We cut to Alma Garret in bed, sneaking one eye open in the early morning light as she watches her husband get dressed up in his dandified prospecting outfit. She pretends to be asleep, despite his obvious desire that she wake up and see him in his finery. Goof. In the Gem, Al is walking upstairs to bed, as Ellsworth shares a drink with Trixie. He nicely offers her a dollar a minute to talk about her injuries, in case she wants to get anything off her chest. She rebuffs him with, "What I got on my chest don't concern you, Ellsworth." Ellsworth should feel lucky to hear that, as she has her new gun stuck in her cleavage. Sensing her sincere animosity, he raises a toast: "Fuck us all, anyway, for the limber-dicked cocksuckers we are." Well said.
In the hotel, Dan approaches a guest room with a huge knife. He takes a key from E.B., opens the door, says, "Just hush, Tim," and quickly dispatches Tim Driscoll. It's my favorite scene in the episode, and it takes ten seconds.
As Brom Garret waits in the street for the murdering Dan, the rescuers ride back into town with the kid, yelling for Doc to wake up. He comes out of his shack, hung over, and takes the child from Jane. As he turns to take the kid inside, Jane pulls her gun on him, saying, "Wait for me, goddammit! Just hold on, 'til I'm with you." Charlie has to tell Doc not to worry, that Jane's just excitable.
Bullock dismounts his horse and walks toward the stranger. Bill asks Sol what kind of hand his friend is with a gun. Sol: "I don't feel qualified to say." The stranger says he's done his duty and guesses he can be moving on. Bullock suggests that he stick around and see if the kid lives. "Nah," the guy says. "That little one will be in my prayers."
This is too much for Bullock, who puts his hand on his gun and tells the guy to get off his horse. The dude professes his innocence, but nobody's buying it. He yells that it was the Indians. Bullock: "Too much ransacking, and too many goods left behind. Someone was after money." During this conversation, Wild Bill makes his way up next to Bullock. The shady guy once again claims his innocence, asking that if he had had something to do with the killing, why'd he come to the camp? Bill: "Maybe when it got thick out there, you ran. Maybe the others was going to ground, but you had to have pussy...I've felt that way sometimes after a kill." Bullock: "Get down off your horse, or face the consequences." The guy looks to get down off his horse, sure, but he actually goes for his gun and Bullock and Wild Bill draw and shoot in tandem. The dude goes down. Bill asks, "Was that you, or me, Montana?" Bullock doesn't even blink as he answers, "My money'd be on you."