Cy rolls his eyes in frustration. "The article's a plant from Swearengen," he tells him, "if that's what you want to ask Merrick." Jarry says that's the beginning of what he'd want to ask. "Don't take much, does it, Commissioner, to get your balls tucked up?" Cy snarks. Jarry: "They are very sensitive to changes in weather. You feel one coming on?" On that line, he makes his exit, leaving Wolcott to comment, "I am a sinner, who does not expect forgiveness...but, I am not a government official!" You said it, Wolcoot.
In the thoroughfare, we see Dan stomping up and down, still looking for Hawkeye, when he spots his other prey, Sol, down by Doc's. He runs up to Sol, announcing pretty forcefully that Al wants to see him. "When I can," Sol says. Dan doesn't like this. He insists that Sol come with him right now, but Sol gets mad and says no, keeping his eyes on the door of Doc's cabin. Dan's out of patience. "I'll lift you up in the air and carry you before the whole goddamn camp like a fuckin' turtle with its legs wigglin'." Hmm. Sol considers this, still trying to look tough, but he turns pretty quick and strides toward the Gem. Halfway there, Dan sees Adams riding into camp. He runs over to stop him, asking Adams for the whereabouts of Hawkeye. Adams kind of laughs and says, "I don't know...what'd he do?" Dan just says that Al's looking for the guy. "For what?" Adams asks, still jovial. Have I mentioned that Dan's not having any of the backchat this afternoon? "You're about to take a goddamn beatin' for every fuckin' time I've been asked 'what for' already today," he yells. Adams is skilled at handling his tenuous friendship with Dan and does not further exacerbate his rage, instead simply asking if there's any chance Al's looking for Hawkeye "to ask him where I was." Huh. Dan muses silently on that while Adams dismounts, announcing, "I've got to take a shit." Nervously, Dan suggests that he put that off for the time being. Adams says it can't be put off, and besides, it's not the kind that takes very long. Dan nods, but says he isn't going back to the Gem without Adams. "Fine, fuck it," Adams says, heading into the hotel, "just keep your distance."
Meanwhile, Jane, seemingly sober, is wandering around, searching for something. To no one in particular, she says, "Just because I'm looking for a bottle I might've misplaced during my drinking days, does not mean if I find a bottle, that I'm going to fuckin' drink it." Rounding a corner under some stairs, she is shocked to find Tom Nuttall, hiding alone and sobbing. "You know whose horse it was?" Tom asks. Jane gets quiet and asks him what he means, but Tom breaks down, and can't answer.