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I was born on February 15, 1833, in Boston, Massachusetts.
I was the last of five children, the four before me all girls.
My father, being a man of science, firmly believed that the odds would
dictate the birth of a long -awaited son.
He would be named Michael.
I was named Michaela.
I was determined to attend medical school, but none would admit women.
I finally received my M .D. from the Women's Medical College of Pennsylvania.
To my mother's dismay, my father made me a partner in his practice.
And for seven years, we worked side by side.
Until...
When he died, I lost my advocate, my mentor, my best friend.
My mother would say that he'd spoiled me.
I would say he'd given me the freedom to be myself.
With my father gone, our practice virtually disappeared.
I was afraid my life as a doctor was over, but I promised him to carry on.
Enough is enough, Michaela.
Your father is gone, and so are his patients. They were my patients, too.
father, God rest his soul, indulged you in a fantasy. I have a medical degree,
Mother. That is no fantasy.
In this world, it is.
Then maybe I belong in a different world.
I found an advertisement in the Globe for a town doctor in the Colorado
Territory.
Thank you, Laura.
I sent a telegram detailing my experience, and in less than a week, I
reply offering me the position.
It was the frontier, a place where people made new beginnings.
A place where my services would be needed, where my skills would be
where I would finally be accepted as a doctor.
As we bumped across that vast territory, I could feel civilization receding
behind me, slipping away with each turn of the wagon wheels.
My father taught me that different customs, language, or color of skin were
causes for prejudice or hostility.
But as I saw a real Indian for the first time, I could not reason with the
knocks on my stomach.
Pardon me.
Where might I find Reverend Johnson?
Down at the church.
Why leave my luggage right there just for a while? You mean, will it still be
there when you get back? Well, no, I was just... We're not all thieves on the
frontier, miss.
No, no, of course not.
I was just concerned that he might be in someone's way.
Amen.
Pardon me.
Might you be the Reverend Timothy Johnson?
Yes. How may I help you?
Michaela Quinn, M .D.
The new doctor.
I'm afraid I don't quite understand.
The telegram said Michael Quinn.
I believe I spelled it out quite clearly. That's Michael with an A. My
was expecting a male.
So was I.
Would you please come with me?
Certainly.
What's going on?
Union Colonel Shivington and Cheyenne Chief Black Kettle.
Army's negotiating with the Indians for all the land north of Thangkrit.
You all right?
I'm fine.
The one you received from the doctor in Boston.
How is it signed?
What do you mean?
But you didn't change anything.
Of course not.
Except that initial.
I didn't think he'd give a hoot what his middle name was.
That middle initial didn't happen to be an A, did it? Well, that's right, young
lady.
Thanks, Horace.
Anytime.
This is most embarrassing, Miss Quinn.
And I want to apologize for the inconvenience, but we will, of course,
way back to Boston. That won't be necessary, thank you.
Colorado Springs needs a doctor, and I happen to be one.
You don't understand.
No one around here has ever heard of a lady doctor.
Well, it's always the first time.
Miss, there are no respectable single women in Colorado Springs.
That's a shame, Reverend.
Every town should have at least one.
Widow Cooper doesn't even allow lady boarders.
Mother?
Hey, Ma!
Hey, Ma!
I'm coming!
Morning. Oh, Charlotte, there's been a terrible mistake.
Just a small misunderstanding, really. I thought that Miss Quinn was a man.
I mean, I assumed when she answered the advertisement that she was a doctor. I
am a doctor.
So, you're the new doctor. Yes, I am.
Michaela Quinn, M .D.
Charlotte Cooper.
Oh, Cooper.
And these are my young 'uns. Matthew, my oldest.
Mrs. Colleen.
And, uh... Brian, your dress sure is dirty.
Manners. I told Miss Quinn that you only take gentleman boarders.
Don't have a rule.
Matthew? You go on, help the reverend bring the lady's luggage.
Please.
Welcome.
You're a real doctor?
That's right.
You went to college and everything?
And everything.
Oh, excuse me. This way, please.
It's right up here.
You got some soldiers staying here.
You're in treaty council.
Right here.
Careful. Thank you.
Reverend.
Matthew?
Well, it ain't Boston.
It's very nice there.
My expectations of a warm reception were vastly disappointed.
Apparently, the prevailing opinion of women doctors was no better in Colorado
Springs than it had been in Boston.
and those who prepared and served it. And may all thy children everywhere be
blessed with equal bounty. Thank you, Lord.
Amen.
So,
Captain Chippington, how is the treaty progressing?
Colonel Chippington.
I beg your pardon.
How are the Indians faring?
The only reason I'm sitting out there in the dirt is because Congress has been
listening to a bunch of bleeding hearts who never laid eyes on an Indian.
I believe their reasoning is that the Indians were here first.
They're standing in the way of progress, miss.
Progress for whom, sir?
Everybody.
I am fully satisfied that to kill the Red Rebel is the only way to have peace
and quiet.
So, Doc, are you engaged?
I was once.
Well, out here, there's 20 men to every woman.
Really?
Yep.
Where might I find a newspaper office?
Well, you'd have to go to Denver for that.
Oh, well, um, where...
Could I post an advertisement?
Break door?
Pretty much everything goes through there, one way or another.
She'll listen to me in the first place, Reverend.
Colorado Springs don't need no doctor.
She won't take no for an answer, Jake.
What can I do?
Put her on the next stage, right back where she comes from.
Morning, gentlemen. Morning.
Mr. Jake Slicker.
He's pulled a few teeth, he's latched a few boils, and he thinks that makes him
a doctor.
See the competition.
It's been from a woman.
You see, the only doctrine that women are allowed to do around here is
midwifing. You're just lucky.
Midwives are very reasonable women.
That's a relief.
I'd really like to meet her.
You already have.
You?
Uh -huh.
Good morning.
It's over here.
Morning.
What's the problem, Charlotte?
Lauren, no problem.
The doctor here is just going to post a notice.
The doctor?
No room.
Well, some of these look as if they've outlived the people who put them there.
Sorry, Charlotte. None of those notices seen it today.
Here's one that's seen its day, Mr. Bray.
What are you doing?
It's private property.
It's time to go get that horse, Doc. What horse? The one you've got to make
rounds on for to meet your patients.
That horse.
That horse.
Morning, gentlemen.
Being a doctor, that's one thing. Being a woman, that's another.
And being an unmarried lady, that's another.
You've got enough black marks against you to last for a while.
What you don't understand is there's some people around these parts...
Well, they don't even treat Indians like they're human.
Didn't we just fight a war to prove we're all created equal?
I hate to tell you, Doc, but nobody out here much cared about that war.
They're too busy killing Indians.
Morning, Robert E.
Well, any of these fine horses here for sale?
Who's by?
I'm just asking a simple question.
Painting the brown.
Ah, painting the brown.
Good withered.
Very good.
Nice, strong back.
Next to the back.
Wonderful teeth.
They're rotten.
Well, maybe just a little.
I like this one.
But he looks like he's got, um... Hot.
Do you know how to ride?
I know how to ride.
Well, do you?
You took it down.
No.
I'm answering it.
Here it is.
Whoa.
Well, if you're gonna survive, you better learn to make it on your own.
How much?
A dollar a month.
I'll take it.
What do you think?
Not much of a shingle.
For the life of me, I don't know how you found your way back into town by
yourself.
I like to ring Sully's neck.
Is that his name?
He didn't even tell you his name?
Well, he wasn't very talkative. And to be honest, I was afraid to prep him for
fear he'd change his mind.
Well, that's not likely to happen. One thing Sully is, he's a man of his word.
Why doesn't he live on his homestead?
Sully's a miner. Come out here in 59 with the Pike's Peak Rush.
Fell in love with Lauren's daughter, Abigail.
Storekeeper? That's right.
He acted like he didn't even know Sully.
Abigail died giving birth to their first child.
I did everything I could.
What she needed was a doctor.
By the time we got her to Denver, she was gone. So was the baby.
Lauren blames Sully.
Lauren's a bitter man.
He just needs to take it out on somebody.
Yep.
is dirty.
Well, that's what we're here for.
Here's your apron.
Thank you, darling.
Did you ever use a broom before?
Did I ever use a broom?
It's like the horse, isn't it?
We had servants.
Just a moment.
Brian, send for the water right there.
Polly. Here's a cup.
Okay.
Sprinkle.
What's this, Dr. Mike?
Brian, put that back in there. No, that's all right, so long as you're
Looks like a tomahawk.
Yeah, everything, including you.
Brian's shy and crazy.
Polly's got a tomahawk.
So I've seen.
You're testing reflexes. Watch.
Hey, do that again.
What do reflexes do?
Well, they tell me something about your brain.
His knees telling you about his head? That sounds like a lot of malarkey.
What do you know?
Children, work.
Oh, no, they're getting away. Come now.
Chickens can be mean.
How do you get the eggs? Well, you gotta trick them. How?
You gotta trick them into leaving the nest.
Then you can take the eggs, dog and pet.
Good.
Come on. Time to go.
I can't thank you enough.
It's not necessary.
No thanks needed.
What you need is luck.
This ain't gonna be easy.
Come on, son. Let's go.
Charlotte was right.
The only work I knew was doctoring.
I knew nothing of the daily hardship these people took for granted.
The carved cradle.
The hand -hewn furniture.
Every pot and pan.
Sully had left it all just as it had been when his wife died.
The hope chest, full of hopes never realized.
The baby's booty.
Their wedding picture.
I felt like an intruder.
Morning. Good morning.
Morning.
Well,
you sure look grand.
Grand enough to be in Boston.
Good morning, Mr. Jim. Well,
there's some people over here. Say hello. Good morning, everybody.
I blame the rep. Good morning.
Say hello to these people. Good morning. Come on, Emma.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
I'm a doctor.
I'm a doctor.
Let me... Get him over to the shop. Come on.
Ma 'am, are you all right?
Look here.
Get away from my wife.
Your wife's ill.
Just one of her spells.
Her heart's pounding.
Of course it is. You all right, ain't you, Ma?
Just all the excitement you haven't ridden in. Mind your own business.
This is my business.
and things from the cabin that belong to you.
It's nothing I want.
What did Chief Black Kettle say to you when I rode up?
He wanted to know who you were.
What did you tell him?
I told him you were a medicine woman. You come from the East.
He said among whites, only men make medicine.
So you must be a crazy white woman.
Except for Charlotte, none of the townspeople would take me seriously as a
doctor.
I was beginning to think Chief Black Kettle might be right.
Maybe I was crazy.
I had come to Colorado Springs to be a pioneer doctor.
But I was fast becoming just a pioneer.
Who is it?
Matthew Cooper.
Ma needs your help.
The baby's crammed and it just won't come on down.
I tried to move it, but nothing is helping.
Emily.
I'm losing them.
Expose her abdomen and wipe it with this.
It's all right.
You weren't going to cut on her. There's no choice. I don't know. I know what
I'm doing.
Now hold the cover.
Something's wrong.
Clear the windpipe.
Massage it.
No. It's not working.
Hold him upside down.
Upside down?
Do it.
By the heel, slap him.
The doc saved your lives.
You have a beautiful, healthy baby, Emily.
Emily healed well, and the baby thrived.
And yet no patients came to me.
I knew it was time for drastic measures.
Morning.
Morning, Mr. Flicker.
I'm in need of your professional services.
I was hoping you might spend time for me in your busy schedule.
Don't cut women's hair.
Oh, no, sir. It's your medical services that I'm in need of.
I can't seem to cure this toothache of mine.
I'd appreciate a second opinion.
From one doctor to another.
Come on inside.
Take me a look.
It's the one... I thought it was your left side.
It is.
Well, you know, it's both sides, really, but this side's the worst.
It has to look and cut you got there.
Scissors.
Looks infected to me.
Open up.
Oh, looks bad.
What do you suggest?
Pull it.
Pull it.
There's, um, no other alternative.
You asked for my say. You got it.
Oh, yes.
Of course. You're right, I'm sure.
And, um... So I entrust myself entirely to your estimable care.
What's that?
Here goes.
Souvenir? Do you believe I feel better already?
How much do I owe you, Mr. Sniffer?
Two bits.
Take away that infection.
Thank you very much, Mr. Flicker. Have a fine day.
You forgot something?
Yes, truth, ma 'am.
I'd say I'd earned that, wouldn't you?
Yes, ma 'am.
How are
you
feeling, Mr. Frank?
There's nothing wrong with me.
You look a little peaked.
Had a tooth fault.
What?
Jake's hooker said it had to go.
Well, nothing wrong with that tooth, was it?
No.
You ought to be ashamed.
Letting that bully yank a perfectly good tooth right out of your head. You're
right.
On the other hand...
I met my modern dollar that you shook him right up. You think so?
Yeah, why, sure.
What you did took guts. Man can't ignore that.
Charlotte?
Oh, yeah.
How'd your husband die?
He didn't.
As far as I know.
He's alive and kicking somewhere.
They call you Widow Cooper.
Well, that's just the town folks' way of being nice and polite.
We had a farm over there in Topeka.
Took us four years to get that thing going.
Then one day, he just up and sold it. Didn't even ask me.
He just came in one morning and said, we're going mining for gold up at Pike's
Peak.
My fiancé never once mentioned the war until he came for dinner dressed in an
officer's uniform and announced he was leaving in two days.
Two days.
Men.
You can't be dependent on them.
When that man went bust, my husband, he lost his good sense.
He just up and disappeared.
With my money sock.
Sorry, Charlotte.
What's done is done.
What about your man?
He was a doctor.
Met in the hospital.
Those days I was too busy thinking about work.
Paying attention to parties like my sisters.
Besides, when I did boys, they asked me to dance.
They always thought I was too smart.
I wasn't going to give up being a doctor, so I gave up the parties
How come you never got married?
got killed in the war.
It's funny.
It doesn't matter how you lose them.
Pain's the same.
What happened?
It's over?
Yeah, it's over, all right.
Did they reach an agreement?
In a manner of speaking.
Chivington threatened war unless Black Kettle surrendered to a reserve south of
Sand Creek.
But why?
Because he wants to impress the brass back in Washington.
Get him to grant statehood.
So he can become the first governor.
Well, that's hardly a negotiation.
Chivington didn't come to barter.
He came to steal.
Another month passed and still no patients.
But then I had a very special visitor.
Hey.
Hello. Mr. Jake Slicker himself.
Oitman, you gave me down the trick.
I'm glad.
How's your teeth?
They're fine.
May I offer you some refreshments?
Nah, I gotta get back.
You know Robert E.? The blacksmith.
You might want to ask him about his lumbago next time you're in town.
He didn't even want to sell me a horse.
Yeah, well, fact is, I, uh... I asked him to let you take a look at it.
I'm sick and tired of hearing him carry on.
I'll see what I can do.
Just wanted to thank you for selling me such a fine horse.
He's old.
But he's sound.
He's sound.
That kind of work must be hard on the joints.
Yep.
Certainly would aggravate a case of lumbago.
Yep.
I heard you had a touch of that yourself.
Yep.
Would you mind if I just took a look at that?
I don't want no woman.
Doctor.
Of all the men in this town, I thought you might understand what it's like to
judged unfairly.
That hurt?
Don't feel good.
See the swelling here?
It's called arthritis.
Now, if you take a pinch of this powder three times a day, it'll take down the
swelling and relieve some of the pain.
Then you can't fix it?
Not entirely, but it'll make it better.
Well, I guess that's gonna have to do until a new doc gets here.
New doctor?
The Reverend said he put out a new advertisement.
I demand to know why you placed another advertisement for a doctor when that
position's already been filled. I don't mean to offend you, Miss Quinn.
Dr. Quinn.
That is a matter of opinion.
Whose opinion? Have you polled my patients? I'm not aware of you having
patients. Jake Slicker, Emily Donovan, Robert E. I think that we should just
calm down.
I'm perfectly calm.
I'm just waiting for an answer.
I need a bucket of cold water, some pillows.
Colleen, I need a glass of cider.
And Brian, I want you to hold your mother's hand for me.
What are you all doing here?
You're bitten by a rattlesnake.
Oh, yeah.
You're going to be fine.
I am?
I want you to get your mother to drink that.
Here, Ma.
Come on, Ma. You've got to drink this. Come on, Ma.
I mean, I don't know anything about children, raising them.
They don't tell you anything about that medical school.
Besides, you're going to be fine.
O God, full of compassion, thou who dwellest on high, grant perfect rest
the soul of Charlotte Cooper, who has departed from this world.
O Lord, help us to understand that the sorrow of loss is but the measure of a
love that is stronger than death.
Amen.
Charlotte left behind many unpaid bills.
And after the bank in Denver foreclosed on the boarding house, it was decided
that the children should come and live with me.
Horses are ours.
So is everything else.
We're free to take it when we leave.
But you only just got here.
I'm going to be staying in the barn.
I don't want to live here.
Well, you got no choice.
There's room for a cow in here.
Yes, well, the truth is I don't know how to take care of one. But you know how
to take care of us, right?
Now, wait a minute, Matthew. I never claimed to know anything about being a
mother. You're not going to be our mother.
I didn't mean that. You know what I mean. I'm just not good at being a
homemaker.
Most doctors aren't, and that's what I am, a doctor.
I was hoping that we might learn from one another.
I'm willing if you are.
I want to go home.
You can't.
What do you think you're doing?
I'm running away to Louis to show you. Let's go. Calm down.
Dear Mother, I know that in the past I was unresponsive to your wish that I
learn more about child -rearing.
However, a certain turn of events has reversed my attitude, and I would
appreciate any and all advice on the subject.
clumsy little fool.
Go with him.
He broke my candy jar.
There's an accident.
And he climbed up on that stool after I told him not to do it.
Did you disobey Mr. Bray?
I just wanted to look.
What's the damage?
The jar costs a dollar and it holds a hundred candies. That's another dollar.
was only half full, Lauren.
A dollar fifty.
Please add it to my bill.
You're darn straight I will, but who's going to clean up this mess?
I don't know how.
Then you'll learn.
I hate you.
Go on with your shopping.
Thank you. It was the truth.
My heart does pound.
Just like you said.
How often does it happen?
More and more regular.
Once, maybe twice a week.
This is a powder called digitalis.
Just take a pinch whenever your heart starts to speed up. It'll just slow it
down.
I'm afraid this is all I've got, but I'll send Chicago for some more.
And Maude, you can't work so hard.
I'll be right back.
Morning, Horace. I have a letter to post.
Huh?
A letter.
Oh, I think I'm losing my hearing.
You should let me take a look at it. Oh, no.
Let me look at it.
That's all right. It won't hurt. Are you sure about that? Is it both ears or is
it just the one? Well, it's mainly this one here.
Sit down.
You sure you know what you're doing?
Absolutely. That's exactly what it is. You do?
I do.
Well, what's that?
Just hold still.
You had more wax in there than an earplug.
Well, I'll be.
Hey, will you take some stamps for the ear, Doc?
I need to send a telegram to Chicago. Then we can call it even.
Sounds fair to me.
Some kind of medicine?
That's right.
Very important.
I'll get it right out.
Thank you, Horace.
Anytime.
I have to ask you to leave, miss.
And I'm going to have to refuse.
Where can we talk?
Ladies ain't allowed.
I'm not a lady. I'm a doctor.
What's your name?
Myra.
I'm Dr. Quinn.
I like what you said out there about not being a lady.
I don't approve of male hypocrisy.
Oh, me neither.
Tell me, what's wrong with you?
Oh, well, I got a...
You know, uh... You know, uh... Female problem.
Have you ever been examined?
It's nothing to be afraid of.
Thank you, Myra.
I want you to go to bed and rest for at least two days and no activity for a
month. Hank will be mad as hell.
Bartender, you leave Hank to me.
Wait.
They ain't real, but they're pretty.
They're lovely.
Thank you.
I'm the one that ought to say thanks.
I'll check on you in a week.
Hank, I've given Myra orders to remain chaste for a month.
Chaste?
She doesn't work.
She works for me.
Unless you want to take her place, lady.
I'm afraid that's not my line of work, gentlemen.
As I said, I'm a doctor.
And I'll expect to be hearing from any of you foolish enough to spend time with
Myra before that month's up.
Get out.
We ain't quite finished with you ladies.
Get out of my way.
Thank you.
In all the chaos, I'd nearly forgotten Brian's bout with the candy jar.
But he hadn't.
He was still furious with me.
What's going on?
Ryan's run away.
I'll get the horse.
I want you to stay here and look after Colleen. I'm not going to stay here.
Do as I say, Matthew.
Please, tell him to let me go.
He says you were lost. I brought you here for safekeeping.
I wasn't lost.
Well, maybe I was.
Brian ran away.
He got into his head to run off and live with the Cheyenne. He thinks you live
with him.
You're his hero.
Is that right?
That's right.
So he's out there somewhere, wandering around in the cold with wild animals.
Black Yellow says his people search for the boy as soon as it's light enough to
see.
How long before we go?
You're not going.
The women stay in camp.
Not this woman.
You know, the Cheyenne believe that if a woman acts like a brave, she'll become
one.
I'll risk it.
No, I'm not hungry you want to look for the boy come son up and you'll eat
hungry or not
Last
time I ate corn I was sitting on the banks of the
River Charles Where's that?
You ever get homesick, Mr. Sully?
Nope.
Do you think he'll be all right out there all on his own?
There's no way of really knowing.
I let Charlotte down.
No, you didn't. You did your best.
Sometimes life just has a way, Ed.
Taking its own course.
Don't worry, honey. We'll find him.
Let's go.
Come on.
Ryan!
Ryan!
Ryan!
Jake, Reverend Matthew, come with me. The rest of you fellas check the ravine.
That's Brian's. I know it is.
Fine.
They're off the reserve.
Maybe it's a hunting party. Maybe it's a raiding party. Lauren, we got enough
trouble without you conjuring up an Indian war.
The red man ain't kept his word yet to the white man. I think you got that
backwards, Mr. Bray.
Look, son, we all know your ma was an Indian lover.
God rest her soul. But this is no time for sentiment.
Matthew's right.
Besides, you're just jumping to conclusions.
I see what I see. There they are, plain as the nose on your face.
Bray, get over to the fort and tell Colonel Shivington.
We'll keep an eye on them.
Hang on tight.
His legs broke.
He'll need a splint.
I'll get something.
Come on.
You'll be all right, Brian.
I'm going to have to set your leg so we can move you.
Here.
Just hold his head.
Here,
son. Right in this.
You're a brave boy.
He's fine.
I think that's Dr. Mike. Maybe Brian's down there.
Troopers!
Forward!
This is a search party, sir.
My boy was lost and these people tried to help me find him.
The Cheyenne have broken federal law by leaving their reservation in a number
greater than two. That's my fault, sir. Please accept my apology.
You sure told them, Dr. Mike.
Thanks.
Poor Colleen will be worried sick by now. Let's go home.
Ryan's leg healed well.
I wish I could say the same for relations with the Cheyenne.
The townspeople were fearful and the soldiers were spiteful.
But with winter approaching, peace prevailed.
As for my practice, I've had some, well, very challenging cases.
Morning. Morning.
How's Mr. Stortle's pig?
Very well, thank you.
I never knew pigs were so intelligent.
I've heard farmers say they're smarter than dogs.
Not wolves.
I didn't say wolves, did I?
Do you like it?
It's lovely.
The important thing is, do you like it?
We'll take it.
Don't you want another prize?
You gonna make a new dress for the Christmas dance?
Eight yards, please.
Such a thing as spoiling children.
What caught your fancy, Brian?
Looks like Sully's wolf.
It is.
Sully's the one who carved it.
I thought he was a miner.
He's a misfit. So what do you sell at carving?
I didn't put it there.
It belonged to our daughter.
That's enough.
I'll buy it.
Maude. Maude.
Maude. The powder, where is it? What powder? What are you talking about?
Maude, listen to me.
Let's get her upstairs to bed.
No. We can't leave her laying on the floor.
She shouldn't be moved.
Maude, listen to me. Where's the powder?
up high.
Don't move her.
The
mail's
back. Oh, it just came in.
Hey, that's government property.
Please help me find it. Please help me. Look, here's one from Boston.
No. But I thought you were.
Vanessa, where did she come from?
It just ain't come in yet.
Do something.
I'd lost patience before, but never for want of a simple drug.
This sort of frontier justice was something I would never accept.
Don't you want any more?
No, thank you.
Still haven't read your letter yet?
Dear Michaela, that's what my mother calls me.
Dear Michaela, I have just received your letter of November 10th.
It's hard to believe we're nearly a month apart by post.
Anything I write will be obsolete.
Obsolete is when something's over and done with for a long time.
Anything I write will be obsolete by the time we read this, but so be it.
Mary is with child.
Mary's my oldest sister.
Baby's due in May.
Perhaps you will return by then.
I won't pretend not to hope that you will give up this lark.
You're a civilized woman, not some rustic.
As for my advice on child -rearing, come home.
Settle down and raise a family of your own.
We've been shot.
Put him on the table. He's here. He's here.
Jimington and his men ambushed the village, burnt it to the ground,
nearly everybody.
There's a bullet lodged in his neck. Can you get it out?
I think so, but the swelling's constricting his air passages.
He can't breathe. There's something else I've got to do first. What?
Better know what you're doing.
It's called a tracheotomy.
So help him to breathe.
It's to take away the pain.
Tell him.
He's not afraid of pain.
It's not up.
Shevington's men are going to be searching for Black Kettle's body.
If they don't find it, they're going to come looking.
You can't move him. He could start bleeding again.
Besides, I need to stitch up the tracheotomy as soon as the swelling goes
How did you get so involved?
You see that wolf over there?
Some people think it's evil.
He's been a friend to me, just like the Indians.
30 years ago, when a white man first set foot in this territory, there was
thousands of those wolves.
When the government put a bounty on their head, now there's just a few
The way I see it,
Some things happen to the Indians.
We can hide Chief Black Kettle in the barn.
Thank you.
Don't eat shit.
Don't eat shit.
Need this home.
He wants to know how long it'll be before we can move him.
At least a day before the tissue binds enough.
Better go back up to the house.
Come on, Brian.
Brian,
set the table.
You played all their tracks. I got every last one. What if they recognize you?
Sit down and be calm.
Ma 'am?
Can I help you?
We're looking for some renegades who might have come this way.
Engines? Around these parts?
Sorry, but we got orders to search every house.
Help yourself.
We've seen you, Renegade.
Send the boy to the fort.
Yes, ma 'am.
Let's check the bar.
Look out, Pat.
I can borrow one of your horses, son.
Proud to lend it.
Well, I can't promise you you're going to get it back.
It's no harm.
I've done a good job raising you up.
Ain't you riding with them, Sully?
Nope. Why not?
Afraid of horses.
Really?
Yep. Always have been.
Everybody's got something they're afraid of.
Chief Blackhill just gave you your Cheyenne name.
Medicine woman.
What'll he do now?
What he never wanted to do.
Fight.
Guess I'll be going.
Come on, boy.
We didn't see Sully again after that.
He seemed to disappear into the winter.
But with the winter came Christmas Eve.
Colleen had looked forward to the church dance.
But when the day came, we were snowed in.
It's turning into a blizzard out there.
Can't we just get out of these get -ups? No.
It's going to let up any minute.
Hogwash. Shut up. Stop it.
Is that any way to talk on the eve of Jesus' birthday?
Christmas isn't about parties going on.
I know.
And we just can't move for so long.
How are we going to get a tree to decorate?
You go out there, you're going to get eaten by the snow monster.
It's not about decorating trees either.
And it's sure not about getting all dressed up.
No.
No, it's not.
No, I don't think it would hurt to...
Let God see us cleaned up for a change.
Snow monster?
Yeah, snow monster in kitchen.
I'll tell you what, let's... Let's sing Christmas carols.
Dear Lord, grant us the strength to accept the misfortunes of this past
Please give us the courage to face the challenges that lie ahead.
Wherever possible, watch over us and protect us from harm.
We thank you for bringing us together, for our good health, and for this food.
And Lord, please tell Charlotte...
think of her often and miss her dearly.
Amen.
Amen.
It always sounds like you're talking to God like you were sitting here with us.
I like to think that he is.
Dr. Mike? Mm -hmm?
Do you think Ma would mind if I called you Ma, too?
think she'd mind a bit.
Good.
Hello.
Come on in.
Warm yourself by the fire.
Merry Christmas, Brian.
Thanks, Sully.
Colleen?
Thank you, Mr. Sully.
Thank you.
Now, that's a shingle.
It certainly is.
Merry Christmas.
Thank you.
Good night. Merry Christmas.
Wait.
Please stay.
Eat with us.
I had come to the Colorado Territory to find acceptance of the doctor.
But I found much more.
I found a home, a new family, and for Christmas I received the greatest gift
all, the gift of love.
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