The Abandons

Mr. Vanderbilt's shipping enterprise is in jeopardy.

If our decline does not stabilize,

he will be forced to withdraw his stake.

If you cooperate,

it would guarantee your safety.

Safety? For my silver?

The answer is no.

Thought you might care for another.

Trisha Marie, always find a fool thing to mind.

Mind yourself!

Willem did not come home last night.

Dahlia Teller.

Could have hurt Willem's pride.

Mrs. Van Ness, Xavier Roache.

The services I am in need of demand a deep reach.

I assure you, I have many eyes.

Good.

Willem Van Ness was a sad, broken thing.

Any burden you feel, give it to God.

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.

Killian! The clothes, the money…

Who ended your vow of poverty, Killian?

Constance.

Our confessed sins, now hers to turn against us.

Oh my God.

We're finished.

Hey! There's someone out there!

Whoa! Whoa! Who goes there?

Ma'am! It's the priest!

Company, halt! Dismount.

Company, halt!

Tell him we hope this offering is satisfactory to start the peace talks.

The goods.

We hope they satisfy.

- It's the rebels! - We're under attack! Return fire!

I got you, Mitchell.

Uh…

Death was, uh…

most certainly the fall.

Leather burns on the neck.

As he fell, he must have gotten tangled in the reins.

No one saw the fall?

Other riders?

I was expecting the monsignor.

A goodwill gesture from his bishop.

Whoa.

Cayuse ambush in Wolf Woods.

Gonna need some hands, Doc.

- Boot it, up front. - Need some help over here!

We gotta go fetch a doc, man.

Go, fetch us some water.

Get five sturdy backs… much water as you can.

Another attack?

Find their commander.

We got plenty of wounded here!

Tell Jack and your Schubert partner I'll be in my office.

Get Issac. We need the tents.

See if Giselle and her girls can help.

Gather in the chicken yard.

It's the third attack this month.

The Cayuse who ambushed cavalry

is called Red Bird, and he's brought around the tribes.

Nez Perce, Umatilla…

The man is putting together an army.

And all oppose the idea of a treaty?

Mmm-hmm.

And with the pace of these attacks,

Red Bird needs resources.

He's willing to sit down.

Talk about making a trade.

And those resources?

War stock?

Yes, ma'am.

Weapons, ammunition…

Can he be trusted, this… Red Bird?

Not sure anyone can be trusted.

But it's been only a year since they hung the ones guilty of the mission slaughter.

Folks… still see the Cayuse as savages.

Why risk that association?

That perception of savagery

is what I require, Mr. Roache.

Jack speaks sufficient Cayuse.

He will bring my goodwill gesture to the Badlands while you--

Apologies if I was not clear.

Our… black sheep,

very aware of who you are.

I'm sure it could be you or your boy, but for trust to take hold,

it will need to be a Van Ness he's looking in the eye.

What sheep requires your eye?

Tomorrow morning.

Eight o'clock.

Our homestead.

- Be timely. - Yes, ma'am.

Gonna wanna tie this tight.

You have a gentle way about you, ma'am.

Letting some air get to the wound.

Your medic did a fine job.

How bad?

Damage of infection…

Determined by time and prayer.

I see.

So you must be the angel of Angel's Ridge.

I have been called many names over the years, corporal.

"Angel" is yet to make that list.

You rest.

My sister, Lulu, her musical talent was a quality her husband most admired…

Indeed, required.

Your aunt married well.

Music is not my bait for marrying.

I am not a wind-up doll.

I was offering encouragement.

When you settle with a proper husband,

your talent will be an advantage.

Fiona.

Best be poured in the wounds, not in the belly.

Kills infection.

Thank you.

Will you kindly remind my daughter that she does not earn her keep

as a doctor?

Nor as cook, or laundress,

but it seems I do a great deal of that.

She's spending too much time in your company.

Am I to understand that you've been running this enterprise on your own?

Yes.

My Emmet passed.

It will be two years next week.

Well, condolences.

At least the burden will soon fall on the shoulders of a solid young man.

Angel's Ridge wasn't a burden for me and Emmet.

It was our dream.

We were partners.

- In love and enterprise. - Hmm.

Uh, this attack, sir,

will it halt all discussions of treaties?

Well, until their internal conflict is settled, the Cayuse won't talk.

Well… if there's anything we can do to help,

Angel's Ridge is here for you, major.

You can stay as long as you need.

I'm sorry there's no news about your brother.

- Thank you, major. - Sure.

Won't be able to travel north tomorrow,

settle the new prospects.

I'll be riding with your mother and Mr. Roache,

setting up a new interest in the Badlands.

- What new interest? Why is Mother-- - The "why" not for me to know.

Just passing along my recent task…

so you're aware of things changing.

Hit him again!

Ugh! We're running through this laudanum like water.

We need Arkasha!

This blade won't cut it!

Let me give a pull.

On his legs, Doc.

Just a piece of firewood, brother.

Hold him still.

Hold him still!

Nearly there!

Sometimes I wish I knew how to pray.

It's all so much.

Duffy, now this.

The burden of Killian Duffy is mine.

Go. Be with the others.

So many pardons.

I did not mean to…

Our evening devotion quite done.

I'll leave you two.

May I sit?

Yes, of course. Sorry.

You okay?

Since Father died, I feel quite…

distant.

Invisible.

From Mother, and Garret, and…

and now with Willem missing.

Does that happen to you?

With family? Do…

Not feeling a part of the thing you're supposed to be.

Am I… I…

- Do I sound quite mad? - No.

Quite truthful.

I do give thought to my own pursuits.

Adventures.

Free of ties.

Your hands feel much firmer than I thought they'd be.

Not that they…

I mean, they… I thought they would be more delicate.

Not that they are rough or… or manly.

They're just…

The size, as I feel them, it…

Jesus, I should swallow my own damn tongue.

If that is your way of saying,

"You are a more able woman than I ever imagined,"

I accept the compliment.

My intention was exactly that.

- We are all heading home, brother. - Right.

Coming.