Trinity gets up, staggers around in a circle three times and finally realizes where he is. He looks out on the river and sees the carousel coming toward him. With a gleeful look, he waits until it floats to the bank where he boards. He is just about to mount the green horse again when he realizes that he has been shot.
While the wounds are minor, Trinity behaves as if he is on his deathbed. When the carousel reaches the ranch side of the river, Trinity crawls, gasping for air to the porch steps in the hopes that someone will come care for him.