When Stu and Tom Cullen are staying in a town on Christmas morning during their trip back to Boulder, Stu sets up a tree and wraps presents for Tom. Tom, who didn't know it would be Christmas, is very happy when he wakes up.
- Double CMoH as Tom starts berating himself as stupid for not remembering it was Christmas and not getting anything for Stu.
Stu squatted on the snowcrust beside him. “Tom,” he said. “You gave me my Christmas present early.”
“No, sir, I never did. I forgot. Tom Cullen’s nothing but a dummy, M-O-O-N, that spells dummy.”
“But you did, you know. The best one of all. I’m still alive. I wouldn’t be, if it wasn’t for you.”
Tom looked at him uncomprehendingly.
“If you hadn’t come along when you did, I would have died in that washout west of Green River. And if it hadn’t been for you, Tom, I would have died of pneumonia or the flu or whatever it was back there in the Utah Hotel. I don’t know how you picked the right pills….if it was Nick or God or just plain old luck, but you did it. You got no sense, calling yourself a dummy. If it hadn’t been for you, I never would have seen this Christmas. I’m in your debt.”
Tom said, “Aw, that ain’t the same,” but he was glowing with pleasure.
“It is the same,” Stu said seriously.