It was fortunate that we managed to get Dr. Miller sober.
Otherwise this straight line
would've been more like a question mark.
- [Elizabeth] Does my mother know?
- We've sent for her.
Don't like this fever.
The doctor said no aspirin.
Can I run you a bath?
- I'll go get some water.
- No, you, you don't need to be carrying anything.
- I got one good arm.
(gentle music)
- Where is she?
- She's upstairs.
- Take me to her.
What an ordeal you've endured.
What did the doctor say about travel?
- Well, he didn't mention travel, but I'll--
- [Beverly] I'll send for a motor car.
We'll get you to Livingston and then on the train.
- Why a train?
A train to where?
- Back east to a hospital.
This is no place to recover.
This is no place to be at all.
- What about the wedding?
- [Beverly] What wedding?
- My wedding.
- They killed your wedding
when they killed your father, sweetheart.
If you still wish to have her hand,
I suggest you pack your things.
Any reason I have for living in this godless place is dead.
- Well, no disrespect, Ms. Strafford, I ain't marrying you.
- Jack.
(face slaps)
(face slaps)
I'll discipline my own nephew, thank you very much.
- [Beverly] Where's my husband?
- Ice house.
I'll take you.
- [Beverly] I will find my own way.
- Well, it appears you have plenty to discuss.
(gentle music)
This is your home now if you choose it.
- I choose it.
- Suppose you don't have much to discuss after all.
(door slams)
(glass shatters)
- This isn't what you promised.
- Okay, you haven't lost anything that I haven't lost.
I'm an orphan too now
and all we have is each other and I don't even have that.
Our wedding day came and went with no mention of it.
We don't, we don't speak, you don't even touch me.
I've got just as much right to hate the man as you do,
but I don't because hate takes your whole heart.
Every bit of it.
Hate leaves no room for love.
I choose not to hate him
so that there is room in my heart for you.
If you won't do the same for me, then take me to town.
Send me home, Jack.
(gentle music)
(gentle music continues)
(door slams)
Look at the size of this prison.
That is what I am in Jack.
- No, you're not. - It's a prison.
You have made this place a prison.
- It's not a prison.
It's not.
It's home.
It's your home.
I'm your husband.
- Not yet you aren't.
- We don't need a wedding to get married.
We don't need a church.
We're standing in front of God right now.
I, Jack Dutton, take you, Liz Strafford
to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold
in sickness and in health for richer and for poorer,
for better or worse so long as we both shall live.
(gentle music continues)
We're only half done.
You gotta say it back.
(gentle music continues)
(door slams)
- We should probably...
Do you think we could...
I would like to set a date for the wedding.
- I'm sure you would, dear,
but we should wait until the spring.
- I'm afraid, I don't think my dress will fit in the spring.
- There isn't enough rum cake in Montana
to put pound on you, girl.
- Not because of cake.
We said our vows,
we just left the law out of it
and the preacher and everyone else.
- That is the first good news
these ears have heard in months.
(gentle music)
Yes, we will plan a small wedding very soon
with a preacher who knows how to backdate the license,
if you know what I mean.
- Well, they can do that.
- It's a savior of countless reputations, my dear.
(gentle music continues)
- I don't hear anything.
Supposed to hear him moving around.
- Not yet.
It'll be six months or more.
- You don't look pregnant.
- I will be in time.
Trust me.
I'll be milk cow fat with cheeks like a beaver.
(both laughing)
- Well, if I can't hear it, I can't feel it
and you won't show for months, how do you know?
- Men sure know how to make babies,
but boy is that where the knowledge stops.
I missed my monthly visitor
and then I was dizzy
and then I was nauseous.
Do you need more proof?
- Well is there more proof?
- Well, there is, but that's all I'm gonna share.
That's the past.
This is the future.
We're a year away from making another, Jack.
- Well, I was thinking
this is a pretty good opportunity to practice.
- Practice? - Mhmm.
- Well practice is how we got into this.
- Well, year's a long time.
I'll forget everything.
I mean, look at it like this, you can't get more pregnant.
- I can't believe that's the line that sells me.
- 'Cause you see the logic in it.
(gentle music continues)
(gentle music continues)
- When will you be back? - This evening.
- Be careful.
- Well, this coward couldn't kill me
when he had the jump on us.
Damn sure ain't killing me when we have the jump.
- Say it.
- I'll be careful.
- I love you.
(gentle music continues)
(gentle music continues)
(gentle music continues)
How's this?
- All the lumps must be gone.
- I have much more respect for bakers
than I did yesterday.
- There's a measure of labor that goes into it.
(gentle music continues)
Got caught in the rain?
- Little bit.
- We're baking a cake.
- I can see that.
What's the celebration?
- You coming home.
- We do that every night.
If you're gonna bake us a cake every evening,
we're gonna need bigger horses.
(gentle music continues)
- What happened?
- He's where he belongs.
- Where does he belong?
- In jail awaiting a trial
where he will be convicted and sent to the gallows.
- Thank you.
- Where's Jack?
- He's right behind me putting up the horses.
Dramatical little thing, isn't she?
- It's like having a new puppy.
- Yeah, I remember when you were the new puppy.
- No, you don't.
(gentle music)
(gentle music continues)
(gentle music continues)
- Told you there was nothing to worry about.
- You said evening.
- I did.
- You're late.
- I'm a little late.
(gentle music continues)
I can't wait to see what I get
when I've been gone for a week.
- You're not allowed to be gone for a week.
(gentle music continues)
- You okay?
- Belly hurts.
- Can I get you something?
- Soda water maybe.
(Elizabeth grunts)
(dramatic music)
(Elizabeth sobs) (dramatic music continues)
- [Cara] She feeling better?
- Asked for some soda water.
- No, no, that won't help.
Peppermint tea, yes.
(gentle music)
- [Elizabeth] Jack.
(dramatic music)
(gentle music)
(gentle music continues)
- She's stable now.
The bleeding has stopped.
She flushed the baby though.
I'm sorry.
I'll check on her in the evening.
(gentle music continues)
(gentle music continues)
- [Jack] How you feelin'?
- Like a failure.
- It's just nature looking out for you.
Things weren't right, nature took care of it.
It happens to horses, it happens to cattle.
- It happens to cattle, you sell them.
- Well, you ain't getting sold
if that's what you're worried about.
- It's my one purpose on this planet.
If I can't do it then what the hell am I here for?
- Well, my aunt never had children.
You saying she got no purpose?
She raised me,
raised my father,
nursed my uncle back to life.
You too.
No telling how many lives she nursed away
from death during the war.
When I look at my aunt and all I see is purpose.
Maybe that's your purpose too.
Be a mother of those who ain't got one.
A teacher to those who need lessons.
We choose our purpose.
Words you're looking for is destiny
and if you wanna give God a good laugh,
you tell him what you think your destiny is.
- And if I can't ever have children?
- Then you can't have children.
- Then you'll never be a father.
- Guess it ain't my destiny.
You're my destiny.
- You just said you can't choose destiny.
You chose me.
- One look at you and I had no choice at all.
Destiny.
And think all the things God had to give you
to make you choose me.
Poor judgment, bad vision, terrible taste in men.
(gentle music)
We take what life gives us.
It's all we can do.
(gentle music continues)
