All language subtitles for Dr.Quinn.Medicine.Woman.S03E21.Baby.Outlaws.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-Kitsune_track3_[eng]

Hey, Colleen.
I'll let you ride Taffy home.

No, thanks.

Why not?

She's gentle, got new shoes.

I just don't want to.

Well, you haven't ridden
for quite some time.

Don't be scared.

There's nothing
to be afraid of.

Let her be
if she don't want to.

I ain't afraid.

Here, I'll help you up.

There you go.

Take up your reigns.

- Attagirl.
- Shorten them up.

Whoa there, Colleen.

There you go.
Now just...

Sit up nice and straight.

- Squeeze her on gently.
- You got it.

- Go on, Taffy.
- Nice.

- You're doing well.
- There you go.

You're looking good, Colleen.

- Come on, Taffy.
- All right, now, Colleen...

- Loosen the reigns.
- ...give her a head.

She'll line right up.

You're doing all right.

- Watch yourself.
- Oh, just stay on.

No, wait,
you're holding on too tight.

Colleen.

Relax, Colleen.
Give her the reigns.

- Take it easy.
- You'll be all right, Colleen.

Don't hold her so tight.

- Colleen!
- Aah!

Oh!
Colleen!

Are you all right?

- I think so.
- Can you stand up?

I told you,
I don't want to ride.

Taffy never did that before.
I don't know what happened.

Something must have
spooked her.

Matthew, get Flash for me.
I'll ride beside you.

I'm not getting back on.

It's better if you do,
or you'll always be afraid.

She's right, Colleen.

I don't want to ride horses
ever.

Colleen.

Colleen.

Hyah! Hyah!

I been robbed!

Somebody stop them thieves!

Aah! Aah!

You picked the wrong town
to rob, fella.

Hank.

You can't shoot an unarmed boy
in cold blood.

Ain't no boy.
He's a lying, thieving snake.

You're right, Hank.

Let go of me.

She ain't a boy.

Colleen, we need
the chloroform.

What's that?

It'll put you to sleep,

so you won't feel the pain.

By the way, I'm Dr. Quinn.
What's your name?

Belle, and I don't need that.

It's going to hurt.

I can take it.

I ain't no sissy.

You're very fortunate, Belle.

The bullet missed your lungs,
went right into your shoulder.

She's passed out.

Didn't make a sound.

She lost a lot of blood.

She can't afford to.

Ma, Hank and the others
want to talk to you.

Tell them I'll be there
in a moment.

Oh, I don't know.

Hard to tell you.

We wired the marshal
in Denver.

He said to lock her up
until he gets here --

probably next week.

But she's unconscious.

Well, they got a bed
over at the jail.

If you move her now,
she could start hemorrhaging,

- even die.
- Good riddance.

Hank, she's
a 14-year-old girl.

That girl pulled a gun on me.

- Did she fire it?
- I didn't give her no chance.

- But she would've.
- How do you know that?

How can we be sure
what was going on?

That's true.

- We don't know the facts.
- I agree.

She's got a right
to explain herself.

Those men could have
been her brothers.

Maybe she was just
tagging along.

She took the money.
Everybody saw that.

- That's right.
- That's right.

We got businesses
and homes to protect.

She could come
out of that clinic

and start robbing
and shooting folks.

She is not going anywhere.
She's far too weak.

Maybe she's faking it.

She's staying in this clinic
until she's well enough to move,

and I'll be responsible for her.

You realize that
if she escapes,

you're in trouble.

She's not going to escape.

Damn it, girl!

What are you trying to do,
drown me?

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to.

The hell you didn't.

You don't have
to talk like that.

Like what?

Use bad words.

"Bad words"?

Well, Miss Priss, it's just
the way me and my friends talk.

Well, you're not
around your friends now.

You better lie still.

Why should I?

You're going
to break your stitches open.

They're my stitches.

Dr. Mike says I'm supposed
to clean you.

I don't need no cleaning.

Of course you do.

Don't you ever take a bath?

Hell no.

I ain't some prim little ninny

who takes baths every day,
like you.

I don't wear no ribbons
in my hair, either.

You got a man?

If you mean a boyfriend,
that's none of your business.

I knew you didn't.

Ouch!

Aah!

Get the hell away from me!

Now! Or I'll sick
my gang on you.

Fine.

Colleen.
Is Belle all right?

Don't worry about her,
Dr. Mike.

She can take care of herself.

Hey, Colleen, Ma said Belle's
coming to live with us.

What?

I'm thinking of bringing her
to the homestead.

Are you sure
that's a good idea?

It'll be easier to care
for her there.

Better put the rifle
and the sharp tools

where she can't get them.

She can't live with us.

Why not, Colleen?

She says her gang is coming
back for her.

That was only two guys.

Yeah, they probably think
she's dead or in jail by now.

They won't be looking
at the homestead.

But where is she gonna sleep?

Well...

we could give her your bed,
and you could stay with me.

My bed?

Hey, a real-life girl outlaw
at our house.

I can't wait to tell the kids
at school.

- Where am I?
- We brought you home with us.

You all want me
to stay here with you?

That's right.

I figured it was going to be
the cross-bars hotel for me.

She's here!
She's here!

- Who the hell are you?
- Brian.

I never met
a girl outlaw before.

I think you're swell.

And I think you're smart, kid.

Matthew,
help me get Belle inside.

I don't need no help.

How do you plan on doing this,

tie her down
and lock the doors or something?

That won't be necessary.

I told the town
I'd be responsible for you,

so I want you to promise me
you won't run away.

Won't get far if you do.

We'll do everything
we can to help you,

and I give you my word
you'll have a fair trial.

So, what do you say?

You got my word.

Think you can trust her?

My word's good.

Belle Starr never
goes back on her word.

That's your name?

Yeah.
Now you know,

and someday, everybody's going
to know the name of Belle Starr.

Come on.

Hey, Miss Priss,
you got any more of that jam?

Haven't you had enough
already?

Everybody else was done
with breakfast an hour ago.

Come on, I'm...

What did Dr. Mike call it?

Convalescing?

Besides, this jam's darn good.
Where'd you get it?

I made it.

You did?
All by yourself?

Of course.

Anyone with a half brain
can make jam.

Providing they want to.

I bet you're just the perfect
little homemaker, ain't ya?

Hello, Colleen.

Belle, this is Dorothy Jennings.

She's the editor
of our town paper.

Hello, Belle.

I was wondering if I could
ask you some questions.

I ain't talking.

Well, why's that?

I ain't going
to betray my friends.

Oh, I wouldn't want
you to betray anybody.

I-I just thought you might like
to tell your story.

Lots of folks would like
to hear about your adventures.

That's right, Belle.

A story in Dorothy's paper
would certainly help spread

the legend of Belle Starr.

You could be famous.

Why, everyone
would know your name.

Maybe you got a point.

All right, here's my story.
Write this down.

Belle Starr,
14 years of age, going on 15,

can out-rope, out-ride,
out-shoot and out-fight

any two grown men put together,

providing she ain't been shot
in the back first.

She has robbed 12 saloons...

12?

...stolen 257 horses.

Belle, surely
you're exaggerating.

No, I'm telling the truth.

Oh, Dorothy, don't write that.

Well, she said it.
It's her quote.

I also rustled 400 --

No, make that
450 head of cattle.

You can't print those numbers
without checking them.

Now, what about
your romantic attachments.

Oh, or are you too young?

Hell no.

First love was when I was 12.

A bank robber I met
in a saloon in Dallas.

I quit school
to run off with him.

He taught me a lot.

Dallas --
Is that where you're from?

I'm from nowhere.

Hey, I need some refreshment
before I can go on.

Oh, there's Miss Priss.

Hey, where'd you put
them biscuits anyway?

Here, have all you want.

It's a good thing you like them

because it's all they're going
to serve you in prison.

Colleen.

She's clearly making
most of it up.

And why would she do that?

To get attention,
to seem important --

It'll only get her into trouble.

Please, Dorothy,
you can't print that.

Michaela, they want
to read about her.

It's exciting, romantic.

Stealing horses is romantic?

This isn't a dime novel.

Oh, better than a novel
'cause it's true.

But don't you see?

If you make her into a hero,
you'll encourage others,

perhaps other children,
to act like that.

They'll march into the saloon
with guns and --

a-and shoot people.

It'll be real blood.

Michaela, I am just reporting
on the news.

I'm not making judgment.

But you are by deciding
that outlaws are news

but teachers and ministers
and farmers aren't --

unless they commit a crime.

Outlaws and murderers are
in the Bible.

They aren't made into heroes.

Michaela...

my job is to publish a lively
and interesting newspaper.

Now, I'm not telling you
how to do your job,

so I'm asking you not
to interfere with mine.

So, what's she like?

- Is she pretty?
- Is she really tough?

She's pretty and tough.

She talks like a man --
fights like one, too,

but she's got
a real pretty smile.

That sourpuss?

All she does is brag
and order folks around.

She's not like anybody
I ever knew.

She's dirty as a pig
and smells like one, too.

I'd stay dirty
if my Ma would only let me.

She's mean and rude.

Brian, how can you think
she's anything special?

She doesn't care
about anybody but herself.

Does she got a gun?

- Did you see it?
- Sure, I've seen it.

What do you do
around here anyway?

Look after my cattle,

odd jobs now and then.

Don't you ever get bored?

Don't you ever get the hankering
to bust out of these parts,

go see the rest of the country?

I've seen lots of it.

Yeah?

Yeah, I've been to Boston

and Washington, D.C.

Big cities.

You don't belong there.

How'd you know that?

I couldn't wait to get home.

I think we got a lot
in common.

I don't know about that.

You ride good.

I bet you shoot good, too.

Do all right.

We could use a hand like you
in our gang.

Thanks.

I ain't interested.

It's an honor to be asked.

Only the toughest outlaws ride
with Belle Starr.

Well, I'm honored.

Why don't you ride out with me
to the hideout,

go meet the boys?

What are you talking about?

Nobody would have to know.

We could be saddled up
and out of here.

Listen...

you gave your word to Dr. Mike
that you wouldn't run away,

and she gave her word
to the town.

This ain't running off.

We're just going for a visit.

We'll be back
before anybody misses us.

Well, I'm taking your boots.

You get a hankering
to go visiting again,

you're going to have
to do it barefoot.

Take it easy, fella.

I'm just trying to be friendly.

257 horses.

Must be some kind of record.

And she's only 14.

"I also rustled
450 head of cattle."

You see, Dorothy?
Now everyone believes it.

Why shouldn't we?

Girl said she did it,
didn't she?

- Yes.
- She's making it up.

Most of it, anyway.

It's an act.

Underneath it all she's just
a frightened girl.

You always say girls ought
to be treated the same as boys.

Yeah, if a lady wants
to act like a man,

she ought to take her medicine
like a man.

But she's young.
She's not a hardened criminal.

Oh, she's a bad seed.

When the twig is bent,
it can never grow straight.

The only thing
to do is lock her up.

Don't you understand?
Jail won't help her.

It ain't supposed to help her.
It's supposed to punish her.

But if you put her in jail
with other criminals,

that's what she'll learn,
to be a criminal.

If you put her with a family,

she'll learn to be part
of a family.

She says she's got no kin.

Well, I don't believe that.

Horace, I want to send
a telegram to Dallas.

I think Belle grew up there,

and her family
may take her back.

If you wire general delivery,

we might be able
to find her folks.

- Can you do that now?
- You bet.

The marshal is gonna
be here in 4 days.

Family or no family,
she's going to jail!

Oh, you're healing nicely,
Belle.

Can you move your arm?

You should try to move it a
little so it doesn't stiffen up.

- I know it's painful.
- That don't bother me.

Hey, Miss Priss, I'm thirsty.

- Bring me some cider.
- You drank it all.

So?

Make me some more.

It takes time.

What else you got to do?

Plenty.

Colleen,
I know this isn't easy.

She treats me like I'm dirt.

I think she's jealous of you.

Me?

What for?

Because you're pretty
and smart,

and you have a family
that loves you.

If Belle had had
a loving family,

she might not be this way.

How do you know that?

Because I have to believe
that people are basically decent

and want to do good.

Not Belle.

Colleen.

When your mother died, if --

if I hadn't been here, and
if we hadn't become a family,

you might've ended up
getting into trouble.

No.

I would never do that.

I'd starve before I'd pick up
a gun and rob somebody.

She stole Hank's money,
and she's not even sorry.

She was wrong to steal.

But if you made a wrong move,

would you want me
to give up on you?

You'd probably pay
more attention to me.

What?

Since she's got here,
all you've done is

make a fuss about her.

Seems like everybody
likes you better

when you're bad
than when you're good.

- That's not true.
- Well, I'm sick of it.

This is my home, and I don't
want her here any more.

Until she's gone,
I'm staying in the barn.

Belle, what size are you?

Size?

Well, I was thinking
that perhaps you might like

a change of clothes.

My clothes are fine.

Except for this bullet hole
in my shirt,

And maybe Miss Priss
here can sew it up for me.

Her name is Colleen.

I'll get you a needle
and thread.

- You can sew it yourself.
- Forget it.

Sewing is girly stuff.

Matthew has
an old shirt

he's not wearing any more.

That'd suit me just fine,
ma'am.

I'll get it for you.

Much obliged.

Easy, boy. Shh.

What are you doing?

I just wanted to see
how my boy was getting along.

Ow.

Here, let me get that.

You afraid of horses?

No.

I just don't like them.

I bet you'd like Thunder here.

He runs like the wind.

I think we got to get back
to the house now.

Horse knows what you're feeling
from the minute you touch them,

but you got to let them know
you're in charge

and don't let on you're scared.

I said I wasn't scared.

Yeah, right.

I didn't used
to like horses, either.

I'd just pretend.

It's like acting.

You ever seen a play?

I was in one.

Well, this horse has
never seen a play.

He won't know you're pretending.

Come on.

Pick up that comb.

You see?

- That wasn't so bad, was it?
- No.

Why don't you comb him out?

It's okay.

Hey.

Thanks for the shirt.

I thought you were sleeping.

You know, wearing this shirt
made me dream about you.

It was a real nice dream.

Belle, I'm engaged.

So?

Don't do that.

Why not?

Don't you like me?

Not good enough for you?

Don't say that.

I'll bet you never sinned
in your life,

never told a lie,

never stole nothing.

Why, you're
just shy of being perfect.

I ain't perfect.

Nobody is.

What'd you ever do
that was wrong?

Did you cheat in school,

kick a dog,

steal a watermelon
from a farmer's field?

Did you steal something?

I once stole a cow

to feed some people
who were starving.

Well, I only stole some money
to feed me and my gang

when we were starving.

See, we ain't so different.

Matthew!

She kissed me.

I was just thanking him
for the shirt.

You got to make a move, Belle.

I know.

Well, you only got
three choices.

I know.

Guess I can't shoot my way
out of this one.

I win.

Want to play again?

I think Belle is probably
tired of playing checkers.

No, I'm not.
I'm just tired of losing.

I've got one piece
of pie left.

Anybody want it?

Not me.
I'm about ready to pop.

Don't know
when I've had such good eats.

Miss Priss here --

I mean, Colleen, sure sets
a fine table.

Guess you don't get too many
home-cooked meals, do you?

Been a while.

Was your mother a good cook?

The best.

Every Sunday night,
she'd make fried chicken.

My Pa always said --

he always said she could have
opened a restaurant.

Brian, why don't you play
us a song on your harmonica?

What do you want to hear?

You know "Buffalo Gals"?

Nope.

Why don't I teach it to you?

Give me that.

♪ A pretty little girl
I chanced to meet ♪

♪ And we danced
by the light of the moon ♪

♪ Buffalo gals,
won't you come out tonight? ♪

♪ Come out tonight

♪ Come out tonight

♪ Buffalo gals,
won't you come out tonight? ♪

♪ And we'll dance
by the light of the moon ♪

♪ I asked her
if she'd stop and talk ♪

♪ Stop and talk

♪ Her feet took up
the whole sidewalk ♪

♪ And left no room for me

♪ Buffalo gals,
won't you come out tonight? ♪

♪ Come out tonight

♪ Come out tonight

Leave me alone.

It's all right, Belle.

It's all right.

What is it?

Hmm?
What's wrong?

I miss my family.

I miss them something fierce.

They're probably missing
you, too.

I don't think they want
to have anything to do with me

after what I done.

They're your family.
They love you.

No matter what you do.

They know people can change,

start their lives over.

You think things
might be different at home...

if I go back?

I believe
it's worth finding out.

Ma, Sully's here.

Telegram came from Texas.

Who's it from?

Her father.

What's it say?

"Dr. Quinn,

regarding my wayward daughter,
Myra Belle Shirley,

alias Belle Starr, try her,
convict her, and hang her high."

It's signed
"Judge John Shirley"

of Cheyenne, Texas.

Her own pa
don't even want her?

You gonna tell her now?

No, she's resting.

No, she's not.

She was standing in the window.
She heard everything.

Oh, dear.

Let me talk to her, please?

All right.

Belle?

Belle, it's Colleen.

Belle?

Ma!

Belle, what are you doing?

- Aah!
- Don't try and stop me.

You said you wouldn't run away.

We trusted you, Belle.

What are you gonna do, Sully?

- I've got no choice.
- Ow!

I'll take her to jail in town

and wait
until the marshal comes.

- Come on.
- Aah!

Take a look at this.

Belle's picture.

There's a $500 reward for her

and $100 reward
for each of them brothers

she runs with,
Jim and Cole Younger.

Dead or alive.

"Be strong and of good courage.

Be not afraid.

Neither be thou dismayed,

for the Lord,
thy God, is with thee

whithersoever thou goes."

You can turn around now,
Reverend.

Will you tell Jake that
I'm finished so he can let me out of here?

I'll be praying for you,
Belle.

Too late, Reverend.

I'm headed straight for hell.

It's never too late.

He's right -- It's never
too late to change course.

Maybe you're right.

What are you doing?

We thought we'd talk to Belle,

find out
where the rest of her gang is.

I forgot.

Well, we'd sure like
to find them.

It's worth a lot of money
to us if you can remember.

Well, I don't.

Well, maybe
we can help you remember.

The only thing
you're going to do, Jake, is

to lock up this door
and get out of here.

Come on.

Hurry up, Ma.
We've been waiting.

What took you so long?

I was talking with Belle.

I'll lock up the clinic,
and then we'll go.

Closing up for lunch.

I ain't interested
in shaving, mister.

I want that key in your pocket.

I know you.

You're on the poster.

Now, let's you and me walk real
nice and easy back over there.

All right.

Jake, where you going?

Jake.

Let him go.

You ain't getting away
with this.

Ma.

Brian!

Put your guns down.

Put them down.

Now, if Belle don't meet us
in one hour,

whatever happens to this boy...

it's going to be your fault.

And she better come by herself.

Get your horses!

No, don't follow them.
You heard what he said.

- You can't let them get away.
- Sully will track them.

- He ain't here.
- Well, I know where he is.

He's somewhere up near
the homestead with Matthew.

- I'll go get him.
- We'll met you at the crossing.

No.

Please, let us do this alone.
Brian could get hurt.

All right,
we'll give you an hour.

Then, we're coming.

They took Brian.

Those doggone idiots.

They won't hurt him,
will they?

If I don't show up,
they might.

You got to get me out of here.

I can't.

You got to take
a message for me.

I'll explain where to go.

Tell the boys I said
to let the kid loose,

and if they hurt
one hair on his head...

I can't say those words.

How else they gonna know
it's me?

How am I gonna get there?

Take my horse.

Are you crazy?
I can't ride Thunder.

You ain't got a choice.

You want to see
your brother alive again,

you get on that horse.

You let him know
you mean business,

and he'll carry you
straight to the hideout.

- But --
- Don't argue!

You ain't got time.
Just go get on that horse.

Now!

All right, boy.

I mean business.

Yes, sir.

I'm in charge.

Let's go.

We want to talk to you.

- Where's Dr. Mike?
- She's gone.

Dr. Mike!
Mm!

We thought we'd ask you one
last time where the hideout is.

You better tell us.

I'll tell you.

Better than that --
I'll take you

straight
to Jim and Cole Younger.

Just let me out,
and I'll show you.

You're going to turn in
your own gang?

I may be an outlaw
and a robber,

but I draw the line
at stealing kids.

Let's go.

Wait a minute.
What if she runs?

We'll tie her
to the saddle.

What if the marshal comes?

We'll bring her right back
here with the brothers.

$700, Jake.

I won't try and get away.

I'll do anything to keep them
from hurting Brian.

Come on, boy.

Come on.

Come on.

My stirrups are
a little long.

Could you shorten them for me?

How's that?

That ought to be just right.

Hyah!

Sully, look.

Hey, Jimmy.
There's a rider coming.

Is that Belle?

It's her horse.

Well, she's wearing a dress.

- That ain't Belle.
- Unh-unh.

Come on.

Who are you?

My name is Colleen Cooper,
and you have my brother.

What are you doing
with Belle's horse?

She sent me to tell you
to let Brian go.

What?

She said
if you hurt him, she'd...

She'd what?

I got to whisper it to you.

That's Belle, all right.

Come on out, Jimmy.

- Oh, Brian, are you all right?
- Yeah.

How'd you get here?

On Thunder.

- You rode that wild horse?
- That's amazing.

I know.
I can't believe I did it.

Who's coming now?

I'll be damned.

You made it, Colleen.

I'm all right, Ma.
They didn't hurt me.

Darn good thing they didn't.

Well, what are we going
to do now, Belle?

- Ride out of here.
- Wait, Belle.

You have to go back to town,
stand trial.

I can't do that.

You know
how the trial's going to go.

But if you run, they're going
to catch up sooner or later.

If you cooperate now,
you'll get a lighter sentence.

We'll be here when you get out.
We'll help you start a new life.

That's what I'm fixing to do --
go straight.

What?!

You're going
to turn yourself in?

No.

You know what it's like in jail.

You come out a worse crook
than when you go in,

but if I get away now,
I get a chance to start over.

I can disappear,
change my name,

and hope, one day, I can get
myself a family like yours,

like you been to me.

Don't you want to be
an outlaw no more?

It ain't
all it's cracked up to be.

More riders coming.

Looks like a posse.

Come on.

You better hurry.

Thanks.

"And Colleen Cooper,

jumping on the bandit queen's
wild horse,

rode quickly
to bring the message --

'Release the hostage, or suffer
the wrath of Belle Starr.'"

I'm proud of you getting
on that horse.

Was it hard?

Not really.

Actually, it was exciting.

I'd like to have
a horse like that someday.

You saved my life.

Me and Belle did.

I wonder where Belle is now.

The posse never caught her.

I hope she's found a quiet
town where no one knows her.

Dr. Mike, listen,
this just came over the wire.

A stagecoach was robbed
near Pueblo this morning

by Belle Star and her gang.

They got away with $600.

They upped the reward
on her to $1,000.

Keep you posted.

I believed her.

So did I.

I guess
we all believed in her.

I really thought
we'd gotten through to her.

How could I have
misjudged her so?

Because you believe in folks.

That's one of the finest things
about you.

It's one of the reasons
I love you.

We shouldn't have given her
a second chance.

I'm glad we did.

Why?

Because you can't close your
heart and give up on people.

When you shut down the door,
no one can get in.

Besides, we haven't heard
the end of Belle Starr.

You think she could
still turn around?

I know one thing --
We did what we could.

And she'll remember us.

And we'll remember her.