Ruth, in the church tent, tries to concentrate on her Bible studies, but the sounds of the nearby fight prove too much a temptation. She goes over to check it out, leaving a good many candles burning in the tent. No wonder her father warned her about that thing catching on fire. She makes her way through the throng of spectators just in time to get Elam's blood splattered across her face. She flinches, touches the blood and looks down at her fingers in horror. Welcome to Hell on Wheels!
Outside, Doc lights up a cigar when he sees Lily wandering by. He's been looking for her. She tells him she's been out for a walk. Normally, I'd think that was an unwise undertaking for a woman in a place like that, but Lily can obviously take care of herself. Lily says she heard the fight. "A little vulgar for a lady's tastes," Doc says. "Panem et circenses," Lily says, then translates it for Doc as the title of this week's episode. She goes on: "You engineered this fight as a distraction till you could get payroll, just like the Romans did with unruly crowds." He modestly says she's overestimating him, and she says she hopes not, for all their sakes.
Inside the saloon, Mickey is trying to get Cullen ready for the next round. He looks around for Sean and sees him across the room, talking to Psalms. Psalms nods a few times and then Sean presses something into his hand before slipping back over to Team Cullen.
Outside, Doc offers to walk Lily back to the car. She thinks for a bit and sighs. "I have Robert's maps," she says. Doc stares at her, at first not quite absorbing what she's said. "And yes," she goes on, "he found the route." Doc's mouth hangs open. "To the Rockies?" he asks. No, to Krispy Kreme. Of course to the Rockies! Doc is flabbergasted to learn that Lily has had the maps all this time. His shock and confusion gives way to admiration. He's just slightly more relieved than he is furious, but Lily still isn't quite ready to hand them over. When he asks her what she wants for them, she says simply that she wants what Robert was owed. She gives Doc a cunning smile, picks up her skirts, and walks away.
Back to the fight. Psalms wraps fresh bandages around Elam's hands. Elam, bloodied and barely able to catch his breath, looks about ready to crater, but the Swede calls an end to the timeout. Mickey hoists Cullen out of his chair and points him in the right direction. Both fighters look to be in a dead tie at this point. They can hardly lift their fists. They just sort of weakly stumble into each other and clasp at each other. Cullen manages to punch Elam in the side a few times. They pull away and Elam swings at Cullen, hitting him across the eyes. Cullen blinks hard. His vision blurs. He rubs his eyes and struggles to see. He throws a punch, but it goes wide. Elam drops him with one last blow. Dix, kneeling over Cullen, calls the fight. To the sad strains of violin music, the freedmen lead Elam out of the saloon. White men leer and shout threats that we don't hear over the soundtrack, but the intent is clear. Across the road, the tattooed lady paces and tries to hide her feelings.