Miracle Maker

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[Gasps]

[Scared horses]

Hold on, hold on!

Lily, you hang on!

[Gasps]

[Heavy breathing]

[Sighs]

[Exhales]

Oliver Cronin!

There is work to be done.

Thomas!

[Door squeals]

Yes, Mother?

I'm chilled to the bone.

[Scoffs]

Thank you, dear.

And I'm going to die of thirst!

After work, come straight home.

I don't want you playing

in the woods.

I know you're going to anyway.

Just remember I told you not to.

And don't forget your coat.

[Children playing]

[Townspeople chatting]

[Exhales]

Lily.

What are you doing?

Good morning, Sarrah.

You'd better not let Mr. Booth

see you,

or there will be trouble.

I know.

I know.

[Exhales]

Would you give this letter to

Lily?

Please.

Do you want me to lose my job?

No, of course not.

Then don't ask.

Sarrah

[Door creaks]

[Footsteps]

[Spurs jingle]

[Sighs]

Good morning, Mr. Booth.

You're late.

I am right on time.

La la la la la

La la la la la

[Sighs]

La la la la la la

La la la la la

La la la la la

La la la la

Rae Grant,

why aren't you milking the cow?

I can't!

You can't, or you won't?

I can't.

What do you mean you can't?

The cow's gone.

What?

Come on.

[Grunts]

Twelve

[Grunts]

And that makes thirteen.

We are just one short.

I loaned one out to the

Johnsons.

Elias Grant, we don't even have

enough to feed our own girls,

and you give away our inventory?

They will pay us when they can.

Everyone knows the mine is dry.

What is it?

The cow's gone.

What?!

Rae went to milk her this

morning, and she's gone.

I'm sorry.

Elias, what have you done?

I sold our cow to Gabriel

Hollis.

That cow gave good milk.

Milk doesn't pay the rent.

But it fills the belly.

[Jingling spurs]

It's Mr. Booth.

Good morning, Mr. Booth.

We're just a little bit short

this time.

but we'll make it up next month.

I've heard this before.

This should cover this month's

rent.

I know we're behind on what we

owe for surplus, but

I'll add interest to next month.

Understood.

All right, back to work.

Go on.

[Dog whimpering]

[Dog barks]

[Dog whimpers]

[Birds chirp and scatter]

[Birds chirp]

[Knocking]

[Coughing from inside]

Mrs. Firth!

I know you're in there!

No, it's a beautiful day.

It's the same as yesterday.

[Jingling spurs]

Here he comes.

Just like clockwork.

Selfish.

Penny-pinching.

Mingy.

Rapacious.

Stingy.

Uncharitable.

[Both gasp] Mr. Booth!

Always a pleasure.

Keep the change.

If all my tenants were like you,

I'd be a very happy man.

True happiness, Mr. Booth,

lies in making others happy.

[Chuckles]

[Growls]

Penurious.

Tightwad.

And thirty-seven.

All right.

I will see you soon.

Mr. Booth?

Mrs. Firth.

Did you bring the rent?

Could I have more time?

Didn't you ask for more time

last month?

Yes.

I was expecting a letter from my

husband, and it never came.

You know, I could get twice as

much for that property.

I know, Sir,

and I'll pay you.

I just need more time.

What happened to that lady's

face?

[Sighs]

You have two days!

[Knocking]

Come in.

Sarrah made supper.

I'm not very hungry.

Please come downstairs for

dinner.

[Carriage sounds]

[Horses whinny]

Whoa, whoa.

My turn.

Oh, no. No. [Chuckles]

I, uh . . .

I promised your father that I

would keep you safe,

and I intend to keep my word.

You did?

[Imitates Mr. Booth]

My daughter, Lily,

is the most beautiful girl in

the world.

If anything should happen to

her while in your care,

I will shoot you where you

stand.

What could I do but promise?

Gabriel Hollis would let me try.

What did you just say about

Gabriel Hollis?

I said, "Gabriel would let me

try."

Oh, he would, would he?

Well, would Gabriel Hollis do

this?

[Music builds]

[Birds call]

Oliver's not back yet?

and he knows he's supposed to

help carry the wash home.

He probably lost track of time.

It's like his head is completely

in the clouds.

There he is.

[Door opens]

Do you know what time it is?

Do you know how worried I've

been?

Oh, and where's your coat?

Gathering rocks?

I'm sure you wouldn't do this if

mother and father were here.

Hurry home. We have work to do.

[Rocks tumble]

I'm sure she didn't mean it.

She's just tired.

That's all.

I'm sorry I lost my temper.

It's gonna take a miracle to get

this washing finished in time.

[Knocking]

Go on. See who it is.

[Whistling]

Who is it?

Come on, it's late.

[C*cks gun]

What'cha doing?

Never shot a preacher before.

[Sighs] Thomas!

My oatmeal tastes like sawdust.

My back . . . ugh . . . it feels

like it's broken.

Mother, I would very much like

for you to hear my sermon today.

Why, how can I, dear?

You know I'm standing on death's

doorstep.

Pass me my book, please.

Thank you.

Do you know who

this parsimonious Ebenezer

Scrooge reminds me of?

Who's that, Mother?

James Booth. Ugh!

He's even more detestable ever

since Lily had that

terrible accident.

How can you be civil to that man

after all he's done to you?

Keeping Lily locked up in that

house day and night.

Someone needs to show Mr. Booth

the error of his ways.

Actually, I think he's much

worse.

At least Scrooge did have a

heart at the end.

Thomas?

I was beautiful, wasn't I?

You still are.

Am I?

You are.

You'll always be my

beautiful Lily.

I thought we might attend

service today.

No.

Why not?

Is it because of the

preacher, or

is it because you don't want

people to see my face?

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