Of course Jake had not given her any direct notice that he intended to do differently. He moved in with her immediately and was just as pleasant about everything as he had been the first day. He had not taken a cent of money from her, and they seldom passed an hour together without him complimenting her in some way—usually on her voice, or her looks, or the fine texture of her hair, or some delicacy of manner. He had a way of appearing always mildly surprised by her graces, and if anything his sentiments only grew warmer as they got to know one another better. He repeated several times his dismay at her having been stuck for so long in a dismal hole like Lonesome Dove.>>

Tinkersley had had clean fingernails, but Jake wasn’t arrogant like Tinkersley, and he gave the impression of having nothing but time. Most men crawled on top of her at once, but Jake just sat on the bed, smiling at her. When he smiled, her confidence returned. With most men, there was a moment when they moved their eyes away. But Jake kept looking at her, right in the eye. He looked at her so long that she began to feel shy. She felt more naked than she had ever felt, and when he bent to kiss her, she flinched. She did not like kissing, but Jake merely grinned when she flinched, as if her shyness was funny. His breath was as clean as his hands. Many a sour breath had ruffled her hair and affronted her nostrils, but Jake’s was neither rank nor sour. It had a clean cedary flavor to it.>>

Once the group split up, Call slowed his pace. He was inwardly annoyed with himself for not sending the boy with Gus. He and Deets had worked together so long that very little talk was needed between them. Deets just did what needed to be done, silently. But the boy wouldn’t know what needed to be done and might blunder into the way.>>

“I burned it,” Augustus said, “Done it one summer when Deets was off on a trip with Call. I told him a buffalo hunter stole it. Deets was ready to track him and get his coat back, but I talked him out of it.” “Well, it was his coat,” Jake said. “I don’t blame him.” “Hell, Deets didn’t need it,” Augustus said. “It ain’t cold down here. Deets was just attached to it because he had it so long. You remember when we found it, don’t you? You was along?” “I may have been along but I don’t remember,” Jake said, lighting a smoke.>>

But somehow, despite the dangers, Call had never felt pressed in quite the way he had lately, bound in by the small but constant needs of others. The physical work didn’t matter: Call was not one to sit on a porch all day, playing cards or gossiping. He intended to work; he had just grown tired of always providing the example. He was still the Captain, but no one had seemed to notice that there was no troop and no war. He had been in charge so long that everyone assumed all thoughts, questions, needs and wants had to be referred to him, however simple these might be. The men couldn’t stop expecting him to captain, and he couldn’t stop thinking he had to. It was ingrained in him, he had done it so long, but he was aware that it wasn’t appropriate anymore. They weren’t even peace officers: they just ran a livery stable, trading horses and cattle when they could find a buyer. The work they did was mostly work he could do in his sleep, and yet, though his day-to-day responsibilities had constantly shrunk over the last ten years, life did not seem easier. It justseemed smaller and a good deal more dull.>>

The business with the Comanches had been long and ugly—it had occupied Call most of his adult life—but it was really over. In fact, it had been so long since he had seen a really dangerous Indian that if one had suddenly ridden up to the crossing he would probably have been too surprised to shoot—exactly the kind of careless attitude he was concerned to guard against in himself. Whipped they might be, but as long as there was one free Comanche with a horse and a gun it would be foolish to take them lightly.>>

Well, you light yourself a cigar, Leo. I gotta say so long.>>

Him been gone so long, so far away... - maybe he not hear me.>>

What's taking them so long?>>

What took you so long?>>

GRANT:

Could you guys possibly cool that for a - - Satisfied, Tim settles in for the night. Grant shifts too, getting comfortable, but something in his pocket pinches him. He winces and digs it out. It's the velociraptor claw he unearthed so long ago in Montana Yesterday, actually. He looks at it, thinking a million thoughts, staring at this thing that used to be so priceless.>>

"With a last breath I return to my home, safe in the land of the shadows I roam" Promise me that you won't do it Not so long as I have you I'll order for you, Lieutenant Colonel, sir Colonel We'll have two of the meat roll, and a bottle of good red After our meal, We'd like to hear the song, you know which one - Professor, you're leaving already?>>

That's what made you stay so long / I love your mind.>>

IRVING ROSENFELD (V.O.) You can fool yourself for just so long and then your next reinvention better have your damn feet on the ground.>>

IRVING ROSENFELD (CONT'D) Edith and I were so successful for so long because we kept it just small enough. You are takin' us to a very f***ing dangerous place, with very serious numbers!>>

[ Sobbing ] I've loved you for so long.>>

That was me, not so long ago.>>

Sir, what caused you so long to respond?>>

They're a living extension of your own instincts, instantly translating your thought into physical reality, so long as you stay clear and focused.>>

Why is this taking so long?>>

You'll be right, so long as you don't go in the water.>>

I think God gave me this chance, which I have been waiting for so long.>>

It must have been cold there in my shadow To never have sunlight on your face You were content to let me shine That's your way You always walked a step behind So I was the one with all the glory While you were the one with all the strength A beautiful face without a name For so long A beautiful smile to hide the pain Did you ever know that you're my hero And everything I would like to be I can fly higher than an eagle For you are the wind beneath my wings Did I ever tell you You're my hero You're everything everything I wish I could be Oh, and l I can fly higher Than an eagle 'Cause you are the wind Beneath my wings Oh, the wind beneath my wings You, you, you The wind beneath my wings Fly Fly So high against the sky So high I almost touched the sky Thank you, thank you Thank God for you The wind beneath My wings Victoria?>>

We have been fighting about this for so long.>>

Oh, God. Ive dreamt about this moment for so long.>>