[Lord have mercy, Jacob is never allowed to drive them across rivers again. Ned goes back and forth between gripping the side of the wagon for dear life and grabbing onto Jacob's shoulder for much the same reason—if they drown, there's no way he's going down alone!!
But, by some miracle... they make it across. Ned doesn't relax until the wagon wheel has made its exit, and even then, the way the whole thing sags and tilts into the mud makes him startle again. Honestly... he sits back, putting his hands over his face and speaking into his palms.] This is why I prefer trains. Rails and boxcars, I'm your man, but water...
[Leaving aside that wagons aren't meant to be in the river in the first place. They still suck.]
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But, by some miracle... they make it across. Ned doesn't relax until the wagon wheel has made its exit, and even then, the way the whole thing sags and tilts into the mud makes him startle again. Honestly... he sits back, putting his hands over his face and speaking into his palms.] This is why I prefer trains. Rails and boxcars, I'm your man, but water...
[Leaving aside that wagons aren't meant to be in the river in the first place. They still suck.]