Meek's Cutoff Page #4

Cold is the least

of my troubles.

Hmm.

It's only a few days north

to the Columbia

by my reckoning.

I been keepin' notes.

What if we don't

find water soon?

We will.

Your optimism.

I'm sorry.

Is he ignorant,

or is he

just plain evil?

That's my quandary.

It's impossible to know.

We can't know.

That's very comforting,

Mr. Tetherow.

Well,

we made our decision.

This is all gonna be

a bad dream soon.

It's gonna be

a story to tell.

I don't blame him

for not knowing.

I blame him

for saying he did.

That fool.

[Footsteps Outside]

[William]

Solomon?

Dry breakfast?

No.

Might as well eat the dust.

Ladies.

Fine morning.

I'd like to know how.

Well, not too hot.

Plus smooth ground.

Could be a piece worse.

It's not today

that's weighing on me.

We'll follow

the land downhill.

The water's more likely

in the lower places.

[Solomon] That's fine.

[Wagon Wheels Squeaking]

[William]

Heed.

Stay with us.

Broken axle.

I'm gonna bring

this wheel off.

All right.

[Grunts, Sighs]

[Chuckles]

Are those

our mountains,

Mr. Meek?

Oh, no. No, no.

We'll know

our mountains, Jimmy.

Hell's full of mountains.

Those aren't them.

[Jimmy]

What are they?

[Meek]

Well, they...

They're nameless,

I suppose.

We'll call 'em

Jimmy's Mountains.

What do you say to that?

I suppose so.

Mm-hmm.

Jimmy's Mountains.

We get to

the Willamette Valley,

I'll tell

the cartographers.

We'll print it on the map.

Hmm?

I don't know,

Mr. Meek.

[Chuckles]

[Belches Quietly]

[Glory]

You never womaned, Mr. Meek?

Indeed I have.

Numerous times.

Squaws in these parts

start lookin' mighty white

after 20 years' time.

Oh, dear.

Sometimes I get the sense

you don't care for me much,

Mrs. Tetherow.

Oh, I have no feelings

one way or the other, Mr. Meek.

That's... [Chuckles]

That's just a kind way

of saying you don't like me.

I don't like where we are.

So, that's what you think,

that we're lost?

I'd say that seems

about the right word for it.

We're not lost.

We're not lost.

We're just finding our way.

I certainly hope so.

We gonna make all right.

Oh, you don't need to

patronize me, Mr. Meek.

[Stammering]

Well, now I think you're

flirtin' with me, ma'am.

You don't know much

about women, do you,

Stephen Meek?

Why, I-I know...

somethin' or other.

[Sarcastic Giggle]

If you say so.

Well, I know women

are different from men.

I know that much.

I'll tell you the difference,

if you care to hear it.

[Emily Chuckles]

I don't doubt you will.

Women-

Women are created

on the principle of chaos-

the chaos of creation,

disorder, bringin' new things

into the world.

Men are created

on the principle

of destruction.

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