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Train's early.

Today of all days.

Michaela, Sully.

Good morning, Andrew.

Thanks for meeting us here.

- My pleasure.
- Brian,

Sully might need your help
with Katie this afternoon.

All right.

Colleen.

Ma. Sully.

Colleen.

Excuse me, my name
is William Prenderly.

I was told that a carriage

would be meeting me here
to take me to the hotel.

Well, nobody
told me nothing about it.

Well, is -- is there a place
where I can rent a rig?

Prenderly. Ha ha.

Sorry I'm late.

So many last minute details.

This way.

Oh, Ma, she looks more
like you every day.

- You think so?
- I do.

Let me see.

She definitely has your smile.

Well, she has Sully's eyes.

No one could ever
mistake whose child she is,

that's for sure.

I suppose we should get
started.

I still can't believe

Preston convinced
the American Medical Society

to have their convention here.

It's only
the Western Division.

Still, isn't it exciting?

Well, what's exciting
is you're here,

and we're going
to the convention together.

You'd better get going.
You don't want to be late.

Be back by supper.

You be a good girl, Katie.
Mind your pa.

Bye.

Bye-bye.

Well, Katie,
it looks like you're going

to be spending the afternoon
with your pa, just you and me.

Huh?

What do you think
about that, huh? Katie?

Huh?

Brian.

This letter just come for you.

For me?

Oh, she is looking more like
you and Dr. Mike every day.

That's what folks been saying.

Well,
I gotta get back to work.

Lots to do today.

Thanks, Horace.

Who's sending you mail?

It's from my pa.

Aren't you gonna open it?

Maybe I'll wait
till we get home.

All right, let's go.

Hyah! Ha!

Here you go, Katie.

You can play
with your bunny now.

Welcome, gentlemen.

Welcome to the convention.

Springs Chateau Health Tonic?

Preston's selling his own tonic?

And many health spas around
the world are doing the same.

Andrew Cook?

Yes.

William Prenderly.

I write a column

for the American
Medical Society Journal.

Yes. Yes, of course.
How do you do?

I'd like to do an interview
with you about your --

your clinic for the journal.

Certainly.

Oh, you know Michaela Quinn?

The first woman doctor
admitted to the Medical Society.

- How do you do?
- Mr. Prenderly.

Could we find a quiet spot
somewhere?

Of course.

If you'll excuse me?

Of course.

Everything seems to be
working out well for Andrew.

Yes, it does.

Katie?

Katie?

Katie?

Whoa.

Katie?

Katie, where are you?

And the man
from the medical journal

did an interview on Andrew.

It'll be in next month's issue.

Sounds like a successful
day, huh?

Andrew, would you like
to stay for dinner?

If you're sure it's no bother.

No bother at all.

Sully, Ma, come quick.

I need your help.

Brian, what's wrong?

I can't find Katie anywhere.

Katie?

Katie?

Katie?

Here she is.

Hello.

I guess she just decided
to take a little nap.

That's all.

They can get away from you
so quickly at this age.

That's why you got to watch
them so carefully, Brian.

I -- I'm sorry.

I was so proud of you
at the convention today.

Did you take a little nap?

I love what you said up there.

And you didn't seem nervous
at all.

Want to show Ma? Huh?

Oh.

Hey, Brian.

Need some help?

I'm finished.

Did you put two nails
in each rail?

I know how to do it.

All right, just checking.

- Sully?
- Huh?

I thought you said
you didn't like fences.

I don't.

So, why'd we build one?

There ain't as much free range
as their used to be.

Don't want our animals wandering
onto somebody else's property.

Better get going.
You don't want to be late

for school.

- I won't.
- Come on, girl.

See you tomorrow.

Bye.

Hey, you want to go fishing?

I can't, gotta watch
Katie this afternoon.

Anthony, you ever
think about your real pa?

What do you mean?

Well, do you ever wonder
where he is,

or if you'll ever
see him again someday?

Someday?

Why think about someday?

Well, because he's your pa,
that's why.

I like things pretty good
just the way they are.

Hey, what's that?

Supposed to be able to make
a fire with a piece of glass.

Come on.

Hey, there's a pile of leaves.

You need more leaves than that.

Anthony, Brian?

Let me have that please.

Sorry, Miss Teresa.

We -- we was just
experimenting.

What you were doing
was dangerous.

Do you understand?

Yes, ma'am.

I'm sorry.

Sully, I don't know
what to do.

I spent so much time trying
to get these plants to grow.

And look.

Everything's just ruined.

It's gonna take forever.

Michaela.

Come on, girl.

Come on, girl.

Hup.

Hup.

Feeding time's over, let's go.
Come on. Hup.

Brian, come here.

These weren't nailed
in all the way.

If you're going to do a job,
you need to do it right.

- I'm sorry.
- Well, sorry is fine,

but it took your ma months
to grow those plants from seeds.

I said I was sorry!

I was just trying to help.

Brian.

Brian.

- Katie's asleep.
- Brian?

Did he say anything to you
about the letter he got?

Letter?

What letter?

From your pa.
It came yesterday.

Well, he never
mentioned it to me.

Me either.

It's not like him
to keep things from us.

You ready for your supper yet?

I'm not hungry.

I understand you
received a letter from Ethan.

What did he say?

"Dear Brian,
I received your letter.

"Glad to hear
all is well in Colorado Springs.

"We're doing fine.

"San Francisco
is a beautiful city.

"Perhaps one day you
will be able to see it yourself.

"I guess that's all from here.

Your father, Ethan Cooper."

Who do you think I look like?

My ma or my pa?

I would have to say that...

well, you look a little
like both of them.

Miss your father?

I don't know.

Sometimes.

Why would he even write
to him

if he wasn't going
to say, "I love you,"

or "I miss you"?

You know Ethan.

He's never been one to think
about anyone but himself.

Can you imagine
how Brian must feel?

When my pa died
I was real angry at him.

Sometimes at night
I'd go down to the dock

and yell up into the sky,

tell him how much I hated him
for leaving us.

In some ways I think it was
easier for me than for Brian.

What do you mean?

I never had to wonder
if he was coming back,

or if he loved me
or I loved him.

He was just gone.

I've been thinking
and thinking about

what I could say to Brian

besides telling him
how much we love him,

which we tell him all the time.

I don't suppose
you can tell him too often.

No.

Maybe besides just telling
him, we should show him too.

Hey, Brian.

Yeah?

Meet me at Loren's today
after school.

What for?

I got a project
I want to get started on,

and I need your help.

What kind of project?

You'll see.

All right.
I'll meet you there.

You know, when Preston first
came up with the idea

of the Spring Chateau Health
Tonic,

I was completely opposed
to prescribing it as medicine.

I can understand why.
It's 80 percent alcohol.

Oh, I know it sounds a bit
excessive at first.

You're not suggesting alcohol
as a curative?

Not in and of itself,
of course not.

No, but when combined
with certain herbs...

Andrew, mark this day
as the most significant day

in the history
of the Springs Chateau.

Let me present
Mr. Harry B. Smith,

who has come here
to take the waters

and to consult with you
about his health.

Mr. Smith.

- How do you do, sir?
- Who needs no introduction.

Dr. Cook would be more than
happy to reschedule his day

to be at your service, sir.

Splendid, splendid.

It turns out Harry B. Smith
owns half the land

in Colorado Territory.

Yes, I've heard of him.

He has lots
and lots of rich friends.

Just the sort of patient
Preston's been looking for.

What are his symptoms?

Fatigue, aches,
pains, minor cough.

Oh,
it doesn't sound too serious.

Andrew says
he just needs rest.

But to listen
to Harry B. Smith talk about it,

he's at death's door.

He's expecting Preston's gadgets

and tonics
to make him a new man.

Well, at least
they won't harm him.

Poor Andrew.

Could you imagine, Ma,
spending all your time

treating people with nothing
at all wrong with them?

Oh, I agree.

Andrew's a promising,
talented young doctor.

I hope he doesn't lose sight
of that.

Would you look after Katie
for me?

I promised Sully I'd meet him
and Brian after school.

Of course.
By the way, I --

I won't be home
for supper tonight.

Oh?

Yes, Andrew invited me

to dine with him tonight
at the hotel.

Oh.

You see, this is a replica

of a famous old house
in San Francisco.

San Francisco?

You think Katie
would like this?

I guess.

Well, I know she would.

And the thing is it's a brand
new item just came in.

After you get it built
from the plans, see,

you can order a whole lot
of extra doo-dads

to go inside and fix it up.

You know, little bits
of furniture and, uh,

paintin's for the wall,
stuff like that.

How much?

Two dollars.

But I can let you have it

for the special,
promotional price of $1.50.

I'm afraid not.

We weren't planning on spending
that much.

Well, how much
were you planning on spending?

- Two bits?
- A quarter?

The plans alone
are worth a quarter.

I'll take the plans.

I can't sell the plans sep--

All right.
What's the difference?

Nobody's buying this stuff
anyway.

- Go ahead.
- Oh, Sully, look.

There are rocking chairs
almost exactly the same as ours.

I spent hours rocking Katie
to sleep in that chair.

Oh, I didn't mean to, uh,
show you that catalog.

We even found a few hours
to rock you too,

when you were younger,
you remember?

- Yeah.
- Uh, that's not a good catalog.

It's -- it's only a nickel.
Perhaps you could order it.

You can't order anything
from that catalog.

- I told you.
- Why not?

You just can't
and that's the end of it.

There's got to be
a good reason, Loren.

Oh, there's a reason,
all right.

The reason is Clarence Sprague
over in Manitou

is the exclusive distributor for
everything sold in that catalog.

Well, how can a storekeeper

be the exclusive distributor
when this is a catalog?

How?
I'll tell you how.

He's a conniving, lying,
cheating, no good, son of a...

I can't order anything
for you from it,

and that's all there is to it.

First we'll get the house
built, then

we'll worry about the chair.

Here you go.

Bye, Mr. Bray.
Thanks for the plans.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

How long have I been
on this contraption?

Two minutes.

Two minutes?

- And a half.
- Ugh.

- You're doing very well, sir.
- Ugh.

Excuse me.

Yeah.

How's the patient?

A tour of the facilities
sent him to his bed for a nap.

But he has managed nearly three
minutes on the exerciser.

How long now?

I think that's long enough
for your first visit.

Ugh.

Ugh.

Easy.

Ah.

You know, I hate to admit it,

but I believe I'm beginning
to feel a bit better already.

Well, that's the spirit.

I'd like you to take
two tablespoons of this

before retiring.

- What's this?
- Well, it will help you...

sleep.

Ah, all right.

I'll see you first thing
in the morning, young man.

Ah, just a moment.

You also might want
to try combing a few drops

of this through your hair
in the morning.

It s a scalp stimulator.

What in tarnation
is a scalp stimulator?

It restores vigor
and increases brain activity.

Andrew.

That's what it says.

I'll take it.

Re --

Renews romantic appetite?

Hmm. Hmm.

Good day.

Andrew.

There is power
in positive thinking, Colleen.

I do believe I've even heard
Dr. Michaela Quinn discourse

on it from time to time.

May I escort you
to the dining room?

Need some help?

I can't do this stuff.

Of course you can, Brian.

Maybe you should do it yourself
so it'll be right.

What are you talking about?

You build things all the time.
Come on.

- I can't do it like you, Sully.
- Brian?

I'm going to bed.

Hey, Brian.

Look what I found.

My ma uses it
for reading the Bible.

Yeah?

So I bet we can start a fire
for sure with this.

Yeah.

- Come on.
- There.

A little more to the left.

No, right -- right there.

Gotta get the angle
just right.

I know.

Here, let me try.

It's working.

Hey, it's starting.

Brian!

Go get Mr. Bray!

Mr. Bray.

- What is it, boy?
- There's a fire.

Brian!
Brian, get away from there!

Fire!

Get buckets.

Form a line.

What are you doing?
We're having a fire!

Get the water!
Move it over there!

Move it over there!

Come on!
There's a fire!

Move, move, move!

Right behind you, Loren.
Coming through.

Got it from here, Sheriff.

Thanks, Carl.

We're in for it.

How'd this happen?

What in heaven's name
were you thinking?

Come on, come on.

I just don't believe it.

He could have burnt
down the entire town.

But he didn't...thankfully.

I just don't know
what to expect from him next.

Howdy.

Howdy, boys.

We're going to get
in trouble for this.

Don't worry. We'll be
back before school's out.

They'll never even know
we've been gone.

What about Miss Teresa?

I'll explain it to her.

You're always saying how you
want to go places, see things.

Come on.

Here you go, Miss.

Get settled.
It'll just be a moment.

All closed up.

Roll 'em!

Now what's so important
in Manitou anyway?

I gotta get a rocking chair
for Ma.

A rocking chair?

Not a real one,
a miniature one.

It's important to her.

I have a feeling
this is not a good idea.

Come on.

Good morning

and welcome to the final day
of this convention.

Before turning the floor over
to our esteemed Dr. Andrew Cook,

I'd like to introduce
a surprise speaker --

a titan of industry,

a friend of Colorado and a man

who has contributed generously
to the American Medical Society,

Mr. Harry B. Smith.

Thank you, Mr. Lodge.

As many of you know,
I've been in pretty poor health

these past few years,
but my stay

at the Springs Chateau has been
nothing short of miraculous.

I believe that Preston Lodge
has truly found

the fountain of youth,

and a genius to run it,
Dr. Andrew Cook.

Thank you.

We should have at least
tried to sneak

on the train at the station.

The guard was watching
the whole time.

- I know, but we could --
- Anthony,

it's easy to hop a train.

We can do it.

Do you remember
what your pa looks like?

I don't mean Robert E.,
I mean your real pa.

I dunno what you been talking
about the last couple of days,

but Robert E. is my real pa.

I got this in the mail.

Yeah?

You think I look like him?

I don't know.

Can't tell nothin'
from the picture.

You know, how a person walks
or how they talk,

or how they laugh
or what things they say.

None of that stuff.

Ma says I look like him.

I think you look like Sully.

I do?

To me, yeah.

I was thinking
about going up to San Francisco,

living with my --

with Ethan Cooper.

Why?

Ma and Sully,
they have Katie now.

She's their real daughter.
Maybe...

Maybe what?

Here comes the train.

Come on.

Brian!

So, this tonic is a formula
that you put together yourself?

Myself?
Uh, no,

I recommended certain herbs,
but...

But -- but you do endorse it?

Well, yes, depending on the
presenting symptoms, of course.

So you're not willing to say

that this is a -- a cure
for everyone?

Ah, excuse me for just
for a moment.

But -- but for the record,
exactly who --

- who invented the most?
- Please.

Colleen, Michaela,
this is really something, huh?

Yes, it's very exciting,
but, uh...

But?

In your speech,
you gave the impression

that the Spring Chateau Tonic
was a cure of some sort.

Ah, cure.

Well, who's to say
what a cure is exactly?

I mean, it seems to work
for certain people.

But, Andrew, you know it has
no medical value whatsoever.

No medical value?

Oh, I admit it's a bit
of a forerunner,

- Michaela.
- A forerunner?

Fairly new to the materia
medica.

It's not new at all.

Less-than-ethical practitioners

have been selling panaceas to
unsuspecting patients for years.

If the patient thinks it
can do some good, maybe it can.

Well, certainly a positive
attitude can help in healing,

but physicians, well, they
must never lie to their patients

or to themselves.

Now, what you're selling
as medicine is alcohol.

And willow bark
and dogwood and bayberry --

the same ingredients
you dispense to your clients.

Well, that's different.

Why?

Because you're not making
a profit on it?

I'm not concerned
with profit, Andrew.

I'm concerned
with honesty and integrity,

qualities
I've always seen in you.

Dr. Mike.

- Matthew?
- Brian's missing.

Miss Teresa says he never
showed up for school today.

He's not at home,
and he's not in town.

Grace,
how long they been gone?

Since early this morning.

Anthony had breakfast
and left for school,

and that's the last
we saw of him.

Do you know
if he took any provisions?

No.
No, Anthony didn't.

Going out to look for him.

Anthony's gone too,
probably gone off with him.

Where?
Why?

I don't know.
Will you wait here

in case he comes back home?

Yes, of course.

- Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!
- Come on!

- Hyah!
- Hyah!

Come on, Brian, wake up.

Wake up.

Ah.

Oh, the rocking chair.

Brian, are you all right?

Wait.

Yeah, I'm all right.

I thought...

I thought...

I didn't know what to think.

I have a feeling they're going
to know we've been gone

before we get back.

Come on.
Let's go.

Ow.

Any word?

Not yet.

They've been gone so long.

Sully's taught Brian how
to survive in the wilderness.

I'm certain
they'll be all right until...

You know, before Anthony
came into our lives,

I'd given up on having children.

I grieved as hard
as any one person could,

and then one day
I accepted it,

just like that.

There was some peace in not
worrying about it anymore.

Then, wouldn't you know it,
Anthony came along.

And, of course,
you know that life with Anthony

turned out
to be a letting go every day.

First, I thought
it was a cruel trick,

finally to have this child
to raise,

this bright, handsome child.

Who has an illness
that can take him at any time.

After a while you
come to understand that no one

really knows
when their time is gonna come.

I know they're gonna
find our sons, Grace.

I know they are.

They're tired
and they're hungry,

- but they're all right.
- Oh!

- Ma.
- Brian.

Anthony.

Well, it looks like I'm going
to have a mighty clean livery

for the next few months.

I'm going to head on home
then.

I'll see you in the morning.

- Thank you, Matthew.
- Good night.

- Good night.
- Good night, Sully.

Let's go.

You are freezing.

I'm all right.

You had us scared to death.

I didn't mean to.

I thought I'd be back before
anyone noticed I was gone.

Why would you go anywhere
without telling us?

I wanted it to be a surprise.

Brian, you ran off
without even stopping

to think of how you were gonna
worry your ma.

It's not like that.

You skipped school,
and you snuck onto a train.

You don't understand!

- I understand.
- No, you don't!

I understand that you two boys
could have been hurt, or worse.

You don't understand anything!

And I don't have
to listen to you, either.

You're not my pa!

Brian?

I don't know what you
must be thinking

about Ethan and Sully,

or me for that matter.

Maybe you think
that since Katie was born

I don't love you as much.

Is that what's bothering you?

I just want you to know
that there isn't a moment

or a second that goes by that
you're not in my heart,

and that Sully and I
love you so much,

more than you can ever imagine.

And we always will.

You know,
I've been lying here thinking

about that fence we just built.

It would be nice if we
didn't have to build fences.

I guess sometimes you do.

It keeps things
straight between neighbors.

It defines things, you mean.

Kind of like rules --
You run into them

before you trample
on somebody else's territory.

And before you run off
a cliff.

Today at Preston's...

I thought Andrew was setting
aside his principles for money,

and perhaps I was wrong.

I suppose it's possible

that he doesn't even know
what his principles are,

if no one ever
helped him to define them.

You mean nobody ever
took the time to teach him

how to build a fence.

Hmm, yes.

Ma, I went to Manitou
to get this for you.

From the catalog?

I'm sorry if I worried you.

I didn't mean to.

I know you didn't.

Sully and I have been talking.

About what?

About a lot of things.

About you growing up,
taking on responsibility.

About us making sure
you know what that means.

What it comes down to is that,

uh, we're gonna
have some new rules around here.

Rules?

That's right.

What kind of rules?

Well, for starters,
you skip school again,

and I take away
all your privileges for a month.

A month?

Those privileges include going
fishing with your friends

- and working on the Gazette.
- What?

And I expect you to work here

with your ma in the garden
every Saturday.

Every Saturday?

Until the new plants
are in and they've taking root.

I said I'm sorry.

I know you did.

Then why are you doing this?

'Cause I'm your pa.