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Whoa.

Isn't that the finest carriage ever?

He's coming home today, you know, from Harvard University.

Steven, Mr. Rogers' son.

No, I didn't know that, Mama.

Come along.

Good morning, Mrs. Shepherd.

Good morning, Mrs. O'Rourke.

I sure do appreciate you opening early for me.

I have a hundred things on my mind.

Anna May.

Good morning.

Good morning, Newly.

I thought I was an early bird.

Well, I'm still half asleep.

Say, tell me something.

Has anybody asked you to the barn dance tonight?

Didn't even know they were having one.

My luck's holding.

Well, I'll have to ask Mama first.

Say, you know, you sure are hard to get ahold of lately.

Well, Mama keeps me pretty busy.

Let me know later.

Everybody in town's gonna be there.

Good morning, Mr. O'Brien.

- Good morning, Mrs... - My dear,

we mustn't keep Mrs. O'Rourke waiting...

Let him know what?

Well, there's a barn dance tonight, mama,

and Newly wanted to know if I'd go with him.

We'll be much too busy tonight.

Now, Mildred has been saving this one for you,

and I think it'll be most becoming.

It's the newest thing from St. Louis, Anna May.

I hear everybody's going to the dance tonight.

Mr. Rogers is sponsoring it

to raise money for the school fund, you know.

Oh really, Mr. Rogers himself?

Stage is coming in, folks!

Maybe a hat in a nice, complimentary color.

Well, I'll show you what I have.

Welcome home, son.

- You're looking good! - Thank you very much, Pa.

The ranch has sure changed since you've last seen it.

I don't think you'll even recognize it.

Dodge City certainly hasn't changed much.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Shepherd.

I don't think I've got anything that's really suitable.

Oh, nevermind.

Just wrap up the dress, and we'll be back for it.

Come along, dear.

I want to catch Mr. Burke at the freight office.

Mama... About the barn dance.

I don't know what I have to do

that's so important I can't go.

Oh, well of course you can go.

I can?

Yes, you just tell Mr. O'Brien that we would be

most pleased to have him escort us.

Us, Mama?

Mr. Rogers?

What a pleasurable surprise!

Steven, I thought you were away at the university.

Well yes, ma'am. I graduated.

Oh, Mr. Rogers, you must be so proud.

I am.

Mrs... Shepherd.

Joan Shepherd.

And this is my daughter, Anna May.

Anna May, you've certainly met Steven.

Hello.

I'm your neighbor, Mr. Rogers,

in that little farm just across the creek

that your stock uses.

Oh, of course.

I have a very bad memory for names, Mrs. Shepherd.

Mr. Rogers, I do feel positively guilty

never paying you a call.

Oh, no, no.

It's my obligation, Mrs. Shepherd.

Well, here I am just prattling on,

taking up the time of a busy man.

Well, it's been a pleasure meeting you

and your daughter, Mrs. Shepherd.

Mine also, Mrs. Shepherd, and Miss Shepherd.

Oh, well we have to hurry along too.

There's just so many things to do.

Anna May has a fitting,

and I have some business at the bank.

Well, Steven, you've done yourself proud, real proud.

Thank you, Mrs. Shepherd.

She's very attractive, Father.

Howard.

Mama, that was embarrassing!

There's nothing embarrassing

about saying hello to neighbors.

Neighbors!

Mama, Mr. Rogers' ranch covers over 100 square miles!

His house on the hill right behind us.

Did you see the way that boy of his looked at you?

I wasn't particularly looking at him.

Well it's time that you should.

He's the richest man in the state, that father of his.

It's time that you should.

Oh my, it's a pleasure, watching real genteel people.

And that boy.

Oh, that boy, Anna May, he's got a future.

You can most surely believe that.

You said you were surprised to see him,

when you knew all the while

that Mr. Rogers' son was coming in.

That's just a polite way of greeting.

But, Mama.

Your dress should be ready by now.

Whoa.

That pest is here again.

Good morning, Orlo.

Morning, ladies.

Good morning, Orlo.

What brings you over?

Oh, just more spring taters than I can use, Mrs. Shepherd.

Put 'em in the shed for you.

Down you go, Anna May.

Oh, Orlo, would you mind tending the buckboard before you leave?

Yes, Mrs. Shepherd.

You sure do look pretty today, Anna May.

Well thank you, Orlo.

Yes, my.

You know, Mama, he always brings you things

and does us favors.

How can you call him a pest?

I don't mind him doing us favors.

Doesn't change a pest.

Chester, aren't you late for work?

Mr. Bodkin knows I'm coming in late.

Oh, Anna May, you better go upstairs and change

and see how far that cow has wandered.

Here, let me prepare breakfast.

You just... set a place.

Is it a good practice leaving Mr. Bodkin

shorthanded at the bank?

I'll make it up tonight.

I'm helping him with the books.

Mr. Rogers' son, Steven, came in this morning.

I guess he'll be helping out his father

now that he's finished with his schooling.

You know, they're gonna be at the barn dance tonight.

Well, they should be; Mr. Rogers is sponsoring it.

Are you gonna come?

I don't think so, Mama.

Well, you should consider the amount of business

that Mr. Rogers has done at the bank.

It doesn't hurt meeting a man like that in a social light.

I'll see, Mama.

I tried to wait up for you last night,

but I finally fell asleep.

Got in late.

Went into town.

I thought that you might be at the Long Branch,

but somebody said that you went into Garden City.

Mama, you shouldn't spy on me.

A mother takes an interest in her son, and that is spying.

I mean...

I'm old enough not to worry about.

Time that a mother stops worrying about her children

is when she's in her grave.

Well, did you see her, talk to her?

Isn't that my business?

No other reason to go into Garden City,

except to talk to that trollop.

It's the proper word.

Mama, why even say it?

- You did see her. - Yes.

And talked to her.

She wouldn't talk to me.

Then it's over?

Mama, it was over six years ago.

And I was right six years ago.

You were too good for her.

- She was nothing but an empty-headed... - Mama, stop.

Oh, she never had an ounce of sense in her head.

I don't want to talk about it.

Clears the air, talking about it.

You can just imagine where she's been

for the past six years,

winding up in Garden City and opening up a saloon.

You were barely 20 years old.

Do you resent my advice, our talks?

No, Mama.

It's just that she ended up nothing but a...

Don't say that word again!

What word describes her?

I'll accept yours.

I surely will.

It's in the past, Mama.

Let's just forget it.

That's a shame.

A mother has to be so candid with her children.

The one to point out all of the pitfalls in life.

Just brings resentment.

I don't resent you, Mama.

Oh, Chester.

Take the Sutter girl to the dance!

Mary Sutter?

Well, she's a widow, but she's still very young,

and you know that she's had her eyes on you for two years.

Not to mention all that river property

that her poor dead husband bought.

Why, he bought it for a song.

We have nothing in common.

What is wrong with this family?

Anna May could have the pick of anybody in Dodge,

and there she is, she's mooning over a shop keeper.

Anna May could do worse, Mama.

Newly O'Brien's a very decent man.

Why does it have to be worse?

Why not better?

You almost destroyed your own life,

marrying a hussy who did nothing

but laugh at silly, silly things!

Six years ago, Mama.

That was the last time I laughed too.

Were you and Chester fighting?

Sometimes I wish your father were alive.

A man is listened to, and a woman is...

Bite your lips; they're pale.

Mama, I'm just going out to look for a cow.

You can never tell when some young man

might come riding by, like that Rogers boy.

Bite your lips.

Such little things that we don't do

come back to haunt us.

Such little things.

Bow to your partner.

Odd couples out to the couple on the right

with the right hand cross will shake 'em out'll do.

Left hand backs and how are you?

What are you trying to do, fatten me up?

No, no thanks.

Why aren't you out there making some lady happy?

Well, Evelyn, two good reasons.

Two left feet.

Out with the left To the old left hand

And meet your honey With the right left plan,

Meet your honey And pat her on the head

If she don't like this It'll beat her toes red

Bow to your home And everybody swing

Swing and whirl That pretty little gal

Mr. O'Brien, do you have any idea

what time the mail stage

will be coming through tonight?

Well it's generally on time, Mrs. Shepherd, eight o'clock.

Matter of fact...

five minutes or so from now.

I sure do hate to ask you this favor,

but I'm expecting a most important letter from the east.

Would you mind just to go down there and check on it for me?

Yes, ma'am, I'll go on down there.

Thank you.

Would you like some punch, dear?

All right, Mama.

Bite your lips.

My! Doesn't this look good?

I bet that's Harriet's recipe.

You must remind me to ask her.

Oh my.

Did I interrupt you?

I am sorry.

Certainly not, Mrs. Shepherd.

Don't tell me that you men

are too busy to taste this punch.

Anna May, will you help me with the glasses?

Excuse us, gentlemen.

My.

I declare, it's just like men.

Talking business instead of just enjoying themselves.

My husband, rest him, he was the same way.

On our plantation in Virginia,

he could never relax on the veranda.

The parties that we'd give.

Steven, I declare I'm shocked

that you're just standing there

with all these pretty girls absolutely dying to dance.

And Anna May, you just standing here.

Mama.

And I bet you learned a lot of fancy steps up east.

Now don't tell me that you didn't.

May I, Miss Shepherd.

I can't get over the way that boy

has just sprouted up.

He's so handsome, Mr. Rogers.

Do you know, I have been wanting to compliment you

on those fine horses that you race.

Thank you, Mrs. Shepherd.

It may seem self-indulgent.

Oh, I don't see it as a self-indulgence.

No, not at all.

A man in your position built up a dozen cattle ranches.

Well, I think you deserve a little side pleasure.

Mr. Rogers, do you know, I have heard

that you've started sheep raising up in Montana?

Well yes, I've been experimenting.

I truly would value your opinion

on whether or not it's worthwhile to raise sheep.

I truly would.

Hi, Doc.

Newly.

Don't tell me you're here without a girl.

No, I came with Anna May.

Oh.

Oh, you did, huh?

You know, Doc, there's something

I can't figure out about her mother.

Newly!

I think you know Steven.

Sure, I know him.

Newly.

Yes, well we must talk again sometime, Mrs. Shepherd,

but Steven and I do have this engagement.

Are you ready, son?

Goodnight.

The prettiest girl here, Papa.

All right, you big-footed scutters,

get ahold of your favorite shemale,

for we're fixin' to go again.

Let her rip, Frank!

Bow to your partners Bow to your corner

Wave hi to your maw and paw.

Hold your hands, Circle this out,

Let a little moonshine In your mouth

Drop your holster, Grand trail home Indian style.

Now you're home And everybody swing.

Swing and whirl That pretty little gal.

Swing that little gal Round and round

And let that bigfoot jog around

Whoa.

Oh, you don't have to get down, Mr. O'Brien.

It's late, and I know that you're anxious to get home.

Anna May.

We do appreciate your escorting us to the dance.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, Newly.

I had a wonderful time.

So did I, Anna May.

Mrs. Shepherd.

That letter you expected never came in.

Oh, it's not something

that I'll lose sleep over, Mr. O'Brien.

Evening, ladies.

Hyah! Yip!

- Mama! - Anna May.

You could have been a little more friendly

dancing with young Rogers.

Did you see the way the he looked at you?

Oh my, I can tell you that young man's might interested.

It was absolutely embarrassing,

the way you talked about us having parties on a plantation.

Mama, papa never did anything but sharecrop in Virginia.

Well, it was a small departure from the truth.

Daughter, I'm gonna tell you something.

It is the small things in life

that say what a body is,

how he or she will be in the world.

But us owning a plantation house in Virginia!

We almost did.

It's just the little things that we do...

Or don't do.

I was younger than you but just as pretty.

And he was like Mr. Rogers as a young man.

Oh, he was so handsome.

His father owned the plantation,

and I used to watch from the farmhouse.

He rode a yellow horse, a big yellow horse.

He was a wonderful sight.

He became governor, and we almost married.

You almost married the governor of Virginia, Mama?

They gave a party.

And I dressed up just as pretty as I could

and just appeared there.

Just appeared, without an invitation.

I was 16, and it was my first party

on the biggest plantation in Virginia.

Oh, Mama, that must have been so thrilling!

I was the prettiest girl there, I just knew it.

And then, he saw me.

And I waited, and he came over.

And he asked me my name and told me how pretty I was,

and if he could see me again.

What did you say, mama?

Somebody called out to him.

My mouth had just opened to say yes,

and suddenly he was turning away.

He had to leave, and I waited.

He never came back that day.

But didn't he ask you again?

Such small things...

Called away before I could say yes.

And every Sunday he'd be hunting foxes,

riding his big yellow horse across the fields.

And I'd watch...

and wait.

Such small things.

We have to be so careful of the small things.

We have to plan and be careful.

But mama, everything worked out all right for you.

I mean, marrying papa.

It was the one barn dance

having all the important people in Dodge City.

I was busy, Mama.

You look like you've been drinking.

Well that's being busy, Mama.

Don't be sarcastic with me.

Even Mr. Bodkin was there,

talking to all the influential people.

You could have done a lot of good for yourself,

given your opinions...

I don't want to do myself any "good", Mama.

I'm a bank clerk.

That's all I'll ever be.

And it's thanks to me that you got that job.

Mama, just forget about me.

Please. Just forget.

And forget about Anna May too.

Give her a chance.

That's all she needs mama, a chance.

Just a chance.

Good morning, Mr. Rogers!

Mrs. Shepherd.

It occurred to my son and me on our way home

that we've never had a neighborly visit.

Would you and your...

family care to join us for luncheon today?

Oh! Oh, that would be just fine.

Say about 12:00.

I'll send the carriage for you.

Why, thank you.

We'd be delighted.

Chester!

We've been invited to the house!

To Mr. Rogers' house!

I'll be busy at the bank, Mama.

My.

Oh my, this takes me back.

"Sunday prancin"" we used to call it,

with all the gentlemen showing their horses,

trying to outdo one another,

and their ladies looking on.

Well I'm afraid this is a little more serious, Mrs. Shepherd.

Our farms in New Orleans fair well or poor

depending on our showings in the north.

One blue ribbon is worth 200 carriage horses shipped to market.

New Orleans!

You have a horse farm in New Orleans?

We have two, as a matter of fact.

I think Steven will be dividing his time

between here and New Orleans,

getting acquainted with the trade circles down there.

Divine.

Oh, Anna May, did you hear that?

- Steven's going down to New Orleans. - Yes, Mama.

Miss Shepherd, may I show you some of our foals?

Oh, that would be lovely, Steven.

Anna May, you may go along with Steven.

Well, we can't be too late.

Late? Why, we have the whole afternoon.

Mama, Newly's calling on me this afternoon.

Something wrong, Mrs. Shepherd?

Oh, it's just that silly girl.

She has her mind on farming chores.

Well, I like that.

Farm work is never done, as they say.

When the children early on

see their obligation, I like that.

Steven has that trait.

Shoulder to the plow, pleasures always secondary.

Oh, he's a fine boy, Steven, a fine boy.

Mrs. Shepherd, I guess you've noticed

that Steven is more than fond of your daughter.

I fancy right now he's indicating

that his interest will continue.

I...

Well, I hope that meets with your approval.

They do make a handsome couple, I must say.

Oh, I am very partial to Steven, Mr. Rogers.

I truly am.

Well, good, good.

Steven doesn't enter into relationships lightly.

- It's a yellow horse. - Palomino.

I remember a yellow horse.

It was so long ago.

So long ago.

Mama, I don't like him!

Like has nothing to do with marrying well.

Now, you mind some common sense.

Why, you could be Mrs. Steven Rogers before the summer's out.

Now go on over to Abbey Brooster's

and get me those pie dishes that you promised me.

Newly's gonna be here any minute!

Well he'll just have to wait, won't he?

But, Mama!

Will you hurry on?

- Afternoon, Anna May. - Orlo!

Yes.

- Orlo. - Mrs. Shepherd.

Brought you a little something, Mrs. Shepherd.

Two hams.

Got more than I need.

Why thank you, Orla. That's very nice.

Been meaning to ask you something, Mrs. Shepherd.

Something serious.

Well, Orlo, you know that I'm always happy

to give you any advice that I can.

I got my farm almost paid off now.

Yeah, I know. And you deserve a lot of credit

for coming along with that place the way that you have.

I mean, Mrs. Shepherd...

Well, a man think of taking his self a wife,

but not much time to spent on the courting.

Oh, well I wouldn't worry about courting, Orlo.

A woman looks to a man for hard work and a future.

Yes, important things.

And I always figured it's my place to ask the mother first.

Well it's a relief to find

a few old-fashioned ideas still around.

I kept thinking about my land being next to yours.

You always so practical.

Maybe...

Appearances are deceiving, like you say.

And Anna May's of a practical side too.

Our land's joined up real nice.

All we'd have to do is take down the one fence.

The land's joined up?

I say something funny, Mrs. Shepherd?

I put it a funny way, Mrs. Shepherd?

No.

No, it... It doesn't matter, Orlo.

Of course, you have my permission to speak to Anna May.

Mrs. Shepherd!

Anything you say to Anna May sure can help!

Yes ma'am!

You know, Orlo, I really can't get over

the way that he insists on bothering Anna May.

I just don't understand it.

Newly's bothering Anna May?

Oh, well she tries to be polite,

but he takes advantage, knowing that there's

no man in this house that can be firm with him.

I sure can get firm with him.

Oh, Orlo, I don't want you to get in trouble for my sake.

It's just that, well, a woman without a man suffers,

and that's the way that it is.

Don't mind any trouble.

As long as it's right and proper.

Mrs. Shepherd.

Anna May's expecting me to take her for a ride this afternoon.

Well, she's not here, and she won't be back for a while.

I see.

Would you mind if I waited?

Well, I guess not if you want to.

He's waiting? After being told plain?

Mr. O'Brien is not easily discouraged.

What do you say, Orlo? Got all your crops in yet?

Nevermind my crops.

Don't your ears hear too good?

What's that?

You stay away from Anna May, you hear?

I see you bothering her again, I'm gonna tromp all over you.

Oh, I don't think that's any of your business, Orlo,

and I don't happen to be bothering her.

Get in that surrey and get!

Orlo?

Orlo?

My legs!

I can't feel nothin'!

Don't move.

Don't move an inch.

What happened, Newly?

You hit your head on the wagon.

Just lie still.

Funny.

I can't remember anything.

You don't remember arguing with me?

What about?

Well that's not important now.

Look, I'm gettin' Doc Adams.

I don't want anybody to move you.

Mrs. Shepherd, you stay here with him.

I'll be right back as quick as I can.

Hyah!

Hyah!

You don't remember the fight, Orlo?

Who was fightin'?

You were trying to protect yourself.

And Newly O'Brien through you against the wagon.

He did that?

I feel...

I feel...

funny.

I saw it all from here.

But you couldn't hear anything they were saying?

Just when Mr. O'Brien raised his voice.

I could sure hear that.

He was angry.

It's not a pleasant task being

a witness against Mr. O'Brien.

Marshal, he is an impulsive young man,

but he's quite likable.

Well, he claims he didn't strike any blows at all.

He said he was just trying to defend himself.

Well, you heard what Orlo said

when you came in with Doc Adams.

He was set on by Mr. O'Brien without an ounce of cause.

Well, Doctor Adams feels that Orlo's

not gonna remember a thing about what happened.

As a matter of fact, he's in a coma now.

That's why what you heard and saw is extremely important.

My upbringing taught me never

to call anyone a liar, Marshal.

You're saying Newly lied?

Well he has a right to his story.

But it is a terrible thing to see one man

deliberately smash another.

Mrs. Shepherd, Judge Brooker's

gonna have a hearing this afternoon.

Well, of course I'll be there.

I thought that you'd have run out of excuses to Mr. Bodkin for being late.

I won't need any more excuses, Mama.

I'm quitting the bank.

After six years, how can you do that?

I'm tired, Mama.

Oh, well if that's all it is,

then I'm sure that Mr. Bodkin can give you some time off.

Mama, if I told you something, would you listen?

I mean, really listen.

I always listen to my children.

It's a shame that they can't say the same for their mother.

Ma, did you ever have a dream so real

that you wake up believing it really happened?

Everybody has dreams like that.

You know what I mean.

I mean, a dream is something you can't help.

And the way you feel when you wake up

is something you can't help either.

I just don't know what that has to do with anything.

Just listen.

Last night I had a dream.

And when I woke up, I believed it really happened.

I could see the fields. How green they looked.

And the oak tree by my window.

The way the breeze stirred it.

Like that tree was alive.

I guess I never thought of that tree as being alive before.

Mama...

The way I felt...

Like I was that tree.

Alive for the first time.

Mama, I... I felt so different.

As if I were seeing the whole world for the first time.

As though I had been suddenly born again.

I felt this new thing.

Free.

As if there was nothing I couldn't do from this day on.

We all have pleasant dreams.

Mama...

I dreamt you were dead.

Mama, I love you.

We, Anna May and I, we both love you.

You love me wishing I was dead?

Mama, we can't help our dreams!

Am I some kind of a monster?

Wishing nothing but the best for my children?

Mama, if you'd only understand.

There's more to living than just driving fancy carriages

and living in the big house on the hill.

Mama, can't you see what you've done to me?

What you're doing to Anna May?

What I've done to you?

You have wasted your entire life.

What was it for?

Was it to spite me?

Is that what it was, to spite me?

No, mama. Please.

Maybe you loved us too much.

Maybe we love you too much.

Don't you dare talk to me about love

and wish me dead in the same breath.

No, sir.

We'd never exchanged as much as a word between us.

I mean a bad word.

Anytime we ever met, as nothing more than a hello.

Then you think that the argument started

because of his jealousy over Mrs. Shepherd's daughter?

That seemed to be it, Your Honor.

I guess Orlo happened to be sweet on Anna May.

You want to add anything further, Mr. O'Brien?

No, sir.

I pushed Orlo away from me and he fell.

From the window it must have

looked different to Mrs. Shepherd.

You may return to your seat.

Your Honor.

I'd like to remind everybody that

this is a hearing and not a trial,

a hearing to determine the cause of Orlo Baker's injuries.

Doctor Adams, what is the condition

of your patient this morning?

He's still in a coma, Judge.

Ma Smalley is watching after him.

Marshal, do you have anything further

to add to your deposition?

No, Your Honor.

Orlo said for little to Doc and I when we brought him in,

just the few words I told to you.

Said he was attacked and he was trying to defend himself.

Mrs. Shepherd, would you take the stand please?

Hardly.

Orlo was simply a neighbor.

He never took any interest in Anna May that I know of.

And you have no idea what that quarrel was about

between Newly O'Brien and Orlo Baker?

Well, it certainly wasn't over my daughter.

I mean, what right could they have in arguing over her?

Orlo was a bone-poor dirt farmer,

and O'Brien was a shopkeeper.

Miss Shepherd, the importance of your testimony here

may be incalculable.

Orlo was with you in the farmhouse when Mr. O'Brien arrived.

Now, wasn't anything said then by Orlo

to give some clue to his attitude towards Mr. O'Brien?

No, nothing but friendliness, as far as I can see.

Oh yes, there was one thing.

Continue.

Well, it was just a word in passing

just before I opened the door for Mr. O'Brien.

It was... I can't be positive.

I think Orlo was afraid of Mr. O'Brien.

Afraid? In what way?

Orlo said something about Mr. O'Brien not liking him

and that Orlo avoided him whenever possible.

It was something like that.

Orlo avoided O'Brien?

But you just heard Mr. O'Brien testify

that Orlo approached him and started an argument.

Yes, I heard that.

You saw otherwise?

As I told the marshal,

I'm not going to call anybody a liar.

But it is just not the way that I saw it.

I heard voices.

And Mr. O'Brien was saying something,

and then Orlo was going over to him

like Orla was being called over.

Your honor, I forgot about that part of it.

I did speak to Orlo first.

I asked him how his crops were.

But that's the same as saying hello.

You stated Mr. O'Brien was angry.

Well I heard his voice raised.

Did you hear any words in reference to your daughter?

My daughter would not permit herself to be fought over

like a common alley cat, and neither will I.

Now, I saw what I saw, and I heard what I heard.

It happened on my farm,

but it had nothing more to do with Anna May.

I won't have her name connected

with a common, vulgar quarrel between two men.

That Mr. O'Brien attacking that poor boy

and throwing him up against the wagon

like he wanted to kill him.

Mrs. Shepherd, it only looked like that!

Miss Shepherd...

I'm not sure you understood my question.

You said you "heard what you heard," quoting you.

Just exactly what did you hear?

Words, just...

Just words, I couldn't understand them.

Then how would you know they didn't pertain to your daughter

as Mr. O'Brien has just testified?

Well I just... I just know.

It's the way that you hear things.

Now, there are things in store for my daughter.

Why, just that day we were up at Mr. Rogers' big house.

Now, I'm not permitting anybody to steal her chances.

Why, she's got her whole life in front of her.

It's one of misery or of the good things.

The good things denied her mother,

and those good things that she tried to get for her son.

We do things for our children.

Miss Shepherd.

We never ask.

Why, from the day that they're born,

never an unkind word from me.

I just want a full, happy life for my son

and the same thing for my daughter.

Always giving, never... Never asking.

You with your dreams.

Was it a happy dream?

Reborn again?

I had dreams...

And they didn't hurt anybody.

Never seeing anybody dead.

I was just...

Just riding a yellow horse.

That's all.

I was just sitting up there on that yellow horse.

And everybody was looking at me.

All those fine plantation gentlemen.

They were pointing and saying. "Ain't she grand?"

On that yellow horse.

Just...

Just riding a yellow horse.

Oh...

It wasn't Orlo's fault.

It wasn't Mr. O'Brien's fault.

It wasn't my fault.

Did I not do it for my children?

I don't know.

Maybe I'll never know.

Oh!

Hi!

Look who's visiting.

It's not exactly a visit, Mama.

Oh.

I thought you'd like to know...

Orlo's gonna be fine.

Oh, that's good news.

That poor boy.

He's been in bed for weeks.

How are you, Mama?

Oh, I'm fine.

Well, one person taking care of this big house.

Anna May.

Somebody told me that you're

helping Ma Smiley run that boarding house.

I'm cooking for her, mama.

Oh, that's nice.

And Chester, I heard a kind of a rumor

that Mr. Bodkin had made you Assistant Manager.

Just Head Cashier, Mama.

Oh, well that's almost the same.

Won't be long now.

We just wanted to see if you were well, Mama.

Oh.

Oh, I was just making a little lunch.

It wouldn't be a bit of trouble.

Maybe another time, Mama.

Oh, well of course, I know that you're a busy man.

Goodbye, Mama.

You all just stop by any, any time.

Oh, Mama.

Oh my!

You just squeeze a body to death.

Chester!

You get that horse out of the sun.

I have the best news for this family.

There is a mill coming in from the north.

They want to buy 20 acres

along that river bottom property that we own.

That'll be $500.

That's wonderful news.

And Anna May, there's the nicest young man

who's representing the company.

He is a lawyer.

He'll be coming by here.

It'll be next Saturday, probably.

And his dad is one of the biggest landowners in Oregon.

And his name is Daryl.

Isn't that a sweet name?

I really want you to meet that young man, Anna May.

Now, the first thing we're gonna do

is go into town and see...