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== What The Hell, Hero? (Spoilers) ==
* {{spoiler|1=In one of John's missions back home, he and his boy Jack goes to herd cattles with Bonnie. Along the way to her ranch, John asks his son to say hello to her. When he does, John laughs and says: "The arrogance of youth. They get a lil' fur around their lips and they think they know it all." [[
** {{spoiler|It was the way Jack said it.}}
** {{spoiler|So, he was supposed to say, "Hello, Mrs. McFarlane" instead of just "Hello" like he knew her already?}}
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** But it still doesn't make sense. She only gets feelings for John AFTER she's rescued him and he's done good things for her. At the beginning of the game, he's just a stupid guy that managed to get himself shot at Fort Mercer.
*** However, since the train she was on stopped at Armadillo, it's possible that she was just on her way back home until she saw (in her eyes) a man lying on the ground, perhaps close to death at Fort Mercer and she decided she wasn't going to leave without at least doing ''something'' for this man. Thankfully, he just so happened to be our guy.
*** So she tried to get home by riding in the complete opposite direction to her ranch? [[
*** I don't know. Maybe looking for horses? A stray cow? Delivering goods?
* I agree. It makes absolutely no sense for her to be riding to Fort Mercer. I felt R* was using her as a [[Deux Ex Machina]] to save John. And here's another thing: He got shot at the entrance but when we next see him (during the rescue), he's somehow far away from the door towards the main road. Did he drag himself over there? If so, where's the blood trail? There seems to be no evidence that he physically dragged himself away from the fort.
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