The Waltons (1971–1981): Season 6, Episode 21 - The Revelation - full transcript

This what you're looking for?

Huh? Oh, yep,
that's it. Thank you.

I don't know why you're cracking
your shirttail on this Coventry story.

The wires won't
close for another hour.

I want to get this filed and be out
of here. I got a deadline a mile long.

- Daisy?
- That's right.

Are you gonna ask
her to marry you?

I'll tell you what, check the
headlines in the morning.

JOHN-BOY: When I was a boy,
I dreamed of what I would make

of my life when the time
came to leave the Mountain.

My journey took me to New York
City, where I became a reporter



for a press service, began work
on my second novel, and fell in love.

I knew that the days of my life
would be played out elsewhere.

But as always, the events that took
place on the Mountain would shape

and change the rest of my life.

(EXCLAIMS PASSIONATELY)

- How'd it go tonight?
- I got applause for my solo.

- Oh, you did?
- Uh-huh.

What about the finale?

Well, I had to share it with the
rest of the company, but it was mine.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

- Can you take some more big news?
- Can I take some more big news?

Listen, I deal in big news
all day long. What is it?

Delores is leaving to join the Chicago
company and I'm going to understudy

- the new lead.
- The lead?



(LAUGHS EXCITEDLY)

Oh, darling.

- It's time, isn't it?
- Well, of course it's time.

- You know what I'm going to do?
- What?

I'm going to wine
you and dine you.

(BOTH LAUGH)

- Oh, I'm starving.
- So am I. Let's go to Mondiano's.

(SOFT PIANO PLAYING)

(GIGGLING)

(PLAYS LIVELY SONG)

- Oh, there's your song.
- I hear it.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Jimmy, we'll take our usual table,
all right? Thank you very much.

(GIGGLING)

- Why don't you wait till I get the part?
- You'll get it. Won't be long.

It's all up and down
the street. Favor?

- You bought a copy?
- Nope. Lifted it from Doubleday.

Oh, that's no fair. You do
that, I don't get a royalty.

I'm just kidding. It's for my
mother. Write something nice.

She's gonna flip. How's
the new book coming?

Well, it's coming slowly,
but it's getting there.

What's this one about?

Well, it's kind of, sort of, about now.
I, uh... About a boy from the country,

writes a book, comes
to the city, meets a girl.

Look, I'll tell you what, why don't you
ask me when I finish with it, all right?

- (CHUCKLING) Okay, go sit down.
- There you go.

- Play something nice.
- All right.

(SOFT PIANO PLAYING)

Thanks very much. We'll
have two glasses of red wine.

- Mmm-hmm. Thank you.
- Thank you.

BOTH: So, how was your day?

(BOTH LAUGHING)

- You first.
- All right.

Well, I was up at 5:00 this
morning working on the book

'cause I had to be at the wire service
at 11:00, and I just typed like a tiger

until 10:30, and then
I came to pick you up.

Mmm-hmm.

You know, I was thinking today
how much my life has changed

since we met.

How's that? Thank you very much.

Give us a couple of
minutes, okay? How's that?

Well, from the very first
day back there in Scottsville,

you were there when I
needed a dancing partner.

What was that song they kept playing
over and over again at the marathon?

- Whispering.
- Whispering.

(DAISY CHUCKLES)

I will never forget
that. It was so late.

We were dead tired, hanging on
to each other, trying to keep going.

- We were a good team.
- We're still a pretty good team.

Mmm-hmm.

- I love you.
- Me, too.

Daisy, let's get married.

Not just yet.

Why not?

Daisy, if it's a career
you're worried about, don't.

I mean, I'm proud of you and that,
I'm not gonna stand in your way.

Things are good
the way they are.

I know they're good the way
they are, and I wouldn't change

any of that, but it's killing me
when I have to leave you at night.

I want to be with you when I'm
sleeping, when I wake up in the morning,

all the time.

You're only a part of my life
now. I want you to be all of my life.

I feel like I'm that already.

I just know I'm never gonna love
another woman the way I love you.

I need you.

(WHISPERING) I love you.

Marry me.

John, there are things
you don't know about me.

Well, there are things
you don't know about me.

Look, all we have to care
about is each other and today.

We can worry about
tomorrow together.

Marry me, Daisy. I mean it.

That's right, ma'am, Miss Erin
Walton. Uh, she's right on the exchange.

Thank you.

(BUZZING)

Operator. This is Erin Walton.

John-Boy, where are you?

- There isn't anything wrong, is there?
- No, no, no. I'm in New York City.

Uh, could you put me
through to the family?

Well, I can't. Mary Ellen's
talking to Curt down at Camp Lee.

Oh, uh, well, all right, all right.
Give them a message for me, okay?

Would you tell them that we'll
be arriving on the afternoon bus

- in Rockfish tomorrow.
- Well, who's we?

Me and my fiancé.

- Oh, John-Boy, you're getting married?
- I'm getting married.

- Is it Daisy?
- Of course it's Daisy!

- Oh, how exciting.
- Yeah, it is, isn't it?

Okay, well, I'll see you
all tomorrow then, all right?

- Okay, bye, John-Boy.
- Bye-bye.

Mama, Daddy, everybody! Grandpa!

- GRANDPA: Here, what's going on?
- Everybody, I've got news.

- You won't believe it. Come on, hurry!
- BEN: What is it?

Erin called from the phone
company. I've got news. Hurry up.

JOHN: All right.
BEN: What is it?

Well, Erin called from the phone
company and John-Boy's coming home,

- and he's bringing his fiancé.
- Fiancé?

(BOYS LAUGHING)

- His what?
- Daisy, they're getting married.

(LAUGHING)

Olivia, may we give a reception for
the dear girl, whoever she may be?

I'm sure she'd be delighted.

Well, a garden party would
be nice, don't you think?

Well, whatever John-Boy wants.

- We'll consult him when he arrives.
- Well, now, we really must be going.

But do tell John-Boy we're looking
forward to meeting his young lady.

I'm sure he'll want
to see you, too.

(CHUCKLING) Yes.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye-bye.

Congratulations!

(GRANDPA LAUGHING)

Well, I'm glad.

About time he found
himself a good woman.

Although how she's gonna take
care of a home and be a dancer, too,

- is beyond me.
- You're a painter and run a house

at the same time.

I really am glad for
John-Boy. I really am.

And I suppose the
wedding will be at Scottsville.

Well, why?

Well, because that's
where he and Daisy met.

Her parents must
live around there.

You remember, they met
at the marathon dance.

- I don't remember a marathon dance.
- You were just a baby.

Well, don't you remember? It's
when Mama got mad at John-Boy

for dancing for three or four
nights and he didn't come home.

That was a long time ago. Now, I
want you all to clean up for supper.

Ike and Corabeth are
coming, and I'd like to give her

as little to criticize
as possible.

- Can George stay over for supper?
- George, you can sit in your usual seat.

- Thank you, Mrs. Walton.
- Thanks.

You sound real happy
about this. Are you?

I'm trying.

Best thing that could
have happened to him.

Well, I'll have to see her
again to be fully convinced.

Guess it is kind of romantic.

Two young people from back here in the
sticks finding each other in the big city.

We'll have more grandchildren
around here than you know.

(GIGGLING)

You sure do know how to
put out a good meal, Olivia.

And nobody makes better
cream corn than you do.

Thank you, Ike.

Always so plain, but filling. You
must give me your recipe, dear.

I will. Thank you, Corabeth.

Oh, Aimee will simply be
sick that she missed the soiré

- When's Aimee coming home?
- Oh, she'll be home on Sunday.

It's such a comfort to have a child
who's interested in the cultural pursuits.

She simply adores my
sister, Eulah Jarvis Forsythe.

Sister Eulah Jarvis is teaching
her the fine art of china painting.

May I please be excused?

After you clear the dishes.

It's Mary Ellen's turn.

You're excused.

What's going on?

George seems to have become a
permanent fixture around the house.

They're good friends.

Elizabeth seems a little young
to become romantically entwined.

They are just friends, Corabeth.

Neither one of them would recognize
romance if it him them in the face.

- Excuse me.
- Excuse me.

I still can't get over John-Boy
moving up to New York

and then writing another novel.

And now he's
getting engaged, huh?

Well, Mr. Godsey, after all, he is
a young man of marriageable age.

Those things do happen.

Are you pleased
about it, Olivia?

Don't really know
her yet, Corabeth.

You didn't know Curt very well,
either, until I brought him home.

Guess that's why John-Boy's bringing
her home, so we can get acquainted.

Um, I hear she's a dancer.

On Broadway.

John-Boy picks her up
every night after her curtain.

They walk down Fifth
Avenue and look in the stores.

Well, I'm sure she must be a fine
girl, or she wouldn't have been chosen

to be the bride of
John Walton, Jr.

Well, we'll know soon enough.

Why don't we all go out to the
porch? I think it's cooler out there.

How's that?

Ready to start business
tomorrow morning.

We can open up in
front of Godsey's store.

Everybody passes by there
sometime during the day.

Yeah, we won't be one of those
regular lemonade stands they always see,

'cause we'll have two kinds.

Well, they say you have to
give the customer the choice.

That's just what we're
going to be doing.

We'll have pink
lemonade and regular.

That is no way to
look at a grandmother.

You know, Grandma,

- I think I saw a grey hair the other day.
- Where?

Right up there on your forehead.

On my head? You did not.

Must have been some
other lady I was close to.

Where is it?

Well, I... (OLIVIA SNICKERING)

Liv, are you dying your hair?

John Walton, I'm a Baptist.

Must have been
somebody else then.

You think he's making a mistake?

Well, if he is, it's
his mistake, Liv.

Mr. Johnson, you
wanted to see me?

Yeah, sit down, John. Sit down.

There's a new job opening
up and I'd like you to take it.

Tell me about it.

I want you to go on special
assignment in London

as a civilian correspondent
attached to the Stars and Stripes.

(GROANS)

- (CHUCKLING) Oh, no.
- What?

I just wish this had
come up at another time.

Ooh, wrong time.

Why?

I, uh...

I proposed to Daisy
last night. She said yes.

Good.

- Could I take her with me?
- No.

I don't know what to say.

She'll wait, John.

You know, lots of folks are
putting off personal plans

at this time for bigger things.

Well, I'm not sure there's anything
bigger in my life than getting married.

Well, if these were normal
times, I'd tend to agree with you.

But these are not normal times.

(CHUCKLING) London.

Lord.

Why don't you talk
it over with Daisy?

Oh, I know what she'd
say. She'd say go.

Ooh, and what do you say?

(SIGHING)

I have always thought of
my life in terms of journeys.

After New York City,
London would be incredible.

It thrills me.

It scares me, too.

Let Daisy and me
talk it over, all right?

All right, John.

Thanks.

John-Boy, good to see you.

- There he is!
- Welcome home, Son!

This is Daisy Garner. This
is my grandpa, Mr. Walton,

and my father, John Walton. You
two met at the marathon dance.

- Yeah, I remember Daisy.
- Daisy, Daisy.

You're just as
John described you.

- How did he describe me?
- Very handsome.

Hey, now, Grandpa,
stop trying to court my girl.

Guess I'm caught in the middle here. I'm
not old enough or young enough for a kiss.

(CHUCKLING) That's not true.

Where's Mama?

Oh, she's home cleaning up the
house. Oh, the dirt was just a-flying.

JOHN-BOY: (CHUCKLING) Well, you know
there's not a speck of dust in that house.

GRANDPA: Oh, she found some all
right. JOHN-BOY: Let's put this back there.

- JOHN-BOY: Elizabeth!
- Hello.

(LAUGHING) Elizabeth.

- Can I meet her now?
- Right now.

Daisy Garner, this
is Elizabeth Walton.

Hello, Elizabeth.

I somehow feel if I can
pass your inspection,

it will be easy sailing
the rest of the way.

You'll do just fine.

Thank you.

- Oh, free lemonade. That's nice.
- You owe me a nickel.

I'll see you at the house.

I'm gonna stretch my legs a
bit, walk home with Elizabeth.

- All right, Pa.
- JOHN-BOY: Bye-bye.

ELIZABETH: Bye-bye.
JOHN-BOY: See you at home.

Well, now, how is the
lemonade business?

Terrible.

(SIGHING) Well, what
seems to be the trouble?

- Only sold two glasses.
- We drank six.

Do you think we're
charging too much?

No, I think the price is fair.

Well, let's try it again
tomorrow, hmm?

Why would tomorrow
be any different?

Well, let's try it the way the
radio people do, advertise a bit.

You mean like
jingles and slogans?

No, no. What this needs is...

I tell you what.

Let's lower the price on the pink
lemonade and make it a special,

ladies always love specials,
to four cents. And, uh...

And I'll go out and help
boom up business about this.

Thanks.

(SMACKING LIPS)

Thank you.

Mmm. Think nothing of
it. It's all in a day's work.

- Here, let me take this.
- No, I'll help clean up.

You don't have to, Daisy.

Mama, she's nearly a sister.

Mama, we'll get these.
Why don't you go outside?

Oh, all right, if you
insist. Don't mind if I do.

Oh, Mary Ellen, watch out.

Wait a minute. I have a system.

I have a system. Let me
show you some shortcuts.

- Really?
- Let's move all the dishes down this way.

Oh, okay, whatever you say.

(GIRLS GIGGLING)

You do like her don't you, Mama?

You love her, John-Boy.
That's good enough for me.

(DOOR OPENING)

GRANDPA: Well, you certainly
got through those dishes quick-like.

Well, Daisy used
to work as a waitress

and she taught us a new
way to wash the dishes.

You seem to know a lot about
a lot of things, don't you, Daisy?

Well, when you make the
rounds of auditions during the day,

you take jobs at night.

I've waited a lot of tables
and I've washed a lot of dishes.

What's making rounds?

Well, that's trudging from
one theater to the other,

trying to find an acting
job. It's hard work.

I guess you're not
afraid of much, are you?

Not hard work, marriage maybe.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

We decided we want to be
married in the Baptist church.

I thought I'd go talk to Reverend
Buchanan about it in the morning.

I'm sure Hank would
be very pleased,

but don't expect a
run-of-the-mill Baptist wedding.

Why not?

Nothing run-of-the-mill
about Hank Buchanan.

JOHN-BOY: (CHUCKLING)
That's what I hear.

Have you made arrangements
for your parents to come?

There's only my mother.
She's up near Lynchburg.

Oh, well, that's not so far
away. She'll be able to come.

- I don't think so.
- Why not?

Well, we haven't
talked in three years.

She didn't like what I
was doing with my life.

Oh, 'cause you
went on the stage?

Uh, she didn't understand I had to live
my own life and make my own mistakes.

Maybe she'll change
her mind. I did.

Since I won't have any family here,
I need someone to give me away.

Oh, well, I'm sure we can find
somebody around here to do that.

Mr. Walton?

I couldn't think of a finer
present to give one's grandson.

(CHUCKLING)

Well, the bride is getting
something in the bargain, you know.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Well, I guess we better go discuss the
service with the Reverend in the morning.

And I think we ought to
discuss your wedding gown.

Well, I'm only getting married
once. I want a really special dress.

Well, why don't we just buy one
at the store. Sewing is so boring.

Then you can take
care of the flowers.

I'd be happy to help
you with your gown.

Hey, Daddy, are you and John-Boy going
to have one of those man-to-man talks?

I don't know. Think we'll
have a man-to-man talk, Son?

What about?

We can talk about what
Jim-Bob wants us to talk about.

(ALL LAUGHING)

For old time's sake, why not?

All right.

The only problem with having a
heart-to-heart talk right now is that

there doesn't seem
to be any problem.

I'm just about as happy
as a man could be.

Well, there's not much I can tell
you about marriage anyway, Son.

Each one's different, you know.

Well, our marriage is going to be worlds
apart from the lives you and Mama led.

But I'll tell you one thing, if we're
half as happy as you two are,

I'll consider
myself a lucky man.

And you will be, too.

There's no secret to marriage.

Just remember, show your woman
you love her every once in awhile.

A woman will put with an awful
lot if she knows she's loved.

Try to keep your marriage
fresh, you know what I mean?

Pull something out of the
hat every once in awhile.

What do you mean?

Find ways to surprise her.

Oh.

Well, she surprised me already.

I didn't know her mama
was living over in Lynchburg.

I hope I'm not putting you
girls out, bunking in with you.

Not at all. Elizabeth
can sleep there with me.

It used to be Mary Ellen's bed, but
now she stays in John-Boy's room.

Well, where's John staying?

Oh, he can stay out in the
shed with his old printing press.

He used to stay out there all the
time when he was writing his paper.

- Hi, girls.
- Hi.

What are you all talking about?

Do you think that's
any of his business?

- No!
- No!

- Get out!
- Well, I just asked what all...

All right. All right.

(GIRLS LAUGHING)

(BABY GURGLING)

Hey there, John
Curtis. How you doing?

How you doing?

You got a nice room here.

I spent a considerable
amount of time here myself.

But now I live quite
a distance away.

Did you know

that there is a great
big stack of books

in the window of a bookstore
on Fifth Avenue in New York City?

Did you know that?

And just about every page of
that book was written right here.

Have you met these boys?

I want to introduce you
to some fellows here.

This is Bill Shakespeare,

this is H. D. Thoreau and this
is Tommy Wolfe here, all right?

You get to know them,
they'll be good friends.

I guarantee you. Here.

Good night.

Good night, fellows.
Take care of him.

Look who's here, Sister.

(LAUGHING)

- Oh, Mr. Walton.
- Miss Emily.

We were just planning the reception
we're giving for John-Boy's fiancé.

We thought cake and finger
sandwiches and some light refreshment,

and, of course,
some of the Recipe.

In the garden.

You know, it was in a garden
where I first met Ashley Longworth.

Oh, I know I have spoken to you about
Ashley Longworth on previous occasions.

But one never tires of
such a colorful person,

as Ashley probably
is, wherever he is.

The party, dear.

Oh, yes. Where are we having it?

Well, now, the garden may not be
suitable if this heat keeps on, Sister.

Everyone is so anxious
to meet the dear girl.

It's hard to get in touch with
any of the ladies these days.

They're rushing around so.

But I'm sure you'll get to see
the lovely bride at the wedding.

In the meantime, just
now, I have a little problem.

I'm sadly in need of
some of the Recipe.

If you ladies could
possibly oblige me.

- Oh, of course, Mr. Walton.
- It must be the heat.

Wasn't it just last week
you were by for some?

Yes, that's true, but the
Recipe is so thirst-quenching.

- Papa always said that.
- (CHUCKLING) Ah, thank you.

Ah, hey, there you are now.

Here's a little advertising.
Ought to help boom the business.

"Pink special."

- "Women and children only."
- Uh-huh.

Let's try a little of your pink.

Well, that seems
pretty tart for the ladies.

I think we ought to have
some sugar in the pink.

Would you two go in there
and get some sugar off Ike?

I think that ought be enough.

Sure, Grandpa. We
were running a little low.

There you are. Mmm-hmm.

(WHISTLING)

Party in the old town
tonight (HUMMING)

Here's your sugar.

Oh, yes, yes. Put a
little pinch in there.

Just a pinch.

In each pitcher.
Yeah, just like that.

Here, now let me try it now.

I think that's just
fine now. Mmm-hmm.

ELIZABETH: Grandpa!

(SMACKING LIPS)

Yes, I'd say this is fine, too.

In fact, this is just right.

- You think it will work?
- Of course it's gonna work.

If you have the right product, and do
a little advertising, it's bound to work.

Now, remember, the pink is
for the ladies and the children.

And the regular is for the men.

And don't drink all the profits.

Thank you.

JOHN-BOY: Mama.

I wanted to talk to you and
Daddy about something.

It really bothers me knowing that Daisy's
mom is not going to be at the wedding.

They seem to have some
problem between them.

Have you talked
to Daisy about it?

No, sir, she
won't talk about it.

I guess whatever it
is, it's pretty serious.

And you know how sometimes
people won't make up a fight 'cause

they're too proud to
admit they were wrong?

I can't imagine having a
wedding and you not being there.

Maybe it's time to have
a talk with Mrs. Garner.

If you could bring them together, it
would be the best wedding present ever.

I love the small shops. I
can't wait to take you shopping.

There's this super shop
I want to take you to.

Looks like you two bought out
Corvette's Dry Goods Supplies.

Well, wait till you
see what we got.

This is just perfect.
You'll love it.

(BABY CRYING)

Oh, I'm being called.

Here wait a minute.
Let me wipe off the table.

I can't wait to show
you what I bought.

- Wait till you see the inside.
- Oh, that is beautiful.

Do you like it?

Yes.

Oh, have you got the pattern?

Yes, here it is.

- Which one?
- That one there.

- Oh, yes.
- Wait.

Let me show you what I
want to do with the front.

- You see the way that one is?
- Uh-huh.

I thought I would
do it with a little...

I don't know, what do
you think, is it too much?

I think it's just lovely. We could
even edge the train if you like.

- Yes.
- Have you thought about your bouquet?

Roses.

I've got some
white satin ribbon.

Would you like to have it?

(BABY CRYING)

Oh, that would be wonderful.

I'll go look for it.

What's the matter with him?

Oh, he's hot and
he's cutting a tooth.

I put some oil of
cloves on his gums.

It's Grandma's
remedy. Seems to help.

Guess you're just
a natural mother.

Oh, it's mostly just
common sense.

I used to be such a tomboy. I thought I'd
never get married, let alone have a baby.

I wanted to see the world,
but Curt changed that.

And I wouldn't change it back.

Are you and John-Boy
planning a family?

Haven't thought about it.

Oh, well, you'll
get around to it.

Hey. They're a lot of
trouble, but they're worth it.

Anyway, it's more fun than
playing first base for the Dodgers,

which is what I used
to think I wanted to do.

What's the matter, John Curtis?

He's crying.

I found this while I was
looking for the ribbon.

I've had it since the
year John-Boy was born.

John brought it back
from France after the war.

Oh, it's beautiful.

I never used it. It just
seemed too pretty.

It's something old for you
to wear on your wedding day.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

Yes?

- Mrs. Garner?
- Mmm-hmm.

My name is John Walton. I've
come to talk to you about Daisy.

Nothing's happened
to her, I hope.

Oh no, no, no,
she's fine. She's fine.

Where is she?

Uh... (SIGHING)

She and I are engaged
to be married, ma'am.

She's at my home
in Jefferson County.

Come in.

Thank you.

I haven't seen
Daisy in three years.

- Sit down.
- Thank you.

Where's she been all
this time? Is she well?

Oh, yes, yes. She has
been a dancer in New York.

She's been making
wonderful progress, though.

Just before we left, she got a
real important understudy part.

I think she's very
talented, Mrs. Garner.

I really think she could
make it if she keeps on at it.

She always wanted
to be gone from here.

I guess that's why

she did what she did.

She seems to feel that there
is no possible way to reconcile

the differences that you
two had. Is it really that bad?

Did she ask you to come see me?

No, ma'am.

Did Daisy tell you
why we disagreed?

Not in so many words, no.

Mrs. Garner, I apologize if it was
a mistake for me to come here.

I just wanted to see
Daisy happy, that's all.

Do you love her?

I do.

I'm pleased to hear it.

I would like to see her, but Daisy might
not want to hear what I have to say to her.

Would you like to give it a try?

If she wants to see me,
you bring her here tomorrow.

Good, thank you.

(CHUCKLING) Oh, it's antique.

Oh, it is, but it gets the
job done. You wanna try it?

(CHUCKLING) I don't think so.

It's not gonna eat you up.

Oh, it's wonderful.

(SIGHING)

You did all your articles here?

Well, I wrote them over there,
and I set them in the type over there,

put them in here and out
come the Blue Ridge Chronicle.

Ain't nothing much.
Just a little country paper.

(CHUCKLING) Oh, knowing you,
you didn't write about the weather.

Well, that's true. I did expose
a carpetbagger one time.

Trying to run off with
Sheriff Bridges' job.

(GIGGLING)

And I published a chapter of Mein
Kampf, just about blew the county apart.

I can imagine.

(EXCLAIMS) Oh, what's this?

Oh, how does this work?

Daisy, I saw your mother today.

Why?

She wants to see you.

John,

I told you there were things in
my past I didn't wanna remember.

She asked me to bring you
home if you wanna see her.

(SCOFFS)

I can't really believe that.

(SIGHING) You know, we
had such a terrible quarrel, I...

It can't be
forgiven that easily.

You're gonna never know for
sure unless you go see her yourself.

Daisy, we can go over to Lynchburg
first thing in the morning if you want to.

It'll be all right.

You got me now.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Hello? Junior or
senior? Just a minute.

- John-Boy, it's for you.
- Oh!

Thank you, darling. Hello,
it's John Walton speaking.

Mr. Johnson, hello.

Hi, John.

I called to tell you that I have to
fill that London assignment now

and I still want you to take it.

(SIGHING)

Well, didn't you get a chance
to talk it over with your fiancé?

Well, I gave it a lot of
thought, Mr. Johnson.

And what did you decide?

Well, I just wish I was there
so we could talk about it.

I want the job, but it would
take some working out.

- Are you saying no?
- No, I...

I don't know. I'm saying maybe.

This could be very
important to your career, John.

You know I have absolutely

all the confidence in the
world that you can handle this.

It's very, very
important to you.

I know. I've thought
about all that.

It's just that with the Blitz
on in England right now,

they're not letting
women over there.

And I'm getting married
next week, Mr. Johnson.

(SIGHING) If you have to have an answer
right now, then I gotta say no. I'm sorry.

The mulberry tree is gone,
and the old moss roses.

Otherwise, everything
is very much the same.

- Maybe she's the same, too.
- She said she wanted to see you.

Anyway, I'll be with you.

I think I'd like to go in alone.

Sure. I'll wait outside.

Hello, Mama.

Hello.

Everything is almost the
same as when I went away.

I noticed the moss
roses were gone.

Just moved them
around in back, is all.

Oh.

- Please. Sit down, Daisy.
- Thank you.

Can I get you
something cold to drink?

No, thank you.

(SIGHING)

I don't how to
start, or what to say.

(DAISY SIGHS)

Getting started is the hard
part, because it hurts so much.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Hello.

Who are you looking for?

Daisy, I'd like you
to meet Melissa.

(SIGHS)

(CHUCKLING) Hello, Melissa.

Can you say hello to Daisy, honey?
Well, she's a little shy with strangers.

Yes.

Now, why don't you go to your
room and play for a little while?

(SOBBING)

Mama, I didn't wanna hurt you.

This sure hits the spot.

Yes, sir. You know, I
think those two could be

pretty successful if they
had the right kind of help.

All you need is the right
product and a little advertising.

- Oh, Miss Mamie.
- Oh, ladies.

Hello. Hello, Mr. Walton.

Oh, my, it's such a warm day.

I think we'll have two
glasses of the regular, please.

That does seem to be your
most popular. It must be good.

Well, we do seem
to sell more of it.

- Ooh, most refreshing, isn't it?
- Very.

Delicious. My. Well, we
must be running along.

Thank you, children. Goodbye.

- Thank you.
- Thank you very much.

- Thank you.
- Good afternoon, ladies.

You know, there was something about
that lemonade that reminded me of Papa.

Yes. I noticed it, too.

I'm sure Papa
would've adored it.

Oh, my, that does look
good. I believe I'll have a glass.

Oh, Corabeth, why don't
you try the pink lemonade?

Because, uh, well, that's a
real cooler on a day like today.

No. I believe I'll have
a glass of the other.

(STAMMERING) Uh... Well, no,
that's tart, and you don't like it tart.

The pink is on sale, special.

- Yeah.
- No.

No, the pink is too
sweet. I'd rather have this.

Mmm.

I've got a lot of shelves that
I've gotta... I've gotta get...

I think I'll help you.

Mr. Godsey!

Devil and water. Really!

John.

Daisy?

Are you all right?

John, I told you there
were things in my past.

I should've told you
the truth from the start.

Daisy, nothing could be
as bad as you make it out.

No. Don't stop me, John.

(SIGHING)

Three months before I met
you at the marathon dance,

I had a baby.

(SOBBING) I wasn't married.

Mama did raise me decent,
and I had shamed myself,

but I wasn't about to shame myself
more by marrying a man I didn't love.

Mama was furious, and
she wanted me to do that.

(SIGHING) I had the baby.

I put her up for adoption

and I ran from here as fast as I could,
and my money ran out at Scottsville.

I keep talking about the
things you don't know.

It turns out they're
things I didn't know either.

Mama decided that she
had treated me wrong.

I had gone but there
was a part of me still here.

A baby.

Mama proved she was the maternal
grandmother, she adopted the baby.

She's been raising
my daughter for me.

Melissa. Melissa.
Come on out, honey.

I want you to meet
someone. Come on.

Melissa. This is John Walton.

Hello, Melissa.

I can see you about that age.

You go back in to Grandmother.

This changes everything?

Yes, it does.

It can't happen.

I love you, Daisy.

(SIGHING) I have
to stay with Melissa.

I want my daughter and her love.

But we have to grow
into it, and that takes time.

I'm willing to grow with you.
I'm willing to try and make it work.

Don't go slamming and
shutting doors on me now.

I heard you turn down
that overseas job, John.

You said you'd never stand
in the way of my career.

I can't stand in the
way of yours, either.

I can do lots of
reporting in New York.

I've decided to stay
here with Melissa.

I don't know when I'll be
getting back to New York.

I love you.

(SIGHING) But we both have
other responsibilities to tend to first.

Mine's here with Melissa.

And you think mine is
in London, don't you?

Yes.

I don't suppose there's
any point in wondering

if you'd be here
when I got back.

I don't know.

Mr. Johnson, I was wondering
if that London job is still open?

No, sir, there's not
gonna be a marriage.

Yeah, I'm sorry, too.

Yeah. I can be there tomorrow.

Yes, sir, I'll see you in
the office. Thank you, sir.

I guess I'd better
start packing.

John-Boy, I'm sorry.

I guess some things
just aren't meant to be.

I keep telling myself that.

Couldn't you stay home
just a few days longer?

I got a job. I gotta go.

Good luck, Son. Write
when you can, huh?

- I will.
- When you get to London, you just call.

- I don't care how much it costs.
- All right, Mama.

See you soon.

You try to stay out
of trouble, all right?

I'll try.

I've sworn off lemonade
for the duration.

Take care, Brother.

- Don't forget those magazines.
- I won't.

You try not to wreck
that car, all right?

- Love you.
- Oh, I love you.

- Take care of that baby.
- I will.

If you all ever get up to
Lynchburg, would you go see her?

We'll make a special visit.

I'd better go.

- Bye.
- Bye, John.

- Bye, everybody.
- ALL: Bye.

Bye-bye.

JOHN-BOY: Ahead of me lay
all the fabled cities of the world.

I was to come to know
London, Paris, New York, Rome

as intimately as I knew
the small Virginia towns.

I would walk the streets of
the great cities of Europe,

visit their monuments and museums,
and come to know their people.

And with every step, the shadow
of Daisy would walk beside me.

BEN: You think John-Boy will
remember about those magazines?

JIM-BOB: He usually remembers.

ERIN: Good night, you two.

ELIZABETH: Yeah. I
gotta get up early tomorrow.

ERIN: Why?

ELIZABETH: I just have a
great new business I'd like to try.

GRANDPA: Do you
need any help, Elizabeth?

JOHN: Good-night, Pa.

English -SDH