The Waltons (1971–1981): Season 2, Episode 2 - The Odyssey - full transcript

[birds chirping]

(John-Boy) GROWING UP WITH
MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS

ON WALTON'S MOUNTAIN
WAS A JOYFUL EXPERIENCE.

BUT NOT ALWAYS AN EASY ONE.

PRIVACY WAS HARD TO COME BY,

AND AS A YOUNG
MAN TRYING TO WRITE

IT WAS THE ONE THING I NEEDED
WHICH I ALMOST NEVER HAD.

I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER
THAT DAY WHEN I LEFT,

A YOUNG BOY ANXIOUS TO
FIND SOME TIME FOR HIMSELF

AND RETURNED, A MAN WHO
HAD PARTAKEN OF A MIRACLE.

(Mary Ellen) JOHN-BOY!



(Jason) WHAT'LL I
DO WITH THIS THING?

DADDY, HAVE YOU SEEN JOHN-BOY?

HE'S UP IN HIS ROOM.

JASON, CAN YOU HELP ME?

BEN, GET ON THE
OTHER SIDE OF THIS CAR.

WE GOTTA, WE GOTTA
PULL THESE WHEELS.

NO, YOU CAN'T HELP ME.

JOHN-BOY!

(Elizabeth) MARY ELLEN.

COME HERE. I WANT TO
SHOW YOU SOMETHING.

MADE IT ALL MYSELF.

IT'S PRETTY,
ELIZABETH. WHAT IS IT?

A CORNHUSK DOLL. CAN'T YOU TELL?

SURE. I WAS JUST JOSHING.



LISTEN, IS JOHN-BOY
UP IN HIS ROOM?

I DON'T KNOW. I HAVEN'T
SEEN HIM ALL DAY.

JOHN-BOY!

JOHN-BOY!

(Grandma) MARY ELLEN.

NOW, ONE WOULD THINK YOU WERE
PRACTICING FOR A HOG-CALLING CONTEST.

I'M SORRY, GRANDMA BUT
IF I DON'T GET A PEN MADE

FOR THAT LAMB OF MINE,
SHE'S GONNA RUN AWAY.

AND IF I DON'T GET
SOMEBODY TO HELP ME

IN THAT KITCHEN, I JUST
MIGHT GO WITH HER.

THAT'S OK, GRANDMA YOU
DON'T HAVE TO DO THAT.

ELIZABETH AND I'LL HELP YOU.

THANKS.

JOHN-BOY, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?

I'VE BEEN LOOKING
ALL OVER FOR YOU.

HAVEN'T BEEN
ANYWHERE, JUST BEEN...

DAISY GOT LOOSE AGAIN AND
WANDERED ON TO THE ROAD.

SOMEONE'S GOT TO
BUILD A PEN FOR HER!

DID YOU TALK TO
GRANDPA OR JASON?

GRANDPA'S HELPING JIM-BOB WITH
THOSE TOMATOES HE'S GROWING

AND JASON'S WORKING ON
THAT SOAP-BOX RACER WITH BEN.

EVERYONE'S BUSY WITH SOMETHING

FOR THE SCHOOL
FEST EXCEPT FOR YOU.

WELL, I'M TRYING
TO WRITE A STORY.

OH, HOW CAN YOU PUT
SCHOOLWORK ABOVE

A BABY LAMB THAT
YOU HELPED BIRTH?

MARY ELLEN, THIS
ISN'T SCHOOL WORK.

THERE'S A LITTLE MAGAZINE
DOWN IN RICHMOND

THAT'S TRYING TO GIVE
NEW WRITERS A CHANCE.

WELL, A PERSON
CAN WRITE ANYTIME.

SHOWS HOW MUCH YOU KNOW.

HOW'RE YOU GOING TO
FEEL IF THAT LITTLE LAMB

WANDERS OUT ON THE
ROAD AND GETS KILLED?

I SUPPOSE I'D FEEL
JUST TERRIBLE.

COME ON.

[sighing]

OK.

THANKS, JOHN-BOY.

AH, WHO WANTS TO READ
A STORY ABOUT A LAMB?

HEY JOHN-BOY, COULD
YOU HELP US WITH THIS?

I'M SORRY, I CAN'T.
FELLOWS, I GOT TO WORK.

YOU'RE NOT WORKING,
JUST WALKING.

WRITERS WORK WHEN THEY WALK, BEN.
I'M TRYING TO PUT A STORY TOGETHER.

OH COME ON, JOHN-BOY,
THIS IS IMPORTANT.

WE ONLY GOT A WEEK
TILL THE FESTIVAL.

(Ben) COME ON.

OK.

[birds chirping]

PRETTY GOOD?

BEN, THIS LOOKS
LIKE A LOBSTER TRAP.

PASS THE POTATOES,
PRETTY PLEASE.

BEN, YOU HAVEN'T TOUCHED
A THING ON YOUR PLATE.

I'M NOT HUNGRY, MAMA.
I DON'T FEEL GOOD.

UP TO BED WITH YOU, YOUNG MAN.

HE'S BURNING UP.

(Grandma) IT CAN'T
BE THE CHICKEN POX.

HE'S HAD THOSE. IT
CAN'T BE THE MEASLES.

(Jason) IT CAN'T BE
ANYTHING SERIOUS 'CAUSE

WE'RE IN A RACE AT
SCHOOL NEXT WEEK.

SEEMS TO ME YOUR CONCERN FOR YOUR BROTHER
CAN GO A LITTLE FURTHER THAN THAT, JASON.

YOU BETCHA. I HEARD DOWN
AT IKE GODSEY'S STORE THAT

THERE'S A CONSIDERABLE
FEVER GOING AROUND.

SOME PEOPLE GET
PRETTY SICK FROM IT.

I'M SORRY. GUESS I
JUST WASN'T THINKING.

JOHN, HIS FEVER IS REALLY BAD.

I THINK YOU OUGHT
TO GET THE DOCTOR.

HERE'S WHAT MY BROTHER
SAID TO ME, HE SAID...

OH, DOC, HOW IS HE?

WELL, WE DON'T KNOW
MUCH ABOUT THIS FEVER.

SEEMS TO ACT
DIFFERENT ON EVERYONE.

BUT FROM WHAT I'VE SEEN, I'D
SAY BEN HAS A VERY LIGHT CASE.

HE SHOULD BE ALL
RIGHT BY TOMORROW.

YOU JUST KEEP HIM IN BED AND KEEP
HIM WARM. AND KEEP HIM ISOLATED.

THANK YOU, DOCTOR.

GOOD NIGHT, DOC. GOOD NIGHT.

DON'T WORRY, MAMA.

PUT HIM IN MY ROOM.

I'LL GET MY THINGS
IN THE BOYS' ROOM.

[exhales]

WELL, GLAD IT'S NOT TOO BAD.

[sighing]

LIV, I'M GETTING OLD.

A DAY LIKE TODAY,
I FEEL OLD TOO.

IF YOU HAD TO DO
ALL OVER AGAIN, LIV,

WOULD YOU MAKE ANY CHANGES?

OH, I'D FIND ME A
HANDSOME HUSBAND

WITH A YACHT AND GO
SAILING OFF TO EUROPE.

NOW, WOULD YOU SETTLE
FOR A ROWBOAT RIDE

ON THE ROCKFISH RIVER?

JOHN, WHAT IF ONE OF
THE CHILDREN COMES IN?

THEY'D SAY, "THERE'S
DADDY KISSING MAMA AGAIN."

IS THAT WHAT YOU INTEND TO DO?

THAT'S WHAT I INTEND TO DO.

HERE COMES WILEY POST.

HEY!

[laughing]

YOU KNOW WHAT I THINK?

I THINK WE OUGHT TO PAINT THAT
SOAP-BOX RACER SOME REAL SNAZZY COLOR

LIKE... LIKE BRIGHT ORANGE
OR YELLOW OR SOMETHING.

WHAT DO YOU THINK, JOHN-BOY?

I THINK THAT'S... I THINK
THAT'S FINE, JASON.

WELL, WHICH?

WHICH WHAT?

(Jason) WHICH COLOR SHOULD
WE PAINT THE SOAP-BOX RACER?

(Jim-Bob) HOW ABOUT BRIGHT
RED LIKE MY TOMATOES?

BRIGHT RED, HUH?

GRANDPA SAYS
THEY'LL WIN FIRST PRIZE.

MAYBE IT'D BE LIKE
A GOOD LUCK COLOR.

MAYBE SO. BRIGHT RED,
WITH BIG WHITE LETTERS.

WHIZ BANG! THAT'D GET
THEM, WOULDN'T IT, JOHN-BOY?

I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE. I'M GOING
DOWN TO THE BARN FOR A WHILE.

[sputtering]

[bleating]

♪ HUSH LITTLE BABY
DON'T SAY A WORD ♪

♪ MAMA'S GONNA BUY
YOU A MOCKINGBIRD ♪

HEY.

SHH, I'M TRYING TO
GET HER TO SLEEP.

♪ IF THAT MOCKINGBIRD
DON'T SING ♪

♪ MOMMA'S GONNA BUY
YOU A DIAMOND RING ♪

♪ HUSH LITTLE BABY,
DON'T YOU CRY ♪

♪ MAMA'S GONNA
SING YOU A LULLABY ♪♪

MARY ELLEN, DO YOU HAVE
TO KEEP SINGING LIKE THAT?

JOHN-BOY, YOU'LL
GET HER ALL UPSET.

SHE DIDN'T EAT HER DINNER.

NEITHER DID BEN, BUT I DON'T
HEAR YOU SINGING TO HIM.

BEN DIDN'T LOSE HIS MOTHER.

CAN'T YOU WRITE SOMEPLACE ELSE,
JOHN-BOY? DAISY NEEDS TO BE ALONE.

WELL, SO DO I, GOSH DARN IT!

[door slamming]

OK, I WANNA TELL YOU
WHAT I FEEL LIKE RIGHT NOW.

I FEEL LIKE A DRONE
BEE IN A BEEHIVE

WITH, "JOHN-BOY DO THIS"
AND "JOHN-BOY DO THAT."

EVERYONE SWARMING AROUND ME
AND NOT A MINUTE TO CALL MY OWN.

JOHN-BOY.

I'M JUST FED UP WITH IT, MAMA.

WHAT HAPPENED, SON?

NOTHING'S HAPPENED,
NOTHING EXACTLY.

BUT I GOTTA BE ALONE
FOR A WHILE, OK?

SO TOMORROW I'M GONNA GO UP
TO THE OLD MONTGOMERY PLACE.

THE OLD MONTGOMERY PLACE?

THERE'S HARDLY
ANY ROAD UP THERE.

I'LL WALK. I'VE HIKED
UP THERE BEFORE.

NOT ALONE, YOU HAVEN'T. IT'S A
LONG WAY FROM EVERYBODY UP THERE.

THAT'S EXACTLY WHY I WANT TO
GO UP THERE. JUST FOR OVERNIGHT.

(John-Boy) PLEASE, DADDY.

LET HIM GO, JOHN.

WHY, THAT'S A STRANGE
THING FOR YOU TO SAY, LIV.

YOU'RE ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT HOW
DANGEROUS THOSE BACKWOODS ARE.

EVERY TIME THERE'S A STORM,
THAT BRIDGE WASHES OUT UP THERE.

(Grandpa) OH, WHY NOT?

YOU'VE HAD YOUR FAIR SHARE OF WASHED-OUT
BRIDGES IN YOUR DAY, JOHN WALTON.

YOU HAVE TO ADMIT THAT.

(Grandma) AND I'VE GOT
THE GRAY HAIR TO PROVE IT.

I SUPPOSE YOU'RE RIGHT.

COMES A TIME IN
EVERY BOY'S LIFE, MAN'S,

WHEN HE HAS TO MEET
UP WITH HIMSELF AGAIN.

GET TO KNOW WHAT HE
FEELS, WHAT HE THINKS.

YOU HAVE TO BE ALONE TO DO THAT.

ALL RIGHT, YOU CAN GO. YOU
CAN LEAVE IN THE MORNING.

THANK YOU.

(John) ONE NIGHT ONLY.
COME BACK THE NEXT DAY.

I WILL. I PROMISE.

DON'T FORGET TO TAKE
YOUR LONG UNDERWEAR.

I WILL. I WILL.

TAKE A BLANKET. I WILL.

MAMA, I'M GOING UP AND PACK
AS MUCH TRUCK AS ADMIRAL BYRD

HEADING FOR THE NORTH POLE.

[laughing]

SEE YOU, DADDY.

TAKE CARE NOW, SON.

(Olivia) TAKE CARE.
MMMUAH. I WILL.

BYE, JOHN-BOY.

OK, OK. I'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW.

(Jason) TRY NOT TO GET A CHILL.

BYE, JOHN-BOY.

BYE, MARY ELLEN.

BYE, JOHN-BOY.

YOU GET BACK TO BED.
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE SICK.

I'M ALREADY ALL BETTER.

YEAH.

(Olivia) JOHN-BOY?

YES, MAMA.

ENJOY YOURSELF NOW.

I SURE WILL.

BYE-BYE. BYE-BYE.

(Granny Ketchum) COME ON. YOU!

COME ON OUT OF THERE.

OH, MOVE, YOU FOOL!

[Granny mumbling]

YOU CRITTER.

COME ON, GET OUT OF THERE.

GET OUT, I SAY.

OH, YOU... GRANNY,
YOU NEED A LITTLE HELP?

JOHN-BOY, THIS BREEDER'S TOOK
A FANCY TO MY CABBAGE AND SAGE.

AND I CAN'T GET HIM OUT.

WELL, WE CAN'T
HAVE THAT, CAN WE?

[birds chirping]

SAY, BLUE,

WHAT IS ALL THIS I HEAR
ABOUT YOU? COME ON.

YOU ARE ONE BEAUTIFUL CRITTER BUT IF
THERE'S ANY PLACE YOU DON'T BELONG,

IT'S GRANNY
KETCHUM'S SAGE PATCH.

HOW'S SHE GONNA
HEAL ANYBODY WITH YOU

STOMPING ALL OVER 'EM? COME ON.

I SAID, "COME ON." YOU HEAR ME?

[Granny chuckling]

COME ON.

COME ON, NOW. COME
ON. THAT'S RIGHT.

THAT'S NOT WHERE
YOU BELONG. COME ON.

COME ON. COME ON NOW,
YOU GOT ENOUGH TO EAT.

JUST COME. NOT MY HAT, NEITHER.

MUNCH, MUNCH, MUNCH
AND STAY HERE, OK.

(Granny) YOU GOT A REAL
FIRM WAY WITH YOU, JOHN-BOY.

ANIMALS ALWAYS KNOW.

AH.

TAKE SOME. THANK YOU.

IT'LL HELP YOU IF YOU
EVER GET A TOOTHACHE.

REALLY? MMM.

I GOT EVERYTHING YOU NEED IN
THE WAY OF DOCTORING RIGHT HERE.

THERE'S LEMON BALM,
CHAMOMILE, PERIWINKLE.

I GOT A CURE FOR
EVERYTHING THERE IS

EXCEPT OLD AGE.

BUT THAT'S AS IT SHOULD BE.

YOU TAKE YOUR TURN IN
LEAVING, JUST LIKE IN ARRIVING.

AIN'T NO MEDICINE AND
NO DOCTOR ANYWHERE

CAN CHANGE THE
NATURAL ORDER OF THAT.

GRANNY, YOU'VE BEEN
FEELING POORLY LATELY?

OH, NOTHING AT ALL.

IT'S JUST A KNOWING YOU GET
WHEN YOU GET TO BE MY AGE.

84 YEARS OF HURRYING THROUGH
THE SPRING AND SUMMER AND FALL

JUST TO GET READY FOR THE WINTER

WHICH IS GONNA COME IN ANY CASE.

FOOLISH, AIN'T IT?

[laughs]

JOHN-BOY.

DO YOU HEAR THAT ROSE COMPLAININ'
WHEN IT WITHERS ON THE VINE?

MM-MMM.

IT HAS TO DO THAT TO MAKE ROOM

FOR THE NEW BLOOMS,
DON'T YOU SEE?

I GUESS SO.

AH, HAVE A GOOD JOURNEY, HEAR?

WELL, THANK YOU, GRANNY.
I SURE APPRECIATE THESE.

HAVE A NICE DAY NOW.

YOU TOO, JOHN-BOY.

YOU STAY OUT OF THE
CABBAGE PATCH, YOU HEAR?

[chuckling]

[thunder roaring]

[creaking]

HELLO?

[creaking]

IS THERE SOMEBODY IN HERE?

IS THERE SOMEONE IN HERE?

LOOK, IF THERE IS SOMEBODY
IN HERE, YOU BETTER SPEAK UP.

(Sarah) JOHN-BOY, THAT YOU?

JOHN-BOY, I'M SO
GLAD TO SEE YOU.

WHO IS THAT?

IT'S ME, SARAH.

SARAH JANE SIMMONS.

GREAT DAY IN THE MORNING, GIRL.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP HERE?

I WAS SCARED. I DIDN'T
KNOW WHO IT WAS.

BUT I THOUGHT YOU WERE
WORKING IN RICHMOND.

I MEAN... I MEAN, IF YOU ARE NOT IN
RICHMOND, WHY AREN'T YOU AT HOME?

WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP HERE?

I DON'T WANT ANYBODY
TO KNOW WHERE I AM.

[sighs] WHY NOT?

SEE, THE KENEALLYS, THEY'RE
MY LEGAL GUARDIANS NOW.

MY MAMA SIGNED SOME PAPERS.

DID SHE PUT YOU UP FOR ADOPTION?

NOT REALLY.

THE KENEALLYS WERE SUPPOSED
TO GIVE ME ROOM AND BOARD

AND EDUCATION IN
EXCHANGE FOR MY WORK.

BUT IT TURNED OUT
IT WAS ALL WORK.

I DON'T UNDERSTAND. WHAT
ARE YOU DOING WAY BACK HERE?

WELL, A WHOLE LOT OF THINGS HAVE
HAPPENED TO ME SINCE I LAST SAW YOU.

[thunder rumbling]

WELL, GUESS I'D BETTER GET A FIRE
STARTED BEFORE THE RAIN COMES.

THERE'S SOME WOOD OUTSIDE.

I'LL GET IT.

[thunder roaring]

[bleating]

OH, NO, IT'S RAINING.
COME ON, LET'S GO.

HURRY UP, COME ON.

(Olivia) BEN, GET
IN OUT OF THE RAIN.

I DON'T WANT YOU TO GET SICK.

MARY ELLEN, HELP
ME WITH THE WASH.

OK, MOM AS SOON AS
I GET HIM IN THE BARN.

(Jason) HURRY UP,
BEN, THAT'S A BOY.

WILL THE RAIN HURT
THEM, GRANDPA?

RAIN AND PLANTS ARE
THE BEST OF FRIENDS.

I GOTTA WIN THAT
JUNIOR FARMER'S PRIZE.

SAY, WE BETTER
HEAD FOR THE HOUSE.

I TOLD THAT KNOW-IT-ALL
JIMMY ALEXANDER

I WAS GONNA WIN, AND I'M GONNA.

WELL, WE JUST GOTTA
KEEP TRYING, JIM-BOB.

CAREFUL FOR THE STORM NOW.

JASON, HURRY UP.

ATTABOY.

(Grandpa) IT'S GONNA
COME DOWN, OH, LORD.

I HOPE JOHN-BOY MADE
IT UP TO THE CABIN IN TIME.

JOHN-BOY?

YOU KNOW HOW ALL
MY LIFE I WAS WAITING

FOR SOMETHING TO HAPPEN TO ME?

YEAH. SURE DO.

WELL, IT DID.

A WHILE AFTER I WENT TO
WORK FOR THE KENEALLYS,

I MET THIS BOY.

YEAH?

RILEY O'CONNOR.

I FELL IN LOVE WITH HIM AT
FIRST SIGHT, AND HE WITH ME.

WE WERE 2 SOULS MEANT
TO BE TOGETHER, JOHN-BOY.

OF COURSE, WE HAD TO KEEP
IT SECRET FROM EVERYBODY.

AND THEN, WELL...

THEN I HAD TO RUN AWAY, YOU SEE?

NO, I DON'T, REALLY.

[thunder rumbling]

[rain pattering]

[gasping]

I'LL TELL YOU WHO I
AM, JOHN-BOY WALTON.

I'M MRS. RILEY O'CONNOR.

OH, GOOD.

I MEAN, HOW ABOUT THAT?

CONGRATULATIONS ON IT,
REALLY, ON EVERYTHING. SIT DOWN.

WHERE'S YOUR HUSBAND?

OH, HE'S IN NORFOLK.

SEE, HE GOT LAID
OFF FROM HIS JOB.

SO HE WENT TO LOOK FOR
WORK IN THE W.P.A. PROJECT.

HE'S SENDING FOR ME JUST
AS SOON AS HE'S SETTLED,

BUT YOU KNOW IT TAKES A WHILE.

IN THE MEANTIME, THE
KENEALLYS FOUND OUT.

THEY TRIED TO POISON MY MIND.

THEY SAID HE WASN'T
EVER COMING BACK.

WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT FOR?

TO KEEP ME WORKING FOR NOTHING.

THEY SAID THEY WERE
MY LEGAL GUARDIANS NOW

AND THEY WOULD
ARRANGE FOR MY BABY.

BY GIVING HER OUT FOR ADOPTION.

WELL, THEY'LL HAVE TO FIND ME
FIRST. THEN THEY'LL HAVE TO KILL ME

BECAUSE NO ONE'S LAYING A
HAND ON RILEY O'CONNOR'S BABY!

LOOK, NOBODY IS GOING
TO HURT YOUR BABY.

JUST SIT DOWN,
DON'T GET SO RILED UP.

THEY'RE TRYING TO
TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME.

BUT I'M NOT GOING TO LET THEM.

THIS BABY BELONGS TO ME
AND MY LEGALLY-WED HUSBAND.

OF COURSE, IT DOES. WHY
DON'T YOU JUST TRY TO FIND HIM?

I HAVE.

THERE ARE FELLAS LIKE RILEY ALL
OVER THIS COUNTRY LOOKING FOR WORK.

HASN'T HE WRITTEN YOU?

OF COURSE HE HAS.

BUT THE KENEALLYS
WON'T LET ME SEE THE MAIL.

THEY KEEP HIS LETTERS
HIDDEN FROM ME.

OH, NO.

I DON'T KNOW TOO
MUCH ABOUT THE LAW,

BUT I DON'T THINK THEY
CAN DO THAT. UH-UH.

I'LL GET MY DADDY TO GET
YOU A LAWYER OR SOMETHING.

[rumbling continues]

UH, LOOK.

IT'S... IT'S A LONG
WAY DOWN THE TRAIL.

SO WHY DON'T WE EAT SOMETHING
AND WAIT FOR THE RAIN TO LET UP.

AND AS SOON AS IT DOES, I'LL
GET YOU BACK TO YOUR MAMA.

NO! IF THERE WAS EVER
A TIME YOU NEEDED TO BE

WITH YOUR MAMA, IT'S RIGHT NOW.

NO, JOHN-BOY. MAMA
WON'T UNDERSTAND.

SHE NEVER DID.

SHE'LL BELIEVE THE KENEALLYS.

LOOK, I'M GONNA TALK TO
HER. SHE'LL UNDERSTAND.

YOU GOTTA GET HOME.

I WON'T LEAVE, JOHN-BOY.

RILEY WILL COME HERE TO FIND ME.

I ALREADY TOLD HIM
HOW TO GET HERE...

SARAH JANE, YOU CAN'T SIT HERE
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WOODS...

I ALREADY TOLD HIM HOW I USED
TO HIDE HERE WHEN I WAS LITTLE.

THERE'S FEVER GOING
AROUND... I WON'T LEAVE.

RILEY IS COMING BACK FOR ME.

AND I WILL BE HERE,
WAITING FOR HIM.

JUST LIKE THE PREACHER
SAID, JOHN-BOY.

GIRL, YOU'RE... YOU'RE
JUST BURNIN' UP.

I DON'T FEEL VERY GOOD.

YOU BETTER LIE DOWN. HERE.

I'LL PUT THE BED IN
FRONT OF THE FIRE.

UH, HERE YOU GO.
THIS OUGHT TO DO IT.

Y'ALL COME BACK.

[door chime tinkling]

WHY, GOOD AFTERNOON,
MRS. SIMMONS.

MR. GODSEY.

OOH, I GOT A NICE
SURPRISE FOR YOU TODAY.

A LETTER FROM SARAH?

WELL, NOT EXACTLY.

BUT IT'S A LETTER FROM THE
FOLKS SHE IS STAYING WITH.

LET'S SEE.

THANK YOU.

GOOD AFTERNOON,
IKE. HELLO, MARJORIE.

SHE GOT A LETTER FROM THE
FOLKS THAT SARAH'S STAYING WITH.

OH, LORD, I KNEW
IT. I JUST KNEW IT.

MARJORIE, WHAT'S WRONG?

SARAH'S, UH, RUN AWAY.

OH, I'M SORRY.

BUT I'M SURE IF SHE WASN'T HAPPY

WHERE SHE WAS,
SHE'LL COME RIGHT HOME.

NO, SHE WON'T.

[sighs] I THOUGHT I WAS
DOING THE RIGHT THING.

THE KENEALLYS ARE
SO FINE AND PROPER.

THEY PROMISED TO GIVE
SARAH AN EDUCATION.

I COULDN'T DO THAT.

I THOUGHT I WAS
DOING RIGHT BY HER.

OF COURSE YOU DID.

[thunder rumbling]

SARAH DON'T CARE
HOW THINGS ARE WITH ME.

ALWAYS LOOKING FOR AN
EXCUSE TO GO AGAINST MY WILL.

SHE TOOK IT LIKE I WAS PUNISHING
HER OR SOMETHING. AND I WASN'T.

I JUST WANTED HER TO HAVE
A CHANCE TO BE SOMEBODY.

WHY DON'T WE FINISH OUR SHOPPING

AND THEN YOU COME HOME WITH
ME AND HAVE A NICE HOT CUP OF TEA.

HE'S REAL HAPPY ABOUT
THE BABY, YOU KNOW.

WANTED A GIRL.

MOST MEN WANT THE
FIRST-BORN TO BE A BOY.

BUT NOT RILEY.

SARAH JANE, I'M GONNA TAKE
THIS FROM YOU FOR A MINUTE

AND GO OUT AND
GET SOME WATER, OK?

I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN
HIS FACE WHEN I TOLD HIM.

HE REALLY WANTED A GIRL.

(Sarah) MOST MEN WANT
THEIR FIRST-BORN...

[Sarah mumbling]

RILEY WANTED A LITTLE
GIRL JUST LIKE ME.

WE EVEN PICKED OUT HER NAME.

WE'LL CALL HER MARIA.

THERE, THERE NOW.

JUST TAKE IT EASY.

RILEY PICKED THAT
NAME OUT OF A BOOK

BY MR. JOHN STEINBECK.

AH, HE LOVED TO
READ, THAT RILEY.

HE'S LIKE YOU IN
SOME WAYS, JOHN-BOY.

SHH.

OH, LORD, I'M ON FIRE.

MY WHOLE HEAD IS ON FIRE.

SARAH JANE, I'M GONNA HAVE
TO LEAVE YOU FOR A LITTLE WHILE.

GRANNY KETCHUM'S PLACE IS
A LITTLE WAY DOWN THE TRAIL.

I'M GONNA GO THERE AND SEE HER.

SHE'LL KNOW JUST
WHAT TO DO FOR YOU, OK?

HE'S REAL HAPPY ABOUT THE BABY.

HE WANTED A GIRL.
DID I TELL YOU?

MM-HMM.

CAN YOU JUST TAKE
IT EASY RIGHT THERE.

I'LL BE BACK AS SOON AS I CAN.

[hinges squeaking]

ALL THE TRIALS OF JOB
VISITED ON MY HEAD,

[sighs] I DON'T KNOW WHY,

WHAT I EVER DID
THAT WAS SO WRONG.

OH, FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE, MARJORIE,
IT ISN'T AS BAD AS ALL THAT.

NOW SARAH JUST DIDN'T LIKE
WHERE SHE WAS AND RAN AWAY.

SHE'LL BE HOME.

(Olivia) OF COURSE SHE WILL.

SARAH'S A GOOD GIRL.

I DIDN'T TELL YOU ALL THAT
WAS IN THE LETTER, OLIVIA.

SARAH, SH-SHE...

SHE CAN'T COME BACK HERE NOW.

SH-SHE WENT AND GOT
HERSELF INTO TROUBLE.

[knocking on door]

(John-boy) GRANNY KETCHUM,
IT'S ME, JOHN-BOY WALTON.

COME IN.

I'M SORRY TO DISTURB
YOU AGAIN, GRANNY.

BUT I NEED YOUR HELP REAL BAD.

YOU THINK YOU
COULD COME WITH ME?

I'M AFRAID NOT NOW, JOHN-BOY.

THERE'S SOMEBODY REAL SICK UP
AT THE OLD MONTGOMERY PLACE.

SHE'S REAL SICK. JUST
BURNING UP FROM THE FEVER.

YEAH, FEVER'S GOING
ALL ROUND THE VALLEY.

I REMEMBER ANOTHER TIME,

ABOUT 30, NO, 40 YEARS AGO,

HAD A FEVER JUST LIKE THAT.

TOOK MY HUSBAND,

MY LITTLE GIRL, TOO.

OLD INDIAN WOMAN COME
ALONG, SHOWED ME WHAT TO USE,

BUT SHE COME TOO LATE.

GRANNY, I DON'T MEAN TO... I
DON'T MEAN TO CUT YOU SHORT.

BUT THERE ISN'T TOO MUCH TIME.

THERE'S ALWAYS TIME, JOHN-BOY.

THAT'S PART OF THE SECRET.

WELL, DO YOU THINK YOU COULD GIVE
ME SOMETHING I COULD GET TO HER?

LIKE SOME KIND OF
MEDICINE OR SOMETHING?

WHAT YOU NEED

IS IN THAT JAR ON THE 2ND SHELF.

WHICH ONE? THIS ONE RIGHT HERE?

(Granny) NO, THE NEXT ONE.

THIS ONE?

THAT'S RIGHT.

TAKE IT. AND BREW A
TEA FROM THIS BARK.

THE FEVER WILL PASS.

THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
I SURE APPRECIATE THIS.

JOHN-BOY?

YES, MA'AM?

TAKE THAT WHITE MULE WITH YOU.

OH, THANK YOU,
THAT'S A GREAT IDEA.

I'LL BRING HIM BACK FIRST
THING IN THE MORNING.

NO. YOU KEEP HIM AS
LONG AS YOU WANT TO.

THANK YOU.

GOOD NIGHT.

I WOULD LIKE TO THANK
YOU FOR YOUR KINDNESS.

THAT'S WHAT NEIGHBORS
ARE FOR, MARJORIE.

IF YOU DON'T MIND MY
SAYING SO, MARJORIE,

INSISTING ON GOING HOME ON A
NIGHT LIKE THIS IS A MITE STUBBORN.

BE MIGHTY HAPPY TO PUT YOU UP.

THANK YOU, MR. WALTON.

I'D RATHER BE HOME. THANK YOU.

I'M AFRAID YOU'RE STUCK HERE.

THE TRUCK WON'T START,
AND THOSE ROADS ARE MESS.

(Grandpa) IT'S TOO MUDDY.

ZEB. HUH?

[sighing]

SARAH JANE?

I'M BACK, I GOT YOUR MEDICINE.

SARAH JANE, YOU ASLEEP?

YOU'LL HAVE TO
WAKE UP NOW, HONEY.

OH, NO.

[thunder rumbling]

OH, LORD.

DON'T YOU GO TO SLEEP ON ME NOW.

COME AWAKE. WAKE UP, PLEASE.

SARAH.

[sighing]

YOU'LL MAKE IT. COME ON.

COME AWAKE NOW.

[sighs]

I'M SORRY. I GOT
TO GET YOU AWAKE.

THANK GOODNESS. SARAH?

SARAH.

HERE, HAVE SOME OF THIS.
JUST TAKE A SIP OF THIS.

IT'S GOOD FOR YOU. GOOD GIRL.

GOOD GIRL. I KNOW
THAT TASTES BAD.

GRANNY KETCHUM SAYS
IT'LL FIX YOU UP REAL GOOD.

HERE, TAKE SOME MORE.

GOOD GIRL.

GOOD GIRL. YOU DON'T WANT RILEY TO
COME UP HERE AND FIND YOU SICK, DO YOU?

LITTLE MORE, LITTLE
MORE. UP, UP. THAT'S GOOD.

AND BLESS MAMA AND DADDY
AND GRANDMA AND GRANDPA.

AMEN.

[thunder rumbling]

(Elizabeth) DON'T WORRY, MAMA.

JOHN-BOY WILL BE ALL RIGHT.

I'LL SAY A PRAYER FOR HIM, TOO.

AND KEEP JOHN-BOY SAFE.

OH, SWEETHEART.

SLEEP TIGHT.

I WILL.

GOOD NIGHT, GIRLS.

(both) GOOD NIGHT, MAMA.

(Sarah) WHAT? WHERE?

IT'S ALL RIGHT, I'M RIGHT HERE.

JOHN-BOY, DID I SLEEP?

[laughs] YOU SURE
DID. HOW DO YOU FEEL?

A LITTLE WEAK AND GROGGY.

THE FEVER'S BROKE,
THANK THE LORD.

YOU MANAGED TO FINISH OFF THE
REST OF GRANNY KETCHUM'S MEDICINE.

YOU HUNGRY?

STARVING.

THAT'S A GOOD SIGN.

YOU OK? HERE, I'LL
CUT YOU SOME OF THIS.

THIS IS NOT EXACTLY GONNA
BE THE BLUE PLATE SPECIAL,

BUT IT'LL KEEP YOUR STRENGTH UP.

HERE. DO YOU WANT
AN EGG? MM-HMM.

I'LL PEEL IT FOR YOU.

I FORGOT I DIDN'T EAT
ALL DAY YESTERDAY.

YOU'D BETTER TAKE
IT SLOW AT FIRST.

JOHN-BOY, YOU'RE GONNA MAKE
SOME WOMAN A WONDERFUL HUSBAND.

SARAH JANE, SOON AS I DECLARE.

TO YOU, THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE

IS DIVIDED UP INTO 2
CATEGORIES: MISTER AND MISSUS.

WELL, ISN'T IT?

YOU HAVEN'T CHANGED ONE BIT.

YES, I HAVE.

I LEARNED A WHOLE
LOT OF THINGS THIS YEAR.

LIKE HOW FOOLISH
AND ROMANTIC I WAS.

AND I REALLY THOUGHT I
WAS CLAUDETTE COLBERT

AND EVERY BOY I MET
WAS CLARK GABLE.

YOU REMEMBER OUR FIRST DATE?

REMEMBER IT? HOW
COULD I FORGET IT?

YOU PROPOSED TO ME.

I DID NOT.

YOU DID, TOO. I
REMEMBER IT VERY WELL.

WE WERE SITTING IN THE
BACK OF MY DADDY'S TRUCK.

OH, I WAS MUCH YOUNGER THEN.

THAT WAS JUST A YEAR AGO.

AND YOU WERE TRYING TO RUN OFF

WITH THAT THEODORE
ALBERT CLAYPOOL, JR.

NOW LOOK AT YOU. RUN
OFF AND GOT MARRIED.

[sighs]

I'M FEELING A LITTLE
WEAK, JOHN-BOY.

I THINK I BETTER LAY DOWN AGAIN.

OK.

JUST GET SOME REST.

TOMORROW WE'LL GET YOU HOME.

HOME.

LIFE ISN'T LIKE THE
MOVIES, JOHN-BOY.

NOTHING AT ALL LIKE THEM.

[birds chirping]

[rooster crowing]

THEY'RE ALL SQUASHED.

YEAH, THIS OLD BLACK LOCUST
LIMB FELL ALL OVER THEM.

I SHOULD HAVE PICKED
THEM YESTERDAY.

NOW I DON'T HAVE
ANYTHING TO ENTER.

IF YOU'RE GONNA
LEARN TO BE A FARMER,

YOU MIGHT AS WELL
LEARN TO LIVE WITH LOSS.

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT.

YOU GO GET YOURSELF A BASKET
AND PICK UP THESE RIPE TOMATOES.

THERE'S NOTHING WE CAN
DO WITH THEM, GRANDPA.

OH YES, WE CAN.

YOU TAKE THESE SQUASHED
TOMATOES IN THE KITCHEN

AND GET YOUR GRANDMA'S
TOMATO PRESERVE RECIPE.

AND DO WHAT?

START COOKING.

(Sarah) JOHN-BOY. JOHN-BOY,
SOMETHING'S HAPPENING.

WHAT'S HAPPENING?

[gasping]

THE BABY. IT'S COMING.

RIGHT NOW?

OK, LOOK, HOLD ON.

I CAN GET DOWN TO GRANNY
KETCHUM'S AND BACK HERE I-IN AN HOUR.

SHE'S A REAL GOOD MIDWIFE.

I'M SCARED.

NOTHING TO BE SCARED ABOUT.
GRANNY WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU.

SHE'S DELIVERED HALF
THE BABIES AROUND HERE.

OK, I'M GOING RIGHT
NOW, I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

JOHN-BOY. I THINK
IT'S COMING NOW.

LOOK, IT CAN'T COME NOW.

THE FIRST PAIN IS JUST
A WARNING, HONEY.

I KNOW. I'VE BEEN HAVING THEM.

FOR HOW LONG?

A COUPLE OF HOURS.

WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT?

I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT
THEY WERE AT FIRST.

I NEVER HAD A BABY BEFORE.

WELL, NEITHER DID I.

LOOK, DON'T FRET,
HONEY. DON'T FRET.

WHAT WE GOTTA DO RIGHT
NOW IS JUST STAY CALM.

YOU GOT PLENTY OF TIME TO GET ON

THE MULE AND GO TO
GRANNY KETCHUM...

NO, I CAN'T. IT'S COMING NOW.

OH, SARAH!

I'M SCARED, JOHN-BOY.

SO AM I.

[crying]

OK, LOOK. OK, LOOK.

SARAH, IF IT'S COMING... IF IT'S COMING
NOW, THEN INSTEAD OF BEING SCARED,

WE FIGURE OUT WHAT WE'RE
GONNA BE DOING HERE, ALL RIGHT?

DO YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO?

WELL, SHOOT, WE'RE A COUPLE
OF FARM CHILDREN, AREN'T WE?

WE'VE SEEN ENOUGH
BIRTHINGS, I RECKON.

BIRTHED A LAMB A
COUPLE OF MONTHS AGO.

FIRST THING WE GOTTA DO IS
GET EVERYTHING CLEAN, I RECKON.

[groaning]

DON'T DO THAT!

WHAT?

YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG.
DON'T SCREAM LIKE THAT.

YOU GONNA MAKE
YOURSELF ALL TENSE.

WHAT SHOULD I DO?

WELL, THE MAMA LAMB, SHE
JUST LIES THERE, NICE AND EASY,

AND SHE JUST
CONCENTRATES ON THE WORK.

LOOK, LOOK, IT'S-IT'S A VERY NATURAL
THING THAT'S HAPPENING RIGHT NOW.

SO DON'T FIGHT IT.

JUST THINK ABOUT
THAT, IT'S VERY NATURAL.

[screaming]

OK, HONEY. NOW RELAX.
RELAX. IT'S ALL RIGHT.

I'M TRYING. I KNOW, I KNOW.

JUST RELAX. JUST
RELAX. RELAX. RELAX.

WORK WITH IT, JUST RELAX.

[gasping]

[panting]

RIGHT. WHAT?

THAT IS EASY.

REALLY? REALLY.

WELL, I TOLD YOU I WAS AN OLD
HAND AT THIS SORT OF THING.

[panting]

(Grandpa) HEY, Y'ALL, IT'S TURNING
INTO A HANDSOME DAY OUT THERE.

JOHN WILL DRIVE
YOU HOME, MARJORIE.

SOON AS THE
CARBURETOR DRIES OUT.

THANK YOU, JOHN.

IS JOHN-BOY GONNA
COME HOME TODAY?

WELL, I THINK SO, HONEY.

IF HE DIDN'T GET
STRUCK BY LIGHTNING.

IF THAT OLD MONTGOMERY PLACE
DIDN'T WASH AWAY IN THE RAIN.

WHAT A WAY TO TALK.

YOU YOUNG ONES OUGHT TO
BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELVES.

JOHN-BOY HAS MORE SENSE THAN TO
RUN AROUND IN THUNDER AND LIGHTNING.

DID YOU SAY THE OLD
MONTGOMERY PLACE?

SARAH USED TO RUN UP
THERE AS A CHILD ALL THE TIME.

JOHN, WOULD YOU
DRIVE ME UP THERE?

WELL, THE TRUCK WON'T GO ANY
FURTHER THAN GRANNY KETCHUM'S.

I'M SURE IF SHE'S UP THERE,
JOHN-BOY WILL BRING HER HOME.

SHE BELONGS IN RICHMOND.

I TOOK HER THERE
FOR HER OWN GOOD.

SOON AS SHE'S BACK UP THERE,
THE BETTER OFF SHE'LL BE.

OH, MARJORIE.

YOU DON'T WANT TO
SEE YOUR OWN GIRL?

NOT THE WAY SHE IS NOW.

SHE'S NOT A CRIMINAL, MARJORIE.

YOU'RE JUST MAKING
HER FEEL THAT WAY.

"IF THY RIGHT EYE OFFEND
THEE, PLUCK IT OUT."

"LET HE WHO IS WITHOUT
SIN CAST THE FIRST STONE."

SHE'S YOUR ONLY CHILD, MARJORIE.

(John-Boy) OK, HONEY, PUSH
DOWN, NOW. PUSH DOWN.

[grunting]

PUSH... PUSH DOWN.

(Sarah) I FEEL IT.

THERE HE IS. I CAN SEE HIM.

THERE'S HIS HEAD. IT'S COMING.

I CAN SEE HIM. PUSH DOWN.

HARDER, HARDER,
COME ON. I CAN SEE HIM.

HE'S ALMOST WITH US. HE'S ALMOST
WITH US. HE'S ALMOST WITH US.

[laughing] HE'S HOME,
SARAH. HE'S ALMOST THERE.

HE'S ALMOST THERE.

[groaning]

WE DID IT. MY BABY.

HE'S A GIRL. HE'S
A GIRL. HE'S A GIRL.

[both laughing]

IT'S A REAL BABY. WE DID IT.

[birds chirping]

[baby crying]

QUIET, HONEY. QUIET NOW.

[crying continues]

SHH!

SHH, SHH.

HEY.

SHE SURE IS GONNA BE
A SASSY ONE, ISN'T SHE?

DON'T CRY, BABY.

BE QUIET.

WHAT A PRETTY GIRL.

JUST LIKE YOU WANTED, HUH?

(Sarah) LOOK HERE, JOHN-BOY.

DOESN'T SHE HAVE THE MOST
PERFECT LITTLE FINGERS YOU EVER SAW?

SHE'S GOT A DIMPLE
IN HER CHIN, TOO.

DID YOU NOTICE?

AND HAIR JUST LIKE CORN SILK.

ISN'T SHE JUST BEAUTIFUL?

'COURSE SHE IS. THAT'S THE
ONLY KIND OF BABY I DELIVER.

NEXT TO RILEY, I LOVE YOU THE
MOST OF ANYONE IN THE WHOLE WORLD.

COME ON, WE'D
BETTER GET YOU HOME.

BUT IF RILEY COMES
AND I'M NOT HERE...

THEN I GUESS HE'LL COME TO
YOUR MAMA'S HOUSE TO FIND YOU.

SARAH JANE, YOU TRUSTED
ME WHEN YOU HAD TO,

WHY DON'T YOU TRUST
YOUR MAMA NOW?

JOHN-BOY, SHE SENT ME AWAY.

IT'S NOT THE SAME THING.

WHEN SHE SENT YOU AWAY SHE THOUGHT
YOU WERE GONNA GET AN EDUCATION.

BESIDES, I WANT TO COME
VISIT MY GODDAUGHTER

AND I WON'T TRAIPSE ALL
THE WAY UP HERE TO DO IT.

LOOKS LIKE WE DON'T
HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE.

[baby cooing]

TAKE 10 POUNDS OF SUGAR.

10 POUNDS OF SU... OH, JIM-BOB,

NOW THAT'S THE RECIPE FOR THE
PRESERVES FOR THE WHOLE YEAR.

WE GOTTA REDUCE IT.

WHAT'S REDUCE?

THAT MEANS TO CUT DOWN.
WE'LL USE JUST ONE POUND.

NOW WILL YOU STOP STALLING AND
GET UP HERE AND START PEELING THESE?

OH, GRANDMA.

NOW, IF YOU WANT
SOMETHING IN THAT CONTEST,

YOU GOT TO WORK TO MAKE IT GOOD.

JIM-BOB, THAT IS NO
WAY TO HOLD A KNIFE

UNLESS YOU ONLY WANT 4
FINGERS ON YOUR LEFT HAND.

NOW YOU GET UP
UNDERNEATH LIKE THAT.

I'LL GET THE VANILLA.

WELL, LOOK WHO'S PLAYING HOUSE!

JIM-BOB, WOULD YOU MEND MY SOCKS
WHEN YOU'RE THROUGH MAKING SUPPER?

I'M MAKING THAT STUFF
FOR THE CONTEST,

AND I BET I WIN
MORE THAN YOU DO.

(Ben) WAIT TILL EVERYONE
FINDS OUT YOU'RE A SISSY.

HEY, JASON, COME ON IN HERE.

JIM-BOB'S TRYING TO BE
ONE OF THE WALTON GIRLS.

OH, MY, LOOK AT YOU.

JIM-BOB IS A MAMA'S BOY.

(both) JIM-BOB IS A MAMA'S
BOY. JIM-BOB IS A MAMA'S BOY.

YOU HUSH UP,

UNLESS YOU WANT THIS ON
THE SEAT OF YOUR BRITCHES.

NOW WE OUGHT TO
CALL HIM JANE-BOB.

SHH! JIM-BOB, WE DON'T
WEAR THIS KIND OF THING.

NONE OF THAT
SASSING IN THIS HOUSE.

GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE
I KNOCK YOUR HEAD OFF.

JIM-BOB, COME ON HERE.

[all clamoring]

STOP THAT. STOP IT.

[boys laughing]

NOW, YOU CAN
LAUGH IF YOU WANT TO.

BUT IT'S A FACT.

I READ IT RIGHT IN THE
SATURDAY EVENING POST,

THE... THE MOST
FAMOUS... STOP IT,

THE MOST FAMOUS COOK, HE'S
CALLED A CHEF, IN THE WORLD, IS A MAN.

AND HE'S VERY, VERY RICH AND
HE HAS DINNER WITH ROYALTY.

MM-HMM.

OH, GET OUT OF HERE
AND ABOUT YOUR BUSINESS.

I THINK WHEN I GROW
UP, I'M GONNA BE A CHIEF.

A CHEF. AND IF THAT'S THE CASE,

THEN YOU'LL NEED
A LOT OF PRACTICE.

JUST KEEP GOING.

[birds chirping]

(Sarah) SURE IS A FINE WHITE
MULE YOU GOT HERE, JOHN-BOY.

(John-Boy) I'VE BEEN THINKING
ABOUT CHANGING HIS NAME.

SOMETHING BEFITTING A
NOBLE STEED, LIKE SOMETHING...

HOW'S CHARLEMAGNE
SOUND LIKE TO YOU?

SOUNDS FANCY.

(Jim-Bob) GRANDPA. GRANDPA.

(Grandma) SLOW DOWN, BEFORE
YOU FALL AND BREAK YOUR NECK.

I WANT YOU TO TRY SOMETHING.

WHAT'S ALL THE RUCKUS ABOUT?

GRANDMA SAID YOU'D BE A GOOD
ONE TO TRY MY TOMATO PRESERVES.

HE MADE IT FROM
SCRATCH. ALL BY HIMSELF.

I DID?

IF YOU FOLLOWED
YOUR GRANDMA'S RECIPE,

YOU COULDN'T POSSIBLY GO WRONG.

WELL, ZEB?

THIS IS A PRIME TOMATO PRESERVE.

WON'T THE KIDS LAUGH AT ME
FOR ENTERING IT IN THE FAIR?

WELL, THEY MIGHT.

BUT THEY'LL LAUGH
OUT THE OTHER SIDE

OF THEIR FACES IF
YOU WIN FIRST PRIZE.

HERE COMES JOHN-BOY.
HE'S GOT A WHITE MULE.

AND SOMEONE WITH HIM. COME ON.

HEY.

LIVIE.

[baby crying]

MAMA, LOOK, SARAH HAS A BABY.

JOHN-BOY, DID YOU... MM-HMM.

(Grandpa) GREAT
DAY IN THE MORNING!

HELLO, MAMA.

MARJORIE, YOU TURN AWAY NOW,
YOU'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOURSELF.

POOR LITTLE THING, BORN
OUT IN THE WOODS SOMEWHERE.

WASN'T IN THE WOODS, MAMA.

IT WAS IN A NICE, WARM CABIN.

ISN'T SHE BEAUTIFUL?

ISN'T SHE THE MOST
BEAUTIFUL BABY YOU EVER SAW?

SARAH, MY BABY.

[crying continues]

I'M MARRIED, MAMA.

MARRIED?

TO A FINE, FINE MAN.
YOU'LL REALLY LIKE HIM.

COME ON, SARAH.
LET'S GET YOU INSIDE.

AND THAT BABY INTO SOME
DECENT SWADDLING CLOTHES.

HIS NAME IS RILEY O'CONNOR.

HE WENT OFF TO FIND WORK IN A
W.P.A. PROJECT IN WASHINGTON, D.C.

HE'LL BE SENDING
FOR US ANY DAY NOW.

YOU'LL REALLY LIKE HIM, MAMA.

YOU HAD YOURSELF
QUITE AN EXPERIENCE, SON.

I DON'T RECKON THERE'LL
BE TOO MANY TO MATCH IT.

DADDY, DIDN'T SARAH JUST SAY
THAT HER HUSBAND WENT OFF

TO FIND WORK IN
WASHINGTON, D.C.?

UH-HUH.

FUNNY. SHE TOLD ME NORFOLK.

MAKE ANY DIFFERENCE?

NOT A BIT.

THAT'S QUITE A MULE
YOU GOT THERE, SON.

YEAH.

GRANNY KETCHUM WROTE A NOTE,

SAID YOU COULD KEEP THAT MULE.

GRANNY KETCHUM?

UH-HUH.

SHE DIED THIS MORNING,
JUST ABOUT DAWN.

(John-boy) "THUS THE
SEER, WITH VISION CLEAR

"SEES FORMS APPEAR AND DISAPPEAR

"IN THE PERPETUAL ROUND OF
STRANGE, MYSTERIOUS CHANGE

"FROM BIRTH TO DEATH,
FROM DEATH TO BIRTH

"FROM EARTH TO HEAVEN,
FROM HEAVEN TO EARTH

"TILL GLIMPSES MORE SUBLIME
OF THINGS, UNSEEN BEFORE

"UNTO HIS WONDERING EYES REVEAL

"THE UNIVERSE, AS AN
IMMEASURABLE WHEEL

"TURNING FOREVERMORE

IN THE RAPID AND
RUSHING RIVER OF TIME"

THAT'S A BEAUTIFUL BUNCH
OF WORDS, JUST BEAUTIFUL.

WHAT'S IT ABOUT?

SARAH AND GRANNY KETCHUM.

[children laughing]

I THINK I HEAR MY CHILDREN.

MAMA, I DID IT. DAISY
WON FIRST PRIZE.

I GOT A RED RIBBON.
SOME OF THE KIDS LAUGHED.

BUT THE JUDGE SAID IT WAS
OK IF I GREW MY OWN TOMATOES.

WHERE'S GRANDPA? I'M RIGHT HERE.

GRANDPA, YOU WERE
RIGHT. I GOT 3RD PRIZE.

A BOY'S WILL.

I GOT A SPECIAL PRIZE.

THEY CALLED IT RONERALDABLE...

HONORABLE MENTION.

AND MY EMBROIDERY WON 2ND PRIZE.

I'M JUST AS PROUD
OF YOU ALL AS I CAN BE.

THANKS, MAMA.

JOHN-BOY, DAISY'S PEN HAS
A HOLE IN IT. CAN YOU FIX IT?

I RECKON I CAN.

OH, JOHN-BOY, YOU
PROMISED TO MAKE ME

A WOOD FRAME FOR
MY NEEDLEWORK TODAY.

I GUESS I'D BETTER
GET TO IT, THEN.

THANKS.

(Grandma) YOU TWO LOOK LIKE
YOU'VE BEEN EATING SOUR PICKLES.

WE DIDN'T WIN ANYTHING.

DARNED WHEEL CAME OFF
RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RACE.

THERE WILL ANOTHER RACE
AT HICKORY CREEK THIS SUNDAY.

I KNOW IT. I BET WE
COULD WIN IT, TOO,

IF WE COULD GET
THAT WHEEL ON RIGHT.

THAT WAS YOUR FAULT.

I KNOW.

JOHN-BOY, DO YOU THINK THAT
YOU COULD HELP US OUT WITH THIS?

SURE.

THANKS.

THANKS A LOT, WE'LL BE OUTSIDE.

I'M COMING.

JOHN-BOY.

WHAT ABOUT THAT STORY
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE WRITING?

I RECKON I'D BETTER MULL IT
OVER IN MY MIND A LITTLE LONGER.

I'VE BEEN PRETTY BUSY.

(John-Boy) WE WERE EARLY RISERS

AND THUS, IN MY
GRANDFATHER'S WORDS,

WE WENT TO BED
WITH THE CHICKENS.

ALL THE LIGHTS IN THE
HOUSE WOULD GO OUT

EXCEPT FOR THE ONE IN MY ROOM.

THERE I WOULD AT
LAST FIND THE SOLITUDE

TO RECORD IN MY JOURNAL
THE EVENTS OF THE DAY.

THE WIND WOULD FLOW GENTLY
DOWN FROM THE MOUNTAIN,

THE NIGHT BIRDS
WOULD FALL STILL,

AND THE REST OF THE FAMILY

WOULD SLIP QUIETLY TOWARD SLEEP.

(Elizabeth) MAMA?

(Olivia) YES, ELIZABETH.

HOW DO BABIES GET BORN?

WITH LOVE, DARLING.

GOOD NIGHT, MAMA.

GOOD NIGHT.