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I guess you didn't hear us. I was busy. What kind of show is this?

Well, if you'd be quiet, you might find out.

Come on! Come on!

Now, don't you be shy.

Feeling poorly?

See Doc Eli.

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to Doc Eli's Kickapoo

Show.

Now, now, now.

Now, the big show is on Saturday, but what we got here for you fine folks this

afternoon... It's a little preview.

That's Sheba.

Hey, look there.

I see.

And now, the man you've all been clamoring to see.

Ma, look.

Chief Blackhead.

That's not Chief Blackhead.

Jackson. But y 'all might as well call me Doc Eli. Everybody does.

This is my Kickapoo Indian friend, Sick No More, to testify to the authenticity

of our age -old Indian formula.

Chief? Kickapoo Indian sagwa. Good medicine.

This ancient tribal remedy will cure any and all illness proceeding from

impure blood.

Now, that includes torpid liver, brain fever, paling cheeks and wasting manhood

all that and more for a mere one dollar a bottle now i know what you're going to

say because i know what you're thinking well that's fine but we got us a town

doctor what do we need with this stocky lies kickapoo indian sagua well my

friend is your doctor one of those fellas that uses a whole lot of big

when he's talking to you does he tell you all what's wrong with you in one

breath and want to go to cutting on you the next i'm just here to offer you an

alternative, a free choice, so to speak.

Because Doc Eli's Kickapoo Indian, Sagwa, will cure what ails you or your

back, and that's guaranteed.

I wonder what them show folks are doing.

Or do they have a guy who swallows swords?

I imagine he has to swallow some of Doc Eli's medicine first.

I heard Mr. Bray say he was gonna sell that stuff in his store.

That fella's not a real doctor.

Not like Dr. Mike.

That's all right, Colleen. Really.

It's just a performance.

Everybody knows it's just for fun.

That guy can't really cure anybody, can he?

Colleen! What happened?

He got in a fight with a bobcat.

You gonna be all right?

Well, I'm not a veterinarian, but I'll do the best I can.

I know you will.

Yes, sir. Franklin here is probably the smartest engine that you will ever meet

in your entire life.

Oh, yeah?

Oh, yeah.

How smart is he?

I want my money back!

Your girl's no good.

Your problem with the hospitality?

Yeah, yeah.

I ain't getting any. She says she's sick.

I am.

Go on back in there.

I'll get you somebody nice.

Go on now.

What's this crap?

Hey, God, give me his gospel now. I ain't feeling right.

You're going to be feeling worse if you don't get back in there.

Excuse me, son. I couldn't help over here.

Ma 'am, I want you to please accept this.

A bottle of my very own Kickapoo Indian Prairie Plant extract. It's made up

special for those delicate female complaints.

Let me see.

Your health, ma 'am.

Yeah. Drink this stuff.

You'll be fine.

I want to see Dr. Mike.

She costs money.

You got a doc right here nice enough to give you a free cure.

Now drink it.

Hey, Dad, come on! Now Buck says he won't do it.

Oh, he'll do it all right, won't you, Chief? He'll do it.

I'm on the team.

Why, shucks, this ain't nothing.

Chief Franklin here once dove off to Niagara Falls in that snow, Chief.

Up you go.

Get ready to pay up, boys.

I'd like to keep him overnight. Why don't you check back tomorrow?

Okay, I'll stay close by.

Now, this brave Indian is going to execute a perfect back somersault

into this barrel of water, aided only by his Kickapoo Indian medicine, which

protects him from any ill effects owing to such a dangerous, dangerous endeavor.

That snake oil fails when I was telling you about it.

Chief Franklin.

Are you ready on the count of three?

One.

Boys, you better get back here.

One.

Two.

My mom's a doc.

She'll take care of it.

He's just drunk. There's no cure for that.

That was a real good trick you did.

You in the medicine show, too?

Sometimes.

What do you do?

I told the bottle, though.

Then I can do that.

My friend in cloud dancing taught me a stickball game.

You want to play?

I don't know how.

I'll teach you sometime if you want.

That's weird.

What kind of scars are those?

That's from a fun dance.

Oh, Cheyenne. Oh, Cheyenne.

Kickapoo.

Kickapoo?

Isn't that an Eastern tribe? Yeah, most people make fun of the name.

I'll see you later.

I got this friend.

A friend, uh -huh.

And this friend ain't feeling so well.

What seems to be his problem?

Her.

Her problem.

It's a she.

I think it's a female thing.

Myra?

Could you call on her tomorrow?

It'd mean an awful lot to me. Of course, I'll pay you for it.

No, no, that's quite all right. Please, I want you to take it.

I'll check on her first thing in the morning.

Thank you.

It'd mean an awful lot to me.

Dr. Quinn.

If you'd come to try and sell me some of your medicine, you're wasting your

time. No, ma 'am. No, I'm just looking for my engine.

Your engine?

They said you had him. Here.

That's an interesting clientele you got here, doctor. I help all living

creatures that need it.

Come on. Franklin, rise and shine.

Leave him alone. Can't you see he's in no condition?

You got another show to do. He almost drowned in that last little show of

How much you get, Eli?

He needs treatment.

I know just what to do for him.

And what might that be?

Give him a dose of your patent concoction?

Not that it's any of your business, ma 'am, but I'm not just joking here about

being a doctor. I truly am one.

Johns Hopkins, 48.

I beg your pardon, sir, but I find that rather difficult to believe.

You're welcome to verify.

I might just do that.

Now, what about yourself?

Your alma mater, ma 'am.

Women's Medical College of Pennsylvania, class of 60.

Well, that concoction, as you put it, happens to be a scientifically tested

formula that has helped a great many people, including old Franklin here.

It meant... Symptoms delays treatment. It doesn't help people. It hurts them

badly. Oh, you're telling me you have a cure for TB, cholera, cancer?

You know as well as I do that medicine is mostly just helping people to feel

better. Now, if I give them something that provides comfort and hope...

Come on. On your feet.

To see them through their darkest days, how can you call that wrong?

False hope and false advertising, it isn't a cure.

Well, they believe it is, and that's what's important.

And whose methods cause more pain and suffering, yours or mine? Whose methods

heal more?

It's our obligation as physicians to cure people, not simply to conceal their

symptoms.

I don't lie to my patients to make them feel better.

power to save their lives.

Can you say the same thing, Doctor?

Maura? Oh, Mike.

Here.

Oh, no.

Oh, you're so sweet to me.

You're the only one I can tell.

Pregnant?

How? I mean, are you sure?

Uh -huh.

When I first started working for Hank in Denver, it happened to one of the girls

there. Then I got all the same thoughts she had.

Myra, you're going to have a baby.

A baby.

Sometimes I wonder what it'd be like to have one of my own.

Yeah.

Look, don't tell nobody, okay?

I just couldn't bear it if people talked.

Myra, people are going to figure it out sooner or later.

What's Horace going to think of me?

And Hank?

Hank will probably throw me out if you don't kill me first.

You've got to help me tell him, Dr. Mike.

Promise me you'll be here when I tell him.

There's liable to be a scene.

I promise.

We'll figure this all out. Now, why don't you lie down?

Relax.

Let me take a look at you.

Time's up.

Get out.

I was just about to examine her.

Come by the clinic, Myra, as soon as you can. I need to give you a proper

examination.

I will.

Thank you.

Dr. Mike, how's Myra?

I just came from seeing her and I... I believe that she's fine. Oh, then

nothing wrong.

Well, not exactly.

Well, I don't understand.

Well, it's just that as Myra's physician, I'm not allowed to discuss

condition with you.

She has a condition?

Oh, Lord.

No, no, Horace.

It's similar to when you send telegrams.

You know what they say, but you wouldn't tell anyone else now, would you? Oh,

no, ma 'am. That would violate a sacred trust between a telegraph operator and a

customer. Exactly.

It's the same thing between a doctor and a patient.

But we can go see Mara together.

I haven't completed her examination yet, but I'm sure she has something she

wants to tell you.

But for right now, I want to send a wire to Johns Hopkins in Baltimore. To, uh,

Mr. John Hopkins? No, no, uh, Johns Hopkins.

Oh, there's two of these fellows?

No, it's a university, a medical school specifically.

I want to find out if Doc Eli's degree is as phony as his cures.

in this business long enough to know better, Myra.

I'm sorry.

It's not her fault. I won't. See, you made her cry. I didn't make her do

nothing. That's what working girls in her situation do. They cry because

worthless. I've had enough of it! Stop it now, both of you. You're not helping.

Oh, and I suppose you are.

What am I supposed to do with her now? She's in the family way, except without

the family. That kind of thing's off -putting to most customers.

Even though...

It was me.

Horace! Horace?

That's right.

The baby's mine.

I knew there was more going

on in here than just talk.

You're gonna pay for this.

You hear me?

How you feeling?

I'm fine.

Boy,

go on inside.

What do you want?

I want to know who you are.

Told you.

You're Cheyenne, aren't you?

Where'd you do the sun dance?

Who says I did?

Those scars say you did.

You saw the scars?

Yeah. You see the scars on the inside your people Vejo gave me?

Gave my son?

I may be a white man, Vejo, but my spirit goes with the Cheyenne. The

Trapped on a reservation.

Have to beg Vejo for sundance. Have to beg Vejo for food.

I don't beg for nothing.

I live free.

You call this free?

You're not free. You're just as trapped as you were on the reservation.

Nobody pay me for being Cheyenne. They pay me for being kickapoo.

Kickapoo, I stay.

What about your boy here?

Doesn't he get to choose his own way? You're taking away his heritage, his

people. His people!

My people are dead.

Join the dog soldiers.

They're no tribe. They're outcasts. Just like you?

The dog soldiers are warriors. They're fighting to save what's left.

You could join them.

You could make a difference.

You make difference.

I make money.

It's a medicine bag from the dog soldiers. They want you to have it.

Take it.

This is my medicine now.

Myra, it's me.

Horace, what are you doing?

I had to see you.

But if I'm upsetting you, I can... Oh, no.

It's just so romantic.

It's like that story.

Romeo and Juliet.

I don't know that one. You'll have to tell it to me sometime.

You all right?

Fine. Uh -huh.

Are you all right?

Uh -huh.

Myra?

Yes, Horst?

What I said the other day, I... I meant it.

I wish I was a father of your baby.

That's why I was wondering... I was just thinking...

I was hoping... Maybe you'd want to marry

me sometime?

Never mind. What a stupid question. I don't know what I was thinking.

I told myself, Horace... Yes.

What?

I said yes.

I would be honored to marry you, Horace. Myra.

Myra.

Out of my way.

Where are you going with her?

Please, Mom.

Can we at least go to the show?

I don't think that's such a good idea.

Please.

I promise we won't drink any of that soggy stuff.

We'll see.

Horace? Dr. Mike.

Dr. Mike. It's real bad.

Bring her in here.

On the table.

What happened? I don't know. She just fainted.

She never came for her examination this morning.

She didn't know. Hank wouldn't have let her.

Horace, could you wait outside?

Myra is not expecting.

She wanted me to tell you.

What do you mean?

It's not a baby.

She has a growth tumor on her ovary.

What does that mean?

It means she needs an operation.

Is she going to die?

Dr. Jackson.

John Hopkins confirmed your degree.

Well, as you've discovered, I'm not much of a liar. That's why I decided to make

my living as a salesman.

You graduated top of your class, specializing in surgery.

So my fair share of the operating room.

Did you ever attempt an ovariotomy? Never attempted any.

Performed several dozen.

Well, I have a patient who's desperately in need of that procedure, and I've

only assisted in a few, but someone of your experience... Give her this.

Stop it.

I've had enough of that act of yours.

I want you to perform the surgery.

No.

Please, Dr. Jackson, I need your help.

What do I have to say to make you understand?

You know.

The chances of her surviving the surgery.

But we have to try.

I don't have to do anything.

Except run a medicine show.

Now, if you will excuse me.

Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to come here and ask you to do this?

You want to talk about hard?

Then let's talk about Gettysburg, Doctor. Let's talk about...

Tietum, Fredericksburg.

What's that got to do with this? Everything.

It wasn't the sight so much.

I could block them out, most of them just closing my eyes, but the sounds,

the moans of boys who were unlucky enough to have made it through the

battle, the death rattles, the ones who were too broken to fix.

That's enough.

Boys.

Calling for their mothers.

Nurses singing.

Soldiers screaming while I sawed off their limbs. That's enough.

I'm just trying to tell you I can't do it anymore. I can't hold a knife.

I can't do it.

you sure are a fine -looking group of folks today.

Welcome to the one and only Doc Eli's Kickapoo Medicine Show, designed to

entertain and delight you or your money back.

What's that you say? The show is free. Well, I guess you get what you pay for.

And this here is my Kickapoo Indian friend, Sick No More, and his papoose,

Little Sick No More, to tell you a little bit.

about our newest product.

Keef?

Kickapoo Indian worm killer is...

Kickapoo

Indian worm killer.

And little sick no more can tell you the straight of it just as well.

Can't you, son? Go ahead now.

Strong medicine for stomach upset.

Strong medicine for stomach upset.

That's Shiva.

Well, I reckon you get what you pay for.

We just want to talk.

We just want to talk.

This is Cloud Dent.

The friends I was telling you about.

Aho.

It is time you and your son to come home.

Spirits have told me.

They haven't told me.

Listening to the wrong spirits.

I was

hunting with my son.

When we came back, our village.

It was a river of blood.

Come on.

Ann.

Wouldn't you all rather be at the show?

I'm right where I want to be.

That is, if you want me here.

I do.

Myra.

You want me to explain about the surgery?

Yeah.

I want to know what's going to happen.

I'm going to have to make an incision in your abdomen, your stomach, to take the

tumor from your ovary.

I'll try to be quick so that I can minimize the loss of blood, but there

be an infection.

And the tumor could be too far gone.

Sounds real serious.

Like I might not wake up.

If I don't have that operation, I'll surely die, right?

I'm afraid so.

Well, not much of a choice.

No.

Also a chance that everything will be just fine.

When am I getting my girl back?

Maybe never.

What do you mean by that?

She ain't pregnant.

She's got a tumor.

Dr. Mike's got to operate on her.

No way I'm letting that butcher cut her open.

Now, I gave her that patent medicine, and it says it cures all female

She's my property, and I ain't letting her get cut. She's having the operation,

and that's that.

Listen up, lover boy.

Myra belongs to me.

I got a contract that says so when I say she takes the medicine. Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

What are you gonna do about it?

Nothing.

Except this.

She already got the medicine.

What was

that? You heard.

There ain't no other cure.

Dr. Jackson, stop this. Tell him. Tell him she needs surgery.

All right, hold on. Hold on!

She's right. The doc is right.

My medicine can't help her case.

It's different.

She needs that operation.

And she needs Dr.

Quinn here to do it.

You want her, you can have her.

Only a damn fool falls in love with a whore.

Bye, Brian.

Hey, sorry I didn't get to teach you the stickball game.

I'll teach him.

Franklin, you want to tell me how I'm supposed to run a Kickapoo Indian

show with no Kickapoo Indian?

I'm no such thing.

Dr. Jacks?

Nobody here by that name.

You ought to check your hearing, Doctor. I'm not receiving visitors at this

time. No, you're sitting here feeling sorry for yourself.

You're not the only surgeon to serve in the Civil War.

My fiancé also served.

Only he didn't come back alive, but you did.

I know that what you experienced was horrible.

And I pray that things like that will never happen again. Life is too

But Myra's life is also too precious to let slip away just because you're angry

with the world.

I'm not angry.

Please.

She needs... No, I need your help.

Afraid.

You look about as bad as I feel.

I'm almost ready to begin.

Can you hold on just a little longer for me?

Any word from Doc Eli?

Ira?

I want you to know...

I still want to marry you.

No. We're going to have a big church wedding with the Reverend and

flowers.

What kind do you like?

Daisy.

Daisy's it is.

Caught him on the porch.

What are you doing here?

Surgery. I'm a surgeon, remember?

You're drunk.

That's an excellent diagnosis, doctor.

I'm ready to operate.

No, you're not.

But you will be.

Sully, sober him up.

This is going to take a while.

You don't have to drown me.

Doctor, ready to open?

Look at that.

It won't stop shaking.

It's cold in here, do you?

Don't worry.

You can do it.

I can't.

You sure?

The best thing I can do is talk you through it.

Come on around here.

Make the incision, the transverse, the lower abdominal wall.

Come in, come in, come in.

Yes, right there. Go ahead.

Easy.

What do you want?

Just passing by.

She owes me, Horace.

Got a year left on her contract yet.

I'm gonna buy out her contract.

You ain't got the money.

Of course.

Sit down.

Shut up.

Both of you.

She's going to be fine.

Horace.

Dr.

Clint?

Dr. Mike?

I'm right here, Myra.

You made it through the surgery just fine.

You're gonna be all right.

You hear that, Myra?

I sure do.

I told you we'd be together.

Always.

You deserve better than me, Horace.

Once I pay off that contract, we're going to have us that church wedding.

That might take forever.

I can wait forever.

How's our patient?

Recovering mentally, thank you.

Golly, that was a mighty fine cut.

Your fiancée would be awfully proud of you.

You could stay.

You're a fine surgeon, Dr. Jackson.

You could teach me a lot.

Well, you taught me something about myself.

And I thank you for that.

But... You've got a medicine show to run.

Here's a little something to remember me by

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