The Waltons (1971–1981): Season 9, Episode 13 - The Gold Watch - full transcript

No!

Stanley, what is it?

My sister, she found me out.

She doesn't think I should
be here. She thinks I...

You should be
back in the hospital?

- You know, Miss Rose?
- I guessed.

After a person has a
nervous breakdown,

they're bound to have
doubts and confusions.

He's determined to go back.

If Mr. Perkins
were my boyfriend,

I wouldn't let him just walk away
without putting up a fight for him first.



During his long absence
from the mountain,

Rose rarely spoke of her beau
and dancing partner, Stanley Perkins.

But I suspect she
thought of him often.

Especially when the radio
played an old dance tune.

Buffalo Gals, won't
you come out tonight

Come out tonight

Buffalo Gals, won't
you come out tonight

And dance by the
light of the moon

Stanley Perkins!

Miss Rose.

Dear Miss Rose.

As I live and breathe!

What a surprise!

Well, I didn't
mean to startle you.



I guess I must look a sight.

Oh, no, no. It's just that it's been so
long without word and there you stand!

Didn't even hear you drive up.

Oh! Well, my car broke
down a few miles back,

and I had to walk
the rest of the way.

I was in such a
hurry to see you,

I didn't even think
to stop for a shave.

You still might've called.

Oh, I... I couldn't take a chance
if you'd not want to see me.

Oh, what a thing to say!
Now, you just come right inside.

Looks to me like you need some
nourishment and a chance to wash up.

I just knew if there's anybody in the world
I could count on, it'd be you, Miss Rose.

Well, just come
on now, you hear?

Thank you.

I really appreciate you letting
me have this all on credit.

Well, you're good for it.

However, I think it'd be a good
idea if you didn't let Corabeth know

how much we put on credit.

It's just till
business picks up.

I guess it's a little early
for the midday crowd, huh?

You are the midday crowd,
Ike, if you'll let me buy you a beer.

I can see why you're
not making much profit.

I wish it was that simple.

You ever hear of
the Red River Inn?

Yeah, that's that new
place out on Route 29.

They've got this flashy cowboy
singer who really packs them in,

most of my regular
customers included.

He's good, too.

Ike? You've been
going over there?

Well, you know,
just a few times.

You know, on those nights when I'm
supposed to be at my lodge meetings.

Et tu, Brutus?

Well, now, wait a minute.
It's not like what you said.

Brutus.

Hi, Rose.

- Oh, drat!
- Oh, here, I'll get it.

Thank you, Elizabeth.

- Are you all right?
- Oh, just butterfingers.

He's come back.
Mr. Perkins has come back.

Your Mr. Perkins?

He's not my Mr. Perkins.

I have no claim on him
and he has none on me.

- Where is he?
- He's upstairs, getting cleaned up.

I vow and declare, he looks
like something the cat dragged in.

Oh, Miss Elizabeth. What a
fine lady you've grown into.

Well, it's been a long time.

Yeah. Entirely too
long, right, Miss Rose?

Tea?

Thank you, kindly.

I must confess that I haven't
been the best of correspondents.

Well, no one could accuse you of
putting a strain on the postal service.

Well, these past few months

I've been busy breaking a new
man in to take over my territory.

Your dream territory?

But you waited
all your life to get it!

Thirty-seven years with
the same firm is long enough.

I've retired, Rose.

They honored me with a testimonial
dinner and gave me a gold watch.

Oh! Can we see it?

Oh, sure. As soon as I get
it back from the engravers.

It's just hard to imagine your days
as a traveling salesman being over.

Well, I haven't
given up working.

Truth to tell, I was hoping I
could find a job around here.

Oh! My, you are
full of surprises.

I'd figured you to settle
near your sister in Richmond.

I never got along all
that well with Elvira.

She was always so bossy.

Can't say that I care for
that quality in a woman.

Where do you plan to stay?

Well, I thought I'd stay
at the boarding house.

Oh, my! Zuleika's
temporarily closed.

She's over in Little
Rock to see the sights.

Oh.

That's not the best of news.

I guess he could stay here in Mama
and Daddy's room, couldn't he, Rose?

I suppose you could.

It wouldn't be for
long, I assure you.

A man of my abilities is probably going
to find a position almost immediately.

- Miss Perkins.
- Dr. Martin, what a surprise!

Is something the matter?

Your brother was only to
stay with you for the weekend.

We expected you to bring him
back to the hospital yesterday.

But I did. I dropped
Stanley off in the morning.

He never reported back in.

Oh! Well...

He told me he
didn't want to return,

but he always says that
after a weekend at home.

Looks like he
meant it this time.

But he's not ready to leave the
hospital. He's not fully recovered.

There's no reason
for undue concern.

He's shown some improvement
over the past few weeks.

But without continuing treatment,
there is always a possibility of a relapse.

Dear God!

You let us know if
you hear from him.

I'll call you at once, Doctor.

I do hope nothing has happened
to him, the condition he's in.

I wonder if it's
worth all the effort.

What's the point in
having your own office

if you don't have any
customers to escape from?

I think what the Dew Drop
needs is a little more razzle-dazzle.

Something to bring
in the paying public.

I don't know what.

Well, how about a
painting over the bar?

You know, one of them naked
ladies reclining on a couch.

Can you imagine
what Mama would say?

How about a weekly
beer drinking contest?

Frog jumping contest?

I've got it. Dancing
girls, that's it.

I don't want to turn the
place into a honky-tonk.

Besides, where would I
get dancing girls on credit?

A customer.

You go get it.
I'll finish up here.

Is there something
I can get for you?

Just yourself!

Toni!

Hi.

I can't believe it!

I'm on assignment in Washington
for a month, and what happens?

The Dew Drop Inn!
Jason Walton proprietor!

What do you think of it?

It's not bad for a
country roadhouse.

When did you get
back to Camp Rockfish?

Today.

I'm supposed to be running
errands for my Colonel.

And I decided to
take a short detour.

How about a long one?

Mr. Perkins seemed
kind of sickly to me.

You think Mary Ellen
should take a look at him?

Oh, I think he's
just a little run-down.

A few hot meals and a good
night's sleep, he'll be right as rain.

Are you going to marry him?

Elizabeth, what a question!
He hasn't been here an hour.

I always liked Mr. Perkins. He
kind of reminds me of a lost puppy.

Well, that's a romantic
thought for you.

And anyway, if I did have
any feelings about him,

I don't know how he feels
about resuming our romance.

Why else would he be here?

Well, he's come to find work.

He could find work anywhere.

The special thing about
Walton's Mountain for him is you.

Well, at any rate, I'm
not getting my hopes up.

Well, is there
anything else I can do?

Oh, I think we're all set. Thanks,
honey. I'll just unpack his suitcase.

John Curtis and I picked
these for Mr. Perkins.

John Curtis is responsible
for the dandelions.

Oh, Mary Ellen, they're lovely!

Everything under control?

Well, much as it can be.

Now, don't you ask me if
I'm going to take him back.

I've already got
Elizabeth to wondering.

Well, I bet you're
wondering, too.

Mary Ellen, I never expected
to see Mr. Perkins again.

He appeared out of thin air. It's
enough to make a woman dizzy.

Well, give it some time.

I'm sure the right answer
will suddenly come clear.

Well, I hope so.

Mary Ellen, have you ever
heard of the Marshall Hospital?

Yes, it's an institution
near Richmond.

Institution?

For the mentally
ill. Why do you ask?

Oh, I...

I just saw it somewhere.
It's not important.

- Morning, Ben.
- Morning.

- How's business?
- Busy.

Yeah, well, looks like maybe you
could use another hand then, huh?

Sure could.

Only thing is, with the wages I'd pay, most
people like to try the Pickett factory.

- Well, what about me?
- You?

Sure. I'm a very
conscientious worker.

I'm sure you are.

- Let me give you a hand with that.
- Okay.

- Where you gonna put it?
- In the truck.

Oh boy, that's heavy,
huh? Lots, isn't it?

You okay?

Oh, sure, sure.
No, I'm fine. I just...

A little practice and I'll
be fine. That's nothing.

Don't you think this kind of work
is a little too strenuous for you?

Well, it's not all
that strenuous.

I mean, I know you're a
lot younger than I am, Ben,

but you can't push a man
aside just because of his age.

There's a lot of young men
that wouldn't be able to handle it.

I'm sorry.

I know you're not like a lot of
those young go-getters, Ben.

I'm sure you can find some work
that would be much better suited to you.

Yeah, of course.

Well, thank you, Ben.

Good luck.

Oh, Miss Rose, you
look to be off somewhere.

Oh, just walking to Godsey's.

Uh-huh.

Perhaps, I could
keep you company?

If you like.

Thank you.

Well, looks to be very
fine weather we're having.

Weather is usually
nice this time of the year.

Funny, I never thought we'd be
at a loss for words to each other.

You know, I'm...

I am truly sorry for
hurting you, Miss Rose.

Breaking our engagement
and running off that way.

Why, I wouldn't have had you miss your
dream territory, not in a million years.

But one supposes
you could've written.

Well, I always meant
to stay in touch,

but it's just that life
got kind of complicated.

But there was never another
woman. You must believe that.

Well, we have no
ties on one another.

No. No.

Isn't it about time
you went for your car?

Oh, there's no particular hurry.

Well, then how about your other things?
Don't you have another suitcase, perhaps?

You can't just leave that car
sitting out on the road somewhere.

Well, uh...

I got a confession
to make, Miss Rose.

My car didn't break down.

I just don't have it anymore.

Your dear old green
Studebaker, gone?

Yeah.

I've had some bad
times, Miss Rose.

Some mighty bad times.

I need your friendship.

If...

If you could just think
kindly of me again.

You know you can count
on me, Stanley. My goodness.

Whatever those bad times
were, they're behind you now.

Then, you'll stand by me?

You bet your petunias I will.

Just how much credit
did you extend to Jason?

Oh, I think everything
will work out.

And I think business is
gonna pick up at the Dew Drop.

Honestly, Mr. Godsey,

sometimes I have my doubts
about your business judgment.

Now, I don't know how you can say
that. And besides, Jason's a friend.

So was the salesman who saddled you
with Dr. Ferrin's rotating wiener roasters.

Well, they're selling.

Two. Last year.

Corabeth, hi.

Stanley! Stanley Perkins!

Oh, well, Mr. Perkins,
the prodigal has returned.

And we're mighty glad of it.

So, how's the selling business?

I couldn't say. I've retired.

Oh, they gave him a testimonial
dinner, gold watch and all.

A gold watch! Hey,
that's really something!

So, now you are a
gentleman of leisure.

Yes, I'm hoping to settle
here on the Mountain.

Well, that's wonderful!

Well, perhaps I can be some assistance
in helping you to find a suitable domicile.

You're in the real
estate business?

I'm expecting a post-war
boom any day now.

I suppose you're gonna
be fishing all day long, huh?

Oh, no. Old work horse like me?

No, no. First thing I
want to do is find a job.

Matter of fact, I
was thinking that

likely you could use a man
of my talents around here.

Well, Corabeth and I haven't
had any problems managing so far.

Hey, how about a game of pool?

But what about the
real estate boom?

I mean, Corabeth, you could
spend more time cultivating business.

And, Ike, you look like you wouldn't
mind spending a few more hours

down by the riverbank.

I can't imagine where you'd find
a more experienced salesman.

Well, that's true.

Yeah, well, why not
give me a trial period

and see if we can be of some
mutual benefit to each other?

Well, uh...

Perhaps that could work
out. What do you say, honey?

Well, standing behind a
counter is not nearly as glamorous

as traversing the Wild West.

It looks just fine to me.

I could start tomorrow
morning, if you want me.

We open at eight.

You won't regret it, I guarantee
that. You won't regret it.

Good evening.

Hi.

What time does it get crowded?

It doesn't. This
is a good night.

Hey, when does the show start?

I'll be playing the
piano in a few minutes.

I'm talking about
the cowboy singer.

I'm sorry, you're
in the wrong place.

You're looking for the Red
River Inn over on Route 29.

Swell.

Not even a tip.

They're packing them in
like sardines over there.

I guess you'll just have
to enjoy my company,

now that I've got your
almost undivided attention.

I won't be that
way if I go bankrupt.

Are you serious?

Every week I lose a little more money,
extend myself a little further on credit.

It can't go on that way forever.

Well, then you got to hit back.
You have to fight fire with fire.

You could sing cowboy songs.

Not the way he does.

Well, then hire your
own western singer!

Who'd sing here?

It's a nice idea, but
it just isn't practical.

Practical doesn't look like it's
working. Try being impractical.

I'll do it for you. I'll get
you a western singer.

Well, hope you don't mind
being left alone on your first day,

but Corabeth's got to go off
and sell somebody a house

and it's my day to
go after the produce.

I can manage.

Seeing that it's you, I know
we don't have to worry a bit.

Now, here is a list of
unreliable customers.

Gordon Woodward? He's
been dead for two years.

Well, don't extend
credit to his heirs.

Now, this little item I wish
to call your attention to.

It is a rotating weenie roaster.

I'm a little overstocked on them,
but it's really a remarkable gadget.

That Mr. Godsey
purchased and nobody wants.

However, they have been
marked down considerably.

Perhaps you would
like to promote them.

- I'll make a point of it.
- That's the spirit.

Well, I must run along.
I have a client waiting.

I got to get going,
too. Good luck.

Thank you. Don't
worry about a thing.

Good morning.

What have you done
with Ike and Corabeth?

I'm helping them out. My
name is Stanley Perkins.

Not the Stanley Perkins, the
man who broke Rose's heart.

Oh, Sister!

Well, at least he came back.

I waited so long for
Ashley Longworth to return,

but alas, it was not to be.

Then it was his loss. Miss
Baldwin, I believe, isn't it?

Oh!

Do you expect to stay
indefinitely, Mr. Perkins?

Indeed, I hope to.

I'm retired now.

Isn't that nice?

You ladies might wanna look
at this rotating weenie roaster.

It's truly unique.

Do we have one of these?

Yes, Sister. Ike sold me one
and Corabeth sold you one.

Perhaps, we could use another?

No, dear. A pair of
them is quite enough.

Well, perhaps there's something
else I could help you with?

Indeed there is.

You see, we have this old popcorn
machine in the window of our antique store,

and the metal trim is
quite badly tarnished.

Then you'll be requiring
a good metal polish.

Now let me see where
they, uh, keep that over here.

Oh! We thought we could've
sold it some time ago.

Would you be interested in purchasing a
rather large popcorn popper, Mr. Perkins?

No, ma'am.

But, uh... Well, might
I make a suggestion?

Oh, please do.

Well, you see, I've always believed
in matching the customer to the goods.

Maybe Jason Walton would be interested
in your popcorn machine for the Dew Drop.

It might make a nice
novelty. Good for business.

What a splendid idea!
Well, we'll ask him.

Yes.

You've been very
helpful. Thank you.

You're entirely welcome.

- Good day, Mr. Perkins.
- Good day.

Now you take Rose for a
walk under the maple trees.

And when the leaves
come swirling down...

Come along, Sister.
Good day, Mr. Perkins.

Good day.

Another busy afternoon?

I think I can spare a few
moments to talk with you.

It won't be long before I'll have
to share you with the crowds.

Crowds?

The hordes will be breaking
down the door to get in

when they find out about the
wonderful cowboy singer I've found.

He's coming here
tomorrow to audition.

If he's so wonderful, why
do we have to audition him?

He's auditioning us.

He wants to make sure that the
atmosphere in the Dew Drop is right.

If he likes wide open
spaces, it'll be perfect.

- Yoo-hoo.
- Yoo-hoo.

Oh, Miss Mamie, Miss Emily!

Antoinette, Jason,
it's so nice to see you.

Oh, welcome to the Dew Drop.

Well, thank you.

Well, it's not at all what
I expected of a saloon.

Papa would never permit
us to set foot at night clubs.

Young ladies were not to venture into
public places unescorted, don't you know?

But since we're not young ladies,
I don't expect that Papa will mind.

Did you just come just to look
around or can I get you something?

Oh, actually, it's what
we can get for you.

That dashing
Mr. Perkins suggested it.

Oh, isn't he the clever one, though.
And it is a lovely idea, isn't it, Jason?

What idea?

Our popcorn machine.

Papa used to get it out
when we had lawn parties

and croquet tournaments
and that sort of thing.

It's bright and shiny with a light
inside and the corn goes pop, pop, pop.

And Mr. Perkins thought,
perhaps you could make use of it.

I think it's a great idea.

I don't see how I can afford it.

Oh, money is no
object, is it, Sister?

Oh, of course not. We'll loan it to you.
And if you want to pay us later, you can.

I can't lose on
a deal like that.

Jason'll pay you

as soon as his cowboy singer
starts to bring in the crowds.

Cowboy singer,
here? Oh, how exciting!

Do you think we could
come hear him, Sister?

Well, I don't see why not.

Perhaps he'd sing my
favorite, The Streets of Toledo.

I think that's "Laredo", Sister.

Well, wherever.
It's still my favorite.

It's such a joy to be standing
alongside you again, Miss Rose.

Well, you might save some
room for me on your dance card.

How about some
night later this week?

Well, we might go
to the Dew Drop.

Jason's hoping to get a
western singer over there.

Good idea.

Hey, remind me to tell him that he
should advertise the performances.

Aha!

Well, I'm sure Jason
would value your advice.

Hello?

Yes. Yes, he is.

Hold the phone, please.

It's for you.

Nobody knows I'm here.

Someone does.

Hello?

Elvira.

Yes. Elvira, don't fret
now. I'm fine, truly fine.

No. No, I had to get away.

Please, Elvira.

No, Elvira, I don't
want to see you!

No!

Stanley, what is it?

My sister, she found me out.

She doesn't think I should
be here. She thinks I...

You should be
back in the hospital?

You know, Miss Rose?

I guessed.

Well, uh,

I've been a patient there
for the last six months.

And I won't go back.

I won't.

What is that?

It's a tonic the
Baldwin sisters make.

I don't deserve your kindness.

Fiddlesticks!

I wish you'd told me
about all those bad times.

I didn't like deceiving you, Miss Rose,
but I was afraid to tell you the truth.

Nothing that's happened could
make me think less highly of you.

When I started to work out
West, business was pretty slow.

That didn't worry me at first,
'cause I figured it was gonna pick up.

Only it didn't.

Dream territory was a mirage.

But you sent me a post card. Said
the goods were selling like hotcakes.

A fabrication.

I couldn't bear to have you think
that I wasn't making my quotas.

Then the war was over and,

all of a sudden, there were a lot
of young men, home from the war.

Full of ambition, trying
to make up for lost time.

Deserving, capable young men.

All of them after my job.

No one could replace you.

I was fired, Miss Rose.

There was no testimonial dinner.

There was no gold watch.

I went to Richmond, to Elvira's.

I just sort of fell apart.

I wish I'd known.

Elvira got me to the hospital and the
doctor said I'd had a nervous breakdown.

Everybody were very
nice to me at the hospital,

but I was afraid I was gonna
have to spend the rest of my...

Spend the rest of my life there.

You don't need a hospital.

You see, my father had
a nervous breakdown, too.

He, uh... He got out
of the hospital, all right.

Two months later, he had
an accident with a pistol.

You are not your father!

Yeah.

I said to myself, "If I could
just get to see Miss Rose,

"I think I could feel
safe, I could get strong."

All you need is a little time
to work up your confidence.

Yeah, but, uh...

There were moments today
when I panicked, Miss Rose.

I could barely handle
the simplest transaction.

But you did.

And tomorrow, it'll be easier and
the day after that, even easier still.

Yeah, maybe.

Oh, dear God, I hope so.

Oh, Miss Rose.

Good morning, Corabeth.

Mr. Perkins, you are
to be commended.

Because of your ad, we have already
sold four of those weenie roasters!

Well, that advertisement's
only been running for a day.

Give it some time to
saturate the market.

I was afraid we'd be stuck with
those dreadful things forever.

Well, I was just exercising
modern marketing methods.

Well, you keep
at it, Mr. Perkins.

I now feel that I can attend to
my real estate responsibilities

with my mind at ease.

Ah, good morning, ladies.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Mr. Perkins will assist you.

Can I help you lovely ladies?

I hope so.

Now, Sister, you
better put those down

or Mr. Perkins will
think it's a robbery.

These are Papa's dueling
pistols, although he never dueled.

He always kept
them at the ready,

but fortunately, he never had
an opportunity to use them.

I suppose he might've
called out Ashley Longworth

if he'd ever caught
him trying to kiss me.

Ladies, I don't know anything
about guns. Please put them away.

Well, we thought that you
might suggest someone

who might be interested
in purchasing them.

Well, I can't help you.
Please take them away!

Of course, if it upsets you.

Are you all right, Mr. Perkins?

The Dew Drop's a great place.

Well, I've seen better.

Wait till we get
a crowd in here.

Yourself included, little lady?

I'm practically a partner.

I'll pay you $10 a night and
all the beer you can drink.

- Now, that is if I take the job.
- Please don't turn us down.

Why, an old boy would be a
fool to turn you down, darling.

Why, you're the prettiest
eyeful I've seen since I left Tulsa.

Then it's a deal?

Yeah. I'll give your
little place a try.

Say, uh, this Saturday night?

Then I'll see you about 8:00.

And I'll see you.

Now, if this works out, we could
have a long term arrangement.

That must've been the
world's longest handshake.

What are you worried about?

I saw the way he was eyeing you.

It was harmless.

I wonder if he would've taken this
job if you hadn't encouraged him.

Of course, he would've.
And I didn't encourage him.

Hope that two-bit
cowboy knows that.

I'm gonna go put that ad Mr. Perkins
suggested in the Rockfish paper.

And while I'm gone, why
don't you cool off a bit?

Don't break my eggs!

Oh, I'm sorry.

What's the matter with Stanley?
He's acting awfully strange lately.

He has been a nervous wreck
ever since he saw those pistols.

Well, that's it. In a minute
I'll have a total for you.

Where are my raisins?
You've forgotten my raisins.

Oh, I'm sorry.

- They're right there!
- Where?

There! What's the
matter with you?

Thank you.

So, how are we doing?

I forgot the raisins.

I wish you'd total up my order,

and then I'll know I'm not paying
for anything else he's forgotten.

I'm sure that's not necessary.

It is, if you want my business.

Uh, Stanley, why don't you take
care of that and I'll finish up here.

Sure, Ike.

- Uh, fill it up for you, Mr. Cuthbert?
- A dollar's worth.

- Check your oil?
- Don't use it.

How about cleaning
your windshield for you?

Nope. Cleaned it once.
Sun got in my eyes.

I see.

- You're all set.
- Thank you.

Help! Help, there's a fire!

Fire!

We'll get it. Don't worry, now.

- I got it, I got it.
- Hurry.

Okay.

Well, that will do her.

- Oh, yeah. Thanks a lot, Mr. Cuthbert.
- Welcome.

Well, I must have
let the gas spill over.

Well, it could
happen to anybody.

No, no, that was carelessness.

- Look, I can't work for you anymore.
- You kidding me!

You got to have
somebody you can rely on.

But I trust you with
the store completely.

No, no, it's too much.

I just can't do it.

Stanley?

Stanley, are you
coming to supper?

They're getting restless. I
wish Johnny would hurry up.

I'll go see what's keeping him.

Oh, my darling Oh, my darling

Wow! Holy smokes!

You sure do make
one gorgeous civilian.

Are you about ready to go on?

It's a big crowd out there
and they're asking for you.

Well, why don't we have
us a little private concert?

Oh, you couldn't
disappoint your fans.

Well, aren't you one of my fans?

Of course, I am. And
I wanna hear you sing.

Out there, now!

Okay.

But, uh, how about
a little good luck kiss?

Everybody is waiting.

They're just gonna have to
wait until I get that good luck kiss.

Luck!

No! Stop!

You dumb hick, look
what you've done!

I'll do it again if you
ever lay a hand on her.

I'm gonna have to go out
there and tell those people

there isn't going to be a show.

Oh, no, you don't. Follow me.

What are you doing?

Do you remember that song we
worked up for the GI show in Paris?

- I'm not sure of the words.
- Who cares? We'll fake it!

May I have your
attention, please?

There's been a change
in tonight's entertainment,

and Johnny Calico...

Well, we're going to
be substituting for him.

- We came to see Johnny.
- We want a real singer.

Now you're getting
two for the price of one!

Yippee yeah, there'll be
no wedding bells for today

I got spurs that
jingle, jangle, jingle

As I go ridin' merrily along

And they sing, "Oh, ain't
you glad you're single"

And that song ain't
so very far from wrong

- Oh, Lily Bell - Oh, Lily Bell

- Oh, Lily Bell - Oh, Lily Bell

Though I may have done some
fooling this is why I never will

I got spurs that
jingle, jangle, jingle

As I go ridin' merrily along

And they sing, "Oh, ain't
you glad you're single"

And that song ain't
so very far from wrong

- Oh, Mary Ann - Oh, Mary Ann

- Oh, Mary Ann - Oh, Mary Ann

Though we done some moonlight
walking this is why I up and went

Why I up and went

I got spurs that
jingle, jangle, jingle

As I go ridin' merrily along

And they sing, "Oh, ain't
you glad you're single"

And that song ain't
so very far from wrong

- Oh, Bessy Lou - Oh, Bessy Lou

- Oh, Bessy Lou - Oh, Bessy Lou

Though we've done a heap of
dreamin' this is why it won't come true

- I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
- I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle

- As I go ridin' merrily along
- As I go ridin' merrily along

And they sing, "Oh, ain't
you glad you're single"

And they sing, "Oh, ain't
you glad you're single"

And that song ain't
so very far from wrong

- So I'll jingle all along
- So I'll jingle all along

Hi, Rose.

Oh, I thought you'd
still be at the Dew Drop.

I have exams to study for.
What are you still doing up?

Oh, there's too many thoughts
stirring up inside of me to sleep.

Mr. Perkins part
of those thoughts?

Oh, Mary Ellen, why do I let
that man tug at my heart so?

He's leaving again.

How come?

He says he's not well.

He's going back
to the institution.

Is that why you asked me
about the Marshall Hospital?

Don't people ever recover
from nervous breakdowns?

It takes time and a
lot of little successes.

It's as though he's
convinced he's gonna fail.

After a person has a
nervous breakdown,

they're bound to have
doubts and confusions.

Even relapses.

That doesn't mean Mr. Perkins
should be hospitalized again.

He's determined to go back.

Elvira's coming in the morning.

If Mr. Perkins
were my boyfriend,

I wouldn't let him just walk away
without putting up a fight for him first.

- Yes?
- I'm Elvira Perkins.

I've come for my brother.

Oh, come on in. He's
eating breakfast right now.

I'm Elizabeth Walton.

Stanley?

Oh!

Oh! Thank goodness you called.

I'm glad you decided to
go back to the hospital.

Well, I didn't
mean to upset you.

I got everything packed.

The car's waiting out front and
the hospital is expecting you.

Oh! Well, I can't leave
till Miss Rose returns.

I couldn't go without
saying goodbye to her.

Of course.

I'll just put your
bag in the car.

Here's Rose.

Thank heavens
you haven't left yet.

Oh, well, I couldn't leave
without seeing you, Miss Rose.

Stanley, we're glad you're here
because we all wanted to say goodbye.

We just came to say goodbye.

We've hardly had a
chance to get acquainted.

I didn't want you to leave
thinking you were a failure here.

You might say this
is our testimonial.

If you hadn't told me to
advertise that cowboy singer,

I'd still be facing bankruptcy.

And that ad about the weenie
roasters was such a success,

I'm thinking of
ordering some more.

You all would have thought
of those ads yourselves.

I'm just sorry I don't have more time
to spend with my real estate business.

I don't see how you
can feel so kindly to me.

Not after all my carelessness.

Well, if you're talking about
the fire, it wasn't carelessness.

Mr. Cuthbert came by this morning
and said there was a leak in his gas tank.

- Then it wasn't my fault?
- Certainly not.

I talked to the people
at the Rockfish Gazette,

about your ad
and how well it did,

and they told me that it
was your creative writing

and your snappy
layout that did it.

And they want me to ask you
if you'd like a job with them.

Well, what do you know?

Sister and I are gonna miss you.

Thank you, dear ladies.

Stanley, this is for you.

I don't know what to say.

Well, if any man deserves
a gold watch, you do.

Well, thank you.

Thank you, all.

We just hope that when
you look at it, you'll think of us.

Unfortunately, we didn't have
a chance to get it engraved.

If you had just
stayed a little longer...

Oh, there, there now,
Miss Rose, don't cry.

The watch might not
be waterproof, you know.

I just don't know how
much better you have to feel

you have to get
at that hospital.

You'll always be
well enough for me.

You've made some
good friends here, Stanley.

Now, we really must hurry.

Well,

I'm not gonna go, Elvira.

I know I was sick, and I
needed that hospital then,

but not now.

If my friends are not gonna
give up on me, why should I?

You sound almost
like the old Stanley.

For the first time in
months, I feel almost like him.

Miss Rose,

I wonder if you'd do me the honor
of going dancing with me tonight?

It's been a long time.

I can't promise I won't
step on your toes.

You just step on
them all you like.

- I'm gonna come to visit you regularly.
- I'll look forward to it.

You're always
welcome here, Elvira.

I'll walk you to the car.

You drive carefully.

Take care.

I will.

Bye-bye.

Mr. Perkins' self-assurance
eventually came back

and he was never to
return to the hospital.

From that day onward, when
Stanley had moments of doubt,

he would always look
at Rose's gold watch

and remember that he
was indeed a success.

Good night, Elizabeth.

Good night, Jason.

Hey, Jason, do you have to pay
Toni for singing at the Dew Drop?

I think when Toni
sings, it's a labor of love.

Ah! Does that mean
you pay her in kisses?

Good night, Elizabeth!

English -SDH