07x10 - The Strange One

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No!

Hey, you got him.

Doggone, that's the prettiest
he's been since he was born.

You know, I could have
sworn I saw something else

- up on that rock.
- Aw, you're just

excited over seeing ol'
big boy here, that's all.

No, I saw something.

Hey, Hoss, come here.

Let's see how bad she's hurt.

Where in tarnation'd
she come from, anyhow?

Where and how? There's
nobody livin' within miles of here.

I'll go get my canteen.

There, there.
Don't be frightened.

How do you feel?

You got off lucky, young lady.

Just a few bruises
and a wrenched ankle.

Nothing to worry about.

Any pain?

No.

All right, now let's
try walking for a spell.

There you are.

All right, now, take it easy.

Don't put too much
weight on right away.

That's it.

There.

And you better not walk on
it any more than you have to.

Oh, and, uh...

if you should notice
any headaches,

I want to know at
once, understand?

Thank you. You are kind.

Not at all.

Looks like we might get
some rain, don't you think, Ben?

Well, we could sure use some.

- I think she'll be all right, huh?
- All she needs

is to stay off her feet
for a few days and rest.

Yeah.

Who is she, do you know?

No. Boys found her up
at, uh, Red Bluff Peaks.

Miles from anywhere,
lying there unconscious.

Just looked down the gully
and there she was, all by herself.

No horse, no buggy,
no burro, no nothin'.

Looked kind of spooky to me.

Oh, come on, Hoss.

Well, I better be on my way.

Say hello to Mrs. Martin.

I surely will. Good night, Ben.

- Night. -Night, Doc.
- Hoss.

Well, young lady, what
are you doing out of bed?

Oh, i... it's all right.

Well, uh, you shouldn't
have that weight on your foot.

Better sit down, now.

Are you feeling all right?

Oh, yes, I am better.

Oh, uh, my-my name's Cartwright.

Ben Cartwright.
And my son, Hoss.

You are very kind.

Why, you, uh... you sure
gave us a bit of a scare, there.

For a little while, we...

Ah.

She was very
beautiful, your wife.

What?

So young when she died.

That was very sad.

Who told you that?

It's the music box.

It makes me see pictures.

Pa, you think I ought to...

go get the doc back?

W-What do you mean, uh...

Uh, uh, it-it makes
you see pictures?

I don't understand.

But I see her very clearly.

She was your father's wife.

But she was not your mother.

Your mother died before her.

Pa, I'm gonna go out
and help Joe in the barn.

I'll... I'll see you
after a while.

But... How d-How
do you know all this?

Oh... It's, uh,
it's just a game.

I-I-I guess.

I... I-I don't even
know your name.

Marie.

Marie.

That was her name.

I know.

What do you mean, you know?

I meant...

Well, it-it is a name
that suited her.

The music box... it
seemed to say... Marie.

Well... w-what's your last name?

You don't want to tell me?

Some... Some reason for
you not wanting to tell me?

Marie, are you... are you
in some kind of trouble?

If you are, I'd like
to help you if I could.

Why should you?

Well, for one thing, because

you come from the same
part of the country that

she came from.

Louisiana, isn't that right?

You know the bayou people?

Yes, I... I... know
them quite well.

Very well.

But she was not from
the bayou, your Marie.

Not from the swamps.

She was from New Orleans.

A Creole.

I mean...

Now, look, somebody
had to tell you that.

You couldn't have guessed that.

No, I... I-I guess it.

It's not so strange to guess.
Many people guess many things.

Yeah, but it's strange that
you should have guessed that.

It's... different, it's, uh...

You... you're-you're
different, it... No.

No, I am not different.

I am not different.

I am not different.

I am not different.
I am not different.

What's the matter,
Hoss, you off your feed?

Yeah, I reckon I
am a little bit, Pa.

Don't seem to have
much appetite this morning.

Pa, I think we ought to
mark that down on a calendar.

Any day he's off his feed.
- Oh, come on.

Aren't you feeling too well?

I feel fine, Pa. It's just...

Well, it's that...

it's that spooky gal
we got in the house.

We got to get rid
of her somehow.

Oh. Why's she upsetting you?

Well, she... she don't
exactly upset me, I, uh...

I just don't understand
her. I-I can't explain it, it's...

What... It's like
that music box.

Now how did she know that music
box belonged to Little Joe's ma?

Explain that.

Well, I... I don't know, Hoss.

Well, it's something
someone could have told her.

Where? When, how?

I don't know.

How could... How could she
know Little Joe's ma was dead

and that... that my ma had
already died before her?

How'd she know all of that?

Well, there must be
some explanation.

Another thing... you ever
notice how she looks at you

with them ol' big
eyes of hers and it's...

it's like she sees you.

And yet she don't
really see you.

Like she knows somethin'
that nobody else knows.

Oh, come on, will you, Hoss?

You're talking like she's some
kind of a ghost or something.

How do you know she ain't?

Oh.

Morning, Marie.

- Morning.
- Morning.

Have a wonderful
breakfast waiting for you.

Come on, we got a wagonload
of grain to pick up in town.

How's your, uh...

How's your ankle
feel this morning?

Oh, it's much better, thank you.

Well, good. Uh, sit down.

What are you lookin'
at me like that for?

Oh, excuse me.

I-I didn't...

Little Joe.

Do you go fishing?

Do I what?

Do you go fishing?

Well, yeah, sometimes I do. Why?

Oh.

Oh, nothing.
I-I... I just wonder.

Come on, little brother.

We got work to do.

Yeah.

Hey, look, sometimes when I, uh,

sometime when I
go up on the lake,

you can come with me and we
can hook into a big bass. Okay?

Well, what was all
that about, young lady?

He... is in danger,
Mr. Cartwright.

Well, uh, what kind of danger?

Something bad
is going to happen.

Marie, let's have
some breakfast, huh?

No.

No, there is something.

A fish, an arrow,
and... something black.

He must be careful.

It will harm him.

What will harm him?

A fish... and... an arrow.

Now, Marie, that makes
just no sense at all.

I would bring harm to you.
I must leave your house.

No, Marie.

Come on, now, you're
an intelligent young lady.

No. No, it's true.

They all told me. I'm voodoo.

- I'm voodoo.
- Marie, Marie, you're talking about

- superstitious nonsense, now...
- It's not nonsense.

- Of course it is.
- No, they all tell me.

Since I was a child of ten.

I bring the evil.

I-I make my father to fall

from the boat in the swamp.

He lose his arm.

- Marie, you...
- On the wagon train,

I make the horse to
fall and break his leg.

I-I make the
wagon to catch fire.

- Oh, Marie...
- And I... I make a child

to choke to death.

Oh, no, no, no, Marie.
Now, stop it, now...

No.

It's happening.

It's happening again.

I make it happen to your son.

It's happening.

The blackness.

He lies on the ground.

His eyes.

Oh.

Oh, bon Dieu.

His eyes.

I...

Now there... there is nothing.

I... see nothing.

Boy, listen to that wind, Joe.

Yeah, looks like we got
a pretty good rain coming.

You boys tell me the name
of a doctor in Virginia City?

Yeah. Doc Martin.

His office is right across the
street from the Palace Hotel.

Thank you.

Sure looks like a storm
blowin' right into West Valley.

Hey, is that where
you're coming from?

The wagon train to
California. From Louisiana.

We're bedded down
there for wagon repairs.

You boys'll excuse us, we got
to get our daughter to a doctor.

Louisiana... is that where
that spooky gal came from?

Yeah, that's right.

West Valley, that's close to
over there where we found her.

Looks like she
might have run away

from the wagon train, reckon?

Don't know. If so, I wonder why.

I don't know.

Mama.

Yes?

I can't breathe.

I'm choking.

It's all right, Delsie,
it-it's just a sore throat.

The doctor'll fix
you up in no time.

Mama.

- Yes?
- Mama.

Am I going to die?

Yeah, I guess you
must be right, Hoss.

She must have gone
with that wagon train.

Well, why don't
you just ask her?

Oh, I asked her, but...

she wouldn't tell me
where she was from.

She's a frightened girl.

Well, what are we
gonna do with her?

Well, first off, I guess
we better find out

whether she came
with that train.

How long do you think
it would take to ride out

to the West Valley?
About an hour?

Yeah. I'll go, Pa.

Oh, no.

Not you, Joe.

Uh, I have something
else for you to do.

Hoss, why don't
you ride out there,

see if her folks are
with that wagon train?

And if they are, tell 'em
Marie is here and she's well

and they can come
and get her at any time.

Yes, sir.

Now, what's the job
you got for me, Pa?

Oh, yes, um...

Take this in to
Dr. Martin in town.

There's a note inside which
should explain everything.

And, uh, he'll give you
something to bring back to me.

Yes, sir.

Yes, who is it?

Oh, it's, uh, it's me,
Marie. Uh, Mr. Cartwright.

Oh, come in.

Is not locked.

Oh, I-I didn't waken you, did I?

No, it's all right.

Are you, uh, feeling better?

Oh, yes.

I've not slept like
that for weeks.

Good. Well, you better
take the weight off your foot.

It's so... It's so
peaceful here.

One feels happiness.

Contentment.

Well, I'm glad it's
agreeing with you.

Marie, uh...

there's something that
I, uh... I'd like to tell you.

You did what you had to do.

What?

My mama and papa.

You have sent word
to them that I am here.

Now, who told you that?

I know.

You-you couldn't.

I tried to tell you.

But you do not believe me.

I am voodoo.

I see things happen
before they happen.

Now, Marie, nobody can do that.

Oh, I... I know you
are trying to help me.

But me... nobody can help me.

I make the terrible
things to happen.

Marie, nobody can
make things happen.

What have you got there?

Where'd you get that?

In the bayou.

When I was ten.

My nurse gave it to me.

I must wear it always.

If I don't, I will die.

Now, look, Marie...

Marie...

Marie, look at me.

You've got to stop
believing these things.

- Whoa.
- Hoss.

- Oh, hi, Pa.
- Run into much rain?

Yeah. Over there in
the West Valley, mostly.

Well, what'd you find out
at the, uh, wagon camp?

Well, I found out that
her ma and pa are there.

- Oh. Did you tell them Marie is with us?
- I sent word to 'em

through a fella of the
name of Wyn Grady

that I met on the
outside of the camp...

That's the closest
they'd let me get.

How come?

Well, they-they got sickness
in that camp, Pa. Bad sickness.

A bunch of the young'uns have
got what looks like diphtheria.

And that ain't all. This-this
fella Grady tells me that...

this girl up here
brought it to 'em.

Where'd that animal come from?

I don't know. I never
saw him before.

Fish.

Arrow.

Fish.

Fish and arrow.

I'll catch him.

Hyuh, hyuh.

So what are we waiting for?

Storm's let up for a spell.

We promised Jeremy we
wouldn't move till he got here.

Wonder what's keeping him.

Maybe Delsie took
a turn for the worse.

- Ain't no sicker than my young'un.
- Or mine.

Please, I find out what
you are going to do.

Please, she is my daughter.

Well, what about our kids?

All of them sick,

some of them dying,
all on account of her.

Leave them alone,
Françoise. Leave them alone.

We must do what must be done.

Your own daughter, Rene.

You can do this to your own?

She's voodoo.

Madame Dauvet told us,

and always I've told you this.

Madame Dauvet was a
superstitious old woman

out of her mind.

That you hired to nurse
Marie when she was sick.

And now our own daughter,
she has become one of them.

She's voodoo.

That's right, ma'am.

We don't like this
no more than you do,

but we got to get rid
of her once and for all.

Oh, no, please!

What kept you, Jeremy?

She's dead.

My little Delsie's...

died about a half hour ago.

Choking.

Like she was being hung.

Let's get.

Oh, please.

Oh, no, please!

Find that horse?

No, Pa. Dad-burnit,
I got right up to him

and something spooked him...
he took off like greased lightning.

Wonder who that
horse belonged to.

Well, uh, I saw his brand.

He's one of the
Jameson brothers' studs.

Jameson brothers?

They have that fish
and arrow brand.

That's right.

Well, Doc Martin
said the stuff in here

ought to answer
your questions, Pa.

Joseph,

there's a black stallion loose
around here somewhere.

Stay away from him.

Oh? Why?

Just do as I tell you!

Don't ask any questions!

What you getting mad at me
for, Pa? I didn't do anything.

Seems to be a storm coming up.

Why don't you check the
stock in the north pasture.

Yes, sir.

Guess we better
check the west pasture.

Yes, sir. I'll get
your horse, Pa.

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Little Joe! Little Joe!

Little Joe! Little Joe!

You little she-devil.

You know any prayers,

which ain't very likely,

you better start saying 'em.

Look at her,

standing there just
as calm as a statue.

What's the matter,
little she-devil?

Ain't you scared?

Don't you feel no
human feelings at all?

Careful, Wyn, she may be
a-workin' one of her spells.

Not anymore she won't.

All right, let's get on with it.

Why'd you do it, Marie?

Why'd you take my Delsie away?

She never done you no harm.

Can you bring her back to me?

Can you bring her back
to me and to her ma?

Marie, can you, please?

Jeremy, talk sense.

She ain't about to do nothing
like that, even if she could.

Maybe she can.

Maybe she can take
away all the sickness

since she brought it on.

Bon Dieu... Can you
take the sickness away?

Can you do that,
Marie, before you die?

Our children are sore
sick with the diphtheria.

Delsie's up and died.

Hoist her.

Take the diphtheria
away, will you?

Please.

All right!

Let her down.

Let her down now.

You're making a
mistake, Mr. Cartwright.

That's far enough.

She's a she-devil.

Now, you let us have her.

So you could put her
at the end of a rope?

You let her down.

Move!

Untie her hands.

Now, what's the matter with
you fellas? Where are you from?

We come from the wagon train.

And her ma and pa knowed what
we was coming over here to do,

and they didn't try to stop us.

So why did you?

Why you taking her
side, Mr. Cartwright?

- Jeremy here lost his young'un.
- That's right.

She told me my little
girl was gonna be sick

and that's what
happened, just like she said.

Now my little girl is dead.

Well, do you think
that she made her die?

All she did was
warn you about it.

You're grown men. You talk
as if you're from the Dark Ages.

I tell you, my little
daughter's dead.

Look, I'm sorry about that.

But if Marie wanted her
dead, why would she warn you?

'Cause she's a devil
woman and she ain't fit to live.

Marie did tell us about those...

bad things before they happened.

The rain.

The rain is coming back.

It's worse than before.

The wagons.

Oh, bon Dieu, the wagons.

Move them!

Or they will drown

beneath the great wall of
water from the mountains.

The women!

The women are screaming.

The children.

The children!

Flash flood. It's possible.

The children!

The rest of you
stay here if you want.

I'm getting back to my family.

The children! The children!

The children!

Whoa.

I still think you're
making a mistake, mister.

You're gonna be sorry.

It's all right.

It's all right,
Marie. It's all right.

All right, Marie.

Hey, Pa, what's
going on, anyhow?

Did you find Little Joe
the way I asked you to?

Well, yeah, I found him, but
he-he didn't want to come down.

He wanted to stay
after that black stallion.

I told him to stay
away from that animal.

It's all right, Marie.

- It's all right.
- Little Joe.

The fish!

The arrow!

Easy now.

Easy now!

Whoa now.

Easy.

Hey, Pa, did you see that?

He settled down the
minute he seen her.

Hoss, go tell Little
Joe to come back here.

Yes, sir.

Why, bon Dieu?

What do you want from me?!

Bon Dieu?

Bon Dieu, answer me!

Why must I be different?!

I'll wait for your answer.

Madame Dauvet?

I am coming to
you just as you said,

down into the darkness.

Madame Dauvet?

Do you hear me?

You were right.

Everything you taught me.

I am yours forever and ever.

From the darkness I come.

To the darkness I return.

Marie? Marie? Marie, stop it!

I k*ll your son.

I k*lled your son.

I made that horse come here.

I k*lled your son.

It was Marie's warning
that saved his life.

You know, I was wondering why

you bit my head off
about that black horse.

Well, if you'd listened to me,

you wouldn't have
been hurt at all.

Then... she didn't
make it happen.

Oh, of course not.

You see, so many people
have been telling Marie

that she's bad and evil that...

well, she's come
to believe it herself.

My poor Marie.

Even I did not understand her.

When the men came
back to save the wagon

from the flash flood, it was
because she warned them.

Well, yes. Of course.

You see, your daughter has...

a rare... gift,

ability to... to be
able to foretell things.

Foretell?

Yes.

A doctor in Europe
has been making, uh...

making studies of
exactly this very thing.

He's been doing some
research with a number of people,

and, well, he's found
even a-a peasant girl who,

without education,
can-can see things

happen before they've happened.

Did you show Marie these?

Yes, I showed Marie
these, but she's so mixed up,

she doesn't know what to
believe or who to believe.

That's why I had my son Hoss
bring you out here, Mrs. Dumont.

You must make Marie believe

that this ability of
hers is not harmful.

Hoss?

Will you ask Marie to
come down, please?

Yes, sir.

But how can I face her?

What can I say?

Well... you're her mother.

I'm sure you'll find
the right words.

Oh, but it was I who exposed
her to all these terrible things.

I sent for a remedy woman

to treat her with herbs
when she was sick,

instead of getting
a real doctor.

I did not know that Madame
Dauvet was Mama Loy.

Mama Loy?

Voodoo queen.

Voodoo queen?

Well, no wonder Marie...

Oh, baby.

My poor baby.

Please... can you forgive me?

I didn't know.

I didn't understand.

Did you know those men
were coming to k*ll me?

I could not stop them.

What can I say?

No.

I should have thrown
myself in front of their horses.

And Papa?

You see?

My mother and father...

They know I am voodoo.

No, Marie.

You have been sick
for such a long time.

Now, it is time
to put an end to it.

Please, Marie, come with me.

I will help you.

And Papa?

I will make him understand,

and if he does not, we
will go together without him.

But he will not stay
away from us long.

In time, he will come to us.

Trust your mama, Marie.

I know I do not deserve
this, but, please, I beg you.

Oh, Mama.

Mama.

Now we go.

Buggy's ready.

Well.

Well, good-bye.

Thank you, Mr. Cartwright.

Thank you.

Thank you, too, Mr. Cartwright,

for bringing me
out of the darkness.

Whatever this...
gift of yours is,

use it well.

And with your mother's
help, I... I know you will.

Well, good-bye again.

Have a good trip.

Thank you.

- Hoss?
- Yeah.

I see something.

The Virginia City race tomorrow.

Yeah?

An Appaloosa's gonna win.

Bet everything you've got.

Thanks, Joe.

What are brothers for?

Giddap, giddap.

Uh, you know, I think
she's gonna be all right, Pa.

Hmm.

Yeah, I think so.

Joe, wouldn't it be wonderful

if everybody made a real effort

to understand whatever
is strange and unfamiliar,

rather than fear it
and try to destroy it?