Quincy M.E. (1976–1983): Season 7, Episode 6 - For Want of a Horse - full transcript

Quincy investigates the death of a ranch owner while Dr. Astin and his wife struggle with their foster child.

Sam, I don't think
this was an accident.

I think it was murder.

Five years ago
people said I was crazy,

trying to put handicapped
people on horses.

Now we're helping those people!

It's an eviction notice. You got
two weeks to pack up and get out.

He's moved up from
handyman to executive.

Sure, he was out of the will, but
he knew he could handle his aunt.

Quincy, where you going?

To see if I can stop the villain
from foreclosing on the mortgage.

This is it, kid.



You're gonna have an accident.

Nobody's ever gonna
hear a word out of you.

Gentlemen, you
are about to enter

the most fascinating
sphere of police work,

the world of forensic medicine.

Can I pour you some
coffee, Uncle Jason?

No, I'll get my own, thanks.

Tell me, boy,

what are you doin'
up here, anyway?

You were never much on camping.

Thought you might be lonesome
with Aunt Cicely in the hospital.

That sounds a lot worse.

Since when are you
concerned about my health?

Are you hopin'



I'll be put in the ground
before your aunt?

Seein' as how you can twist
her around your little finger...

I can't win for losin' with you,
you never give me a chance.

You've had plenty of chances.

You never came through.

Oh, yeah, you let
me be a handyman.

You let me muck out stables,

you let me mend fences...

I'm better qualified.

Why, you ain't better
qualified for diddly squat.

I don't know, boy, but somewhere
along the line you went wrong.

I don't know how or when,
but that's what happened.

All my life I've done
everything you wanted me to do.

I went to school, I
studied what you said...

I even joined the army
and got myself almost killed

so you'd be proud of me.

Yeah, you went to school,

till they threw
you out for stealin'.

In the army, they gave you
a dishonorable discharge.

I'm tellin' you, I won't have
anything to do with you now.

Well, I made a
promise to your mother.

Why don't you tell my
why you're up here now?

You want the money? You
ain't gonna get anything.

Is that it?

It's not what I came up
here for, Uncle Jason.

Well, then, get out of here.

Go on back where you
came from. Leave me alone.

Gabe...

Gabe, you can't keep
goin' off like this by yourself.

We're not going to let you
ride if you keep doing that.

Gabe, this is the
third time this week

you've gone off by yourself.

We can't let you
do that. It's not safe.

Do you understand?

Nod your head if you understand.

Okay.

I found him.

Gabe, time to get off.

Gabe,

now.

See to the horses,

they need grooming.

He loves those
horses, doesn't he?

If only he could think the
same way about people.

I guess he doesn't have
much reason to trust people.

Imagine what was done
to him when he was little.

What would it take to make
a four year old stop talking,

stop responding, stop caring,

just to retreat into
his own private world?

He might never come
out of his world, Jack.

You've gotta face that.

No matter how
long he stays here,

- or how hard we try.
- I know.

But we can't give up
on him, yet, Georgia.

I still think we'll
bring him back.

Paulie...

You stayed right through my nap.

I didn't want you to wake
up alone, Aunt Cicely.

That odor, what is it?

It's probably just me, from
working in the horse stall.

I don't recall it
was like that before.

Smells like you scared a skunk.

Well... I gotta be goin'.

You slept later than usual.

I wish I could go
with you, Paulie.

I just wonder if
I'll ever leave here.

Oh yeah, you will.

You'll walk out and I'll
take you home myself.

I hope you're right.

Jason must be gettin' lonely.

Andy,

look at all these puzzle
books I found at the book store.

Famous crosswords,
secret crosswords,

mindbusters...

You know, I even found the
London Times crossword puzzle.

That one is really a challenge.

I'm tired of puzzles.

You know, I don't blame you. It's
really too nice a day to be in here.

Have you seen it? Look at this.

Why don't we go for a walk?

I don't wanna go for a walk.

I'm watching a movie.

Well, you know,
listen, that's simple.

Let's turn off the TV.

I tell ya, I'd like to go to
the park. What do ya say?

Will you just leave
me alone, please?

I wanna be left alone.

What's the problem?

No problem. We don't
have any problem, do we?

We were just discussing
going for a walk.

Oh, that might be
nice. How about a walk?

For crying out loud,

we just went through that!

I wanna be left alone!

Will both of you
please leave me alone!

Louise,

let him be.

But he's upset.

He's just feeling
sorry for himself,

he wants to make sure
we feel sorry for him, too.

Well, who can blame him?

He loses both of his
parents in a car accident,

he's in a coma for weeks,
and now he can't walk.

Maybe you'd be bitter, too.

I keep telling you, there's no
permanent physical damage.

There's no brain damage.

If he would just start a
physical therapy program,

he could recover completely. I
keep telling you, it's all in his mind.

You keep saying that, but
we've taken him to a psychiatrist...

Who says that until he can help
himself, nobody can do it for him.

Well, I don't agree.

I think he needs help, our help.

We can make him well again.

And then he'll be ours.

Louise, he's not ours.

We agreed when you
saw him in the hospital

to give him a foster
home, temporarily.

But he's adoptable.

He might be our last
chance for a child.

I know we can do it.

Louise,

I like Andy a lot.

I want him to be
part of our lives.

But if he doesn't respond to us,

maybe it's just not right.

Well, then it has
to be made right.

Sam, where's the report
on the fiber comparison?

Dr. Asten, here's the blood type on
those stains you asked for yesterday.

Well, that's fine, but where's the
report on the fiber comparison?

It's coming. It takes a little longer
for a complete fiber comparison.

It's been three days.

Dr. Asten, I'm sort
of swamped here.

Well, I'm swamped, too!

It doesn't help
me to have to wait!

Now, I want you to finish this
up before you go home tonight.

Now, will you get on it, please?

Yes, sir.

Dr. Asten,

don't you think you were
kind of rough on him?

When is it rough to
expect a job done right?

You've been snapping
at everyone lately.

You almost took Eddie's head off this
morning over a little misunderstanding.

It's not like you.

I did do that, didn't I?
Well, I'll have to apologize.

- I guess I'm a little tense.
- Andy again?

Well, I guess so.

I don't know what to do, Quincy.

Louise and I are both exhausted.
All we do is snap at each other.

If having the boy in your house
is gonna tear your lives apart,

that's not doing a service
to anyone, including Andy.

Well, just tell me what
to do. Tell me that.

He's part of our home now,
Quincy. He's in our lives.

I'm not giving him back just
because he doesn't work out.

I'll tell you something,
I've been watching him...

That boy's a survivor.

He deserves a chance and
he's gonna get a chance.

It's time, just time.

Paul, hey, where've you
been this whole weekend?

The stalls never got cleaned out
and that hay has to be unloaded.

Had to go see my aunt.

Couldn't you have managed
to get by here even once?

Look, get off my case.
I'm not your servant boy.

I'm the foreman of my uncle's
properties. I got my responsibilities.

I know, and one of
those responsibilities

is to keep those stalls
cleaned on the weekends.

I'm doin' it now.

And watch that
old stallion's stall,

he's been acting mean lately.

What difference does it make?
You never use him, anyway.

Problems?

I don't know, he gets
worse all the time.

I don't know why Mr. Randall
even hires him for the job.

He doesn't show
up half the time.

And when he does, he
does a half-baked job.

Blood ties are strong.

Maybe so, but I've had it.

I'm gonna ride out and find
Mr. Randall where he's camping.

I'm gonna tell him what
kind of job Tanner's doing.

Maybe he doesn't even
know how shiftless the guy is.

It seems to me, if Tanner's
not gonna do the job,

he oughta get somebody who will.

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa, there.

What got into you?

What's the matter? That
old stallion spook you?

Oh, my God.

Looks like the
coyotes got to him.

He's been here a couple days.

Yeah, they ate away his
face, throat, and hands.

Smells like a skunk
got to him, too.

I know you'll have to check the
dental records, Doc, to make an ID,

but that long gray hair...

I'm bettin' that's old
Jason Randall there.

Who's that?

Oh, old guy who owns most of
the land you can see around here.

Sort of a maverick,
you might say.

Has a big ranch house,

but spends a lot of time
camping out around these hills.

Not too smart around here.

I must've told
him that 100 times.

Who discovered the body?

Jack La Follette, over there.

- Thanks.
- Sure.

- Mr. La Follette?
- Yeah.

I'm Dr. Quincy. I'm
with the coroner's office.

Hello.

- I'm sorry, I'm kind
of shook up about this.
- I understand.

You found the body?

- Yeah.
- When?

A couple of hours ago I rode up

from the school looking for him,

and there he was.

There's a school around here?

Well, not a school, exactly.

I run an institute for
equestrian therapy.

It's a program designed
to help the handicapped.

Equestrian therapy,
I've heard about it.

There's a facility around here?

We haven't been here long.

Well, what's his
connection with it?

Well, if it hadn't been for
him, we wouldn't be here at all.

He was a hell of
a guy, Dr. Quincy.

The first person who really
took an interest in our program.

He let us use the land
and stables for nothing.

I don't know what we
would have done without him.

- Now, I guess
it'll be the end of us.
- Why is that?

Well, the Barotech Corporation
has been trying to get their

claws into this land for years,

build their corporate
headquarters here.

But old Jason wouldn't sell.

Land's been in the
family for generations.

I don't know what'll happen now.

Well, that's a shame.

Would you like to
see our facilities?

As a matter of fact, I would.

You're gonna have
a little accident.

You tried to clean Igor's stall

and the mean old son of a
gun stomped you to death.

Gabe?

Gabe, where are you?

There you are.

Come on, Gabe, I need
your help down in the ring.

That's okay, Gabe. I don't
need you in here anymore.

You go help Georgia.

You better mind your step, kid.

I'm gonna be watchin'
every move you make.

Equestrian therapy?

Are you serious? What
are you talking about?

I know it sounds crazy, but it's
actually a very ancient form of therapy

for handicapped people.

I saw what they were doing. I'm
telling you, the results are phenomenal!

- Phenomenal?
- Yeah.

If you say so, Quincy.

I've had him to every special...

Just go see the guy!

If they can't do
anything, nobody can.

The Randall body is ready.

Quincy, please.

Just go check
it out, that's all.

Everything we do
is based on games.

They're not modem day games,

they all come from
medieval tournaments,

from dressage competitions,

from the movements and
maneuvers of the Renaissance cavalry.

Of course, they're trying
to knock a ball off a barrel

instead of beheading
an opponent,

but the concentration
it requires is the same.

Maybe that looks easy,

but do you realize how
hard that maneuver is

for someone with cerebral palsy?

Or multiple sclerosis?

What they're doing is
almost impossible for them.

But when they make it,

it's like catching the
winning touchdown pass.

You don't expect Andy
to do these exercises.

He could never
even get on a horse.

Of course,

it would take a while before
he could do something like this.

For a while, we just
lead him on a line.

Wait a minute. You're
gonna put Andy on a horse

and just lead him around?

- What good does that do?
- A lot.

Consider this,

in less than fifteen minutes, a
walking horse takes 1,000 steps.

The rider has to respond
to each one of those steps.

To sit up, to maintain balance

the muscles of the body

involuntarily respond to the sway
and the movement of the horse.

Thousands and thousands of
tiny muscles are getting a workout,

all without being tedious,

just for the fun of a ride.

For the fun of
the ride, I like that.

Andy did ride, you know.

That's why I asked Louise
to bring him out here.

But I still have my doubts.

Come on, Robbie, you can do it!

Yeah!

Robbie was in a
terrible accident.

He was hit by a diesel
truck while riding his bike.

He was in a coma for months.

When he came out of it, the
doctors predicted he'd be a vegetable

the rest of his life.

It's taken months, but he's
walking with crutches now.

He's developing more and
more coordination all the time.

It's a miracle, an
absolute miracle!

Atta way, Robbie!
I'm so proud of you!

It's a special kind
of therapy, Doctor.

No white clothes, no bare walls,

just the sun, the
wind, and a horse.

Hi, Andy.

I didn't say I
wanted to do this!

- I want to go home!
- Andy, please.

We'll just give it a try. Okay?

No, it's not okay!

- I'm scared.
- Jack, this is Andy.

-Hi, Andy -I'm not doing this!

Sure, you are.

Hey, Gabe, come over here!

- You can't make me do this.
- You're gonna be all right.

- I'm gonna fall off!
- No!

No, I don't want to go.

I'm gonna fall off!

I'm gonna fall. I'm
gonna hurt myself.

Please, no. No!

Please, don't put
me on the horse.

- There you go.
- I'm gonna fall off.

No, no, no, no...

- I'm gonna fall!
- No, you're not! It's gonna be all right.

You got two people walkin'
on either side of the horse.

- If you fall,
they'll catch you.
- No!

No! Dr. Asten, please!

I'm gonna fall!
Don't do this to me!

You're doing fine,
Andy. You're doing fine.

Aren't they being a
little harsh with him?

It just seems that way.

The kids have to feel that we're
sure about what we're doing.

They'll be safe.

I don't know if
this is a good idea.

All we can do is try.

That's really severe
mutilation of the face and throat.

Those coyotes sure got to him.

- Are the lungs out yet, Sam?
- Yeah, here they are.

Looks like a skunk
got to him, too.

Must have been an angry skunk.

Look at the alveoli forming
these large air sacks.

They've lost their elasticity.

Look how black they are.

He was suffering from emphysema.

There's some edema in the lungs.

And look at this, there are
petechiae on the pleural surfaces,

little spot hemorrhages.

- Like asphyxiation.
- Yeah.

What about the stomach contents?

- He might have choked.
- Here, I'll get it.

Undigested chunks of meat.

And more in the
esophagus, what's left of it.

With his throat gone,

we can't tell if anything
was lodged in the larynx.

I can't believe that odor. That's
the worst skunk I've ever smelled.

Oh, Joey, give us some
answers. We're stuck here.

This is weird.

That syrupy residue,

it has a high content of urea.

One of the main
components must be urine.

Urine?

Also, there seems to be
decomposed tissue mixed in.

Why would that be in his hair?

You know what it
sounds like to me,

some kind of coyote lure.

What is coyote lure?

Some stuff that trappers and
ranchers use to attract coyotes.

One of the chief
ingredients is skunk urine.

Skunk urine?

Well, that explains the
mystery of the persistent skunk.

Also, female coyote
urine, animal entrails...

People that make it
usually mix it all together

and then let it decompose
for a few months.

No wonder it smells so bad.

But why would it be
on Randall's body?

Maybe someone wanted
to attract the coyotes,

make sure the
body was mutilated.

Well, they ate the face, the
throat and all the soft tissues.

Let's take a closer
look. Thanks, Joey.

There, that flap of tissue.

A faint line...

May I have the scissors?

Petri dish.

It might be damage
from animal bites.

Look at it under the
microscope, will ya?

Now, if he was strangled,

his long hair protected the back
of his neck from a vivid impression.

If someone wanted to make
sure his throat was eaten away

they sure did a good job.

Quince, come look at this.

What's it look like?

Fine, braid-like pattern, maybe
like wires twisted together.

Yeah, like piano wire.

Like a garrotte.

Sam, I don't think
this was an accident.

I think it was murder.

My uncle was murdered?

That's right.

You know anybody who'd
have a reason to do that?

No.

Uncle Jason was a crazy
old coot, but people loved him.

I told him 1,000 times not
to go up in those hills alone.

That's just asking for trouble.

Well, how'd you two get along?

He wasn't crazy about me. I
guess I never measured up.

But I sure loved him.

Why are you asking
me all these questions?

You think I had a
reason to kill him?

You're way off base, there.
I had nothin' to gain by it.

I wasn't even in
my uncle's will.

That's how much
he thought of me.

One other thing, where
were you last Sunday?

I was visiting my aunt
in a convalescent home,

all day.

And you can verify that?

Yeah. Absolutely.

Okay, that's all.

Brill, show him out.

Okay, let's go.

Poor thing, she's
been in a state of shock

ever since she heard
about her husband.

I mean, she won't even
accept the fact that he's dead.

We've sedated her.

She's a little groggy.

Okay, thanks.

Hello, Aunt Cicely.

Oh, my sweet Paulie.

I'm so glad you came.
I've been gettin' worried.

About what?

My azaleas. They don't
get any lime in this soil,

and I'm afraid they're
gonna turn yellow.

Your azaleas are fine,
I promise, Aunt Cicely.

But I do have to talk to
your about something,

some business of Uncle Jason's.

Oh, my.

Now what?

That stubborn old man has
got himself in trouble again.

No, it's not that.

Fifty years and just as
rambunctious as ever.

Paulie, did I ever tell you
about our weddin' night?

I'm going to bring a lawyer.

We had the biggest
fight you've ever seen.

I've got some papers
that you gotta sign.

Well, of course I will, Paulie.

You know that.

I'd do anything for
my favorite nephew.

At least he's not screaming.

That's some
progress in two days.

Gee, it's good to
see him do that much.

How long before he
responds more fully?

There aren't any
guarantees in a case like this.

All depends on Andy.

But I'd like to suggest that you
begin leaving him for the day.

Wait a minute. You think I
shouldn't be here with him?

We have a van that can
bring him home in the afternoon

starting today, if you like.

I think that a longer lesson,
at least for a while, might help.

Well, if you say so.

Jack, if you think it's
a good idea, anything.

My wife and I, we're desperate.
We certainly don't have any answers.

I can't promise I do, either.

But we'll give it our best shot.

This is it, La Follette.

- What's up, Paul?
- Look what I got for you.

What's up is your
institute is out,

gone, folded, kaput.

What?

It's an eviction notice. You got
two weeks to pack up and get out.

What are you talking about?

The lease doesn't expire
for another six months,

and then I thought
your aunt might extend it.

My aunt don't want you
on the property no more.

- I can't believe that!
- Well, you better believe it.

There's the paper. I'm the
manager of this property now.

We've got plans for this site,

and they don't include you.

I've mucked out your
stables for the last time, pal.

Cut it out, will you, Gabe.

I know, I know,
he's kicking us out.

Gabe, will you stop it?

I've gotta figure
out what to do next.

Look, I'm sorry about this.

I don't know, Quincy.

I'm inclined to agree that Randall
was done in by some transient.

Now, listen, there's a lot of
weird things go on in those hills.

It's just not safe to go
camping up there alone.

I don't buy that.

A transient would have bashed
in his head, stolen something.

This was too careful,
too well planned.

That's why I wondered
about the nephew.

Listen, I checked him
out. Now, first of all,

we don't have a motive for him.

Now, he doesn't get one
thing from the old man's estate.

Not only that, he's got
an alibi he can verify.

That day he was with the
aunt in the convalescent home.

- You check it out with her?
- No, not with her.

I called the hospital administrator,
and yeah, he verified it.

Tanner was there that day.

All day?

And how far is the home
from the murder site?

He could have gone from one
place to the other in one afternoon.

Did you check all that out?
I'll go talk to the aunt myself.

Quincy, I don't believe you,

- there you go again...
- Quincy, can I talk
to you for a minute?

Quincy, I wanna tell you
something. I'm off the case.

I'm finished! No
more. It's all yours.

I'm not gonna take it anymore!

Nice talkin' to ya.

Quincy, I just
needed to talk to you.

The equestrian school
has been evicted.

Evicted? When'd
you find that out?

This morning, just
a little while ago.

- It was our last chance.
- What do you mean?

Look, I've always felt
the best thing for Andy

was to give him a home, a
place to support him with caring,

even though the
strain was pretty rough.

The institute was working.

He was responding to the
experiences with the horses.

He was making a
turnaround, Quincy.

Well, it's all academic now.

I'll just have to follow
the doctor's advice.

- What advice?
- To give him up,

put him in an institution,

a place where he can get physical
and emotional therapy on a daily basis.

Everything's been snatched away.

But why? How could that happen?

I don't know. Mrs. Randall is the
executor of her husband's estate.

She can chase
them off the property.

- There never was
a formal lease agreement.
- But why now?

It's involving the
Barotech Corporation.

Barotech's been trying
to get in there for years.

Her husband died and
now she's selling out?

That's what her nephew says.

Nephew?

Paul Tanner, he's the conservator.
He served the papers this morning.

You mean her nephew
was mixed up in this?

I didn't say he's mixed up in
it, but he served the papers.

He was gloating, but why not?

He's moved up from
handyman to executive.

Then that's gotta be it.

- What?
- The motive
Monahan was looking for.

Sure, he was out of the will, but
he knew he could handle his aunt.

Quincy, where you going?

To see if I can stop the villain
from foreclosing on the mortgage.

Look at that! He's
really taking off!

Way to go, Andy!

Way to go, Andy!

Look at his coordination.

His upper body is so strong.

Besides, I think he's
really beginning to like it.

You know what
else is getting to him?

Gabe. They sort of fit together,

like puzzle pieces.

One can walk but can't talk,

the other can
speak but can't walk.

- How was I?
- All right, Andy!

Now, when you get him
over to the ramp this time

I want you to dismount
'em, by yourself.

I can't. I'll fall.

If you fall, we'll pick you up.

You can do it, Andy.
I know you can.

No!

He can do it, Georgia.
I know he can.

The way he handles a horse...

He's using his thighs, legs...

He's got strength,
I know he has.

I think he could walk,
but he's holding back.

- Give him time.
- That's just
what we don't have.

Damn it, Georgia,
we've come this far

and now they're
pulling the rug out.

Five years ago
people said I was crazy,

trying to put handicapped
people on horses.

Now we're helping those people!

I don't want to see it
all go down the drain.

We'll find a way.
There are other places.

Yeah, that we can't afford.

Why, Jason loved those people.

He would never
have evicted them.

He's not evicting them,
Mrs. Randall, you are.

What do you mean?

Didn't you sign the papers
your nephew gave you?

What papers are
you talking about?

I've done nothing
but sign papers

since Jason died.

Did you read them?

I'm an old woman, Dr. Quincy,

I can't see all that fine print.

Jason used to take
care of all that for me.

I'm just lucky I have
my nephew, Paul.

- And you trust him?
- Explicitly.

- Did he come to
see you that day?
- Of course he did.

He comes almost every day.

- He stayed all afternoon?
- He sure did.

He even stayed through my nap.

Your nap?

Yeah. I take a nap
every afternoon,

and Paulie sat with me that day.

When I woke up,
he was still there.

Oh, God love him. I tell
you, that Paulie's the only one

who's worth anything
in the whole family.

If it weren't for him, why, I'd be
sittin' around alone all the time.

He's the best boy I ever...

Oh, that awful odor.

What is that, anyway?

It's just like Paul
was that day.

He had this odor on him
when he came to see you?

No, it was when I
woke up from my nap.

I think that's what woke
me up, that terrible smell.

Would you mind putting
the cover on that thing?

Oh, sorry.

So he didn't have this odor on
him when he came to see you,

but he did after your nap?

Yes, I think that's right.

Thank you very
much, Mrs. Randall.

- Oh, you have to go?
- I'm afraid I do.

Dr. Quincy, I think
you oughta slow down.

One of the advantages of old age

is you're never in a hurry.

Andy,

let's give it one more try before
the van comes to pick you up.

- Okay?
- I can't.

I can't get on the
horse by myself.

I'm okay once I'm up there,
but I can't get on and off.

Remember when you thought
you couldn't ride, either?

Yeah, but this time I mean it.

I'm not pretending.

I would if I could,

I promise.

You've come so far, Andy.

Let's take that extra step.

Okay?

Okay.

It's no use.

I'll be in a wheelchair
the rest of my life.

Either there or on a
horse, nothing in between.

Don't say that, Andy. I
know you can make it!

There we go, there we go.

Jack, phone. Can you talk?

Be right there.

I'll be right back. Gabe, you
keep an eye on Andy. Okay?

Thanks.

I guess you know how it feels

when you want to do something
and your body won't let you.

Listen,

I just wanted to say

I know I acted like a real
jerk when I first came here,

and I want to say
thanks for helping me.

Gabe, we have to go
into town to see the lawyer.

We'll be gone for about an hour.

You take care of
the horses, okay?

I don't know why
that van's not here yet.

I'll be okay, you go ahead.

I don't want to
leave you here alone.

The van will be here soon.

I'll be all right.

Right.

Gabe's around. You just
yell if you need anything.

Bye.

Not so fast.

I'm gonna enjoy throwin'
you off a cliff, you little weasel!

Get up on that horse.

Dr. Quincy, what are
you doin' out here?

I'm lookin' for Tanner,
you know where he is?

No. Why?

I think he engineered this whole
thing with the Barotech Corporation.

That woman didn't know
what she was signing.

He never would have gotten away
with it if his uncle was still alive.

Dr. Quincy, are you saying...

I think he had a strong
motive for murdering his uncle.

His alibi doesn't hold.

He could have drugged his aunt

and still had time to murder
him while she was asleep.

Jack...

Andy, where is he?

Where's Gabe?

They might be hurt.

Let's try the barn.

- Gabe!
- Andy!

Dr. Quincy, look at this.

That's Tanner's
boot. I know that print.

And it's fresh. It's still wet.

We gotta find them.

I'll take one of the horses.
Maybe they went out on the trails.

- I'll go with you.
- You ride?

It's been awhile,
but I can manage.

Georgia, call Lieutenant
Monahan at the police department.

Give him the location and get
a helicopter out here right away.

Okay.

Be careful.

This is it, kid,

Deep Canyon.

You're gonna have an accident.

Nobody's ever gonna
hear a word out of you.

Gabe, you all right?

Andy?

Yeah.

Andy.

Andy.

Did you hear?

Did you hear? He said my name.

He said Andy!

Andy.

All right!

Andy, this is Sergeant Brill,

Lieutenant Monahan,

Sam Fujiyama...

Excuse me, where's Quincy?

The foods on the fire.

He said he'd be here at seven.

- There he is!
- Hey, Quincy!

Hey, Quincy, what's wrong?

Why do you say
something's wrong?

- Well, you're limpin'.
- You can hardly walk!

- I'm walkin', I'm okay.
- Quincy, we wanted you here

- to celebrate
all the good news.
- What good news?

Mrs. Randall gave us a
ninety-nine year lease.

Oh, that's terrific!

How you doin', Andy?

Well, I promised
to be a good boy,

so mom and dad
are gonna keep me.

You'll be walking in no time.

Quincy, sit down.

Old dad wants to make a toast.

As a matter of fact,
that's a good idea,

but why don't I do it standing.

- Standing?
- Yeah.

You're going to stand
all during dinner?

Yeah, sometimes I do stand through
dinner. It's good for the digestive tract.

What are you talking
about? Now, come on.

Oh, all right.

I'm a little sore. I'm not
used to riding horseback.

- It's been a long time.
- No one dines at
Danny's in discomfort.

Hey, that's a great idea, Danny.

Thank you. This'll be paradise.

What's wrong?

The air went out.