that ain't n npain. well, i got no whiskey. i could tap you on the head. that is the best i could do. flint: you could have left me there. annie: you aren't any good to me dead. you might be worth something to me a live, even half a ave. you might be worth something to the shoshones. flint: shoshone? annie: hold steano ? annie: i ain't going to state hitched up on this mountainside, how tell you -- i will tell you. flint: thanks to you. annie: i told you. you're no good to me dead. i had a lot to bear lately. i don't want you dying on me. flint: i will do what i can. annie: put some of this on you, it might break up the fever. flint: i don't think i can eat. come on. made with a little bit you had will do you some good. flint: who are you? annie: a lady who has some reading up to do. flint: what is your name? annie: annie griffith, annie griffifi. mrs., i am a married lady. flint: what part of the sosoh annie: there is so much going on here. i haven'n'been able to do much reading up. what do you know about the south? flint: the way it sounds, mostly. annie