Kayla: A Cry in the Wilderness Page #4

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We're gonna have a baby.

You're so lucky?

What do you think?

Well, I don't know if I'd

want Sam as a big brother.

Oh, I think he'd be a very good brother.

Kinda grumpy.

Oh, no.

He's big and brave.

Exactly like the kind of

brother anyone would want.

You said you know how to steam wood

so it'll bend for the backbone.

Sam.

What about the lashing and the tow line.

Have you thought about that?

Don't do this.

Don't you think of

anyone besides yourself?

Do you want to win or not?

Sure.

But...

Then we have to get to work.

Nothing else matters.

Sam.

Hmm.

That's it Come on, let's go.

[COWS MOOING]

- That's it.

- [DOGS BARKING]

(SAM SHOUTING)

Come on, Kayla. Come on, come on.

(SAM SHOUTING) Go Kayla!

Tighten up, boys.

A washcloth.

Soak it in water.

Honey?

It's okay.

It's okay.

I was like this every morning

when I was pregnant with Sam.

Every day for six weeks.

Thank you.

Well, all right.

Let's get you back to bed.

Well, I can help.

That's all right, Sam.

You can... you can go back to bed.

She doesn't need you.

It's all your fault anyway.

That is enough.

Do you understand?

I will not have you in this house

if you continue to behave in this way.

We are trying to make a family here.

Now, if you don't want

to be a part of it

you can go back to Montreal.

Asa.

I hate you.

I hate you both.

[DOOR SLAMS]

Go Kayla!

Go Mike!

Go Dodger!

Come on!

We need more firewood.

This is going to have

cook for a long time.

Is it gonna work?

Of course.

Hike, hike!

Come on.

Go!

Tighten up, boys!

Go Dodger!

Go Mike!

Go Dodger!

Come on, faster, faster!

All right!

Whoa.

Yep.

They're ready.

Could you grab the other two?

Okay.

Hold it right there.

Bend it.

Tie it and it'll hold

its shape until it dries.

Well, I wouldn't be surprised

if she build a piano.

I just don't like doing

anything behind August's back.

You know?

Mmm, no.

If he finds out about the sled, he'll

stop Jaynie from coming around.

You know he would.

Well, we've been

neighbors all our lives,

he looked after the place

when I was off at the war.

Well, I think it does

her good to come by.

And I love seeing here.

It gets awfully lonely around here.

I read a book.

You read too many books, Nightingale,

that's why you don't know nothing.

It was about the Eskimos.

From the library.

Eskimos are Pagans.

That's what my father says in his book.

They don't even care about exploring,

they figure they know

everything already.

Yeah, well, in the book it

said the Eskimos carved dogs out

of stone and when the

hunters went on long trips,

the relatives would tie the

stone dogs to hunters sleds.

Dumb idea.

Extra weight.

To help pull the hunters home

with enough food for everyone.

They'd look at the carved dogs and think

of all the people

they'd have to hunt for.

Not just themselves.

My father says it's a mistake to listen

to too much Eskimo talk.

They're superstitious.

Yeah.

Well, maybe your father

didn't know everything.

He knew a lot more than you.

He was famous.

Forget it.

[DOG BARKS]

Chow time, buckaroos.

From now on, I should be

the only one that feeds them.

Only one dog handler,

that's what my dad says.

What about mushing?

Only one musher.

Let me guess, that'd by you, right?

They have to get used to

commands from only one person.

You've got to think about the race.

You want to win as much as me, right?

I train the dogs, you ready the sled.

We're still a team.

Yeah.

Your team.

How's it going?

Need a hand?

No.

It's okay.

We can use this for our tow line.

He won't need 'til spring plowing.

He won't even know it's gone.

Here he comes.

[WHISTLING]

It's beautiful.

Most beautiful thing I ever made.

If it works.

We'll try it out tomorrow.

It'll work.

Don't get them too tied or

they won't think it's fun.

If it isn't fun they won't pull hard.

I know that.

I'll take 'em out tomorrow.

Come on, Sam, I can do it.

I'm as strong as you.

They'll listen to me.

They're not supposed to listen to you.

I'm their leader.

I built the sled.

It was my father's plan.

If it wasn't for his plan you wouldn't

know anything about sleds.

Why do you have to do this?

I'm being a leader.

There's only one leader on

every team and that's me.

Hold on a sec, boys.

We're not a team.

You're just using me.

You're getting to spend

a lot of time here.

You think my mom likes

having you around so much?

She just feels sorry for ya.

Hike!

- Hike!

- (SHOUTING) Hey, wait!

Stop!

Come back!

(SAM SHOUTING) No!

No!

Kayla!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Kayla!

Kayla!

What happened daughter?

Fighting again?

Come inside.

I'll patch you up.

I expect you gave as good as you got.

Hmm?

He's never coming back.

[DOGS BARKING]

(SAM SHOUTING) Hey, wait for me!

I'm coming!

I'm coming.

Dad.

Sam?

Mom.

Wake up.

What?

He's come home.

Kayla.

He's come home.

[DOG BARKS]

Kayla.

Kayla, you're home.

I'm so glad you're home.

Good boy.

Yeah.

Proceed, Ernest.

The Tree, by Ernie Wallace.

I think that I will never

be tall and straight

as a white pine tree.

[CLASS GIGGLING]

For it is very old you see,

100 or 200 years older than me.

I think that I will never fly

like a lark or bluebird way

up high.

For bird's have wings so

they try to touch the clouds,

I know not why.

The end.

Very nice, Ernest.

Sam MacKenzie, could you

read us your poem, please?

Um, I don't have one.

And why not?

I forgot.

I was working on my sled dogs.

We're racing in the winter fair.

Now, everybody here has

chores and caring for sled dogs

isn't any more important than

caring for pigs or cattle.

They ain't dogs, they're sheep killers.

(CLASS) Woof, woof, woof,

woof, woof, woof,

woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof.

[BARKING AND HOWLING SOUNDS]

Shut up!

Fight.

Fight...

(CHANTING) Fight, fight, fight, fight,

fight, fight, fight, fight.

Say uncle, say it.

Look at him.

He's getting beat by a girl.

Say it, you jerk Say it.

Say it.

Say it, you stupid idiot.

No.

Say it.

[BARKING AND HOWLING SOUNDS]

- (SAM SHOUTING) Hike!

- [DOGS BARKING]

(SAM) Yip, yip, yip, yip, yip.

Come on, hike.

Come on!

[CAR HORN]

(SAM) Kayla, Dodger, you guys okay?

This is your work, isn't it.

I'm sorry, Papa.

(SAM SHOUTING) Go, go, go.

Go, boys!

Yahoo!

Hey-ya.

There... there you go.

Come on.

That's it.

Keep going there.

A little more.

Whoa.

[DOGS BARKING]

(SHOUTING) Kayla!

[DOGS BARKING]

Steady, steady.

Hold that.

Steady, steady, steady.

(SHOUTING) Kayla!

Kayla!

Papa, they're not running

deer, they're just running.

Papa, don't!

Ahhhhh!

My leg.

It hurts, it hurts!

Sam.

It hurts.

Darn beasts.

[SCREAMS]

(SAM) Easy boy.

Easy.

Ow.

Mr. Nightingale, take off your coat.

We need to give her warmth.

[DOGS BARKING]

We have to get her outta here.

[DOGS BARKING]

(SHOUTING) No!

The dogs can pull Jaynie out.

They can pull her on the sled.

[DOG WHINING]

Gentle, gentle.

He's shot.

You shot him.

It hurts, it hurts!

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