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You drove real good,
Aunt Marjorie.

Why, thank you, Brian.

Hey, Katie.

Oh, you're so pretty.

Hey.

Everett would never let
me drive our carriage.

So one day,
when he was out of town,

I took it to Mother's.

When I pulled in,
she turned pale.

And then spent the next hour
scolding me.

- Speaking of Mother --
- Let's not.

- Marjorie --
- Please?

Why don't you run along
to the clinic?

I need to pick up some supplies
from Loren.

All right.
I'll see you later.

I'm gonna go to Horace's
to pick up my mail.

- Do you want me to get yours?
- Yes. Thank you.

Will this help my boy's fever?

Well, let's see.

Well, it says,

"McDougal's Elixir --

cures sore throat, headaches,

neuralgia, indigestion."

It don't say nothin'
about fever.

But he's burnin' up,
and I don't know what to do.

Well, there's the doctor.

Why don't you ask her?

I can't pay no doctor.

That's all right, Mrs., um...

- Bartlett.
- Oh. I'm Dr. Quinn.

I'd be glad to examine
your son -- - Michaela!

Good morning, Marjorie.

- How could you?!
- I beg your pardon.

You invited Mother
for Thanksgiving!

- Well, I tried to tell you.
- Tell me?!

How about asking me?!

I don't need your permission to
have my children's grandmother

join us for the holiday.

If you'll excuse me, there
are far more important things

than your petty feud.

She thanks you

for the suggestion
that it might be

a good opportunity
for her to speak with me.

Well, it might be, and I'll
thank you not to open my mail.

It's a federal offense.

- You're the federal offense!
- Marjorie!

- What?!
- Behave yourself!

But Michaela --

Marjorie Quinn,
Dr. Mike loves you.

Though, sometimes, for the life
of me, I can't figure out why,

but she does.

And she would never do anything
to hurt you...

...and neither would I.

Open.

Colleen, would you
take Katie upstairs, please?

Your son has diphtheria.

He could die from that.

It's not always fatal.
I'll do everything I can.

- Hey, can I walk you home?
- Yeah. Sure.

Hello, Sara, Brian.

Hello, Dr. Quinn.

Somethin' wrong, Ma?

That's what we'd like to know.

Everything's fine.

Why don't you two run along now,
hmm?

- Mrs. Morales.
- Dr. Quinn.

Now, it ain't fair
to my customers

me closin' up early.

Mr. Dickinson gets a shave
this time every week.

I'm sure Michaela
wouldn't have called us here

unless it was
something important.

This better be good.

Actually, Hank,
it's not good at all.

I don't want to alarm anyone
unnecessarily.

However, as the town's leaders,

we should be prepared
for any possibility.

Possibility of what?

Well, the woman
that was in your store, Loren,

asking for medicine
for her son's fever --

Yeah, so?

So he has diphtheria.

Well, I'm sure you're all aware

that it's a highly contagious
disease.

We got to put up a quarantine.

Yes, it's important to isolate
those who are infected,

but children
are the most susceptible.

Which is why I wanted to include
Mrs. Morales in this discussion.

You wish to close the school.

Well, it's customarily
the first step taken.

I understand.

Thank you.

We'll need a council vote.

Now, hold on.

Word gets out
there's an outbreak,

nobody's gonna come here.

The train could even stop
running.

If that happens, I'll see to it
supplies get through.

So we're gonna strangle
the whole town

just 'cause
some kid's got sore tonsils?

Only, some strains are mild,

and they affect people
differently.

This could be more serious.

Uh, this boy, he's got it
in his windpipe, don't he?

Yes, he does.
I'm afraid that if we

don't try to prevent the spread
of this disease,

it won't be the town
that gets strangled, Hank,

but its citizens.

I move we close the school.

All in favor?

All right, all right.

Fortunately, I have enough
willow bark for the fever.

Print the exact truth
and don't spare any details.

I want people to detect the
diphtheria as early as possible.

So they can isolate themselves?

No, so they can get treatment.

There's no specific cure,

but we just have to try our best
to keep the patients alive

until the disease passes.

I'll need some...
sulphate of quinia

and chlorate of potassa.

Please have Horace order
some from Denver.

Hopefully,
it'll get here in time.

And first thing in the morning,
ask Andrew

for the new O'Dwyer instruments
Preston bought for him.

- What are they?
- They're a set of tubes

that fit into the larynx
and some tools

to insert and remove them.

It's a new method of keeping the
larynx open called "intubation."

Well, there are drawbacks,
but from what I've read,

I think the procedure is,

um, well,
it's a definite step forward.

Hey, Daniel.

Brian.

Found him.

I walked Sara home.

What's going on, Ma?

Brian, there's a disease
in town,

and we need to protect everyone,
especially the children.

So tonight, Daniel will take you
and Katie to stay with Sully

until we know that it's safe
for you to return.

How long will that be?

I don't know.

You won't get it, will you, Ma?

Well, diphtheria
is a constitutional disease.

It means that one's vitality

is very much to do
with whether or not one gets it.

Do you know anyone
with more vitality than your ma?

Don't you worry about it.

I'm not gonna let
anything happen to her.

Or Colleen or Matthew?

Or Colleen or Matthew.

What about Thanksgivin'?

Well, it should be over
by then,

and we'll all be back together.

You promise?

Promise.

I'll take care of it
right away.

Thank you, Horace.

Colleen!

Becky!

- Hey.
- Hi. I heard you were home.

I was gonna come
see you later this afternoon.

I was going to sort of buy
some stuff.

You want to come?

Sure.

And then I said,

"I think we're a bit old
old to be riding hayrides."

You're never too old
for hayrides.

That's what Zachary said.

Are you and Zachary
getting serious?

Remember when we used
to go on hayrides together --

just us kids?

What was the best hayride ever?

The one
right before Thanksgiving.

It was the year
before you went away to college.

When Richard tried to kiss you.

And Zachary pushed him
off the back of the wagon.

And he had to walk
all the way home.

What was the best dance?

Little Sweetheart's dance,
first trip back from college.

When I thought Andrew
was gonna ask me,

and you thought
he was gonna ask you.

But we went together instead.

Every time I see you,

it's like you never
left Colorado Springs.

That's the way
best friends are supposed to be.

They teach you that in school?

Some things you just know.

I better get my supplies
and head home.

Would you like to come
for supper with us one night?

Real soon.

I promise.

Bye.

The best Christmas Ever?

That one's easy --
this one coming up.

He's worse.

Ah, yes.
I'm afraid so.

I'll need to perform
an emergency tracheotomy.

I need to open his windpipe
surgically.

Look away.

He can breathe.

He's got it.

Oh, God!

Take him upstairs.

And ride back to get Colleen.

And then pick up

Andrew and all the things
I told Colleen about.

- She'll know.
- All right.

When he awakens,

he may be frightened because
he won't be able to speak.

I want you to stay here
and reassure him,

and then you can put him in bed.

Dr. Quinn...

will he live?

When the diphtheria is serious
enough to require a tracheotomy,

the chance of survival lessens,
but...

there's still a chance.

Pa!

Brian. Daniel.

I would also suggest
the tincture of the chloride

of iron.

A pint of water.

Add a dram
of permanganate of potash.

And give him a teaspoon
every three hours.

It could also be used
to swab the affected tissue.

Well, Andrew's right.

We should also swab
Horace's throat every half-hour.

False membrane's thickening.

We should prepare
the O'Dwyer's instruments.

I didn't bring them.

But Horace may need them.

There's still a great deal
of controversy

surrounding their use, Michaela.

Intubation's been proven.
It works.

Yes, it does,
but so does a tracheotomy,

and without the risk
of a fatal secondary infection.

In a small percentage
of intubations,

the patient appears to recover,
only to contract pneumonia.

- And die of it.
- And die of it.

But by the time
a tracheotomy's required,

the system's so ravished
that death is almost inevitable.

I'm afraid
I can't recommend a treatment

that carries as much risk
as the disease itself.

Of course you can't.

Mother?

And neither can you, Michaela.

Heavens, Michaela, will you
please just stop pushing me?

Mother, it's dangerous for you
and Rebecca to be in there.

We've already been exposed.

- Tell her, Andrew.
- I know what diphtheria is.

I also know that I have
no intention of dying just yet.

Sorry, Mother, but the disease
doesn't know who you are.

You and I will talk later.

Not unless I choose to.

Well, would you just
have us stand out here

and freeze to death?

Sorry.
Uh, we ain't hirin'.

Dr. Mike,
what can we do for you?

We'd like a table.

Well, sure.

Uh, how about this one here?

Thank you.

Thank you.

Uh, drinks?

Coffee, please.

- Coffee?
- Yes.

I think we could all do
with a cup.

We'll see what we can do.

We were about to wire you
not to come.

You're early.

We decided to not spend time
in Chicago after all.

Well, then, you better get
right back on the train

to Boston.

Oh.
We didn't take the train --

at least, not past Manitou.

The engineer told us
there was trouble on the tracks,

and they were returning
to Denver in the morning.

So Mother hired a buggy.

How'd they find out so soon?

Colleen's telegram.

We went directly to the
homestead since it was so late,

but as you know,
of course, no one was home.

Well, Matthew will take you
back to Manitou in the morning,

and you can board the train
from there.

I told you --

I'm not going anywhere.

- Rebecca...
- I'm sorry, Michaela.

I agree with Mother.
We want to stay and help.

But there's nothing you can do.

Why, I can take care
of my grandchildren.

Where are Brian and Katie?

Daniel, um,
took them out of town today.

Daniel?

Sully's friend...
from the mining years.

He's -- Well, he's sheriff now.

Mother, please, don't ask me
to explain any more.

Oh, yes. Heaven forbid
I should understand

what's going on around me.

Just take my word for it
that Brian and Katie are safe.

Well, if I can't take care
of my grandchildren,

then I will take care
of my children.

'Cause you and Marjorie and
Rebecca are still my children.

All right.

I want you to stay
at Preston's hotel.

You'll get no argument from me.

I'll take them out there,
Dr. Mike.

That won't be necessary.
They can ride out with me.

You're leaving tonight?

Well, there's really
nothing else I can do right now.

Sad as they are, matters
seem to be under control.

Yes, I suppose so.

Then it's settled.

You must be tired
from your trip.

Exhausted.

I'll get your bags.

Michaela...

Sully?

Sully!

Morning, Brian.

Mornin'.

The way you were sleepin', I
thought I was gonna have to say,

"Good afternoon."

Is it that late?

No, it's around 10:00.

Easy to lose track of time
up here.

Ow.

- Sore?
- Yeah.

Somethin' you're gonna
have to get used to.

It's not that bad.

Where were you?

Me and Katie, we went
and got some fresh water.

Want some?

Thanks.

How about we have some
breakfast and we go fishin'?

- Fishin'?
- Yep.

Can't keep you and Katie
cooped up here all day, can I?

But the soldiers...

Soldiers can't travel
deer trails, but we can.

Wanna go fishin'?

Your office is here.

Your patients are here.
Your job is here.

Is that an ultimatum?

Your word, not mine.

Ma'am.

Just this way.

Ladies...

my apologies.

I'm afraid I won't be able
to accompany you after all.

We understand.

You have a practice
to attend to.

Correct.

Would you please give these
to Michaela?

Certainly.

And tell her
if she needs anything else --

There's always Dr. Cassidy.

Good day, ladies.

Good day.

My husband read me the symptoms
from The Gazette this mornin',

and I thought
I'd better make sure.

I'm afraid it is the
diphtheria, Mrs. Paretsky.

But you caught it early,
and --

Becky!

Why don't you take her upstairs
to the first room on the right?

She's had the grippe
for a few days,

but this mornin', she started
havin' trouble breathin'.

She passed out in the wagon
on the way here.

She still has sufficient
passage for intubation.

Find out what's keeping Andrew.

Where's Andrew?

Busy at the spa.

Busy?!

Why don't you step outside
for a moment, Mr. Bonner?

What do you mean "busy"?

Well, he does have
his own practice, Michaela.

We have the beginning
of a diphtheria epidemic.

He was supposed
to bring me some instruments.

Oh, he did say
to give you this.

Is that what you
were hoping for?

- Yes.
- He also sent this.

Please read it for me.

Give Becky an injection
of atropine.

I want to stimulate her system
as much as possible.

"Here are
the O'Dwyer's instruments,

but I must again
caution against their use.

The latest medical journal
from London

contains a treatise
on intubation

by no less
than Doctors Field and Marley.

They believe the risk of death
from secondary pneumonia

is too high
to warrant the procedure."

You're not considering

going against
your colleague's opinion?

Well, that's just it --
It's an opinion.

There are other people
who believe --

And you're willing
to take a chance

with this girl's life?!

Well, there's a chance
either way.

Precisely.

With all due respect, Mother,

you don't know
what you're talking about.

Maybe I don't.

But Andrew certainly does.

Ma, Becky's strong.

You said it had to do
with a person's constitution.

Only partially.

Even strong people have been
known to die of diphtheria.

We'll try only medications
for a while, and...

monitor her very closely.

There, now.

Your mother will be right back.

She had to take care
of your brothers and sisters.

But I'm here.

My name is Marjorie.

Best Valentine's Day?

Remember?

Come on, Becky.
You remember.

You played Juliet
in the town play.

And then you got laryngitis.

And I was gonna go on for you.

You gave me your lucky stone.

Then you got all better.

And you were the best Juliet
ever, Becky.

And you're gonna
get all better this time, Becky.

You have to.

You have to.

Oh, Marjorie...

Ma!

- Put her on the bed!
- Becky!

Becky!

Michaela, what can I do
to help?

Ma.
Becky! Becky!

You spray her neck
and tilt her head back.

Becky, I'm right here!

You're gonna be okay.

You're gonna be fine, Becky.

Becky...

Ma...

Ma...

Ma!

Ma, what's going on?

Sometimes, a piece of the false
membrane's dislodged.

You're gonna be okay, Becky,
I promise!

No!

Mom! Mom!

No!

No!

In our sorrow,
make us strong to commit

ourselves and those we love
to your unfailing care.

In our perplexity,

help us to trust
what we cannot understand.

And in our loneliness,
may we remember Becky in love,

trusting her to Your keeping

until the eternal morning
breaks.

Amen.

- Amen.
- Amen.

Mr. Bonner...

It's my fault!

She was my best friend!

And you could have saved her.
I wouldn't let you!

No, Colleen.

Mrs. Morales...

I hate to have to ask
at a time like this,

but I need to use
the schoolhouse.

For layin' out the bodies.

The back of the barbershop
ain't big enough

for more than one casket.

Of course.

And you'll need my help.

No.

No, it's no sight for a lady.

But I want to do something
to help.

I insist.

Daniel.

Mother, will you please take
Colleen to Preston's with you?

That poor girl.

She should never have been
exposed to such a thing

in the first place.

I used to say the same
about you to your father.

- 'Course I will.
- I'll get the wagon.

I-I don't remember

Cloud Dancing
talking about diphtheria.

Well, the Indians never had it
until it was brought over

from Europe.

I was hoping you might find

what other treatments they use
besides willow bark for fever.

Here's something -- They use
prickly ash for swollen throats.

Yes, that might help.
But we don't have any.

We'll need to find someone
to gather it.

Mother!
What are you doing here?

I thought you were at the spa
with Colleen.

Andrew's taking care of her.

In fact, the moment he appeared,
I felt distinctly unnecessary.

- So I've come back to help you.
- All right.

Um...

Well, I need you to collect
as much prickly ash

as you can find.

I beg your pardon?

It's an Indian treatment.

I need you to go
and gather some for me.

Well, I-I have no idea what
prickly ash even looks like.

Oh.

I can make a drawing for you.

Ah --

I wouldn't know
where to find it.

It's along the roadside.

I'm not wearing
the proper clothes.

As a matter of fact, I don't
even own the proper clothes.

Look, we can get some for you
at Loren's.

And then I'll help you gather.

Thank you, Dorothy.

Michaela needs more camphor.

How you holdin' up?

Fine.

Well?

What do you think?

You look like one
of the locals, Elizabeth.

Is that good or bad, Loren?

Mother, Michaela
needs that prickly ash.

People are sick.

People are dying.

I think your vanity can wait.

Vanity?

Vanity is thinking of oneself
at every moment.

Precisely.

All set.

They say that
a mother and daughter who clash

are really an awful lot alike.

They do, do they?

Oh, wait.

Is that it?

Yes.

'Course, it's only natural
there'd be a little jealousy.

Jealousy?

I'm certainly not jealous
of Marjorie.

Oh, of course not!

I meant Marjorie
being jealous of you.

Of me?!

Why, you know --
what with her and Loren.

Oh, dear.

Dr. Mike...
I thought she was red

- 'cause she's mad at Elizabeth.
- Loren...

But she's feverish.

I'm not.

Yes, you are.

Marjorie,
why didn't you tell me?

Because I'm fine. I'm just
a little tired. That's all.

Have you felt a chill?

Marjorie...

I'll be fine.

Loren, will you
please take her upstairs?

Well!

I hope you're proud of yourself.

Come back here, you two!

Mother...

You knew about them.

Mother, stop it!

Marjorie's sick.

She's got the diphtheria.

Well -- I --

Get out of my way, Michaela.

It'll only upset her, Mother.

She needs her strength.

That's why I brought lunch.

That's why I'm here --
to take care of her.

Elizabeth,
it might be best to --

Don't you speak to me.

Mother,
Marjorie needs her rest.

Thank you very much.

Kate, it's a sweet treat
for a sweet little girl.

She can feed herself now.

I guess she can, huh?

She's doin' lots of things
since you been gone.

Got a lot of catchin' up to do,
don't I, Brian?

I know it's been real hard
on you and your Ma

to have me hidin' out.

You didn't know
things would turn out like this.

Still, I'm sorry.

Bein' out here alone,

I spend a lot of time thinkin'
about all of you.

Wondering about...what
Katie and your Ma are doin'...

...wonderin' what you're doin'.

Sometimes,
I picture you goin' to school,

learnin' your lessons,
doin' your chores.

You did?

Kept me from gettin'
too lonely.

I thought about you, too,
Pa -- all the time.

Well...

See, even when we're apart,
we're still together.

Ma'am.

Thank you.

Good morning, Mrs. Quinn.

No, it isn't.

Grandma...

Mrs. Quinn...

Why aren't you
in Colorado Springs?

- He's rather busy.
- Busy?

There's a diphtheria epidemic
in town, or haven't you heard?

As a matter of fact, we have.

And since this is a health
resort, I don't think it wise --

Michaela
desperately needs your help.

I'm ready to go back, Grandma.

So, are you coming with us
or not?

- Not.
- Yes, I am.

If you leave now,
you can take that with you.

Keep it.

Try to drink
as much as you can.

Nutrition's very important.

The false membrane of her larynx
is beginning to thicken.

Intubation is most successful
when performed at this stage.

If it is successful.

Colleen...

...told me about Becky.

I'm terribly sorry, Michaela,
but I think it was unavoidable.

You think or -- or you know?

Well, unfortunately,

much of medicine
is still guesswork, Mrs. Quinn.

It's not guesswork, Andrew,

so much as being willing
to adhere to a theory.

All facts were once theories.

Michaela...
I gave up my post with Preston

to help you in any way
that I can.

But this is something
I'm not able to do.

I cannot go
against my better judgment.

Well, neither can I.

There. It's in place.

Now what?

Now we wait.