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Everything's gonna...

be all right.

Looks like they overlooked you.

What am I gonna do?

I sure can't leave you here.

But if I take you back to the wagon train,

you're not gonna win any popularity contests there, either.

You see, we were visited by some cousins of yours.

That's right. Blackfeet.

And they did us no good at all.

You know, picking up little red orphans,

that's a little bit out of my line.

You might grow up one day and take my scalp

just to show me how grateful you are.

Oh, you think that's funny, do you?

All right. You win.

We'll take you back to the wagon train

and just place you in Major Adams' lap.

He's the one that makes the decisions around here.

It's gonna be all right.

Well, Major, after what you're heard,

you're still gonna let her stay?

I knew what she was the minute she joined up with us!

Widow! Husband killed by a drunken cowhand!

Why, no decent woman would have a wagon full of them fancy dresses!

Spangles and doodads all over them!

Sairy and I knew what she was,

even if she fooled you, Major!

She's the kind that gets along by fooling menfolk.

She's a corrupting influence on this whole train!

Well, Sairy Hogg, I didn't realize that you's so easy corrupted.

I can take care of myself, Seth Adams.

I'm thinking of the innocent little children we've got with us,

how they can be influenced by the very presence of a woman like that,

how they can... How their little minds

can be tainted and warped by her!

Ma'am, that ain't true at all.

Kitty ain't nothin' like you been sayin'!

She's a wonderful dancer, and all us fellas

would give our eyeteeth just to get a smile from her.

All right. All right, Slim.

Major.

Yes, Missus... uh, Miss Angel.

I own my own wagon, and I pay my own way,

and unlike some people, I mind my own business.

Now, if I promise to stay away from the little children,

can I go on with you to San Francisco?

Sonny, where did you know Missus... Miss Angel from?

I didn't mean to blab, Kit.

Just runnin' into the train and seein' you here,

I-I was so darn glad to see you again

that I-I just run off at the mouth,

not knowin' that them two old crows would...

Answer the Major, Slim.

I knew her in a lot of places.

I-I just kept runnin' into her.

SAIRY: Why, of course he knew her in a lot of places.

Women like that don't stay put.

They get asked to leave,

like she's gonna be asked right now!

Now, just a galdarn minute, Mrs. Hogg.

So far, she's behaved herself since she's been on this train.

Now, if she stays to herself, as she's promised...

As I've been doing.

Yes, you have.

Then what's the harm in letting her stay?

What's the harm?

That's what I said, what's the harm?

You're asking me what's the harm in lettin' her stay!

What about our menfolks that's unattached,

and even some of them that's said their vows!

I wouldn't put it past 'em to succumb to temptation when it's put before 'em,

as it no doubt will be!

They're safe.

Isn't it about time for you to start supper?

All I gotta do is peel spuds.

Why don't you go peel 'em, then! Yes, sir.

Safe, huh?

I reckon they will be. Bunch of clunks.

My boy ain't gonna drive her no more!

We don't want her kind of money!

That's exactly right!

Howdy, Wooster. Howdy.

What's going on over there?

It's a convention of old battle axes.

You got here just in time to cast your vote.

It's time to take this thing to a vote, Major,

since you find it so hard to make up your mind!

Mrs. Hogg, I made up my mind a long time ago,

the first time I read the Constitution of the United States,

where it says nobody is guilty until they're proven guilty.

And as far as I know, this woman has bothered nobody on this train.

It also says in the Constitution that people have the right to vote,

and the way they vote proves what they want!

MAJOR ADAMS: All right.

We'll take a vote.

Everybody that's in favor of her leaving this train,

raise your hands.

Well, Miss Kitty, it looks to me like...

Hold on, now, hold on!

There might be some folks around here wants to vote agin' that motion,

if it is a motion, just for the record.

All right,

we'll take a vote,

just for the record.

Those that would like her to stay with the train, raise your hands.

Four votes, just for the record.

Bill.

Kitty, just ask me to cut out my tongue, and I'll be glad to.

It's a little late for that.

I guess we'll have to send her there now.

Major, how soon before I have to go?

Well, Miss Angel,

the only settlement anywheres around here is a military post.

It's about a day's ride north of here,

and I don't know if they'll take a single woman in.

Fort Sonora. I've passed through there.

I've passed through there. They won't.

Anyway, I've lost my driver,

and I'm not strong enough to drive myself.

I'll pay anything to stay.

I'll keep to myself, if that's what they want.

Or I'll help the women.

I can cook. I can sew.

I'll look after the kids.

She ain't lookin' after any of my young 'uns!

We voted her out, Major!

MAN: That's right, we did!

Yes, you did.

You voted her out into hunger and thirst

and rain and drought and wild beasts all by herself.

FLINT: And maybe the Sioux on the rampage.

Sioux? Sioux?

Yeah, Sioux.

I got a little one here just to show it can happen.

The Sioux killed its relatives, its family.

I guess that's who they were. It's a Shawnee.

I found it crying, so I thought I'd better bring it along.

The only other thing I could do would be

to leave it to face rain and hunger and thirst and drought and wild beasts.

Now, you now I'm not against killin' Injuns,

but I never started with a baby yet.

Well, who's gonna take care of him, if it's a him!

As a matter of fact, Major, he was hungry,

so I didn't stop to classify him.

You're the wagon master here,

you're the one that keeps tabs of the people.

No, no, no.

You get all... You get all the necessary...

He just sips right out of that hole.

McCullough, come back here!

Some of you women are gonna have to play mama to this kid

till we run into some Shawnees, that's all there is to it.

Major, I'd like to.

No, Cassie.

Oh, Ben, it's a helpless little baby.

It's an Injun.

You know we lost our Benji in that Blackfoot raid a couple of months back.

Cassie ain't takin' care of no Injun baby.

But Ben...!

I guess I understand how Ben Holden feels,

but... after all, this is...

just a kid!

I don't care whether it's red or white or what color!

Some of you women that are mothers...!

It's because we're mothers

that we ain't takin' in no little Indian brat!

Major, I'm not a mother,

so maybe I'm colorblind...

but I'll take care of the baby

if you'll let me go on with the train.

SAIRY: It's a trick!

It's a trick!

She ain't supposed to take care of this kid!

If she's willing to take care of this kid,

that settles both of my problems.

She'll stay on the train, 'least ways till we get to a town,

since that's what you all want,

then we'll drop 'em off.

Now, shut up! Be quiet!

I'll have you people know that I'm the one

that's supposed to be runnin' this train,

and if any of you don't think I'm gonna run it,

then you'd better step out of the line right now!

Well, since my boy ain't gonna drive her,

how's she gonna take care of the baby

and still keep up with the train?

I'll find a driver for her, that's all.

I'll, uh...

I'll do the driving for her!

And I don't reckon none of you scandal-mongerin' biddies

can pin nothin' onto us,

seein' as how I'm pushin' 80!

And I... I ain't scared of Injuns, much.

Not... not when they're this little, anyhow,

so I-I feel all safe and sound.

There. There you be.

Anything I could do, Kitty?

Haven't you done enough?

Hey, kootchie kootchie kootchie kootchie!

Where's the baby, Papa?

Oh, shut up!

What are you grinnin' about?

I guess I'm just a happy fella.

So the Sioux are out raiding again, huh?

They're feelin' their oats. Too bad.

What are you doin' sittin' here?

Just admiring that little family group over there.

Go on out here and do your job, galdurn it!

All right, Pop.

Ohh!

♪ Rock-a-bye baby in the treetop ♪

It's hungry.

What do we do for milk?

We got a herd with the train, you know.

I reckon I can beg, borrow, or steal some.

Well, how do we feed it?

I mean, will it drink out of a cup?

Well, maybe.

I couldn't rightly say.

You know, Miss Kitty, we're forgettin' somethin'.

You know, baby's need changin' once in a while.

Diapers!

What do we do for diapers?

Anything white ought to do.

Have you got... Maybe got a petticoat?

They're all colored and they're all silk.

Well... reckon they'll have to do.

I'll go undress the baby.

He might be real proud of wearin' silk.

Might even spoil him.

Him?

We got us a little Shawnee brave here.

Cute little devil.

Mr. Finch, how do you fold a diaper?

Stop that racket!

Go get that box!

That little Indian brat will keep us up all night with his yellin'!

Oughta see that poor gal in there tryin' to feed that kid.

How's she doin' it?

With a tin cup. That's all she's got.

He can't take it that way. He's much too young.

I know. That's what I tried to tell her.

Your white sweater, Ben... I washed it today.

Cassie, what are you gonna do?

I'm sorry to disobey you, Ben,

but I'm going over to the enemy.

Don't let her worry you, boy. It'll be all right.

Oh, h-he doesn't want anymore.

Oh.

What's he cryin' about?

Well, he takes in air with his milk.

He probably has a little colic.

Soon as it comes up.

Was that him?

He'll feel a lot better now.

Ten easy lessons in how to be a mother.

What else do I have to know?

Quite a lot.

A baby's a chore, but a happy one.

I'll be around to help you.

The train won't like that.

Then they'll just have to lump it.

And your husband this afternoon?

Not that I blame him, not after I knowed that beautiful kid you...

Well, Ben is a good man.

He'll come to understand.

And I just have to keep busy so's I won't keep remembering.

Taking care of a baby's what I'm used to.

He's asleep!

Aah.

He hasn't got any worries. Lucky kid.

Milk man's here!

BOTH: Shh!

You know, I...

I been thinkin' that we ought to give him a name.

How about Buck?

That's what he's gonna grow up to be anyway.

It's got to have a sort of an Injun sound.

Let's see now.

Mr. McCullough brought him to us...

well, Saturday.

Yes.

Saturday!

And he's yours... Angel.

That'd be a lovely name. Sure!

Saturday Angel.

Saturday Angel.

Wagons, ho!

We're makin' camp here.

How's Saturday been?

Well, he's been a little fretful.

You know, he wouldn't take his milk this mornin'.

Oh, well, sometimes they fret for no good reason at all.

Just look at that diaper.

Ha ha! Did you ever see anything like it?

Looks like it was one of her uniforms!

Looks like he's got spotted fever!

You know, it might be a good idea to boil the milk from now on

and maybe add a little syrup to it.

They're just like us. They get tired of the same food all the time.

He don't take his milk?

He's perfectly all right, Mrs. Hogg.

All children get persnickety over their food.

Mine don't, unless'n they're sick.

What's all them spots all over his belly?

Why, I noticed 'em this morning,

but I thought it was from all the heat we've been having.

I'm sure it is. My little one used to have it.

Or maybe it's diaper rash.

Or it's measles.

And if it is, it's gonna spread.

My kids had it, but there must be folks on this train ain't,

and they's the ones could sicken.

Looks like the Injun kid's got some kind of plague.

What's it look like to you?

It looks like it's catchin'!

We ought to warn the wagon train.

Well, it's measles or scarlet fever or somethin'.

That's what comes of lettin' dirt like that join up with us.

I don't much mind what you call me,

but you keep your nasty tongue off my baby.

Your baby? That filthy little sick Injun?

He's not filthy, and he's not sick.

You're a worthless, brazen-face baggage!

Take it easy. Take it easy.

Aaaahhhh!

MAN: All right, Kitty! Look out, Kitty!

Whamp her good, Miss Kitty, whamp her good!

Ohh!

MAN: Come on, Kitty, give it to her!

Major!

The Sioux are on their way here.

I managed to jump a ravine and get a head start on 'em.

It's about that kid I picked up. There's some kind of ruckus...

What about that kid? They want the papoose.

Seems his father was a Shawnee chief

the Sioux have had a grudge against for a long time.

They managed to kill the chief in the raid, but they overlooked the son.

One of them spotted me picking him up, so they're coming to collect him.

What for?

Sioux believe that their own dead won't rest

until they have complete vengeance.

Ohh, Indians!

Do you think it was a war party? No.

No, but there's enough of them to give you plenty of trouble if you decide to fight.

Major!

You guys missed it! You missed it!

What? A catfight! A what?

Catfight... Kitty Angel and Sairy Hogg.

Greatest fight I ever saw.

Ohh, more trouble. Well, who won?

Well, Sairy's got a bloody nose.

Old Sam's tryin' to stop it.

She's got a black eye too,

and I saw a couple of teeth layin' around.

Holy mackerel!

What's the matter? Were you in it?

No, but I thought mine were loose a minute.

Any damage to Miss Angel?

Got her hair kind of mussed up a little bit, that's all.

Ohh! She started it!

She hit me first 'cause I told her that kid was sick!

Sick? He's all over spots!

You folks go on back to your wagons.

Now, you hold still. Cassie, will he take it?

Oh, he's awfully fretful.

What's this I hear about the baby bein' sick?

Oh, it's nothin' but a little rash.

Maybe I'd better take a look at him.

Excuse me, old-timer.

Surely, surely, surely.

Well, let's see this little feller.

Cassie...

Ben was lookin' for you out there to get his supper.

Maybe you'd better go. Oh, all right.

Here, Cass, I'll do that.

I-I'll be back after supper, Kitty.

And, Cassie, uh...

if we need you again, I'll send for you.

Oh, all right.

It's about time you start your fire too, isn't it, old pop?

I don't need... I got... I got...

Miss Kitty, uh...

McCullough just rode in.

He tells me that the Sioux are comin' to pick up this baby.

Huh? What for?

Well, after all, he's an Indian.

Maybe they want to raise him their way.

Yes, but he's from an Indian tribe.

Mr. McCullough said...

They want to murder him.

No, Major. No.

I may be all the things Miss Hogg called me,

but I don't help kill babies.

They can't have him.

They may start a fight.

No. He's little and sick and helpless.

Nobody's gonna take him from me.

Nobody. No. No.

Even if we're lucky enough to drive 'em off

and save the baby for you, Miss Kitty,

may end up him killing you.

You don't know how I hate to tell you this.

That's not just a rash on his belly.

That's smallpox.

Smallpox?

Smallpox!

Smallpox!

He says it's smallpox!

Smallpox!

Ethel! Smallpox! Smallpox!

Smallpox!

Smallpox!

Smallpox!

He says the Injun baby has smallpox!

Smallpox!

Cassie!

She won't know what to do, Ben.

Obadiah won't either. I gotta help 'em.

Nobody can do anything about smallpox.

Cassie, I can't afford to lose you too.

I'd... I'd just die. You'll stay here.

It's smallpox. It's a killer!

I seen it back in Ohio!

50 people nearly died from it!

And them that didn't die... Mrs. Parker!

Now, you shut your mouth, or I'm gonna shut it for you!

What are you gonna do now?

The first thing I'm gonna do is clamp down on anybody

that tries to start a panic on this train.

You understand that? I told you not to take him in. Now you got to get rid of him!

FLINT: Major!

I tried again, Major, but they want that kid.

What do you mean they want the kid?

I mean here they are.

Who chief here?

I chief.

We want papoose.

You no give, we take.

You no... no take papoose... unless I say so,

so don't you get tough.

Papoose sick.

Maybe him not too sick.

We'll see about that.

You come with me. I show you. Here.

Well, that'll take care of him.

And with him gone,

the Major will have no excuse for keeping her with the train!

Yeah.

Oh.

Papoose in wagon.

What do you want?

Chief say baby sick.

All right.

We make well.

You leave him alone!

You're not going...!

It's all right. Don't worry.

All right, folks, come on up to my wagon, all of you.

Flint, go back and get the rest of 'em, will you, please?

What are you going to do, Obadiah?

First thing I'm gonna do is finish dishing out my stew.

After that, I'm gonna eat it.

You finish, come on down, will ya?

Yeah.

Mr. Finch, what'll we do?

The first thing you're gonna do

is start calling me Obadiah.

Next thing you're gonna do is eat some of this here stew.

Come on, now. I couldn't.

Come on, look here, it's got everything in it, including my thumb.

It'll keep your strength up

so you can take good care of him.

What must I do for him?

The first thing you do is to keep him clean,

and I'll get you some cold water and you can sponge him off,

you know, when the fever hits him.

Will I get it?

Aw, shucks, I don't know.

Some gets it, and some don't.

We just have to take our chances, that's all.

Oh, no... no, you mustn't stay with us.

You're not as young as you were.

No.

No, I surely ain't.

Yes, very few of us is.

Not even little Saturday here.

I'd better...

I'd better get out there 'cause Seth,

they're holding kind of a powwow, you know,

on what they're gonna do with us.

And I'd better get ready to spit in some folks' eyes.

♪ Down in the valley ♪

♪ The valley so low ♪

♪ Hang your head over ♪

♪ Hear the wind blow ♪

Just a minute! Hold on, will ya? Talk one at a time!

You seen that Injun!

He burnt his own hand after he touched the kid!

That's how scared he was!

Listen, this time you've got to get rid of him,

or this time they're gonna kill us!

Now, there's nothing to decide!

We leave 'em here and we go on!

MAN: That's right! No!

No! That's... That's cruel! That's murder!

If we leave 'em here, they'll die!

Hold on! Hold your horses just a minute now!

I-I thought of a way out of this here dilemma.

Why don't you shoot 'em...

hang 'em... poison 'em?

That would get them out of their troubles,

and would also solve everything for this here wagon train.

You're an old fool, Obadiah Finch!

Sure. Sure I am.

But that's just one jump ahead of being a young fool.

Now, you, if you desert us,

you know, them Injuns might get over being scared after a while,

Then they might come in to us

and settle things in their own way.

And their way...

ain't a pleasant way.

You said "us." You stayin' with 'em?

Well, somebody's got to do the drivin'.

But you'll die too!

Sure I'll die.

So will you.

And you... and you...

and you... and him and her

and the whole doggone passel of you!

We all die when our time comes.

That being the case...

I ain't takin' no chances,

'cause I ain't gonna die with a sin on my soul

of having deserted to poor, helpless critters when they needed me.

♪ Down in the valley ♪

♪ The valley so low ♪

♪ Hang your head over ♪

♪ Hear the wind blow ♪

♪ Roses love sunshine ♪

♪ Violets love dew ♪

♪ Angels in heaven ♪

♪ Know I love you ♪

Hear that?

Hear that?

She's got a pretty voice, ain't she?

Yeah, yeah. Mighty pretty.

You know, when she heard tell

that poor little Injun baby was sick,

she never raised that voice of her'n once

to ask what she could do to save her own skin.

Well...

when you've made up your minds what you're gonna do,

let me know, will you?

Just a minute, Obadiah.

Yep?

They're gonna stay with the train.

That's how it's gonna be!

They can stay a hundred yards or so behind the rest of us.

I'm sure that far back, none of you will catch anything.

We'll leave supplies for 'em on the trail for 'em every morning.

Bill, Charlie.

Make sure there's milk and bread for that kid,

and anything else they need.

Be a pleasure. That's all.

Obadiah, you keep that distance I told you

so we won't rile up these folks any more than they're already riled up.

Don't you worry none.

I'll keep my distance...

for more reasons than one.

Thank you.

Thank you. By Jingo, you're a man.

Hey.

Obadiah, he's burnin' up!

Well, that's the way the sickness goes.

What are they gonna do with us?

Well, they're gonna let us stay with the train, all right,

only, just so we won't have to associate

with that passel of plastered saints,

I'm gonna just drive a mite behind, that's all.

Oh, I'll go and get you a bucket of water

so you can sponge the little feller off.

Miss Kitty, breakfast is now ready.

Shh. He's sleeping.

Finally.

Have a hard night?

Well, you must have heard him.

He sure can yell, my poor little Saturday.

Obadiah, I'm not hungry...

but if Major Adams left us coffee, I'll kiss him...

if I ever get close enough!

Heh heh!

Looks like you've let yourself in for a kiss.

Good!

Make it good and strong, will you?

It'll chase this headache of mine away.

That's the...

that's the only way I know how to make coffee...

Strong enough to eat your innards out.

It...

ain't no good otherwise.

Oh, they... they left a letter here

when they left the grub.

I, uh, read it to myself before,

now I'll... I'll read it to you.

"Darling Kitty, Obadiah,

"and darling Saturday,

"my thoughts and fond hopes are always with you,

"and I pray for you constantly.

"My dearest love..." uh...

"Cassie Holden."

Ah, that's sweet.

Oh, Cassie.

Now, she's a good woman.

Yeah.

Coffee's fine.

Doesn't seem to warm me up, though.

Must be this wind.

I'll get you a shawl.

No, don't you do that!

'Aye.

You just take it easy, now.

You have a good, long sleep tonight

'cause I'm gonna look after everything.

Oh, I'll be all right.

You know something?

This is the first time in my life I've had to mind a kid.

My brother Jimmy took care of me back home in Scranton

'cause there were 11 of us,

and everybody took care of everybody else but me.

Jimmy did that.

He sure was a sweet brother to me.

You know something? I talk too much.

No, you don't. I like to hear you talk.

Well, my pop was a coal miner.

Oh, he worked hard.

He died hard too.

Coal dust in his lungs.

And, you know, and then ma sort of went to pieces,

so Jimmy had to be both papa and mama to me.

Do you ever hear from him?

Yeah.

He came to a place I was workin' once.

He saw me.

Left without finishin' his drink.

Yeah.

Look here, how 'bout... how 'bout some more coffee?

My ma married again. Another miner.

Only this one drank.

Well, I stood it as long as I could, then I lit out.

What was I? Sixteen?

So, here I am...

taking care of a sick little baby nobody wants.

And I'd better go see to him.

Thanks, Obadiah.

Ooh.

I'm dizzy.

Must... must be from sitting in the sun

and blabbing about my sad, sad past.

Well, easy does it.

Easy does it, Kitty.

There... there you are. Up she goes.

He'll need feedin' when he wakes up.

Yeah.

I... I hope he takes it this time.

They left us milk?

Plenty.

Now I'm hot.

I...

I might have known I couldn't help catching it.

Obadiah...

you really got your work cut out for you now.

I don't mind.

I'll go and get the milk.

Dear Lord and Master,

you know, I ain't never asked you for much,

but you know, Lord, I'm an old man now,

long past my... my three score and ten...

but if you could just please, sir,

if it's your will, just grant me one...

One more favor before you take me,

just let me stay here a little longer

'cause this poor child...

This poor child and that little baby,

they need me, Lord.

They need me to help 'em,

so, in helpin' 'em, Lord,

I'm carryin' out your will, sir.

Just spare me for just a little bit longer, will you?

Thank you, sir.

Thank you very much, sir.

Amen.

Obadiah, how are you?

Hello, Major.

Don't... don't come no closer.

You know, Obadiah,

Wooster tells me I'm too galdarn ornery to catch the smallpox.

He doesn't know that I had it when I was a kid.

I thought you might be wondering

why I went by that... that cutoff to Moose Creek this morning,

so I wanted to come over and tell you.

There's no doctor there. Oh.

I sent Bill Hawks out and had him check.

How are things here?

Well, Miss Kitty, she come down with it last week.

Oh, good Lord.

How 'bout the boy?

Well, the boy had it, you know.

He seems to be getting over it...

I mean, the worst is over,

but I don't know about them things.

You know, Cassie Holden has been just dyin'

to come back here and help.

I think I might let her do it.

No, don't you do that.

Don't you let her come near us.

This here is the most dangerous time.

Sit down, Obadiah.

You got your rifle with you?

Sure I have. I've got two of 'em.

Plenty of ammunition? Ammunition?

I reckon so, yeah. Why?

Well...

McCullough tells me that the Sioux are still on our trail.

They may jump us.

Aah, let 'em come! We'll give 'em what-for!

All right. You just fire one shot, and we'll come a-runnin'.

Thank you, Major.

Thank you for the warning.

Oh, if you'll excuse me, please,

I-I got to go see to the baby.

Jimmy'll take care of you. Jimmy'll take care of you. Jimmy'll take care of you.

That's Saturday, Kitty.

Lean back and rest yourself now.

Take it easy, honey.

Saturday?

Saturday? Satur...?

Mmm-hmm.

Obadiah.

What I been sayin'?

Oh, nothin' much.

You just been kind of ramblin' on, that's all.

Everything's all right. Now, just take it easy, honey.

How sick am I?

You ain't hale, that's for sure.

But I... I can't be sick.

I gotta take care of Saturday.

Saturday... Saturday's gettin' better, though.

Yeah, he... he's all right now.

Sound... sounds like he's hungry.

How long I been out of my head?

'Bout a week, I think.

Well, but don't you worry.

I'm taking care of everything. Don't you worry about nothin'.

Yes, but...

what if you get sick?

What happens then?

Honey...

don't you worry about me.

I-I'm as strong as a horse, see,

and 'sides, I got...

I got an arrangement gonna take care of me.

Who with?

Powerful fella.

A mighty powerful fella.

Obadiah...

could I have my baby?

Why, surely.

Come on. Come on, honey. Come on.

Take it easy.

♪ You're just a poor ♪

♪ Wayfarin' stranger ♪

♪ Travelin' through ♪

♪ This world of woe ♪

Can you hear that?

Yeah, she sure can sing, can't she?

I wasn't talking 'bout the singin'.

Come on, let's go.

Bill, get some more men.

It's all right, honey.

You like stealin' babies, do you?

Well, let's see how you like stealin' lead.

My little angel, nobody's gonna hurt you.

Obadiah, you take care of yourself.

We're fine!

Don't you fret, Miss Kitty, don't you fret!

I'm taking care of you.

Yes.

No, no, no, no.

Everything all right here?

Oh, thank you, Major, everything's all right.

That's my man.

Miss Kitty.

They're both completely recovered.

There's no reason to be afraid.

Doc, would you mind waiting for us in the buggy?

Kitty! Cassie!

Cassie.

You don't have to leave us now.

No, I know.

Major Adams said we could go on with the train...

but the sign says "Welcome."

If you behave yourself. It says that too.

I read it.

You look wonderful, Kitty,

and so does Saturday.

You keepin' him?

Well, I think we've sort of earned each other.

Where'll he be while you're "working"?

With me, all the time.

SAIRY: That'll be a fine life, even for an Injun.

He'll have a good life. You can be sure of that.

I betcha she won't be any more welcome here

than she was on the train.

The women of this town don't want a woman like her.

WOMAN: Look at her face!

WOMAN: Those pockmarks!

Obadiah.

Put it on.

Oh, Cassie.

Cassie, don't.

Listen, you know, Dr. Bisbee told me

they need a dressmaker in town.

I sew real well.

We're gonna get along fine.

Bye-bye.

I, uh...

I don't know how to say goodbye to you, Obadiah.

All day I been...

I been tryin' to find the words, and...

they just won't come.

Oh.

You... you be happy in California.

We'll be thinkin' about you.

Why should I go to California?

I don't know nobody out there.

What am I gonna need in California?

Need?

So...

all they got out there is gold,

and by the time I get out there

I'll be too doggone old to look for it.

I-I thought you were looking forward to it.

All I want is just...

is just to be with the folks I love, that's all.

Obadiah!

Will you kindly hush your mouth

and let an old man speak his piece?

Now, you done said before that you thought that maybe

you and the baby had done earned each other.

Well, now, don't you think it might be likely

that I had... earned the both of you?

When I... when I tried to find the words for "goodbye,"

I tried to find the words for "please stay with us."

Saturday, you go to your grandpa.

I'll drive! Sure!

I feel just wonderful.

Hey, doc, we'll follow you into town!

Miss Kitty...

I'd like to collect that kiss you owe me, for the coffee.

Ma'am.

Here, son, here, son.

All right, I got him. Up. Can you make it?

Sure.

Here you go, little feller.

All right. Come on up here.

Hah!

Gee-dah! Gee-dah!

Hats off to the gal that's got more guts

than most anybody I've seen lately!

All right, let's get back to the wagons, folks. Come on.

Here, Sonny.