2.6   Wagon Train (part deux)--Just like Wagon Train, only it has some other stuff in it, Vin get's his mack on, and I didn't like it as much.
...more quotes

          1.) JD: It was just dumb luck that I wasn't standing right where that fiddler was.
               BUCK: Well... you'll still be dumb tonight, so your luck ought to hold out.

          2.) "Charlotte, this life is harsh enough. If you get a chance at happiness, I'd say grab it. Because you never know when it may come around again."--Mary
{web mistress' comment-'yeah Ho Patro', how come you couldn't give that kind of consideration to those ladies from Wicks Town??"}

   
     3.) CHRIS: You all right?
               VIN: Most of me.
2.7   The Trial--Nathan's father is on trial for the murder of his old over-seer.  I really liked Nathan in this episode and I love the fact that Josiah got to be the lawyer because "he has a suit."  Ezra arrests his mom for stealing a pair of cufflinks (hey mom, payback's a bitch aint it?).  He then proceeds to set up a pre-nup for her and the "bloated wooktick."  Have I mentioned how much I dig Michelle Phillips??  
My Favorite Line:

          EZRA: Josiah. So... you have any biblical parables on hand for unrepentant grifters?
          JOSIAH: Nope.

          STAIN: I heard you're fast.
          CHRIS: I heard that, too.
{awww yeah}
My Favorite Scene:

          PRESTON WINGO:
Ah, my reputation has preceded me. Happy to hear that. Ohh...Maudie. Oh, Maudie, light of my life!
          MAUDE: You skunk!
          PRESTON WINGO: You're a beautiful woman, Maudie. And even more beautiful when there's fire in your eyes.
          MAUDE: You put those cufflinks in my bag, didn't you? Admit it.
          PRESTON WINGO: Say the word, Maudie, and I'll set you free.
          MAUDE: Huh! Never!
          PRESTON WINGO: When as in silk my Maudie goes–
          MAUDE: Don't try to sweet-talk me!
          PRESTON WINGO: Oh, then me thinks how sweetly flows...
          MAUDE: You tell these people I didn't take your cufflinks! And get me out of here!
          PRESTON WINGO: The liquefaction of her clothes. Then when I cast my eyes and see...
          MAUDE: Quit it! I hate that poem!
          PRESTON WINGO: That brave vibration each way free...
          MAUDE: Ezra, make him leave!
          EZRA: Oh, no. This is...
          PRESTON WINGO: Oh, how that glittering...
          EZRA: This is beautiful!
          MAUDE: God, I can't bear it!
          PRESTON WINGO: Maudie? I've substituted your lovely name for Julia's. I--I don't think Robert Herrick would've minded, hmm?
          MAUDE: Get out.
          PRESTON WINGO: If I can't have you, Maudie, then the jailer can. Ha ha ha! Hot-blooded! Passionate! What a woman! Maudie.
          EZRA: My, my, I don't know how you managed to resist such a display of ardor.