All language subtitles for SC_1787794943706_3_A1_The Oregon Trail S01E02 The Last Game

You fellas, load all this back on a wagon. Now move on.

Oh, come on. You're the best cook on this wagon, Trenton.

You do that to our food? Do what? That Tae Rancho.

Well, I couldn't tell you how he got in there.

I can't let go of you. You're gonna kill me, man.

Andrew? Oh, I can't see you.

Come on, let's go, let's go.

You're gonna kill me, man. Andrew? Uh, I can't see you. You don't want to be alone.

My little boy and my little girl will grow up in the polished land.

And in the eyes of a woman meant for me, I have a dream where the sun goes down.

The Willamette Valley's calling me, 'cause I'm Oregon-bound.

Oh, I'm Oregon-bound. Yes, I'm Oregon-bound.

Get out. Get out.

It ain't pretty far ahead, Mr. Shrigley. It ain't some privacy.

You gotta settle somethin'. The trip's gonna be pretty dull, huh?

Don't worry, gentlemen. It'll be business as usual.

I wouldn't count on that, Mr. Shrigley.

Thorpe just don't strike me as the type of man you can buy.

Oh, you can buy any man. You just have to settle on the price.

You'll settle for the same deal as Cutler? More or less.

These corn crackers want to gamble. We'll supply the game.

They want to drink. We'll supply the liquid.

And our new captain ain't gonna interfere.

Well, that makes me feel a lot better.

I'm glad to hear that, Connolly. You're gonna worry me.

How's that? - You seem to be forgetful.

I don't understand you.

Remember the $200 I gave you for Cutler?

Oh, yeah?

Well, he's either you only got 100.

Mr. Shrigley, you're saying...

Well, it's one thing to cheat these here corn crackers.

But when you try to cheat me...

Shrigley, listen for a minute, will you?

Find the money.

Now, how are we gonna explain why he ain't with us?

I guess he just had an urge to get back to the soil.

Have a good walk home, Connolly.

Let's catch up to that train. Pay our respects to Captain Thorpe.

Norman, it's been to our country.

Yeah, a lot of rains and snow.

Run-offs making the river rise.

Do you hide across?

All of them are drowned.

Good morning, Mr. Sprague. - Good morning.

Smell a corn cracker camp five miles out.

What's it smell like? - Awful.

Now, how's that again, Luther?

Farmer's got a peculiar smell about him.

I guess he comes from sleeping in beds and wearing store-bought clothes.

You can't take that! - You're a corn cracker camp ten miles out.

You can't take her! She's not hiding! - Stop that!

Find the hill! - No, no, no!

Get her on the ground! - Get her on the ground!

Watch her feet! - Get her on the ground!

She'll be all right.

Come on, come on, Auntie, come on.

How can such a fine man be such a misery to me?

What have you done now, Voss? - Nothing, Captain.

Absolutely nothing. - Zyer.

Been at it again. Been playing in that poker game.

Woman, you just better watch your mouth.

Now, he's gone and lost her milk cow.

What am I gonna do without a milk cow?

I've got three kids. They need milk.

I play poker every night.

Too dumb to know that Charlie Shrigley cheats.

Oh, it's just a friendly little game.

You didn't know how it is, Captain.

We didn't let you captain of this train

so as you could close your eyes to the rules.

And the rules plainly say,

there shall be no gambling of any kind whatsoever.

Or are you scared of Charlie Shrigley?

Uh, Evie, I want you to take this skillet

and use it to prepare breakfast, 'cause we're moving on.

What about my milk cow? - I'll take care of that.

When you finish with a cow,

there's a kid over at number five

wagging needs his growers changed.

Morning, Mr. Shrigley.

Well, the game's gotta stop.

More meat? - See, I figured it wasn't doing anybody

any harm, so I was looking out the way,

but now it's getting a little out of hand.

Milk. - Milk.

Yeah, sure does you good for breakfast, don't it?

Is that why you double decked brawn?

Yeah, you can call your general for all that matters to me.

To me, you're nothing but a dumb fool.

Shuffling his way up to Oregon.

Anybody don't like the cut of my game, don't have to sit in.

No, you see, the train rules say no gamble,

and that's the way it's gonna be from now on.

You got the authority to shut me down?

Leave that be.

Oh, now, Mrs. Vaughn's little kitties needs that milk.

You've got about as big as you're gonna get.

That animal's mine.

When you can prove I run a stacked game, then come back.

All right.

Vaughn, either guy's always whining.

That's him.

Then give him something to whine about.

See, Paul? - Yeah?

What can we do about Mrs. Vaughn's cow?

She's been crying a lot lately.

Mad to her old man.

You don't blame her, do you?

Just don't know what to do about it yet.

Tell you something, that striggler's meeting Rock.

You gotta whisk it along, he's around here the second this whole outfit's gonna be.

I know that, Luther, but I can't kick him off the train for playing poker now, can I?

You haven't for cheating, you can't.

I don't know he was cheating.

I just know from a fellow what lost that he was cheating.

He did, felt like that's out of shame if you want an honest game.

That's nicely put, Luther.

Captain Thorpe!

Captain Thorpe! - What?

There's an accident on wagon number 12.

Tell all of them.

Oh, and what happened?

Accident, that's all just an accident.

Cash broke loose.

Hit poor Mr. Vaughn.

Pretty expensive accident.

Small loss compared to what might have happened.

I'm just thankful it wasn't worse.

I'll bet he is too.

It's busted.

It's gonna take a while, hurt a lot.

I guess you better make camp here.

Circle 'em up.

Here, give me some of this.

Might ease the pain a bit.

This is almost worth the pain.

Pain ain't started yet.

Got another pair of printers?

Yeah, it's a freeze.

We didn't lose them in that poker game.

Ain't no more poker games.

Talk about it no more.

Will you go tend the youngin's woman

and leave me at peace here with my torment?

Well, get his shoe off.

Hold him, Andy.

All right.

Did you see it coming?

What?

Did you see the cask coming?

Of course not.

I was just walking along with it all of a sudden.

I know this ain't a pleasure to you, Mr. Vaughn,

but would you please try and lie still?

Say, Pa, you figured it'd strictly help

break that cask loose?

Oh, no.

Evan Srigley is--

He's a fine man.

Sure it ain't 'cause you called him a cheat?

Srigley wouldn't cheat.

He just--

Gotta run a look.

That's just what I was gonna say.

Maybe this'll cue you there as to gambling.

Well, let's say it tempered it somewhat.

Well, it's working so hard to wear him out just watching.

When I was a boy,

I spent four winters cutting ice in New York Harbor

and loading up boats for the Indians.

I never thought I'd ever be warm again.

Now I am warm.

You've got a light in that load.

Why?

The river's rising.

That wagon's gonna sink like a rock.

I can't leave any of my things behind the two valuables.

Corncrackers are all alike.

You gotta drag your granddaddy, your clocks,

and your pianos along Wheatley Lake, will ya?

And they will.

Well, I can make it if I spread the load, can't I?

Put some in other wagons?

Sure you can.

If you find somebody dumb enough,

they'll throw their things out and take yours.

Sprague?

You and me got something in common, you know that?

Yeah, what's that?

Ain't neither one of us know corncrackers.

We both can see they've been plowing so much

they've got more mud between their ears than they have brains.

You know something?

Know the fella like you once.

Ran himself a card game up on the Wind River rendezvous, '41.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Most of the boys that played for him got skinned pretty good.

Good card game folks usually do.

Hell, they finally got enough of it, you know.

They took the cards he'd marked,

once he'd dealt off the bottom,

held them in his mouth, and hung him.

See you, boys.

You there, Tacky?

Tacky?

I'm the roly brute.

Something sure smelled good.

Now what was that?

Sorry, there isn't any left.

Uh-huh.

You know, I was wondering whether you could both join up

for supper tonight.

Let me do that.

I truly like that, Harvin.

Honestly, I would, but I'm afraid I have a prior commitment.

No, you don't.

See, I've canceled the game.

Game?

What game?

Little game called poker.

Play with pace boards, sometimes for money.

My father doesn't gamble.

Certainly not.

Well, I'm real glad to hear that.

I mean, a man could waste his whole life

trying to fill the inside straights, how could he?

You better tighten up that belly strap.

What are you figuring we ought to have for supper?

Well, what do you usually have?

Stew.

See, that's the only thing wasted on those out of cook.

I thought we might teach you some kind of different dish.

You invited us to dinner so I could cook?

Unless you like day-olds, too.

That's the worst dinner invitation

I've ever had in my life.

Well, you're both around sick.

Did you hear that?

Did you hear that?

He squelched the game.

How close are you?

I was just going to start reeling our fish in tonight,

and now, ah, it's done.

Just like that.

Packie, you're getting old.

What?

You never would have folded your hand

and quit just like that before.

Prison takes an awful lot out of you, girl.

Shrigley took a lot from all of us.

Three years, Packie, not to mention.

I'll not hear a word about your sainted mother.

God rest her soul.

Oh, don't you see, if I was just a killing man,

I said, I'll be so simple.

You'll kill him with the cards.

How am I supposed to out-cheat Shrigley at poker

when there's no poker game?

Just get him to agree to another game.

Well, we'll still have your fine Captain Thorpe

to contend with now, won't we?

I'll occupy Captain Thorpe.

How much can we have left?

Oh, I'd suppose in the vicinity of, what, 500?

500? We started with 2,000.

Well, I had to bait the hook now, didn't I, huh?

Well, you're cutting it a little close, aren't you?

Missy, who is the professional in this organization?

What are you doing?

Hush.

There, now, doesn't that feel a bit more like 2,000 to you?

Down to the penny.

Well, here's Packie Devlin, the world's worst poker player.

Just about to grovel for the chance to lose the rest of this money.

Packie! - Hi.

I'm sorry. About saying you were getting old.

Oh, well, it only hurts when it's said without love.

Well now, Mr. Shrigley.

A lovely morning, ain't it?

Get that carpenter to make us a churn that'll hang out of the wagon.

That surely was a marvelous game you played last night.

What, you want to practically everything that the lamp we were playing by?

Yeah, some jackasses are born foolish.

Some seem to get that ways to go along.

Yeah, I noticed that.

So, you'll understand, I must be seeking some way of getting me owned back.

A day of reckoning, you might say.

A man likes to lose money. Must enjoy it.

Must?

Where's the game to be tonight?

No sense tangling with the general.

Might as well have a peaceful trip.

Anybody ask?

There ain't going to be no more poker games.

They're two thousand dollars.

I'd like to double that before I get to Oregon.

Check myself up in business proper, don't you?

Well, maybe one more game.

Sloppy, sloppy, sloppy.

I'm doing the best I can.

Well, that kind of best can get you shot.

Don't forget Fridley cheats too, and right now he's better at it than you are.

I think I just get that bend back into my fingers.

Well, you can't talk it back if you've got to practice.

Do you remember that night in Hartford when it was twelve thousand dollars in the pocket?

And I decided that gold two three man was bluffing.

Pat, you shut up and deal.

Oh, wasn't it a lovely night now?

Yes, it was.

It was also the night before you lost fifteen thousand of that Bible salesman who'd never played cards before.

Must you always remember the bitter, not the sweet?

I remember both. Now shut up and deal.

All right.

There's the sixth.

Queen.

The king.

Labor in prison, labor with harness and firewood.

I tell you, I've got the hands of a mill worker.

Here, try this on your hands.

Oh, yes now, but it's lemon oil.

Yes, that'll do my fingers a lot, but I'll feel the edges much better.

But, you know, that's not the main thrust of our problem.

Oh, I'm afraid you're right, darling.

I'm too old for this game.

I've been looking over your shoulder since I was seven.

You're the best there was and the best there is.

All you need is practice.

You're the only one that ever lost faith.

Mother never did either.

Now let's not talk about her.

Then shut up and deal.

I didn't see a thing. What have I got?

A pair of aces, a pair of eights.

Mm-hmm.

That's my daddy.

Mm-hmm.

And, Daddy, make it long and painful for Mr. Shrigley.

Put some muscle into it.

I don't know why I gotta do this. This is women's work.

Well, I'd accept that if only women ate.

How's this?

That's fine, honey. Just fine.

What do you think of that?

Beautiful. Beautiful.

What are they doing with buckshot?

You know what we supposed to do, throw rocks at 'em?

Right here. - Yeah?

Rocks. - Oh.

Knee.

Where's Patty? What do you got him doing?

Well, he's back at the wagon sprucing himself up a little bit.

After all, it isn't every night we get invited out to supper, you know.

Didn't have to go to after all.

Ain't exactly dressed my Sunday best, are we?

Well, he likes to rest after a day's march.

Read his Bible.

Read his Bible?

I didn't figure Patty fit her religious fellow.

Well, it's the moral philosophy that interests it.

You know, doing unto others and turning the other cheek, that sort of thing.

Pluck that.

Where are you going? - Oh, take a little walk.

Maybe read the Bible myself.

Have him come back here.

Back of you in there?

Back of you in there?

Pa! Pa!

That one's her bed. - What do you mean, what?

Come on, Pa, she didn't even help.

Oh. - Oh, what happened, huh?

Oh, I don't know. I was foolish to try and spit the birds myself,

but, well, William was out fetching wild onions for me.

Wild onions?

We drove through them all day. - Yeah, I remember.

Well, let me look at that. - Oh, no, it's all right.

Let me look at it.

Ain't really that bad, isn't it?

You got what you wanted, didn't you?

Well, I certainly didn't want to burn myself.

Ain't what I'm talking about. - Well, I know I was clumsy.

Margaret, I don't care what people do.

About wasting their time or spending their money.

But I will tell you something.

If Packie stays in that game with Shrigley,

one of them's going to get hurt, and it ain't Shrigley.

Well, I appreciate your concern, Captain.

Well, that's what I'm talking about.

Shrigley. - Well, I appreciate your concern, Captain Thorpe.

And if I catch my father playing P. Knuckle or Wist,

I'll just send him right over for you to spank.

Now, Packie is not playing cards with that man,

and it's unfair of you to suspect him.

Well, whatever he ain't doing,

I hope he don't get hurt doing it.

Captain Thorpe! Captain Thorpe! Captain Thorpe!

I don't even know how he got to the game.

What, what, what?

Well, I just dozed off for a minute.

And the next thing I knowed he was gone.

And now they're taking everything.

And they told me he lost the whole damn wagon.

He lost the wagon? - And the team, too.

Mandy.

That man, he's taking children's shoes.

You can't do that again! - Mandy! Mandy!

Oh! - Mandy!

Mandy! - Paul!

No.

Why are you on a lot of these people's wagon?

Not their wagon.

Whose is it? - Mine.

Sprague told me to lighten the load,

but I'm just following orders.

You won this last night? - That's right.

Mr. Thorpe, he claims he won half the space in my wagon.

And they already put a rootlet wheel in there,

and God knows what all inboxes.

How'd you sneak back in that game?

I was just trying to win back the cow

so Effie would shut up, stop it sniffling.

Didn't I tell you it was going to be no gambling?

I'm telling you it's none of your business.

There's going to be nobody taking nobody's wagons,

and since there ain't no gambling,

gambling debts don't hold true.

Annie, get the cow, give it back to Mrs. Vaughn.

You fellas load all this back on a wagon. Now move on.

Mrs. Sprague,

you're not going to shoot another man, are you?

Don't sit on him.

Don't wait, boys.

Like I said, get the stuff on the wagon,

so let's go try it.

Effie, are you going to hit ever rock queen here in Oregon?

I want to try.

Captain of the train.

I ain't no captain of no train.

I ain't leaving them, I ain't following them.

You know, all they want is a whippin' boy.

Something goes wrong.

Go ahead, I hope you don't think you stopped that bushwatcher from carrying on his car again.

I sure slowed him down a little, didn't I?

All you did was make him mad.

I stopped him from putting his things in other people's wagons.

Oh, and now he's got to prove you ain't bluffed him out.

What do you want me to do? Arrest all them card players?

Arrest them? You can't even find a game.

All right, gentlemen.

Feel me.

Raise your 20.

$20?

You ain't going to welcome General Thorpe into a pike again, are you?

These cards ain't worth 20 cents, much less the deluxe rate.

All right, all right, I'll stay.

If I was your wife, I'd break the other leg.

You are the sorriest card player I ever did see.

Now, wait a minute, Evan.

I mean, I might just have the goods.

Oh, man.

Well, he ain't the only one who's going to be sorry tonight.

Break them a week.

I ate some.

Oh, I asked him.

What do you got, corncracker?

That beats me.

Well, I figured you for a full health.

Look at him nod.

The game is one half known what you play

and the other half known who.

Pretty good blood.

You ever do this to live him?

Could be.

Oh, is this your business then?

I'm Republican.

What has politics got to do with playing poker?

A Republican is a saloon keeper.

You run a saloon?

Whisking cards are going to get it like fish and water.

Or like the fish and the worm.

All right, gentlemen.

What's your pleasure?

Cover that and raise your 200.

Hmm, that's 400 coming at you, General.

I'm going to double it.

Call.

I'll see that if you gentlemen will be gracious enough

to accept a piece of my paper to lame up the floors with you.

No paper.

You're either in or out.

You fellas know you got over $5,000 in that pot.

Mr. Devlin's got quite an investment in this game.

That's his problem.

Well, I'll cover his paper.

Spoken like a true gentleman, sir.

There.

600.

And the wrist's covered by me bond.

I'll call your bet, Mr. Thorpe.

You're going to hate me for this, Packie.

Well, I, uh...

I don't know quite how you done it.

But you done it.

How did he go?

He cheated me.

Of course he cheated you.

Shrigley always cheats.

Not Shrigley.

Thorpe.

Evan Thorpe cheated me.

Shrigley!

What?

Rotten!

Shrigley!

Shrigley!

I want to kill you!

You're trying to.

Andrew?

Let go of me.

I'm going to let go of you.

You're going to kill me, man.

Andrew?

I guess you're going to be alone.

That did it.

Get off me, you woman.

Just get out of there.

Say you need any help, Pa?

I'll let you know.

What was that all about?

You cheated my father.

Of course I did.

That was some game.

Between me and Shrigley and your old man,

there weren't three cars left at the top of the deck all night.

We planned this for three years,

and you've ruined it in one hour.

You ever thought about telling me the truth?

Would you like to take a shot at that?

Charlie Shrigley is the man who proved to my father

that honesty is the way to prison.

You see, Packie got this job.

It was his first totally honest job.

Running this big saloon in St. Louis.

He loved it, and everybody loved him.

He was happy because it was on the up and up.

Well, it hasn't always been like that with Packie.

Is that a fact?

There was only one problem.

The games were rigged.

And guess who went to prison for it?

Packie. How long?

Two years.

Two years of breaking rock with common criminals.

Shrigley set him up?

Without even knowing him or even meeting him.

He just needed a front.

It took us a year to find him.

And you think you're gonna get even by taking his money?

Oh, no.

We'll never be even with Charlie Shrigley.

See, while Packie was away, my mother died.

She just went to bed one night and never got up.

I guess she was too lost and lonely without him.

You could have told me all that before.

Well, it wasn't any of your business.

I was trying to stop your daddy from getting his head blown off.

Are you sure that was it?

Or did you just want to stop the game anyway?

You could in pocket a nice little piece of change in the bargain.

You get your money when we get to Oregon.

Well, that'll be too late.

Shrigley's turning off at Fort Laramie.

He's going to California.

Good.

Good night, mister.

Sleep well.

Company coming since we ought to be able to cross the river.

Right about there.

What company?

Lutz Trapper's headed east.

We ought to run into him by the night.

Corp? - Yeah.

We can play again in my tent tonight.

Play what?

A man wins $2,000 from me wants to know what we're going to play.

You're a funny fellow, General.

That game died a natural death last night.

Let us stay buried.

You can't suck up all the gravy and hog it all to yourself.

That's no way to gamble.

Ain't going to be any gambling, so it doesn't matter, does it?

Let's get moving.

Get off with it.

Hold!

Hello. - Hello.

I didn't know anyone else was here.

Well, excuse me. I didn't know I was disturbing you.

Oh, no, that's all right. Don't go.

Why not?

Well, I wanted to talk with you.

What about?

Well, I'm afraid I wasn't very ladylike last night.

No bones broke?

Nothing chewed too badly?

It was looking where my children was there to protect me.

You're very lucky to have such a fine family.

Mm-hmm.

What the hell?

Margaret?

Now, Mr. Everett, Margaret.

It pains me to say this,

but you are the most deceitful woman I've ever met.

Now, it pains me to say that.

Evan, Evan, do you remember who I grew up with?

Oh, yeah?

Well, life with Packie is more play-acting than real, you know.

Oh, I know that.

But what you said to me last night about telling the truth,

well, that's stayed with me ever since.

Are we telling the truth now? Is this the truth?

Absolutely.

Margaret, just exactly what are you after?

Evan, we've got to have one more game.

I knew it.

Please, Packie can't live like this with this awful humiliation.

I knew you would have to live all the way along.

Please, Evan, one more game.

And let us have a state to play it, and then it'll all be over.

It'll be over because Packie will be dead.

Now, let's see if Packie wins.

He will win.

If Packie wins, he will die.

Trigley is a killer.

He won't get into a poker game and let people win money off him like that

and just ride away without it.

We can handle that, really.

With what?

I won't say this again.

No more poker games.

What?

Evan.

What?

Well, I came here to get the state.

That's the truth.

Uh-huh.

But the kiss.

Well, that was all mine.

And it was real.

There he is, hungry.

Why is your cooking this up, Horatio?

I can't, Pa.

It's right.

Huh?

Oh, come on.

You're the best cook on this wagon train.

How'd that happen?

Them.

Do you do that to our food?

Do what?

That tarantula.

Well, if it's on my shirt, I'll just brush them off.

And he lifted the lid and crawled in the pot and sat on the stew.

Well, I couldn't tell you how he got in there.

You know, funny things happen out here all the time.

A lady a few wagons back found a rattlesnake and a flower barrel.

A thing like that happened to your little girl.

It'd be awful, wouldn't it?

This kind of thing's gonna happen all the way to Laramie, ain't it?

Until one of us gives in.

Well, I can't say that it'd stop at Laramie for us as that goes.

Come here.

You go and tell us Fridley.

He's got his self-poker down.

Well, he knew that.

It's just a matter of time.

Margaret?

You got your steak.

What changed your mind?

Among other things, a nasty-looking tarantula.

Now, one condition.

Anything.

No cheating.

Compliments of Captain Thorpe.

Marvelous.

One thing.

Anything.

No cheating.

I'll raise you 50.

Oh, come on.

I'm quiet.

What are you trying to do?

Bluff your way into another hand?

Oh, there's no bluff this time.

I see it.

Now, what you got?

There you be.

Good deal, Peggy.

Well, now, the hour is late, and the game is slow.

Not late enough.

Keep playing.

Until when?

Can I say it's over?

Do you get even?

That might take a while.

Who asked you?

As I was saying, this'll be a faster game.

Seven cards stud, pot sticks.

Um, who can take my IOU?

Don't even think it.

Do big corn crackers.

No limit on raises.

Hit high, Mr. Shrigley.

Ten dollars.

Raise you two hundred.

I'm in.

Jack.

You're still high, Mr. Shrigley.

Ten dollars.

Don't get overconfident.

I'll meet that.

And raise it five hundred.

Five hundred? You can't do that.

You like them rules well back.

I never played a game like this before.

More's the pity.

Are you gonna stick, Shrigley?

Give it to me.

You know they ain't gonna like this one bit.

They're gonna like it a lot less if I lose all this.

You asked for the game. What's going wrong?

You figure out, I can't.

Are you gonna stick, Shrigley?

I'm in.

Jack.

That's going to cost you five hundred more.

How much you got in this pot, you and me?

Big shut up.

Honey.

These bluffs are dope.

Pretty expensive way to find out, isn't it?

Call 'em.

No more raises, gentlemen.

Oh, but where's your sporting blood?

Just shut up and show us what you got.

Enjoy it slowly.

I saw that, Peggy.

Pulled lace out of the sleeve.

You saw that?

He's mine.

All right, gentlemen.

I want you to turn your backs.

You're gonna take ten paces, turn and fire.

I'll do the counting for you.

Ready?

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

Peggy!

Oh, Peggy!

Oh, Peggy.

Oh, Peggy.

Oh, Peggy.

Lord giveth, Lord taketh away, we all know that.

Ash dashes and dust to dust, that's the way it's always been.

Ain't too many folks that have a kind word to say about a man who got shot

because he cheated in a card game.

But old Peggy Devlin, well, he never took an ace out of his sleeve

without a laugh or a joke.

I'd rather be took by him than any man ever knew.

So just let's hope the Lord's in a card-playing mood.

Well, better get moving.

There's a lot of miles to cover.

Give me a hand.

Easy.

Easy.

Andy, put the kids on the wagon.

Thorpe? - What? - Where is it?

Where's what? - My money.

It was on the table when you finished playing last night.

Well, it's not there now, and we've searched every wagon.

You know, sure, I'm sick of hearing about your money,

and so is everybody else on this train.

Well, you don't understand. It's not my money.

And when I get to San Francisco without it,

there's some people here who are going to kill me.

Ah, don't go.

Where do I go if I don't have the money?

What about back to St. Louis?

Somebody's waiting for you there, too.

That's right. - Turn south.

And what south? - Trail of Santa Fe.

Well, General, you did it to me.

I don't know how, but you did.

But one of these days, we'll have another game.

Well, I never...

Let's see if the wagons are ready to roll.

Who's that? - As you say, Captain Thorpe.

That was the loveliest funeral I ever heard.

I wept. I was that touched.

Hey, we won! We won! - Isn't it, darling?

When are we leaving?

Oh, Daddy, I...

Dammit, now I am going to cry.

Packie, I'm not going back to St. Louis with you.

I'm waiting, though.

You're going to get that fireman arrogant

and spoil those lovely dealers' hands, aren't you?

Daddy, I've just got to see what it's like.

I'll keep an eye on it, Daddy.

I'm sure you will.

I expect that's why she's going.

Well, let's see. Have I got something here for you?

Ah, yes. The light one.

Tell me something, young fella.

Your own gift for the cards.

How did you do it?

How did you out-deal, Packie Devlin?

Well, you see, my own daddy, Neil, got shot in Pennsylvania.

He dealt just about the dirtiest dick on the Erie Canal.

You have your father's blessing.

Rest in peace, Daddy.

Shh.

Kinda dusty, the earth beneath my feet

Kinda dusty as I ride through the burning heat

With the help of God in this mountain man

I have a dream where the sun goes down

The Willamette Valley's calling me

'Cause I'm Oregon bound