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Come in.

You're early, Mr. Voss.
I wasn't expecting you until...

You're not Mr. Voss.

Hey, Dr. Cook.

Are you all right?

Oh, I'm fine.

I'm just a little tired.

It's been a long week.

Ma asked me to return
this medical book to you.

Said thanks
for letting her borrow it.

Sure. Any time.

She would've brought
it back herself,

except she had to pick up
Colleen at the train station.

- Colleen's here?
- Yeah.

Just for the weekend, though.

She has to go back to school
on Monday.

Well, I'll be sure to stop
by as soon as I'm finished here.

All right.

See ya.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

I'm fine.

An Introduction
to Human Physiology --

my first course
in premedical studies.

It's fascinating.

Well,
it sounds wonderful, Colleen.

They giving you a lot of work?

We have an examination
every Thursday.

There's going to be a lot
of memorizing.

But so far,

I know most of the things from
working at the clinic with you.

Guess it helps having a doctor
in the family, huh?

Yeah.

See you back at the homestead.

See you, Sully.

The professor just
gave us a new assignment.

- I'm really excited about it.
- What is it?

We're supposed
to interview a doctor,

and find out what his most
memorable case was,

and then write a paper
describing the diagnosis,

treatment,
and outcome of the case.

And since you are a doctor...

I'm going to make the subject
of my paper about you.

Well, I'd like that very much,
Colleen.

Now, all you've got to do
is figure out which case

was your most memorable.

Which case?

- Colleen!
- Andrew.

Are you all right?

Uh, I'm fine.

Oh, you have a fever.

Slight.

Still a fever.

I think I'd like to examine you,
just to make sure.

I'm a doctor, Michaela.
I think I'd be able to tell.

That you're pale and you're
sweating and you have a fever,

which means that you're sick?

Now, please,
will you let me examine you?

Some chills...

...minor muscle pains, headache.

- Headache?
- The usual symptoms, Michaela.

If you ask me,
it's just a simple catarrh.

I agree, and the normal
treatment for a catarrh

is bedrest.

Well, unfortunately,
my duties at the hotel clinic

will not allow that.

I'm afraid as your doctor,
I have to insist.

Well, if you don't rest,
your body won't heal.

Now, you wouldn't want
the catarrh developing

into something worse, would we?

No, I wouldn't.

You can stay here in one
of the recovery rooms.

That way, we can monitor you,
and make sure you get the rest

you need.

Most memorable case?

And then we write a paper
describing the diagnosis,

treatment, and outcome.

Did Michaela decide
which case that might be?

Not yet.

She's going to have
to give it some thought.

I'm sure she's had her share
of memorable cases out here.

There's been a lot of 'em.

Some really strange ones, too.

Really?

Such as?

Well...

There was this one man
who everyone thought was dead.

But he wasn't.

See, first Jake
found him in the barbershop...

You want to take a nap,

Hank's got beds
over at the saloon.

I don't think
he's taking a nap, Jake.

What do you say?

Jake?

I'd say
he just had his last shave.

But when they went to get
Dr. Mike...

All right,
what'd you do with him?

- I didn't do anything with him!
- Oh, I get it.

Now you're playing a trick
on me.

When you find him, let me know.

He was here a minute ago.
Wh--

Just a little accident, folks.

Nothing to concern yourselves.

Then Hank, and even Matthew
found the same man dead...

Mister?

Uh-oh.

And each time, he disappeared.

He was just here a minute ago.

And I suppose he just got up
and walked away?

Dr. Mike thought it was
a Halloween joke.

But he was just there.

Uh, what's your name, sir?

Then on Halloween night...

That's the dead guy!

The dead man.

Thought I'd lost you there
for a moment.

What you've had

is a seizure from a condition
called epilepsy.

Limbs become rigid.

The heart slows.

And the temperature drops.

It's almost like a state
of deep sleep.

Can last for minutes
or even hours.

Why did everyone scream
when they saw me?

You...
had the scariest costume.

Oh.

Then there was
John the engineer.

John the engineer?

No, it's all right!

I promised him you'd fix him.

Colleen, please, go get my bag.

Don't be frightened.

How did this happen?

Looks like he was in a fire.

He was in a train wreck,

and his face
got burned real bad.

- Reading about medical history.
- Dr. Mike wanted to help him.

The human body is remarkable.

Our skin has the ability
to grow back.

Well,
when doctors discovered this,

they started a new branch
of surgery called "plastic."

So, she asked if she can try an
experimental treatment on him.

If you give me a chance,

I could...

I could give you a new face.

Please, let me help you.

After I take the flap,
I'm going to sew it back up.

It'll leave a scar,
but it won't be that noticeable.

This is just the first step.

It took a long time,

but after everything healed,
the difference was amazing.

Are you ready?

Feelings will come back
in a few months.

The sensations
will start on the outside,

and just move inward.

What do you think?

What's wrong?

I'm sure it'll take some
getting used to the change,

but...

I think you look wonderful.

That's remarkable.

Reconstructive surgery
is incredibly difficult,

even for a city hospital.

How she manages with her limited
medical resources

is nothing short of miraculous.

She had even less
when she first came here.

But even then,
she did incredible things.

Black Kettle's been shot.

Put him on the table.

Right.

Chivington and his men
ambushed the village.

Burnt it to the ground.

Massacred nearly everybody.

There's a bullet
lodged in his neck.

- Can you get it out?
- I think so, but...

the swelling's constricting
his air passages.

He can't breathe --
there's something else

- I've got to do first.
- What?

You better know
what you're doing.

It's called a tracheotomy.

This'll help him to breathe.

Dr. Mike saved
Chief Black Kettle's life.

And to thank her,
he gave her her Indian name.

Chief Black Kettle just
gave you your Cheyenne name.

"Medicine Woman."

Medicine Woman.

Yes.

After five years,
I would think Michaela's

treated just about everyone
in town by now.

Pretty much,
although some folks

are more prone
to getting sick than others.

Uh!

You had more wax
in there than an earplug.

Now, don't look.
It'll only take a second.

Oh!

Colleen, get me the cutters.

What?! You're going to
cut off my arm?!

No, I'm going
to clip the arrow.

I'm going to need
to push it right through.

Horace!

Horace? You all right?

Horace, be careful!

Hey, he likes the bridge,
Myra!

Horace, slow down!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Safe!

Horace, are you all right?

How many fingers?

Chocolate.

I think he's finished
for the day.

What about Preston?

Has Michaela ever treated him?

Just once.

Good, you're awake.

What am I doing here?

You fainted from the pain.

Uh, but I didn't give you
permission to --

Mr. Lodge, I'm a doctor.

I needed to examine you
to confirm what I suspected

to be the cause of your
discomfort.

And?

I believe you have
a kidney stone.

A...A kidney stone?

I can give you some willow bark
tea to ease the pain

and a solution of
carbonated potassium

mixed with soda that, um,

would help ease
the urinary passages.

Will that cure it?

Well, that and a lot
of water should help

move the stone along and...

once it gets into the bladder,
you should be able

to pass it out.

Unless, of course, the bladder
becomes blocked.

- Blocked?
- By the stone.

And if that happens,
it may become necessary

for surgical intervention.

- What are you doing?
- I'm leaving.

But I -- I haven't
given you the tea

or the carbonated potassium.

- I'll be fine.
- Well, what about the pain?

Thank you.

Andrew?

What's wrong?

No-- Nothing.
It's... nothing.

Is your headache
getting worse?

What?

You're burning up.

- Ma!
- It shouldn't be going up.

I drank some of that...
willow bark tea.

He's getting worse.

Fever's climbing.

Colleen, will you prepare
some more tea?

How could it be
going up so fast?

I don't know.

I'm afraid this is more
than a simple catarrh.

How's the headache?

Like knives.

I have pain
in my abdomen as well.

Appendicitis?

My Uncle Removed my appendix
two years ago.

- Your spleen.
- It's enlarged, I know.

Here.

Should lower your fever
and help with the pain.

Mmm.

Where's Colleen?

I had her ride out to Becky's
to pick up Katie for me.

I don't understand it,
Michaela.

I thought perhaps
it's influenza.

But the symptoms
presented themselves so rapidly.

I'm sure you'll be fine.

I guess you've had your share
of mysterious illnesses

recently.

The outbreak here at the clinic.

The malpractice case.

There've been many more.

When Dorothy's husband died,

at first everyone thought
Dorothy had murdered him.

Mrs. Jennings,
we find you guilty

of murder in the first degree.

We think you ought to go to jail
for the rest of your life

for killing your husband.

But I believed
that she was innocent,

and I set out to prove it.

If you look at that picture,

you'll see the drawing
of a ruptured stomach.

The ulcerations are extensive.
Mr. Jennings drank heavily.

Other time, the alcohol

does damage to most
of the major organs.

Stomachs grow thin
and the intestines rupture.

A man can bleed to death
in moments.

Here's your cause of death,
gentlemen.

See how the blood is darker?

Yes. I do!

Look, right there, Hank.

Gastritis -- bleeding ulcers.

Look here, see for yourself.

It's exactly
how it is in the textbook.

- I don't know about this.
- I do.

I've seen enough.

- Dr. Mike!
- There was another time

when several Chinese workers
who were helping Robert E.

suddenly took ill.

They were just having their tea
and biscuits.

- Did Matthew eat any of these?
- Yes.

I had some, too.

With tea?

With milk.

Matthew had tea.

The tea had milk in it.

No one knew how or why
they were getting sick until...

"Urgent you advise
at once."

Signed Dr. Quinn,
and that's going to

the Walkill Bakery,
Orange County, New York.

Please let me know the minute
you receive a reply, Horace.

It probably won't be
until tomorrow.

213 people were poisoned
in New York and other cities.

With those biscuits?

The lead was in the flour
used to make the biscuits.

The millstones used to make
this flour had holes in it.

The workers filled the holes
with lead.

When the wheels bore down,

the lead
was ground into the flour.

And when it was baked
into the biscuits, the heat

and fermentation transformed it
into lead carbonate,

which is a deadly poison.

How come Peter
and I didn't get sick?

The milk you drank coated
your stomachs,

and helped
to neutralize the poison.

There was even a time
when my mother became ill.

I went back to Boston
to be with her,

and found myself disagreeing
with her doctor's diagnosis.

I've asked your daughter
to give a second opinion

in this case.

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

The liver's enlarged.

But I don't feel any tumor.

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

I'm sorry
this is painful, Mother.

But I need you to tell me
which is worse --

when I press
in or when I let go.

Will you take a deep breath?

Oh! Oh!

What's going on here?!

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

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

You have no right
to contradict Dr. Hanson.

Yes, I do, Mother,

especially when your life
depends upon it.

I believe she's suffering
from hepatitis.

Absurd!

A disease of the poor
and unclean.

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 cureall, have you?

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

I learned it
from the Cheyenne Indians.

Oh, good Lord!

- Michaela!
- Away.

Out of here,
both of you, please.

I've read
your daughter's research

on the detoxification treatment
she recommended,

and I strongly advise that you
start taking it immediately.

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 help.

But Dr. Brook agrees

that the ingredients
in no way interferes with

Dr. Hanson's treatment
of his diagnosis.

Cancer.

Isn't that usually fatal?

Yes, Mother.

What are you waiting for?

- I cannot believe it.
- Oh.

It's a miracle!

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've been
very disappointed at how you

discounted his partner's advice
in my case.

His partner?

Dr. Michaela Quinn, M.D.

She saved my life.

And then there's Anthony.

I made this one myself.

Oh, that looks very festive.

Anthony!

Anthony?
Let's take him to the clinic.

How is he?

I've given him laudanum.

The pain's subsided,
and he's resting now.

- What's wrong with him?
- Well, he's slightly jaundiced,

but his pain attacks
are puzzling.

I've never seen
anything like them before.

But you can make him better?

I can't be sure.

Right now, I don't know exactly
what caused the pain.

His spleen is dangerously
enlarged.

Can you do anything?

I can remove it.

He can live without a spleen --

No, you can't.

You said yourself,
you're not sure what's wrong.

- It could kill him.
- But if you don't operate...

No, Robert E.! No!

You've got to try.

There's the spleen.

It's nearly twice the size
it should be.

The operation was successful,

but I have yet to discover
what his sickness is.

Comes and goes.

But we keep searching
for answers.

A doctor never gives up
on a patient.

Colleen,
I didn't expect you back.

- Where's Katie?
- I took her home.

Brian and Sully
are watching her.

Is the tea helping any?

The pain is spreading.

It's more distal now, Michaela.

It's like arthralgia.

That's that?

It's a pain in the joints.

It's mostly in my -- my wrists
and ankles.

It's the strangest thing.

Let me take a look.

- A rash?
- Measles?

No, it's what's called
spotted fever.

Sometimes it's called
black measles.

- I've never heard of it.
- It mostly occurs

in wilderness areas
or forested areas

far away from the large cities.

Most occurrences
happen in the spring.

How did he get it?

We don't know the cause of it,

but some believe that it's
transmitted by the bite

of a tick.

A tick?

Will he be all right?

Well...

The rash will probably spread,

and the pain
and fever may become worse.

But you're young
and you're strong,

and hopefully it should pass
within a week.

And you should recover.

There's a chance I may not?

Temperature's holding
at 104.

Let's hope
it doesn't go any higher.

How much longer is he going
to be like this?

Well,
if there are no complications,

fever
should break in a few days.

Complications?

There's always a chance that he
could develop meningitis.

I'll keep a close eye on him.

You should go home.
It's getting late.

I want to stay here
and help you look after him.

You need to get some rest.

I'm fine.

It's like you said -- doctor
never gives up on a patient.

That's true.
You never stop caring.

But you must also never
stop being a doctor.

It's important to care, Colleen.

But we must also try to maintain
a professional detachment,

not become too emotionally
involved with a patient.

Unfortunately,
that's easier said than done.

Quick! I need some help!

I need help here! Whoa!

- What's wrong, Sully?
- It's Cloud Dancing!

He's been stabbed,
and I can't stop the bleeding.

Easy with him.

There it is.

He's alive.

But his condition's
still serious.

I'm afraid...

Oh!

Come here, sit down.

Are you all right, Ma?

I'm afraid he's lost
a lot of blood.

Well,
we can give him some of mine.

Transfusions are unpredictable.

There's no guarantee it'll work.

It worked last time
when I gave blood to Loren.

Do we have a choice?

It's going to work.

Dorothy, what's this?

What's what?

I believe you have a growth.

Where?

- Here on your breast.
- Oh!

- Oh, that!
- How long have you had it?

Michaela,
I'm sure it's nothing.

I am the doctor.

Well, Doctor,
all I've got is a little cough.

I'm worried about you,
Dorothy.

I don't want to talk about it.

Especially knowing that your
mother had a similar problem.

My mother?

How do you know about my mother?

Loren told me.

I just asked him
a few questions.

Michaela, you had no right
to do that.

It's
just because I care about you.

That was private.

That wasn't
between you and me as friends,

that was between you and me
as doctor and patient.

It might not be...

just a little lump.

Dorothy?

I promised Loren
I'd at least come talk to you.

Glad you did.

I think that since there
are two kinds of tumors,

that if we take it out and it's
the kind that's harmless, well,

then, that's good news.

And if we take it out and it's
the kind that's dangerous,

we've most
likely saved your life.

Most likely?

In some cases, a relapse

occurs no matter how skillfully
the amputation is performed.

Amputation?!

We remove the growth,
along with your breast.

My breast?!

The percentages
there are say that in cases

where the tumor was left alone,

women lived an average
of two years.

With surgery,
they lived four years.

I'm not a percentage.

I'm a person.

Dorothy.

Michaela, does time figure
into this operation?

There's reason to believe
that every minute counts.

- Then let's do it, now.
- Now?

Yes.

Now.

I think when you
care for a patient,

as a doctor and a friend,

it'll only help
'em get better in the end.

Doesn't always
work out that way, Colleen.

Why hasn't this healed?

You know why, Michaela.

You're a good doctor.

- Could be various forms of --
- Cancer.

Leukemia, to be precise.

You're certain?

I saw far too many doctors,
Michaela.

Now you know my secrets.

Picked a grand place,
don't you think?

What are you doing?

It's a simple procedure.

Make a small incision,
release some blood.

- It slows the heart.
- You're not listening, Michaela.

- No! No, you can't quit!
- I'm not going to let you do it.

Don't ask me to do this.

Then leave, now.

You can stay only
as my friend, not my doctor.

Oh, no!

Ingrid?

Please, help her!

Sully, help
me get her into the clinic!

When did this start?

She has aching head!
I bring water!

She start choking!

She's got it, all right.

Hydrophobia.

You remember what he said.
Girl's afraid of water.

She's got the rabies.

Matthew, please wait outside.

Come on, Matthew.

Aah!

Mama...Mama...

Is she going to die?

Yes.

No!

What are you all doing here?

You were bitten
by a rattlesnake.

Oh, yeah.

You're going to be fine.

I am?

Dr. Mike?

Charlotte.

Want one thing.

Anything.

Please...

Please take care of my children.

- Charlotte, not me.
- Please promise.

Promise me.

I promise.

Ma, no!

Ma, no!

Still, I'm staying right here.

Andrew could be
in that condition for days.

I know.

And if I have to miss school,
I will.

I'm going to do everything I can
to help him get through this.

That's what you would do.

He's been in and out of
consciousness for two days now.

His fever's dropped a bit,
but it's still dangerously high.

Colleen been
in there the whole time?

She hasn't left his side.

I wired her college yesterday,
explained the situation.

Hopefully, they'll let
her make up the work

that she's missing.

I just wish she'd get some rest.

There's not much
she can do to help him.

Could just be there for him.

Sometimes it's the best medicine
you can ask for.

Loren!

What's going on?

I believe that Loren has
suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

It's when an artery

which carries blood ruptures
inside of the brain.

That sounds bad.

His condition is serious, yes.

Michaela,
I need to know the worst.

If he doesn't come
out of the coma by tomorrow...

So, what can I do now?

Say a prayer.

Sit with him.

He's not awake, but I think
he'll know you're there.

Michaela?!

His hand moved.
I felt it.

I'm right here, Loren.

I -- I know I felt something.

Ma?

Oh.

Loren, I knew you'd wake up.

I knew you would.

You're going to be just fine.

Look, Michaela's right here.

Hello, Loren.

Welcome back.

Hand me that eraser,
would you, boy?

What are you, deaf, boy?

Mr. Bray?

Mr. Bray?

Where are you, Mr. Bray?

I'm here, boy.

Mr. Bray?

What is it, Dr. Mike?

I think it's something
that's called a subcranial

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?

Brian?

Brian!

Brian?

Brian.

Look, Ma, schoolhouse.

- Sully!
- What happened?!

Black Kettle sent Sully
on a task.

White hunter -- spear enough
buffalo for our people.

This was his answer.

Dr. Mike!

Sully's waking up.

I can't lose my legs.

What's going on?

Some sort of paralysis.

I -- I don't know exactly.

I'm paralyzed?

The problem
may just be temporary.

What do you mean?

Well, it --

it could just be an accumulation

of fluids pressing
on the spinal column.

With time, the --
the swelling will go down,

and the feeling will come back.

How long?

I don't know.

You float good, Sully!

Remember when you taught me?

You said just lie back

- and look at the sky.
- You're doing real good.

Ma says the hot springs
will make you feel better.

They moved!

They moved!
Your toes, they moved!

Concentrate.

You're going to be
walking sooner than you know it!

Good.

Good.

Ma, come quick!

Andrew?

Fever's down. 100.

That's good.

How are you feeling?

Tired.

Can you touch your chin
to your chest?

Any pain or stiffness
in your neck?

No meningitis.

Well done, Dr. Cook.

It appears that you've made it
through the worst of it.

It's going to take you a while
to get your strength back,

but you're going to be fine.

Thank you.

No, thank Colleen.

You've been here all this time?

I just wanted to help
you get better.

You did.

Thank you.

I think it's time
you took a nap.

I think you're right.

I'm so proud of you, Colleen.

Make a fine doctor.

Thanks.

Ma, telegram just come for you.

It's from your college.

They're allowing you to make up
the work you've missed,

and your physiology professor's

given you an extension
on your assignment.

My assignment?

Did you figure out what
your most memorable case is yet?

No, no, I'm still thinking.

There've been so many.

Oh, Katie's up from her nap.

Brian, would you
mind getting her?

Sure.

Of course!

What?

Katie.

My back! My back!

Oh!

We'll need something --

a blanket
for when the baby comes!

Ohh! Ohh!

I feel like I'm splitting apart!

Oh!

Your legs are shaking.
Are you cold?

It's normal -- final stages!

I don't think
I can do this anymore!

You can do this!
Come on.

Push! Push hard!

Ohh! Ohhh!

You're bleeding.

Capillaries in the cervix!

It's normal! Ah!

I can see the head.

Put one hand against it,
gently,

put the other underneath it,

and let it come!

Ohh!

It's coming!
I can see the head.

It's coming.

It stopped.

Something's wrong.
It stopped!

The umbilical cord!

It's choking it!

Sully, what color's the head?

It's red -- no, it's pink.

It's not choking.
It's not choking.

Cord's just holding it up!

Now, just put your finger
in alongside the neck.

I got it.

Clamps, two.
Ooh!

Now, clamp the cord
in the center of your finger!

Come on.

All right.

Now cut between the clamps.

Cut it, you can do it.

Sully!

Cut it, and the baby will come!

Ah!

It's a girl.

Oh.

She was my most memorable case.

Every doctor should be so lucky.