swole up,
she took a fever.

Her Chinese medicine
didn't help her.

I'm so very sorry.

If she had the same symptoms,
maybe it isn't anything

in the clinic.

I mean, she's never come in.

There's no connection
between her and the clinic.

Except she washed the sheets.

How could the sheets
have made her sick?

I don't know.

Let's just take this one step
at a time.

The sheets were on the table.

The patients sit
or lie down on the sheets.

I put the instruments on...
Oh, no.

No, don't --
don't touch anything!

Why not?

Well, if the infection
can travel from the case

to the instruments,

maybe it can travel from
the instruments to the sheets.

It could be anywhere in here.

Anywhere.

I'm so sorry.
Franklin was a good friend.

Thank you.

You've got to talk to her,
Jake.

Someone comes in for a splinter
and ends up dead?

Thank you.

Dr. Mike?

You've got to know folks
are wondering what's going on

at your clinic.

I was just coming to see you,
Jake.

We should summon
a council meeting --

decide what we need to do.

More like what you've
got to do.

Well, I've traced the infection
to my instrument case.

So, it's like when you told me

I was spreading blood poisoning
with my razor?

Yes, that's right.

I've also traced it
to the sheets.

I'm going to destroy the sheets
and the case.

But what is it?

I don't know.

Then how do you know it ain't
on something else?

I don't.

You know, if all of them
had the same thing,

then why did it kill Franklin
and Mr. Jacobs

and Mrs. Yon, but not Dorothy?

I suspect that Dorothy
contracted it

from the tongue depressor.

It got
into her intestinal system.

That would account for why
she had intestinal problems

and the others didn't.

Perhaps it got
into their bloodstream

and not into Dorothy's.

But then,
how did it get into

Mrs. Yon's bloodstream?

Perhaps she had a cut
on her hand, or...

chafed her hands washing.

It's all "perhaps"
and "maybes."

You don't know much.

I'm afraid you're right.

But I do know that...

whatever it takes to get rid
of this, I'll do it.

Take one tablet
three times a day, Bernice.

George, I think you're next.

Thank you.

Andrew.

These people are ill.

Well, I believe that's why
they've come to see me.

I'm just not comfortable
around sick people.

You mean
sick people from town.

Preston, I'm a doctor.
It's my resp--

At a luxury hotel,
whose duties do not include

administering to these people.

They have no place else to go.

They're afraid to go
to Michaela's clinic.

That's my point exactly.

I do not want
Michaela's disease brought here.

Nobody has shown up
here with those symptoms.

There's no other doctor
they can see right now.

See them at their homes
in your spare time.

- Preston, be reasonable.
- Andrew, our guests

come here from the city to
escape this kind of pestilence.

Preston...

No sick people at my hotel.

I was just coming
to see Dorothy.

- How is she?
- Better.

She was able
to drink bluestem tea.

It will help her stomach.

Good.

Cloud Dancing, there's --

there's something
I can't identify...

some contagion in there.

I don't know where it is
or how to get rid of it.

What should I do?

You know what you must do.

Disinfect,
fumigate with sulfur.

When there was typhus
in the blankets...

We burned them.

I wish she'd let us help.

She doesn't want
to expose us to the clinic.

But we were in there before.

Got to let her do this
her own way, Brian.

What if it don't work?

Ain't there anything we can do
to help?

Let her know we love her.

Even the stuff on the walls?

Everything.

All my patients' records.

I spent four years
getting to know my patients...

learning about their health.

All of that information's
in these.

And in your head.

Joseph Lacey's reaction
to digitalis.

I'd forgotten about that.

You'll remember it all,
Michaela, when you need to.

Sulfur's ready.

Want me to do it?

Oh, Sully.

I thought Dr. Mike might be able
to use these.

I'll just, uh, leave 'em here.

Thanks, Loren. She's inside.

I appreciate that, Loren.
How much do I owe you?

Oh, that's all right.

They weren't selling much,
anyway.

Thank you, Loren.

Tell you what?

No charge for your next visit.

Thanks a lot. I'll, uh --

I'll be sure to remember that.

Got a couple
of the old saloon chairs.

Don't quite fit
in our new establishment.

Jake, Hank...
That's very thoughtful of you.

We'll just leave 'em out
here for you.

Dorothy?

You're looking so much better.

I'm feeling stronger every day.

I can't tell you
how badly I feel about all this.

Oh, nonsense, Michaela.
It wasn't your fault.

Do you need anything?

Is there anything
that I can get you?

Oh, no. No, no.

I-I just got some more bluestem
from Cloud Dancing

for making tea.

I'm doing fine. Just fine.

Give 'em time, Michaela.
Give 'em time.

Andrew?

Did you know that European spas
bottle their water

and sell it to their guests
to take it home with them?

What are you doing?

- I'm just helping Michaela out.
- Andrew?

You know, Preston, being around
the practice of medicine,

it's having a good effect
on you.

- Really?
- Absolutely.

It's made you more sympathetic
to people's needs.

What made you notice
this momentous change?

Well, a few weeks ago,
you would've told me

I couldn't have given any
of this medicine to Michaela.

Then I would've told you
to take it out of my salary.

But this new Preston
is much more of a...

humanitarian?

I couldn't say.

But it does seem to me
that helping those in need

is good business practice,

especially people who've helped
you in your time of need.

Finish up the records?

As best as I can remember.

Lunchtime.

Thank you, Colleen.

Afraid I don't have
much of an appetite.

You've got to eat sometime.

I heard Horace went to see
Andrew about his gout.

Horace?

Can't blame him.

I'd probably do the same thing.

Once you switch doctors...

I'm fooling myself, aren't I?

Folks just need to see
that it's safe again.

That's not the only problem.

I don't have the proper supplies
or instruments.

How am I ever going to be able
to afford them?

Why would my patients
come back to me

if I don't have the equipment
to take care of them?

How much that going to cost?

A lot more than we have.

The instruments alone...

...not to mention the books
and microscope.

I don't make that much money
in a year.

I can't ask Mother
to help us out again.

Maybe we ought to get a loan.

You've always said that you
never wanted to get into debt.

This never happened before.

Well, we have no collateral.

When it looked like
you were going to have to

pay that negligence award,

Preston said that the, uh,
homestead would do.

Well, that's our home.

You built it with your hands.

Ain't gonna lose it.
We'll pay him back.

Sully...

I know that this goes against
everything that you believe in.

No, it don't.

I believe in you.

Thank you.

Michaela, Sully.

I have all the papers drawn up.

All that's required
is your signatures.

Let's get it over with.

I think you'll find everything
in order.

I made the interest rate
as low as I could.

I don't see any point in making
money off of your misfortune.

I appreciate that.

Horace?

Did a package come for me?

Oh, sure did.

Ma's going to be so happy.
Thank you.

Sorry.

No, my -- my fault.

I-I'm glad I bumped into you,
literally.

I need to get back to the hotel,

but I wanted
to give this to your mother.

Perhaps you could take it
for me?

Sure.
I'm on my way to the clinic.

It's my microscope.

I thought she might want to use
it until her new one arrives.

That's really nice of you.

She just got
her new instruments,

but she had to order
her microscope from Switzerland.

What will you use?

Uh, well, Preston didn't think
mine was new enough,

so he ordered a stronger one,

not that
our clientele demands it.

I know Ma really appreciated
all your help with this.

Well, it was --
it was very stimulating,

trying to figure it all out...

being with you -- all of you.

I bet you never thought
Colorado Springs

could be so interesting.

No. I never did.

Dr. Mike!

Thought you'd like to see
your new examination table.

Oh! It's perfect.

I only hope I have
the opportunity to use it.

- Andrew lent you his microscope.
- Oh?

And this is from us.

- Matthew and Colleen and me.
- Well, what is it?

Why don't you open it
and find out?

Thank you.

Don't worry, Ma.

Folks'll start coming back.

Sure they will.

I'm sure you're right.

Come on, Matthew.
Let's get the table down.

- Ow!
- Sully?!

You need to be stitched up.

I can ride you out to Andrew's.

No, thanks.

Michaela will take care of it.

Won't catch me
going back in there.

Oh, give her a chance.
See what happens.

Well, it's his funeral.

This is very well-written,
Brian.

So, you'll print it
in the next issue?

Well, I...

I can't help wondering
if it's completely accurate.

Sure it is.

It says that Ma's clinic
is cleaned up

and ready for business.

And that it's "safe."

Now, I'm not saying that
that isn't true,

but I -- I think we've got
to be sure before we print it.

But Sully got stitched up
a couple of days ago,

and he's all right.

This be a good time
for you to take off my bandages?

Well, there doesn't seem
to be anybody waiting.

Loren, Jake?

Can I help you?

Oh, we were just, uh...

Wanting to see if his arm was
going to fall off or anything.

I'm fine.

Do you want to come in?

We're all right out here.

- Want us to leave the door open?
- Yeah, that'd be good.

I can't believe this.

I can't blame them.

I'm a little nervous myself.

No infection.

Come on, Brian.
You've got an article to finish.

Dr. Mike?

Uh, I've been meaning to
come see you about my gout.

Let's see what we can do.

Well, looks like everything's
going to be all right.

Not still worried
about the clinic, are you?

I don't know.

And that's what worries me --
what I don't know.

I don't know what caused this.

And I don't know
whether we got rid of it

or it just...ran its course.

It's possible it could happen
again at any time.

You can't worry
about what you don't know.

I have to. It's my job.

One thing I do know...

folks in this town
are in good hands.

So am I.