03x25 - The Joshua Gilliam Story

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Hey, don't be a dead buffalo.

I don't think so, Bill.

Usually buffalo around here
the last couple of years.

Let's take a look.

Give me some water.

Oh. Oh, my back.

Water.

See who did

that?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Don't be.

You say you're a schoolteacher, huh?

That's right, Major Adams.

You still haven't told us. What?

What happened here? Back here? Well.

One of my students was a bully.

He picked on the younger children.

A troublemaker.

I don't like corporal punishment,
but sometimes there's no other answer.

I took a Willis, which, to him,
this father is a very important man.

And he didn't think
I had the right to punish his son.

So he and some of his hands
showed up with whips.

How long ago did this happen?

One day ago, too.

I don't know.

All I remember is the pain.

Oh, you poor man.

You're very kind.

And I'm all right now.

Well, they sure chewed you up. Good.

And their own minds, they were justified.

I don't hold it against them.

They were justified, Huh?

Well, Mr.

you got a lot more forgiveness
than I would have had.

What are your plans, William?

Well, I don't know exactly.

I didn't have much time to make plans.

Oregon, maybe.

We're going to the coast.

Well, I'm afraid I'm a little unsound
financially.

Major Adams.

If Mr. Gilliam is a schoolteacher.

Well, I mean that children
have been quite a handful.

I've done the best I could.

But if we had a real schoolteacher
like Mr.

Gilliam.

Greta.

Wait a minute, Miss Halstead.

You know, there's got a point there.

However, you could earn your passage.

We've got a bunch of real wild
Indians on this outfit.

You're not just being charitable,
are you, Major?

Would you worry about charity?

Where's your passion?

More just having somebody
to keep our Apaches out of trouble.

And I always insist on earning my own way
wherever I go.

You'll earn your own way, right?

If you take care of these kids.

Charlie's right about that, Mr. Gilliam.

Jobs. Yours if you want to. Thank you.

I accept. Good.

Thank you, Miss Hollister.

It is, Miss, isn't it?

Yes, Mr.

Gilliam.

You ask me, Kizzy,
the only thing in the world how.

To take care of.

Come on.

I never had much schooling myself.

Never needed much.

But some men have a certain
native ability, Mr. Webster.

And I'm sure you're one of them.

You're very fortunate.

Oh, I reckon so.

I've always gotten along.

Still, education is valuable.

No matter what your field.

I find it keeps one conscious of
the entire forward movement of the race.

Race?

I've never taken you for a sporting man.

I refer to the human race, Mr.

Worcester.

Oh. Oh, yes, I guess it does.

You know, you're going to have troubles.

And kids, we get along.

Don't
you like children? Oh, I like children.

All right. But they're kind of running
wild this trip.

Now, you take me to Halstead.

She's possibly doing the best she can.

But if you ask me,
it takes a man's firm hand to handle it.

She seems like a nice young lady.

Nice. She's more than that. She's rich.

Well, maybe not right
now, but when she gets to California,

she's going to have 5000 acres
at Sacramento Valley.

Her grandpappy gave it to her.

She's very lucky.

If I wasn't busy right
here, I'd be back to a quarter.

Of course. Remodeled help out.

I'm sure Mrs.

Harstad is a charming woman
once you get to know her.

I don't intend to know where
I got troubled enough money.

Oh, you slow down
Every time I start talking

to you.

Good evening, ladies.

Mr. Gilliam, are you feeling better?

Much better. Thank you,

Mrs. Hollister.

Would you join us for supper?

Thank you.

But I believe Mr.

West is preparing something.

We'd be delighted to have you, wouldn't
we, Mother?

Of course.

We have beaten biscuits and blueberry
preserves from back home.

Blueberry preserves?

Do you know I haven't eaten
blueberry preserves since my college days?

Then you'll eat some tonight.

Please sit down.

Well, if you're sure,
it'll be no imposition.

No imposition.

You're a

college graduate, Mr.

Girl. In Princeton, ma'am.

Isn't this rather strange place
to find a Princeton man?

Well, I understand
you can find Princeton men most anywhere.

I really came here
to ask about your classes, Miss Horsted.

Do you plan to teach tonight?

I was hoping to. Oh, splendid.

Then I can begin paying my way.

A man must stand on his own two feet.

It's the only road to self-respect.

An admirable sentiment, Mr. Gillingham.

More than sentiment,
madam, is the guiding rule

of my life.

Remember now.

Arithmetic can be fun.

Like a puzzle.

I know all of you like puzzles right

now that you all know what you get

when you add five apples
and five apples, don't you,

Sharon?

Ten apples?

Correct.

But what do you get
when you add five apples,

five oranges, a peach,
a pear and a banana?

Who knows?

Fruit salad, of course.

When you.

At 5:00.

He sure knows how to handle kids than me.

So it seems.

Mighty lucky to have him.

Know so little about him.

And his homestead out
in this part of the country.

It's what a man does, it
not what he has done.

It doesn't take any great guesswork
to see that he's a real teacher.

I'm sure he's a teacher.

But what else is he?

Well, he's a man.

My book. That's good enough for me.

Evening results.

What do you.

Goodnight, children.

Goodnight, Mr.

Gilliam.

Goodnight.

It's a fine group of children.

Love them, don't you?

Children, Of. Course.

Sometimes I look into their faces
and try to see the faces

of the men and women
they will become. Can you see them?

Sometimes I see great leaders.

Among them statesmen, builders,

dreamers of great dreams.

And I try to work a little harder.

My vanity as a boss.

But I like to feel that by molding
young minds, I help to model the future

in a small way of course.

I've felt that way sometimes.

Sometimes that they like flowers
opening up in front of you.

Of course,
I'm not a real teacher like you.

I've never been trained.

But you have the desire to help others.

I knew that the first moment I saw you.

The way you work to help me.

You had such a tender touch.

Mr. Gilliam.

Well, I'm sorry

I've embarrassed you.

But true tenderness and sympathy are rare
flowers to find in the wilderness.

For I was hungry

and you gave me meat.

I was thirsty and he gave me a drink.

I was a stranger.

And you took me in.

Greta. It's getting late.

Of course, Mother.

Good night, Mr.

Gilliam.

Good night, Mr. Austin.

Until tomorrow.

Night.

I don't like him.

Oh, Mother.

Mr. Gilliam.

He's a wonderful man.

There's something wrong about him.

I don't know what, but I can feel it.

I know what it is.

You don't like him because he likes me.

Don't be silly.

I'm not being silly. Mother,
we better discuss this.

I don't see what there is to discuss.

You think he's a fortune hunter?

Just as you've thought about every man
who's ever been attracted to me.

Well, Mother, it so happens that Mr.

Gilliam doesn't know anything
about my inheritance.

He knows

that kind always manages to find out
just exactly.

What do you mean? That kind?

All men are that kind to you.

Mother, I'm a grown up woman now.

Don't you think I have a mind of my own?

Darling,
you don't know anything about men.

Then it's about time
I found out, isn't it?

Well, if it was some nice young man,
some decent young man.

Young men want young women.

Mother, I'm an old maid.

Oh, nonsense.

You are an attractive, healthy
young woman.

I should have married ten years ago.

I want to get married.

I want to have children.

I want my own children,
not somebody else's.

Darling, you shall have them on the right.

Man comes along.
How often is the right man?

Already come along.
Only to have you chase him away.

Oh, don't say that.

I want you to be happy.

Then let me be happy.

Let me fall in love Mother.

Let somebody fall in love with me.

Please, Mother.

Of course, darling.

But not this man.

We know so little about him.

I know quite enough about him.

He's kind, He's gentle.

He likes me, and I like him.

So you leave us alone, Mother, I demanded.

Now we'll talk about it tomorrow.

You are too upset to talk now.

I won't feel any differently about it
tomorrow.

Mr. Gilliam is interested in me,

and I'm going to do everything I can
to encourage him.

And you are not to interfere, Mother.

I won't stand for it.

That's all for tonight, children.

Are you really a magician, Mr.

Gilliam?

Why, of course. Sharon.

Who else can take a penny out of your ear?

But do you remember what I told you
about thrift?

Now, you keep that
until we get to California,

and I wouldn't be surprised
if I find another in your other ear.

Now, run along.

I really think you are a magician.

Anybody who could civilize our children
the way you have.

Say that again.

Say what?

Our children.

I better go back to the wagon.

Don't go.

Please.

Sit down.

I'm all. Right.

Just for a moment.

I've wanted to talk to you.

But there's always somebody around.

I know.

There's so few people I can really talk
to, someone to understand.

Life can be lonely.

Yes, very.

Of course you have your mother.

I can't talk to her the way I can.

Do you?

Don't you have someone, Joshua?

Some family, someplace?

Not anymore.

I was married once.

Oh, I didn't know.

She died of the cholera.

She was very much like you.

Sweet, quiet.

Charming.

Please, Joshua.

It is not meant
That man should live alone.

The book says that

the fountain of all wisdom,

a man or a woman can be lonely

in the middle of a crowd.

And when one is so tired of searching.

I'm so tired of being alone

and so hungry in the heart
for someone to love.

You hear the soft sound of a voice

which seems to put your troubles to sleep,

which seems to bring a strange rest,

a quietness

for that's what we all need
more than anything else

to rest and peace of mind.

The deep sleep which soothes us,

which pacifies
the troubles years of our lives.

The deep, restful sleep

which brings peace.

Do you feel that need greater?

Yes, Joshua.

Even until your eyelids begin to get heavy

and your eyes are so tired and hot

that only the coolness of sleep
can soothe,

soothe them into deep slumber.

And then you can hear that voice,

the dear soft voice, your love.

Which means so much to you.

And you will listen and remember

in the soothing slumber of air.

What are you doing?

I don't understand, Mrs. Hollister.

I must have dozed off.

Oh, I'm sorry, Joshua.

That was terribly rude of me.

Are you all right?

Well, of course I am.

Mother, is anything wrong?

I don't know.

Do you remember what I told you,

Joshua?

I seem to be terribly sleepy.

If you'll excuse me.

Of course, my dear.

It's been a long day.

Mother.

I'll be right there, dear.

You're a lucky woman, Mrs.

Harstad.
I want to talk to you, Mr. Gilliam.

Of course.

There's some things

you might as well know about my daughter's
inheritance.

Inheritance?

I'm not a foolish, inexperienced girl
like my daughter, sir.

Her grandfather
specifically stated in his will

that Greta will lose her bequest
if she marries without my approval.

Do you understand that, sir?

Not entirely, madam.

We'll make it quite clear.

Leave my daughter alone.

I prefer to hear those words
from Greta's lips.

You'll hear them from mine.

You're a fortune hunter.

You've turned her head
with your good manners and soft ways.

But if Greta marries without my approval,
she gets no inheritance.

And I will never approve of her
marrying you.

Now, this used to be pretty good country.

Not a gold rich died.

Okay, Charlie, you'd be happy
with Death Valley if they had a.

Saloon in the middle of it.

Gold was just kind of town. It said,

Well, we're not going to get anywhere
mooning about ghost towns.

We better go south, I guess. Major Addams.

Oh, good evening.

His husband.

I'd like to talk with you, Major.

Surely

I want you to keep that man away
from my daughter.

Major Adams.

What man is Joshua Gilliam?

He's an evil man.

Well, I.

I wouldn't know about that,
Mrs. Hollister.

It seems to me that any man that's as good
with children as he is can't be too bad.

That's what I was saying.

He has a charm. It's like the evil eye.

But really.

He's using her. He's turning her head.

It's almost as if she doesn't
have a mind of her own anymore.

And you've got to order him
to stay away from her.

Send him away from the train.

You know, I'm not going to do that.

After all,
he's paid his way just like everybody else

in this house.

And I'm not going to tell him
to stay away from your daughter.

She's a full grown woman.

Don't you think it might be a good idea
for her to make her own decision for once?

You don't understand.

She can't cope with a man like that.

If Mr.

Gilliam does anything wrong,
he'll answer to me, I guarantee you.

But paying cord to a lonely
young woman is not wrong.

Not in my book.

Is there anything else, Mrs.

Halston?

I know there was something missing
the minute she walked up life.

What? She didn't have no proof

Enough. Sudan.

Funny, Charlie.

Suspicious old gal like that
can cause trouble on anything.

I never did like shock Faith when.

I forget about her.

I wish I could be
sure of this Freeman Trail.

You don't suppose just for once,

McCullough could get back here
when we need him, do you?

By golly, I never saw Madge
anxious to get to work as you.

Time is fleeting, Mr.. What's day?

A day lost is lost forever.

But perhaps my enthusiasm for my favorite
subject does get the better of me

at times. Like what? History, sir?

The ennobling life story of our republic.

Is that good? It's inspiring.

The virtuous, yes.

And the force of noblemen
striving to do better.

Why don't you join us, Mr. Lister?

Oh, I've got enough trouble
with my own history

without worrying about anybody else's.

Thanks anyway, though.

You won't listen to me.

No, Mother, I won't.

Let me won't marry you.

He hasn't asked me.

He won't. I saw to that

Just How can you stop him if he wants to?

He won't want to.

I told him you lose your inheritance
if you're married.

Against my wishes.

Mother, do you really think
that would make any difference

to Joshua?

Darling, you're going to be hurt.

Can't you see I'm trying to spare you
that little mother?

I can't see it.

All I can see is my own mother
trying to keep me from finding happiness.

For the first time in my life.

Mother, are you afraid
you're going to lose the money?

You can have it all.

I don't want it.

I want Joshua.

That's all I want.

But just as things were going smoothly,

something terrible happened
to the young nation

in 1691.

Back in Salem,
Massachusetts, there was a witch scare.

Our forefathers

suddenly thought that there were witches
among them everywhere.

Sharon, do you know what a witch is?

Of course, there really aren't
any such things as witches.

Or at least so I've been told.

But the people of Massachusetts
thought differently.

According to them,

witches are unpleasant old women

who can fly around on their brooms

and down through the ages.

The legend is that witches have exchanged

their immortal souls for magical powers.

They can change themselves and animals.

And one of the leading citizens of Salem

once warned from the pulpit

that anyone can be a witch.

The person next to you,

your neighbor,

the old woman who lives down the street.

In fact, if that man were here now,

he'd warn that there might even be a witch
right here on this train.

They used to say

that witches like children,

they find them delicious

and they gather firewood for their ovens

and pop children inside.

And then they have chocolate fudge
children,

much more tender and chocolate fudge man,

If I were one of those men from Salem,

I'd speak these words to you

innocent children,

beware of the witch

unless you want to be piped into an oven.

Never let a witch catch you alone.

Of course,

we all know that there are no such things
as witches,

don't we?

But our grandfather and great grandfathers
thought they were.

And they were very wise men.

So beware.

Beware.

Watch out for the witch.

Whoever she is.

Well,
I guess that's enough history for tonight.

You can run alone now.

Goodnight, children.

Goodnight, Mr.

Gilliam.

Good night, sir.

Why don't you open your eyes?

Can't you see what he's doing?

Mother, You're imagining things.

You're trying to make a boogeyman out of
one of the sweetest people I've ever met.

I tell you, he's no good.

I can feel it.

He's not interested in you either.

He'd never have known about the money

if you hadn't brought it up
and he was interested in me.

Then you'll be wet.

You're under a spell.

She's a witch.

She's a nice old lady.

She think me some candy in her own oven.

Was it chocolate fudge?

Yeah, I guess so.

I wonder who it was.

What are you staring at?

You got.

Where are you going?

For a little walk

with him.

That's my affair.

A mother,

of course.

Child.

Child.

I can't. You see,

I grabbed a baby.

She with you?

I'm not going to eat you.

I'm going to have to have a talk
with those kids, folks.

I'm sure they're just playing
games, Major.

Well, I don't want them to get back
like they were.

What's wrong, Mother?

Am I so awful?

So terrible.

Of course you're not.

What have I done to the children?

They're afraid of me.

They run and scream whenever they see me.

Mother, they're just playing games.

Joshua says it's no game.

It's no game.

Whenever they think I'm not looking,
they watch me.

There's always someone watching me.

I think you're just imagining things.

No, I'm not. I've seen

why I wish we hadn't come.

Why didn't we just do another?

We both agree
this was the only thing to do.

I know, but.

Something is gone wrong.

Something terrible.

I don't know.

You'll feel better in the morning.

Oh, I wish there was a doctor along.

I want to talk to a doctor.

All right, Mother.

The next time we come to.

Am I such a bad mother?

I love children.

I love you.

You're just a child.

You're a wonderful mother.

Go on. I go to sleep.

But why are they afraid of me?

Why are they watching me?

Oh, darling, I'm afraid so.

This terrible.

Sorry.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Harvey.

Harvey.

Oh, Sharon,

go on out and bring a little more wood.

I don't want to go out there.

Why not?

I'm afraid.

Oh, for now, I want you to get
this witch business out of your head.

It's broad daylight,
and nobody is going to hurt you.

But I want to go out now.

You go on before I can. Your hide.

Child.

What the blazes is that?

You go with.

Me. What's going on here?

Oh, child.

Oh, I've had enough, Major.

That woman's got to get off the train.

What's the matter with you, Miller?

That woman must bear my kids.

Not only mine. Every kid on the train.

Who's not Miller,
you are talking absolute nonsense.

Nonsense.

My two are afraid to leave the wagon
alone.

He's my boy, Harvey,
and he's not a young man.

Now, I'm telling you what I'm not.

I mean nothing.

You're acting like a child yourself.

Come on, honey. Tell Major Adams
what's the matter.

What scares you so much? Come on, tell me.

He's a which.

He tried to put me in trouble.

Oh, she didn't try to do that.

She did. You write a brute?

He tried to grab me.

He did, Daddy.

He did.

Well, somebody
please tell me what started all this.

I'm afraid this is all my fault, Major.

And no one else's.

How's that, Mr. Gilliam?

I've been teaching them history,
and I mentioned the Salem Witch trials.

I'm afraid I made the lesson a bit too
graphic.

Children have such vivid imaginations.

Child, I wouldn't hurt you.

You stay away from my kids.

You hear?

Spooky.
All which goes around scaring kids.

You put her off the train, Major.

I put nobody off this train unless you.

If you want to move your wagon
back to the tail end of the line.

That's all right with me.

Now, don't try to tell me
how to run this outfit.

All right? But they can get themselves
another driver.

My boy Harvey isn't going to do it
no more.

That's your business.

Why don't you take your little girl
away from here till she comes

down?

Mr. Gilliam, I'm surprised at you,
Shirley.

You've had enough experience teaching
children to avoid a thing like this.

You're quite right, Major.

And I'm terribly sorry.

If there's anything I can do, you.

Just better stick to teaching
and reading. Writing and arithmetic.

I'm sorry this happened. Mrs.

Harstad have you better take her
to your wagon so she can lie down.

There is one thing I can do.

Imagine if the Miller boy
won't be around to drive Greta's wagon.

I'd be happy to.

I handle a team very well.

Oh, thank you, Joshua.

That would be very kind.

That's a good. Idea.

These two ladies
can use a man on their wagon.

Thanks.

That's the least I can do.

All right, folks, it's all over now.

On back to your wagons.

We pull out in half an hour.

How is she going?

Oh, poor mama.

She loves children so well.

We're going to go rich soon.

I understand there's an excellent doctor
in residence there.

Yes, a doctor, please.

Hey. Hey,
Let me give you a hand with that thing.

That's hairy, man.

You're pretty strong for a schoolteacher.

And I believe in keeping the body
as well as the mind and shave.

Major.

Say, tell me, how was Miss Halsted?

To be honest,
I'm greatly worried about it.

Oh. She's.

Well, she's beginning to imagine things.

What kind of things?

She seems to think
that people are spying on her.

She thinks that there are things
in our waggon,

snakes and bugs.

I don't think she's a drinking
one on her own.

It's nothing like that.

But she is getting old
and there's a strain of travel.

And then the unfortunate incident
with the children,

frankly, I think she needs a doctor.

I don't know where we're going to get one

who used to be a doctor in gold rush, but

since that
mine gave out, the town's all dried up.

There's nobody there.

There might be one in Fremont,
but that's a long ways.

It's a pity.

She's really a very nice person.

But the mind is a strange thing, Major.

Very strange

for your mother.

Yes. It's chicken broth.

Mrs. Johnson made it.

I wouldn't disturb.

Is she still sleeping?

Good. Oh.

Oh, Oh.

Something in the wagon.

I'll.

Oh, All right.

Anything?

No, Major.

There's nothing in the wagon
that doesn't belong here.

When I was scared, her.

I don't know.

But do you remember
what we were talking about earlier?

About the mind?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Oh, but.

I didn't see it. This was.

Horrible. Everything crawling up my Blake.

All right, all right. Now it's all right.
Not mother.

Not trying to.

Oh. Here, Mrs. Austin.
This will help. Yeah.

No, I don't want it.

But you. Must. It'll make your sleep.

Please, Mother.

Come as hostess.

Will Gretel send him away?

Mother Josh was only trying to help you.

Mother, not drink this.

It, Mrs. Harstad, It won't hurt you see,

I graduate.

Doesn't taste very good.
But it's an excellent sedative.

Oh, I don't want anything from you.

I don't want to think that.

Perhaps Major Adam says some lady.

I go get it.

But I think your mother
feel better about it if you write it.

Oh, no.

Yes, of course.
You know, get up and leave me.

I'll be right here.

Mother, stay quiet.

Josh will not leave you.

Mother.

Mother, I'll be right back.

Mother, Right back

to me.

You're very ill, Mrs.

Harstad. Very ill.

You must rest.

You must try to relax.

You have nothing to fear from me.

Just lie back on your pillow

and you'll feel so much better.

You need a doctor.

Someone who can talk with you.

Calm your mind and your fears
and hear you.

Someone
peaceful and quiet who understands you

as a doctor.

And Coleridge a wonderful doctor here.

And gold, which is filled with wonderful,
friendly people who will take care of you

and no one will be afraid of you.

And that the children will come to you
and smile.

You must go to go right to Mrs.

Harstad.

You must go to Coleridge tonight.

You just need a doctor.

A doctor in gold.

Let's

take a gentle horse tonight and slip away.

You'll find a road just north of

you. Understand? It's

Gold Ridge tonight.

No sleep, Mrs.

Foster.

Sleep

each Adams.

Have some.

But we won't need it now, my dear.

She's sleepy.

Poor mother.

I've been unkind.

No, not at all.

Parents and children must learn
that they grow away from each other.

Perhaps her

experiences recently have taught her that.

I hope so.

Come. Come.

Let us sleep.

Oh, do you?

Joshua?

What is it?

Mother's gone.

Are you sure?

Yes, she.

She even taken time for clothes.

I'll be fine.

Maybe she just couldn't sleep.

No, she wanted to. Dr.

Joshua.

Didn't you tell her that
there was a doctor in some town nearby?

Yes. Gold. That's
where she must have gone.

All right, I'll go after.

But don't tell anyone.

Why not.

My dear?

If mother causes any more trouble.

Well, already
people are beginning to talk.

If she delays the train,
there might be serious trouble.

I'll find her and bring her back.

But she's out there all alone.

You know, you go back to your wagon.
I'll take care of your mother.

Oh, hello.

Hello?

Somebody here?

Hello?

Somebody must.

Be here.

Go on.

Try to get packed up.

We can't wait all day. Yes, sir.

Any sign of McCullough mill?

No, not a sign of Adams.

Oh, good morning, Miss Halstead.

How's your mother this going? Well,
that's what I came to talk to you about.

I'm afraid to wait any longer.

Wait what
for. What? Joshua. I want to find it.

But they haven't come back yet.

I'm back from where?

I don't know.

Golden age, I suppose.

Coleridge.

Why would anybody want to go there?

Oh, the doctor.

There's no doctor in gold, religion
or anything else.

There's nobody there.

But Joshua said.

Well, just what did Joshua say?

He said there was a doctor there. He said,

What did you mean just now? No.

Anything else?

My goal? Ridge is a ghost town.

It's been blown away for five years.

Everybody knows that.

You know, everybody, including Gilliam.

Hey, Rams, What are you talking about?

I'm not sure. I rather.

We'll go bring them back. Yes,
but if something's happened to Mother.

Nothing has happened to your mother.

You go on back to your wagon.
Leave it up to us. One minute.

It's all right, Charlie, Get out Versus.

What's the matter?

I'm not sure,
but I think I've been pretty darn stupid.

Gilliam knew that Golriz was a ghost town.

I told him so myself last night.

And there's a few other little things
that don't quite add up.

Won't get. Them here, Major.

Why would you. Want to get rid of her?

I'm not sure, Bill.

Maybe 5000 acres of Sacramento Valley land

and nobody standing in the way
except a sharp eyed old lady.

Come on,

somebody big.

Frieda,

I've come to get you.

You've suffered enough.

Come here. No.

Help Somebody.

There's no one else here, Frieda.

Just you and me.

You're a very sick woman.

I can hear.

You know that.

Oh. Oh,

yeah.

Look who

this will only take a moment.

Frieda.

Oh, and nothing will torment you anymore.

Nothing anymore.

I won't bring you peace.

Take your hands.

Away, Frieda.

Take them down.

You make it easier.

I have been treated well.

But General,

it can't be.

Five, three, three, two.

Oh, I slammed Frieda.

She Major.

Come on.

Her whole holistic.

Come on, let's get out.

Hey, hey,

listen, now you're going to be all right.

You hear me?

It'll be all right.

Come on, we're back to train.

Well,

we.