The Waltons (1971–1981): Season 5, Episode 3 - The Comeback - full transcript

♪ You're as sweet as the flowers

♪ In springtime

♪ You're as pure as
the dew ♪ From a rose ♪

How's Red?

How's his band doing?

Haven't heard it
on the radio lately.

Red doesn't have a band anymore.

When our son died, he
stopped caring about anything.

I'm going to be playing
piano at a roadhouse.

Good Lord.

While the Great Depression



was a time of constant
trial and struggle

on Walton's Mountain,

those were, in some ways,
easier, more simple years.

For we knew what
the challenge was

and what we had
to do to meet it.

Hey, Ben, where's my lunch?

But one time in 1937,
when my brother, Jason,

faced an unusual situation,

he found that the answers were
not quite as simple as they seemed.

Where's Jason?

Guess he's still
workin' on his recital.

M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-S... S-I...

You tryin' to spell Mississippi?

Oh, I know how to spell it.



I just don't know when to stop.

Where've you been?

I got a big recital today.

You know, last minute
cramming is all right,

but not when it makes
you late for class.

Who's cramming? I
had to comb my hair.

You could have
done that in the car.

How's it look? Terrible.

Morning, John. Zeb.

Hey. Morning, Yancy.

Oh, what a fine-looking
string of fish.

I thought Olivia
might like them.

I'm sure she would.

It's not the only reason I
stopped by though, John.

I need a place to, uh,
stay for a couple days.

Uh-oh. Some of the neighbors
see you stealing their chickens?

Makes them uneasy, you know.

You know better than that, Pa.
Yancy'd never let anybody see him.

No, it's nothing
like that at all.

A skunk got under my
house and I can't get him out.

Well, I've got a
sure cure for skunks.

You take another skunk... Zeb,

I've tried every one of 'em.

Look, if I'd be any
trouble at all to you,

I can always try and
find someplace else.

Yancy, you know you're
always welcome here.

I'm mighty obliged,
John. I'll go tell the women.

Maybe you could help
Pa load up this firewood.

Yeah, give me a
hand here, Yancy.

My hands are full.

Good luck today. Thanks.

See you later. Yeah.

Hey, Jason. Yeah?

Professor Thaxton
wants to see you.

Good morning, Professor.

Lucy said you wanted to see me.

Sit down a moment, Jason.

Thank you.

I have a new
idea for the recital.

I think you're gonna like it.

Jason, I have some
rather bad news.

The Kleinberg Conservatory

is in something of
a financial squeeze.

There's gonna have
to be some cutbacks.

Now, the unpleasant fact
that we have to face right now

is that the trustees

have decided to discontinue
the scholarship program.

That includes my scholarship.

Now, I want you to understand

that this has nothing to
do with your work here.

The recovery slowed, the stock
market started back down again this year.

It's... It's just been too
hard for some people.

So I'm out.

No, Jason.

We're very pleased
with your work here.

You just have to come
up with the $300 tuition.

I did get the trustees to agree
to let you pay in installments.

Well, that's great.
Just wonderful.

$300. It might
as well be $3,000.

You'll have to pay the first
$100 by the end of next month.

You have any questions, Jason?

Yeah.

How am I going
to come with $100?

Hey, Yancy. Hi, Jason.

Thought I heard
you sneaking around.

Oh, yeah, it's a
good day to fish.

I was sorry to hear
about your scholarship.

Yeah.

What do you think
you're gonna do?

That's what I've been
trying to figure out.

Come on, you little sucker.

Well, you still got that
job with Bobby Bigelow

and the Haystack boys.

That don't pay near enough.

I got to find me another job.

Trouble is, there
ain't any, though.

I was at that cafe on
Route 29 the other night.

When I was out there,
they said they needed

a fellow to play
piano, sing songs.

Okay, thanks a lot.

Ma'am. Good afternoon.

I understand you're
looking for a piano player.

Well, that's right.

I'd like to apply for the job.

Well, I really had in mind
someone of more experience.

Oh, I have experience.

You've heard of
the Haystack Gang?

No.

Well, I play with them. And
The Sunday Morning Gospeleers.

I'm one of those, too.

Well, you see,

the music in here
is kind of different.

Well, that's what I'm saying.

I do different kinds of music.

I also attend the Kleinberg
Conservatory of Music.

I... I just don't
think so, really.

Would you mind if I play
something? Oh, no, go ahead.

Thank you.

Hey, that's Jason
Walton, ain't it?

Hey, you know, he's pretty good.

Hey, you're... You're
pretty good, kid.

Oh, thank you. Does
that mean I get the job?

Well...

Uh, sure. We'll try it
and see how it works out.

Well, great. Thank you.

Well, that's wonderful. Hey,
look, we've got a piano player here.

Nice kid.

Nothing but ginger ale.
Don't you... Yes, ma'am.

Okay. Sure.

Erin, you clear.

Mary Ellen, will
you wash, please?

This is my day off from school.

Well, it ain't your
day off from eating.

Excuse me. I
want to talk to you.

Can I be excused,
too? Yes, you can.

Oh, I'm gonna need
the keys to the truck, too.

What for?

Well, I got a job.

Good.

The hours are kind of
long, but the pay is good.

Good for you, Jason. - Good.

That's good news.

What kind of job?

I'm going to be playing
piano at a roadhouse.

Good Lord.

Which roadhouse are
we talking about, Son?

Uh, it's called
the Dew Drop Inn.

Why, that's a gathering place

for beer guzzlers
and backsliders!

Ah, now, Esther,
have you been there?

I wouldn't be caught dead there.

Now, Grandma, without my
scholarship, I... I can't be too choosy.

Where'd you find
out about this job?

If you'll excuse me, I think
I'd better go check the truck.

Uh-uh, hold on there, Yancy.

Don't insult the ladies by leaving
before you eat your dessert.

You just stay, Yance.

John, I don't think that's a fit
place for Jason to be working.

Let's hear him out now, Liv.

Do you want your son to
be a tinhorn piano player

in some honky-tonk bar?

How do you know what it's
like? Have you been there?

Jason, don't talk to
your mama like that.

I'm sorry, Daddy. It wouldn't
have been my first choice, either,

but if I'm gonna stay in
school, I have to take it.

It's a real nice place.

Just... Just a bunch of good old
boys trying to have a good time.

You know the kind
of girls in those places.

Oh, now, if Jason
were in college,

he'd be doing the same thing.

Maybe he would, but I
wouldn't have to know about it.

Liv, Jason's young.

He can stay up
late once in a while.

A little hard work
won't hurt him.

A little fast company, either.

♪ Everybody's going to a hoedown

♪ They're coming
from miles around

♪ All the friends and
neighbors going to be there

♪ Listening to the country sound

♪ You kick off your
shoes Take a rest for a while

♪ Leave your worries behind

♪ It's only going to
be just a matter of time

♪ Till everybody's feeling fine

♪ We're all going to a hoedown

♪ It's a country jamboree

♪ There isn't any
time to slow down

♪ And I want you
all to come to meet

♪ Out to the barn ♪
Gonna take my guitar

♪ You can take your mandolin

♪ And if you run out of
tunes in the light of the moon

♪ We can start all over again ♪

Jason! Jason, you're
gonna get left behind!

I swear it!

Elizabeth, you go up and tell your
brother to come down right now. Go on.

He must have came
in around midnight.

That early?

Jason!

Jason.

Wake up.

Oh. Damn it, Elizabeth,
will you leave me alone?

Mama.

Bye, Mom. Bye.

Mama, do you know what
Jason said? What did Jason say?

If I told you, you'd wash
my mouth out with soap.

You go to school.

I wonder what he said.

Jason. Jason!

Jason Walton, if there's
one thing I will not tolerate,

it's you bringing that
roadhouse language

into this house.

Now you get up and
get ready for school.

Come on.

Well, 85 cents seems like
a lot to pay for a straw hat.

We've already
reduced it, Mrs. Walton.

Looks real good, Grandma.

I'll wear it.

Well, Mrs. Turner.

Olivia. Wilma, how are you?

Mrs. Walton.

How's Red?

How's his band doing?

Haven't heard it
on the radio lately.

Excuse me, miss.

Red doesn't have a band anymore.

When our son died, he
stopped caring about anything.

He doesn't even play
his guitar anymore.

We didn't know.

Is there anything we can do?

Say hello to John
and the children.

I can't stay for supper, Mama.

Jason.

I bumped into
Wilma Turner today.

Oh, yeah. How's Red?

She said Red's
given up the band.

Really? That's too
bad. They were the best.

Remember how the
crowds used to show up

whenever he was
playing at the county fair?

I sure do. Wish I had
crowds like that after me.

There ought to be a way
you two could get together.

Me and Red?

Mmm-hmm. Seems like you could
make more money for your tuition

doing that than playing
at the Dew Drop Inn.

You sure want me out of
that place, don't you, Mama?

It might not be such a bad idea.

Wonder if a star like Red
Turner would have anything to do

with a beginner like me.

You may be just what
he needs right now.

I can find out.

See you later.

Ma'am. Excuse me, uh,

I'm looking for my
brother Jason Walton.

Jason your brother? Yes, ma'am.

My, good-looking men
sure run in your family.

Oh. You want to
help a lady down?

Yes. Thank you. No, thank you.

Jason left his music
in my car. So, uh...

Well, I'll see he gets it.

Thank you very
much. He'll be by later.

Okay. Bye.

Bye. Bye.

Bye.

Well, John-Boy.

Hey, Tom, how are
you? Good to see you.

You old fox.

Oh, well, how've you been?

Are you workin' as hard as I am?

Well, it's pretty hard to keep
up with you, isn't it, Tom?

It's a hard pace,
all right. Mmm.

Say, John-Boy, have you seen
anything of Yancy Tucker lately?

Oh, I've seen everything of him.

You know, he wasn't
around last night

when I dropped by to see him.

That's 'cause he's been
staying at our house.

Will you tell him I
was looking for him?

I will. I'll tell him. I'll
be sure to. Bye-bye.

And you tell him
he owes me a drink.

Yeah, I'll tell him. Okay.

At the Waltons.

They're out by Ike
Godsey's store, aren't they?

A little further down the road.

Mama! Mama!

Mama!

Is this where
Jason Walton lives?

Yes, it is.

Well, I'm Sissy Walker.

I work down at the Dew Drop Inn.

You know, out on Route 29.

Yes, I know.

Well, I understand Mr. Yancy
Tucker is staying here.

Could I see him, please?

Jim-Bob, Ben, go see
if you can find Yancy.

Okay, Mama.

That Yancy is such a fine man.

Don't you just love him?

We've known him a long time.

Well, I'm his
fiancee. Good luck.

Well, thank you, ma'am.
I'm just so excited.

Yancy was so sweet when
he proposed the other night.

He was supposed to drop by to make
plans, but I guess he got all tied up.

But you know how busy he is.

Yeah, we know.

Good day, ladies.

Grandpa, you seen Yancy?

No, no. He isn't
over at the mill.

This is Yancy's
fiancee, Miss Walker.

Oh, I'm real
pleased to know you.

Well, thank you. Thank you.

Well, I just checked in
the barn. He's not there.

He's not out back, either.

Would you be pleased to sit
in our parlor till we find him?

Oh, I've got to be gettin' back.

I'm not supposed to be
gone long, but thank you.

Uh, but when you see
Yancy, give that man my love.

So that's why Yancy's
staying out of sight.

It seems to be Yancy has
shown unusual good taste.

That poor girl.

Poor girl?

Yancy's just
stringing her along.

Who knows what he promised her.

And who's hiding him? Us.

Hello, Mrs. Turner.

Jason. My, haven't you
been doing some growing up.

Yes, ma'am.

Come on in. Thank you.

It's nice to see you.

We don't get many
visitors these days.

Is Red home? I'd
like to talk to him.

Jason, don't expect
Red to be the same.

He's in bad shape. Has
been since we lost Seth.

They spent that
year playing together

and got so close.

Now Red won't have
anything to do with the band.

Can I talk to him?

Just a minute.

Hello, Jason.

Hey, Red.

I didn't mean to get you up.

It's all right. It's
been a long time.

Yes, it has.

Red, I heard your band
isn't playing anymore.

No more. In fact, uh,
the band's all gone off.

So what kind of
music you doing now?

I'm not doing music.

Red, I had this crazy idea.

I don't know, maybe
it isn't so crazy.

I've been going to
school, to music school,

and I've been
playing in this band.

And one thing I've
always wanted to do

was start my own band.

And I thought
maybe the two of us...

If you thought I
was good enough...

Maybe we could do
something together.

Jason,

I told you I'm not doing music.

Won't you just think about it?

Excuse me, Jason.

His guitar hasn't
been out of its case.

Remember how he used
to hold it when he played?

I sure do.

It's like an offering to God.

Just got no interest in
music or anything else.

Something's got to get him
interested in music again.

If he can just hear some...

Maybe he could come
by the Dew Drop Inn.

I'm playing there.

If he could just hear
somebody play piano and guitar.

I've tried, Jason.

You giving up the guitar?

Seth Turner gave me this.

I remember.

I went over to
the Turners' today.

Talked to Red. He's given up.

Jason,

remember how you
felt when we found out

Seth was sick and was gonna die?

I never felt worse in my life.

Seth was Red's only child.

But, Daddy, it's wrong
to do what Red's doing.

He just sits there, staring.

I have a hunch if he
could just hear some music,

that might get through to
him better than any words.

I'll see what I can do.

You going somewhere?

Thought I'd go to
the Dew Drop Inn.

Maybe I can get Red
Turner to go along,

listen to that new piano player.

Have a good time.

Evening.

John? Red?

Good evening.

How you doing, John? All right.

Jason's been coming by here.

Yeah, I know that.

He was Seth's
favorite, you know.

He's going to
school, he tells me.

Yep, over at Kleinberg.

I wanted Seth to go there.

Get some of the fundamentals.

You know, you've got
to have fundamentals.

I guess he'd be there now.

You know, uh,

I remember a time
where Jason and, uh,

Seth snuck into band practice.

You remember when you...
What did I tell you about that?

Red, get your coat.

My coat? We're going out
for the evening. Come on.

Where are we going?

Come on, Red, get your
coat. Go on, sweetheart.

What do you think, honey?

Come on, Red.

It's in the hall closet.

All right.

Have a good time.

Good evening, Wilma.

Evening, John.
Thanks for stopping by.

There you go, Red.

Well, what'll you have, boys?

Evening. We'll have a
couple of beers, please.

Coming right up.

Thank you, ma'am.
You're welcome.

John, this is just
not for me, really.

I'm gonna have to leave.

Hey, John.

Who's the other drink for?

I guess it's for you,
Tom. Have a seat.

All right, but the
next round's on me.

John?

Hiya, hon.

How's Jason?

Oh, Jason's fine.

How's Red?

Red, he's not too fine.

Are you having a little trouble?

Oh, no, I'm fine.

I sure am lucky you
carried that yarn, Ike.

The store in
Westham was sold out.

Sure happy to oblige.
That'll be 12 cents.

Well, hi.

Ike, could you check
the mail for me, please?

I've been waiting three weeks

for some sewing machine
needles from Richmond.

We need a couple of
pounds of corn meal, too.

You know, we carry
sewing machine needles.

Yes, but they don't
fit the old machine.

Isn't this the prettiest yarn?

I'm knitting Yancy a muffler.

You're knitting
that man a muffler?

Yes, ma'am.

I love to knit and sew.

I made all the curtains
at the Dew Drop Inn.

Mrs. Walton, you ought
to drop by and see them.

I'm sure they're very lovely.

Well, they are. They are.

Uh, that'll be 18 cents

and, uh, there's no
mail for you, Olivia.

I can remember when the
post office was a lot faster.

Yes. I... I can, too.

Olivia, I have to tell you,

I think it's wonderful the way

you're bringing
up that fine family,

taking care of that big house.

I'm going to have my hands
full taking care of Yancy.

Be a full-time job.

Ah, but I think he needs
a lot of taking care of.

"Straightening out" is the word.

But you know, lately
I've been getting

this crazy idea that
Yancy's avoiding me.

Well, he hasn't been
by since he proposed.

I just don't know what to do.

What would you do?

Drop him like a hot potato.

Mrs. Walton, the first I
laid eyes on Yancy Tucker,

I said, "That precious
thing is for me."

I know he's got his strange
ways, but I don't care.

I guess I'm just
gonna have to do

like I've seen
some other girls do,

and that's run away from him
until he catches up with me.

You ever gonna
get that car finished?

Well, one of these days.

You need an awful lot of stuff.

I know that.

Where you gonna get the body?

I'll find one.

Where you gonna get the engine?

I'll find one.

Where are you gonna
find all this stuff?

Elizabeth, it's my car.

Why can't you just
leave me alone?

I think I'd rather have Myrtle.

Well, you can have Myrtle,
and I'll drive to town in my car.

You can ride on
your stupid goat.

Hey, there.

Uh-oh. So, it fell apart on him.

You building a fire, Grandpa?

Your Grandma's making soap.

She uses more wood than
an old Mississippi river boat.

Zeb! Yeah!

"Double, double toil and trouble

"Fire burn, and cauldron bubble"

Oh, stop that. Macbeth.

Good luck.

How am I supposed to keep
this kettle boiling without wood?

There's enough wood now to make
this soap stink clear over to Rockfish.

That man doesn't even
raise one finger to help.

What man? Yancy.

Oh. Oh, him. He's got his
mind on some lady friend.

Filling that girl's
head full of nonsense.

Making promises he has
no intention of keeping.

He's a good-for-nothing.

Oh, Esther, you
Baptists always did say

there is some good in everybody.

Well, Yancy Tucker could
just be the exception. No.

Well, he's the one that steered
Jason over to that beer hall.

He's... He's just a
wellspring of... of devilment.

Grandma, I'm going
over to Ike Godsey's.

Do you need
anything for your soap?

No, thank you.

A little perfume wouldn't hurt.

Hi, y'all. BEN: Hi, hey.

Hi, good-looking.

Oh, you're still giving me
that sweet talk, aren't you?

Don't you just love it anyway?

Yes, I do. I admit I do.

Do you want me to
get Yancy for you?

No, I'm here on business.

Miss Thelma asked me to come out

and buy an advertisement
in the Blue Ridge Chronicle.

Oh, well... That's
my department.

Well, here's what
it's supposed to say.

Thank you. You're welcome.

That'll be 50 cents, please.
- 50 cents.

50 cents.

Uh, I have an idea.

What do you say if the
advertising department

donates 50 cents to
the editorial department

for the purpose of the
trip to Ike Godsey's store?

Consider it a gift. Thank you.

I got to go by the
store. Need a lift?

Oh, I'd be much obliged. Sure.

Want me to get Yancy for you?

No. No, thank you.

You ready? Oh, I'm ready.

See you later, Ben. Yeah.

Grandpa. Yeah?

I got a question for
you. Oh, I'm all ears.

How come women always want
to get married and men don't?

Where'd you get a
notion like that, Jim-Bob?

Well, men are always
complaining about getting hitched

and caught by a woman.

Well, the older I get,
the more I pay attention

to what people do rather
than by what they say.

Now, by my count, every
time a man gets married,

a woman does,
too, don't she? Yeah.

But how come Yancy's
trying to stay away from Sissy?

Well, he's a little
confused right now, I think.

I think he likes her, maybe even
loves her, but he just wants to

kind of hold on to
his independence.

Well, she'll lose her
independence, too.

Yeah, that's right, she will.

She's got no more
to gain than Yancy,

and Yancy's got no more
to lose than she does.

That sounds very logical.

But as a man to a man,

I don't think we ought to go spreading this
information around the neighborhood, hmm?

Hi, hello, Jim-Bob. Hey, Ike.

Hey, Ike. Good
evening, everybody.

I brought something over,
special. Who's that for?

- It's for you, John-Boy.
- For me?

Who is it from?

- It's from Sissy Walker.
- Oh, yeah?

Open it. It's a card.

"Dew Drop Inn"
between the violets.

Well, let's see.

Oh, that's pretty. What is it?

Why, it's a...

It's really nice.
Nice, isn't it?

Isn't that pretty, huh? Yeah.

- She made that herself.
- Pretty nice.

How about that?

Hey, John-Boy. Oh, hey.

You busy? Mmm.

Really like this paper,
don't you? Yeah.

Yeah, I like it.

I sure do.

It must be a real
satisfaction to your daddy

having a son making
his mark in the world.

Well, mostly I'm just trying
to make payments, Yancy.

You know, staying here,

I've seen what your daddy has.

A loving wife, a fine family,

great bunch of kids.

What are you talking about?

Yancy?

Yancy, what is
all this talk about

loving wife and, uh, fine
marriage and children and, uh...

Yancy Tucker, have you
gotten serious about somebody?

Well, there is this girl.

She's really something.

And, John-Boy,
she makes me laugh.

But she's got plans for me

I don't know if I
can go along with.

I mean...

Can you see me all
married and settled down?

Well, I admit, now, the picture
doesn't just pop right into my mind.

Yeah, I'm in trouble.

'Course it's possible,
you know. It's been done.

These books, you
got a lot of books here,

you read all the time,

is there anything about
love and marriage?

In the books? I need help.

Well, sure, I read a lot
about love and marriage.

Mostly love, I have to admit.

Come to think of it, most of the people I
read about never got as far as marriage.

What... What happened to them?

They died. They died?

Yeah, died.

Romeo and Juliet.
Tristan and Isolde. All dead.

This is not too much help.

I can't think... Yes, I can.

There is one
couple I can think of,

very famous couple,
they were married.

Ulysses and Penelope.

Well, what happened to them?

Well, uh, he sort of

took a long, extended
trip out of town

and traveled around quite a bit,

and she sort of
waited home for him.

I could live with that.

♪ You are lost and gone forever

♪ Dreadful sorry Clementine ♪

Well, look who's here.

Hi, honey.

I been meaning to
drop by and see you.

That's nice. And talk.

Talk? Talk?

That's all you're
good at, Yancy Tucker.

Pretty words and promises.

No talk. I promise.

Honey, I've been busy.

I know how busy you've been.

I've been thinking
about you. You have not.

You've been at the Waltons'
and you've been fishing.

And all the time wondering
why I didn't have you with me.

Yancy Tucker, you're
such an awful man.

I don't know what
I'm gonna do with you.

Come here.

Sissy, I think maybe we better
discuss some arrangements.

Are you talking
about holy matrimony?

Yeah, I guess I am.

Well, then, keep
talking, precious.

How long's it been since
I was at the Dew Drop?

It's, uh, it's been a while.

I don't relish going
there by myself,

but a person has to
get out once in a while.

I guess that's it.

You know, tonight
is very special.

Special because we have
a guest with us tonight,

someone you all know.

The incomparable Red Turner.

You know, Red started out
right here in this part of Virginia

some years ago,
formed his own band.

Those of you who've heard them

know why it wasn't long
before they were traveling,

playing in Richmond,
Atlanta, Nashville.

The Red Turner Band gave us
a fine and warm kind of music,

a real contribution
to our lives.

It was a very special gift

that was appreciated
and enjoyed by us all.

Now, maybe, just maybe,
if we're very lucky tonight,

and we ask Red nicely,

maybe he'd be kind enough to give
us just a little sample of that sound.

Play a song, Red.

What do I do?

How about Nobody's Darling?

Where'd you get this, Jason?

Well, Nobody's Darling.

Nobody's Darling.

♪ You're as sweet as the flowers

♪ In springtime

♪ You're as pure as
the dew ♪ From a rose

♪ And I'd rather be
somebody's darlin'

♪ Than a poor boy
♪ That nobody knows

♪ Be nobody's darlin'

♪ But mine, love

♪ Be honest, be
faithful ♪ Be kind

♪ And promise me
that you will never

♪ Be nobody's darlin'

♪ But mine ♪

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Truly my pleasure.
Thank you so much.

Thank you, Jason.

I came by to pick up my things.

I'm moving back home.

Has the skunk left
your house, Yancy?

Looks that way, Zeb.

I'd like you all to
meet my fiancee.

How do? Congratulations.

Thank you.

I'm very happy for you both.

Have you set the date yet?

Well, we haven't
set it, exactly.

I was thinking 1947
would be a good date.

A 10 year engagement?

Well, Sissy's got to have some
time to pick out a wedding dress.

That Yancy's such
a humorous man.

Don't you all just
want to love him up?

Uh-oh. I thought
that was the end.

Well... Hey, listen,

let's do a blues.
Okay, what... what key?

E.

All right, you start off.

It wasn't long before
Red was playing again,

pleasing audiences
with his old skill

and a new, more
mellow kind of song.

Jason had earned
enough to scrape together

a first down payment at school,

but making those tuition payments
remained a constant problem

and a challenge for him.

What's that noise?

Oh, just Jason getting home.

It must be past
1:00 in the morning.

That Dew Drop Inn. He might just
as well be in Sodom and Gomorrah.

Do they need a piano player?

- Good night, Jason.
- Good night, Daddy.

Good night, everybody.