03x16 - The Maidie Brandt Story

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You can. Be

every

man you.

Man, you

glass, you are your bad.

We're happy.

Don't you worry now.

We'll fix you up.

Fine.

Get going.

Of b*llet.

Oh, no, ma'am.

Take a look for yourself.

No. Put him out of his misery.

Me? You made the mess.

Now clean it up.

I can't k*ll happy.

I'll take care of him.

Making will again like you. Wash.

sh**t him.

Matthew. No.

You're 12 years old, Matthew.

And the man of the family.

It's time you began to act like a man.

He might have been all right.

We don't have time to waste.

He wouldn't have lived long anyway.

I'll go take a look at the horse.

You sh**t him, too.

If necessary,

that man.

Has been also
one of the greatest philosophers.

Says there are three greats of human
knowledge.

Opinion, reason and faith.

Our opinion is the lowest grade.

A person sees his or even imagine
something and accepts it

as true without considering its connection
with other things.

Well, Mr. Spinoza, I mean Mr.

de Costa.

Pardon me
if I listened to all the opinions

that I can get on this golden wagon train,
I'd never get them to California alive.

Would you?

Are you concerned with their lives
or their hopes?

Well, one's no good without the other.

Is it for myself?

I hope everybody stays alive.

You like living, don't you, Major?

You bet your boots I do.

I couldn't
think of anything better to look at today.

Now I'm a happy man.

We've had a beautiful day
traveling through a friendly country.

A little I.

We'll be bedded down
where there's fresh spring water.

Plenty of grays for the stock.

Why? We'll sleep like babies and.

Right.

Like he's got something on his mind,

Mrs. Grant.

It's pretty big caps.

Looks to me like he was heard.

Tube noise, dragging Dragnet one. Paul.

I think I heard him.

Yeah, maybe so.

But she's dragging that pa
both ways so hard.

Guess that he was hurt for
he ever got here.

When?

Well, it's hard to tell.

It's blood all over the place there.

But that might be from your horse.

The cr*pple can be dangerous.

Yes, she can.

And desperate.

That's why she is ours.

When they get hurt, they can't
get their food in the usual way.

And if they're jumped by something,
they can't defend themselves.

So they have quite a time
just trying to keep alive.

You think you got a shot at him, My son?

Yeah. But I am my dog.

So bad.

Still

my mother shot him.

Matthew, get back to the wagon.

How far is the next waterhole?

That's pretty close to 100 miles.

The cat will be thirsty.

Yes, if it's a new one.

If it's an old one,
he'll probably head for the hills.

I'll need two horses.

Which way you. Heading? East.

Oh, well, I poses quite a problem.

I'm not asking any favors.

I'll pay top prices for what I need.

Mrs. Grant, Money
doesn't enter into this at all.

You see, we need horses anyway.

I was keen on getting a fresh batch,
and we get to that little town of Sedgwick

up ahead.

You can ride along with us that far
if you like.

I can't go back.

I'm in a hurry.

It's an emergency.

Well,
and I'd sure like to help you, ma'am.

I told you I'll pay top prices.

On this brand.

I can't possibly make you any promises.

At least
not until I've checked our stock again.

Meantime,
we can move your wagon over to our train.

It's all right where it is.

Well, ma'am,

that cat might come back here again
after dark.

You know.

I'll keep the fire going.

In case you change your mind.

I just want you to know. You're welcome.

Thank you.

We'll make Jack here for the night.

Bill, have all the men and boys bring in
as much firewood as it can before dark.

I want to bring all the stock
inside to Central.

All right, I'll. Check it out. Hey,

manager.

Hey, Major. Did you notice?

Oh, yeah, I noticed.

Buzzards visit
only the dead and the dead dog out there

with a boy
mourning over him out of that day.

Why don't you ask the boy?

Maybe you could help him.

Everything I ever loved is dead.

My mother and father, my brother,
your father,

everybody except you.

Every living thing die. Sooner or later.

You don't break your heart
sorrowing over death.

You get used to it.

You even get to know
what your best friend.

That's part of being a man.

Matthew Mourning is a lonely business.

It's not for sharing with strangers.

Even strangers share death.

And crying is good.

It's opening a window to let out the dark
and to let in the light.

And don't cry.

Are you sure?

The cowards, weak ones, they cry.

Can you say what a strong man does
when he's alone?

And in the darkness.
A strong man is strong

Light or dark He doesn't have time
or tears for the useless.

Have you never cried? Made him.

Listen, mister, whatever your name is,
leave us be We like our loneliness.

A fresh grave should be prayed over.

It's only a dog.

But a little prayer for a dead dog
And do no harm.

What was your dog's name?

Happy.

It's a good name
to keep alive in your heart.

Easter.

I don't like you.

You keep away from me and my son.

Especially him.

Come along, Matthew.

Do as you're told.

After dark and don't want anybody

to go outside the circle,
especially alone.

There's no reason to get excited
or scared.

You just do what I tell you
and everything will be all right.

How do you know the cat's dangerous?

Well, I don't, Mrs. Taylor.

No, I'm not saying he is.

Most cats are cowards.

No, run from a man or a son or anything.

They don't understand.

But this cat's a cr*pple,
and they can be pretty mean.

Sometimes he gets hungry or thirsty.

We happen to be camped
on the closest water.

There's no telling what he'll do.

I'm just trying to avoid trouble itself.

Then k*ll him before he makes trouble.

You've got plenty of men.

That's a fresh trail. Easy to track.

Well, it might take us a day or two
to catch up with him.

We haven't got time for hunting,
Mrs. Brant.

Suppose it comes hunting you or any of us.

You won't even know it's here
until you hear it scream over something.

It's k*lled.

That's your mom.

Suppose that she is nothing.

Only go on. She.

One bad thing about my mom. Nigeria.

He didn't say nothing bad about your mom.

You see some too?

I looked up both.
He had gone yellow going.

Nobody's
going to say anything about your mom.

Oh, shoe.

Simon.

Oh. Stop that.

You take your hands off my boy.

Maceo, What's the matter with you?

Give me that hammer.

He tried to k*ll me.

You should teach your boy to fight
fair. Why?

A fight is a fight.

There's only one rule win. Come on.

I am started.

All I did was ask if she loses.

Mom, He got real mad.
Like I was going to say.

Something bad about. Her.

He's crazy. That's what he is.

Come on, let's clean up.

Yes, Mom.

Did you see that?

Because I also heard it

keeps going that way.

She's going to ruin that boy.

It's an opinion, my friend.

Perhaps valid, but I wonder

he expects something bad
to be said about his mother.

He attacks before he is attacked,
indicating he's

learned to expect attack from others.

Why ever the woman wants it that way.

Looks like that's the way
the boy's been brought up.

There's something strange here.

Something unusually strange

with.

Good evening, Mrs.

Brad. Sonny.

Why are they doing such big fires?

Well, that he'll keep the cat away. Well,
we hope so.

You said you'd check on the horses.

Yes, and I did.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Brown,
but we need every horse.

We've got to pull us over
the mountains to Sedgwick.

Are you afraid they can't, Major?

Well, Sonny, I wouldn't exactly want to
lay down beside one unless he was dead.

Kruger's give me the creeps.

The major's only a wagon, Master Matthew.

$200 for two horses.

That's a lot of money, Mama.

You can buy ten horses
for that in Sedgwick.

I told you I'm
not going in that direction.

Well, you'll have to make up
your own mind about that.

You'll have all night.

Why can't we go back to Sedgwick, Mont?

I can't tell you. Not yet.

Oh, man.

When you're mad enough to understand.

And let me.

Soon, I hope.

Very soon.

Mrs. Brant.

Yes? My mom says if you're hungry,

she's cooked up plenty of grub,
and you're welcome to share it with us.

You two.

Matthew,

why do you ask us to eat with you?

Our boys had a fight a while back.

Boys are always fighting.
It's good for them.

Maybe it is, but I know it
ain't healthy to hold grudges.

So I say the best cure for grudges
is to sit down and break bread together.

I don't want my boys to be black
hearted against anything, ever.

Don't you agree, ma'am?

Thank you.

We're not hungry.

She's crazy too, Simon.

I am too hungry.

We don't beg other folks food.

We didn't ask her.
She has to go back to the wagon.

There's plenty for two more
right here, ma'am.

And it is delicious if I do say so myself.

This is a major's favorite dish.

Good old fashioned venison stew.

Of course,
I had to make it with bear meat.

Don't have any venison.

He can wait. Oh, sure, he can wait.
All right. What?

But his stomach in my.

Paul, We said a man is divided
into two parts, and most of that is

stomach.

Hi, Major.

We got company for supper.

Well, that's fine.

I hope you got something to eat
for a change.

Well, it's the best I can do
with what I got to work with.

He won't let me stop.

Won't have to k*ll any vanishing,
you know.

Defining me. Good.

I'll pay for what he eats.

Perhaps you should first ask the price.

It may be too high.

I'll decide that. How much?

Why don't you calm down, man?

It's been a long, hard day.

It looks like to be very little sleep
tonight for some of us.

Dish it up, Charlie.

The lady can take it or leave it.

Forgive the boy.
There's some more. I'm going to wash up.

The major's a realist.

No man tells me what to do.

That's a pity.

Why? You're a beautiful woman.

I have a fabulous sundress.

Which you're his mother.

You talk too much.

They need some stew.

Not unless I can pay for it.

All right,

All right.

I was a man.

I go after their care.

Not me. I'm scared. A wounded catch.

A mule, Manage care enough.

Matthew. I'm scared to watch Crazy.

And that cat in his right
mind wouldn't want any more of us.

We went to him, but he'd been hurt.

So he hates everything. People too.

Well, I figure it's mostly from the hurt.

He can't make you stop hurting.

So he takes it out on everything
and anybody around him.

Would you pray over a dead
cat like you prayed over?

Happy? Yes.

Even a mean one like that one out there?

Yes. Why?

To wish it peace
in whatever comes after death.

And where's the peace for the living? Mr.

Do you pray for that too,
or do you wait until after we're dead?

Mrs. Brant. I don't need your answer.
I know it.

There is no peace for the living.

The happy ones are the strong ones
who feel nothing but their own strength.

This is poison.

You'll feed him.

Poison?

Why is she in such an all fired tantrum?

I wish I knew.

Well, come on, Charlie.

Can a man
get something to eat around here?

What are you doing standing there?

I know. I know.

You're a sensitive man, Major.

Sensitive man in almost to the

to that woman's running from something.

She's running like a scared colt.

And that's an opinion.
But it's not enough.

There must be a reason.

Reason is the second stage of human
knowledge.

Your man's intelligence, freedom
from the chains of opinion and gives him

an insight into the connection
between things and events.

Spinoza,

my friend, you tell me

what that woman's running from,
and I'll tell you why she's like She is,

though Perhaps before a morning
she'll tell us herself.

She scream screaming a cash cow.

Horses spooked.

I'll draw a big lab on this night over

there.

You're kind of jumpy tonight,
aren't you, man?

Just burn your finger jumps, Tony.

Well, I could have knocked,
I guess, before I come in.

Yeah.
Why didn't you just rattle your hand?

No, that wouldn't be any good.

Eliot,
wake up. Everybody in the whole camp.

Oh, I got to go get some more water,
Charlie.

You know, it's real dark down
with that water all night.

And I'll bet you

that big old cat's behind a bush and he's
waiting for some fresh meat to come by,

and he sees you coming,
and you're getting closer and closer.

And he likes his left,
and he's just about ready to jump on him.

Then all I want, he's going to shake
his head in disgust and say, no, it's

all Charlie Wooster,
and he's too gamey for me.

I'll give you that.
But what about Charlie?

I'll go with you.

A boy just gets in a man's way dry.

No kidding around. I'll cover you.

Don't you worry about me, Mr. Hawks.

I can take care of myself

and figure.

Hey, I'll get the cat.

That's all.

I'm going to want to hold him, right?
Yeah.

Biggest game ever in my life.

Big as a horse. Yeah.

Great.

Big yellow eyes looking at me
just like that.

She Terrible.
I'm supposed to make a smell.

It smells just like old dead fish.

Now I work without a g*n.

So what do I do?

I said, why don't you move your dead man?

You look at me and I look at him.

He looked at me and he blinked.
I see the water f*cking.

All right, you dirty face.

Charlie, You've been drinking again?

No, I eat and drink it.

I threw the water button.

Any face? Just like I said. You sure did.

Here's your bucket, Charlie.

My eyes in yellow. They're both

my. Well, your.

Eyes. Oh,

did you love happy, man?

Happy was only a dog.

You didn't like it when he was hurting?

No. You shouldn't
put him out of his misery.

Yes, but he must have loved me.

She didn't want to see him hurting.

I've already told you, Matthew.
He was helpless.

I pompous. Helpless.

And you always used to tell him
that that was your reason for dying.

Then why did you have to k*ll Happy?

Remember this?

You wouldn't believe it. Always.

Whatever. I've done,
whatever I do is told.

You will have a chance to live
without sadness in trouble.

If I've done anything wrong,
it was to give you a chance to live.

That's all that matters, Matthew.

A chance to live.

Pop used to see that. To

Pop's dead.

We must forget him as fast as possible.

Is that why
you don't want to go back to church? Yes.

Why are we always in such a hurry? Now?

There's a new life
waiting for us, Matthew.

We mustn't make it wait too long
or it might slip away.

Did. Dad
don't have anything to do with it.

Your father was alive. He needed us.

Now we can go where we want.

We can't go anywhere without horses.

We'll get horses

somehow.

Now, help me find some wood for the fire.

If you do not happy

the church

love you all the time.

Jail time.

Matthew.

What is it? Chatter?

Your mama.

I heard he didn't shout, dear.

Let's get back to the wagon.
We'll build up the fire.

Watch the sh**ting of the cat.

And saw everybody happy scream.

I heard and I saw move.

So we better take a look.

We'll try to stay here with Emily.

Did you really see a cat?

Yeah.

And the kid wasn't having any nightmares.

He's been here on me.

There was a character
all right, on the tracks.

Sure.

We should change your mind,
ma'am. Pass tonight with us.

I'm sure you're dressed better.

We'll go back with you,

Matthew.

Welcome.

Thank you.

The claws of sheathed.

I mean, that cat scared some sense
into her

shouting out.

Kept quiet.

Coming right out.

Major Bill, I wish you'd take a look
around camp, will you, Charlie?

You go check was dark.

There's two men down on Major.

Well, you go check them
in. That A check in the, huh?

Yes, sir.

You like some coffee, Mrs. Brand? No,
thank you.

Will you keep the fires going all night?

Yes. You see,
some of our people may not sleep too

good tonight
with a cat prowling around up here.

I was scared.

Sonny.

This is a big wagon train.

A lot of people on it, you know,
We fought off Indians and bandits.

We've had trouble
with the weather in all kinds of trouble.

But we're still going west.

It doesn't mean we were scared
we'd be foolish if we weren't to know.

The bravest man.

He's a man is scared and still fights.

Maybe Matthew frightened it away.

I doubt that he's probably out there
still hanging around watching.

Cats are pretty smart that way,

but you'll be perfectly
all right in the wagon.

Good night. Tonight.

Come get in the wagon, Matthew.

I'm not sleepy.

Please, Matthew,
there's something I have to do. What?

I think we always think better

when we're alone.

Try to get some sleep, Matthew.

How. How

can a man take fire in his bosom

and his clothes not be burned?

What are you trying to say?

Whatever is burning inside your heart

must also scorch
those who are closest to you.

Nothing will happen to my son.

At what cost to you?

I don't care about the cost
because I'm not afraid of pain.

I learned this much.

Cheap sl*ve, happy and thieves dance
even at the end of it.

Ralph. Where did you learn this?

From Living.

You paid too much.

And I was cheated.

This is what you're teaching your son.

I wouldn't hesitate to k*ll you

if I thought you might teach him
something different.

Is there
no place in your teaching for love?

His father

sat in a wheelchair and read books
and taught love and kindness.

And he ate the food.

I brought him,
never asking me how I got it for you

at once.

Not once in ten years

did he ask how I got the money
for the food yet?

Can you believe that? Yes.

Everybody loved him.

And you?

I gave my life for it.

Then you have known love.

And I know it cost too much.

That is what my son will.

What's the matter?

That woman body?

In a manner of speaking, yes, Major.

You know,
I've been wondering a lot of things.

What about me?

Why won't Mattie Brad go back to Sedgwick?

What is it that that boys promise
not to talk about?

What's she trying to teach him and why?

I give a lot to know what's eating on her.

It's none of your business.

You know that boy?

He's got his whole life ahead of me.

He's pretty good kid. He's not your boy.

What difference does that make?

He's a human being, isn't.

Listen to me.

That boy is heading for a lot of trouble.

Unless somebody gives him some help. I

argue

you've got the darndest way
of getting other people

to preach your sermons for you.

It's how I learn, Major.

We cannot imagine reality.

We must create it. Oh,

well, let me ask you something.

Did you

did you ever try to philosophize
with an Indian when he's coming at you

with a knife in his hand, he's
going to scout you.

That's exactly what I mean.

That's reality. Reality is action.

Oh, why don't you stop that
highfalutin talking?

Tell me what's on your mind,

Major.

Let the woman have the horses.

I can't spare them.

I told you that she must have. Why?

For what reason? I.

You're always talking about reason. And.

And faith and reality and imagination.

For what reason? Reason?

I've progressed from reason to faith.

What so happens
that there's a lot of people on this train

that have got a kind of face to

their God face,
and I'm going to be able to take them

clear across this country to California.

You know something?

I'm going to do it to.

Nothing is going to stop me.

Just two horses, Major.

We're short of horses now.

We got mountains up ahead of us.

We can't tell how much trouble
we're going to run into.

My first responsibility
is the people on this train.

What about her? In the boy?

You can't leave them behind. Course not.

Never intended to cross that bridge.

We get to it,

you know, because you're a good man.

I don't disagree with you.

Not in principle, anyway.

But I'm a practical man.

I don't mind risking my neck.

And Mary,

the next of a lot of other people,
if I know exactly what direction I'm going

and what it would accomplish
if I went that direction.

But you can't tell me,

Faith is beyond knowledge now.

I'm going to need a lot of both.

If I get all these people to California,

we're going
to be pulling out of our cities.

So you better get yourself some sleep.

That is, unless you're afraid of cats.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, Major.

Maty Brandt,

I want to talk to you.

What about.

Mrs. Brandt?

I'm prepared to sell you two horses.

How much? Hi.

Oh, hi.

Your son.

You're married.

I have a life without him.

Do you love him that much?

Why do you think I do what I do?

I know why.

That's why I offer you my horses.

The price is too high.

I'm not asking for the boy now.

I'll leave him with you
in trust until the right time.

What are you.

A part of?

You have your son of every living thing.

You're getting me two horses, that's all.

I'll try to understand.
There is one condition.

Should have known.

Not two owners.

You will not tell your son.

From whom and how you got the horses.

I'll agree to that.

You can be sure he'll never know from me.

Take him to your wagon.

Well, if you're fired,
I'll bring the horses to you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Come on.

It's because two

Major Adams gave orders that the horses
were to be kept inside the circle.

Well, yes, I know, Mr. Hawkes,
but I have use for them.

Maybe so.

Major Adams runs this outfit,
and whatever he says people do.

Which is as it should be.

But this concerns a problem
that only the major and I know about.

Oh, all right.

Go ahead.

Thanks,

Matthew.

Put some wood on the fire.

Man. I'd like to go back
to Father's grave.

I'd like to tell him what I meant.

All happy.

I wish you peace
and whatever comes after, dear.

He has his peace.

Now it's time We had some, too,
Even from him.

You're glad when he died?

Oh, Matthew, I'm sorry.

As you please forgive me.

I didn't mean it.

It's just that he was sick for so long.

Why didn't you put him out of his misery
like he did?

Happy.

The past is over.

We must think only of the future.

Going to a place with trees and grass
and white houses with gardens

and schools where you can learn
to be a lawyer, an engineer.

What will you do?

I'll work like always.

Only for you.

This time in a saloon.

We must forget that to all about saloons,

no one will ever be able to hurt us again.

Ever.

Everything's going to be wonderful.

We leave everything behind
except the canteens and the blankets. And.

And this little food.

Here. Here you go. Fill the canteens out.

I'll get the other things together.

Thank you.

Don't thank me.

Please go quickly.

And you

need.

You show.

Sure.

You wash. Get the horses.

From the wagon train.

But the major sh**ting
would he changed his mind?

Why? I gave him $200.

Don't look at me that way.

It's the truth.

Anyway. It doesn't matter.

Nothing matters except you and me.

Now we've got to hurry.
We'll ride bareback.

I'll help you.

Don't sh**t, son.

I will.

If you come any closer.

Those horses, they belong to the cost.

If I want them back where they belong.

They belong to me now.

And anyone who says different get shot.

Get on the horse.

Matthew,

Am I going to steal the horses?

I bought them fair and square.

Listen, Sonny, your mother.

Take one more step
and you'll talk through blood.

Put that r*fle down, Mrs. Grant.

I'll k*ll you both
if you try to stop us from leaving.

It took a lot of doing
to get this new start.

You won't stop me now.

I said put it down.

To major commands.

Hear that, Matthew?

He opens his mouth and we're supposed
to fall down on our knees before him.

Yes, sir. Major. Yes, you know so, Major,

I have no need for bending any more.

Nor has my son.

And if power is a whip,

he'll use it for himself
to strike the backs of the likes of you.

Is he your son,
or are you using him for revenge?

He's the beginning of a man, a strong man
who stand apart from all of you,

not a sl*ve to love.

A pity are all the other lies.

That chain. Amanda Misery.

Get on the horse, Matthew. Yes.

You have

got to go get him. He'll go.

Let me go to

The boy's disappeared.

I want this whole area covered.

Every part of it. You understand that?

A fox.

You take a half a dozen men and cover
the area off to my left and check it.

Take your boys
and go over to the other side.

Bill. Charlie, you know what to do.

And just bear in mind
there's a wounded cat out there.

I'll k*ll you if my son is hurt,

I swear I'll k*ll you.

So, Matthew.

Go away.

You're still more than happy.

My mom k*lled.

She would not have k*lled him
had there been no cat

and had not someone hurt the cat
and made it suffer.

It would not have become mad
with hate a man k*ller.

And so it goes, Matthew.

Each thing touches the other,

and only God can judge where guilt begins.

How do you know?

From the air, from the trees,
from everything that lives and breathes

and grows.

It's a wonderful knowledge,
Matthew, that inspires you

to see all things
in God and God in all things.

How can I get to know this

true love.

Pity, sorrow?

It is difficult to learn with everything.

Excellent is as difficult as it is rare,

except the Lord build the house.

They labor in vain.

The builders

come here, here, here, Matthew.

Here. And I may go.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Tell me that.

Matthew, Stop it.

Stop it, you nephew, it's me. Your mother.

Mr. De Costa is dead.

It's next. Broken.

I thought it was you, Mother.

I thought I k*lled you.

Is sick, ma'am.

Maybe sick for the rest of his life

from walking like you told him.

A strong man. Laws.

He'd be of no use to you anymore.

Here,

put him out of his misery.

His misery is mine.

I'll try and take it back
and give him something

he can live with in its place.

I don't know what this means

or what it meant to him.

I only know that he always
wore it when he prayed.

Whatever his

faith, he prayed alone and silencing.

And I only know one prayer that he made.

I think it's good enough for all of us.

We wish you peace in

whatever comes after death.

Hi, folks.

Let's start loading.

We pull out in half an hour,

he'll find his horses
hitched to your wagon.

Major.

Major, please don't leave.

There's something I want you to hear.

Matthew.

Matthew.

In all the years your father was sick,

I loved him and took care of him.

I know.

Yesterday, through the years,
he sat in a wheelchair

in the outside of him, smiled

in the inside,
suffered, was pain, in agony.

He was alive and he was dead.

I kept him alive for ten years.

And finally,
when I realized there was no hope,

I let him die.

You put him out of his misery.

I thought in that way
to put us all out of our misery.

You and me, as well as him.

And from what I had lived,

I thought to teach you to take
instead of gifts

to hate.

Instead of love.

A man asked me a few hours ago
if there was no place

in my teaching for love.

I told him Love cost too much.

Now I know better.

Whatever the cost.

There is no living without love.

If you must hate

hate me

for what I tried to do to you, man.

He should

Each touches the other

and only God can judge her.

Guilt begins

to believe him. Mom,

I'd like to be a man like him

if I can.

You hurt

me. Will you still let me have

the horses? Yes.

Where will I go?

Wherever your conscience tells you.

Mrs. Branch.

You look

my hair

and your

scratch going.

She's headed in the wrong.

Direction and she.

No. Well,

she's heading in the right direction
for her and the boy.

But all she's got waiting for in Sedgwick
is jail, isn't it?

She's already been through worse
in jail now.

I figure she's entitled to a fresh start,
and I'm going to do all I can to help her

when we get to Sedgwick.

Besides, this is no place to raise a boy.

He ought to be in California.

Oh, come on. We got places to go.

Let's get it right.