The Waltons (1971–1981): Season 9, Episode 20 - The Lumberjack - full transcript

Good morning.

Remember me? I met you a
couple of days ago at Godsey's store.

Sure. Erin Walton.

Number four in a family of seven,
works for J.D. Pickett, single.

And how did you know all that?

Well, I did some research. I
was hoping I'd see you again.

- You're not listening to me.
- Yes, I am.

You said, uh...

You said you're gonna
be sorry in the morning.

- Does Erin know about this?
- No, but I think it's time she did.

John, I wasn't trying
to hurt her, believe me.



Just straighten it out
fast, or you'll answer to me.

I want you to come home
with me, meet my father.

Well, that seems fair
enough. You've met my family.

And after you do, maybe you'll understand
why I haven't been totally honest with you.

As the memories
of war began to fade,

our lives took on the more
natural rhythms of daily life.

Spring came to the mountain,

and the dogwood and the redbud
blossomed beneath the evergreen pines.

Erin's heart had been
sorely tried by the war,

and for a long time she
carried a secret wound.

When love did come to claim Erin again,
she welcomed it with her usual spirit.

It was the rest of the family
that was left breathless.

- This board's warped.
- Listen, buddy...

Name's Mathews. Paul Mathews.



You got a lot of nerve telling
me how to run my business.

You're selling
unseasoned lumber.

I'm offering you decent wood that
won't curl up and crack on your customers.

Twenty cents a board foot more,
I wouldn't have any customers.

You know, I heard the name
Walton stood for quality work.

I guess I thought that
meant quality thinking, too.

Get outta here, Mathews.

Take your goons with you.

You don't need to get
so huffy here, little man.

Ben, come on, calm down.

Now wait a minute, it's not
worth fighting over, guys.

I'll come back later when
you've had time to think about it.

There's nothing to think about.

Let's go.

- Something funny about that guy.
- You don't see me laughing, do you?

I mean, he looks
familiar. What's his name?

Mathews, Paul Mathews.

Doesn't ring a bell.

Ah, thought he could just
bully me into buying his lumber.

Well, you know, Grandpa always
said he felt like a bear trainer

when these backwoods
guys came into town.

They're rough on the outside,

but if you're patient, they'll
learn to dance for you.

John-Boy, don't start telling
me how to run my business.

I've had enough for one day.

Mr. Godsey, I would like
a word with you, please.

Uh, yes, Corabeth, what is it?

I have just heard that Lou Ann Bunker is
leaving her husband at selling their house.

Oh, how did you find that out?

From an unimpeachable source.

Ah!

You've been listening in
on the party line again, I bet.

Mr. Godsey, I have told you repeatedly
that all is fair in love and real estate.

- What's this then?
- Be careful, this is fragile.

Well, I can read. It's
marked right on the crate.

Well, this is, uh...
It's an investment.

An investment?

Mr. Godsey, I thought it was understood
that I made the investments in this family.

Corabeth, it's just 50
bucks. It'll make us rich.

Fifty dollars?

Why, Mr. Godsey, $50 would buy

a quarter of an acre of prime
real estate in this county.

Now, you owe me an explanation.

Ike. Corabeth.

Erin, your order is
ready. I'll be right back.

Men! I have always felt that

the cornerstone of a relationship
was based on honesty.

That the foundation
was based on trust,

that the bricks and mortar were
based on sharing and communication.

But I fear that once again I
have misjudged Mr. Godsey.

- You and Ike have a fight?
- We're about ready to.

Oh, it's a Geiger counter.

Yes, it's based largely on
the futile search for uranium.

I know. Jim-Bob's been
reading about it for weeks.

Uh-huh, I smell a conspiracy.

It's $1.10, Erin.

All right. Ike Godsey,
your $1.10. There you go.

How have things been with you?

I think I'm going to
enter the convent.

Still suffering from the
dearth of eligible young men?

I thought once the war was over, there
would be plenty to go around for everyone.

Well, the way things are going,

I'd take the first man to
walk through that door.

Forget what I said.

Why don't you watch where you're
going? You might hurt someone.

I'm sorry. I didn't see you.

That's okay. I wasn't
looking where I was going.

- I'm Paul Mathews.
- Erin Walton.

You're a Walton, huh?
I've heard the name.

Mathews. Now where
have I heard that before?

Aren't you gonna introduce
us to the pretty little lady, boss?

Uh, these are the Hurley
brothers. This is Tom, Joe.

You'll have to
excuse their behavior.

We've all been up in the hills a little
too long to remember our manners.

Is there anything we can
do for you, Mr. Mathews?

Yeah. I was wondering if
you had any Cadwaller 59.

I seem to have run
out of pipe tobacco.

Well, we don't normally
handle that expensive a blend,

but next time I'm in Charlottesville,
I'll see if I can pick some up for you.

Yeah, I'd be most
obliged if you did.

Mathews! You bought
the old Larson estate,

and you're in the lumber
business, aren't you?

Yes, I am. News sure does
travel fast around here, doesn't it?

- That's a very nice piece of property.
- And a prime recreation area.

Why, there's a
lumber lease available,

and moderate taxes and
it's right on a county road.

Well, it's not much
of an operation yet,

but I'd be more than happy for you
to stop by and look at it sometime.

All of you.

Well, are you guys
about ready to go?

Goodbye, again.

Bye.

Erin, don't stare like
that. It's not ladylike.

What kind of
tobacco was that, Ike?

Cadwaller 59. Why?

No reason.

I'm afraid Erin has lost
her head to that roughneck.

I'm sure Erin can
take care of herself.

Stay!

- Are you all right, Cindy?
- I am fine, just fine.

Then why are you
yelling at spoons?

I'm not yelling, I'm growling.

What's the matter?

Some guy came down to the
mill today, and Ben's mad at him,

so he's picking on
me. And it's just not fair.

Well, listen, when you're
finished with the silverware,

I got some math homework
you can take it out on.

Thanks a lot, Elizabeth.

Erin, at least you could
stay out of my line of fire.

Erin?

Uh-oh, I've seen
that look before.

I think you should
tell us about it.

I just met the most
beautiful man in the world.

He's tall and
handsome and gentle.

Slow down.

And his hair is the
color of autumn leaves.

Who is he? Where does he
come from? What's his name?

I'm not gonna say a word
because I saw him first.

Are you sure he's real?

I don't know, but
I'm going to find out.

Good morning, Paul. I just was
out on a ride, so I thought I'd stop by.

Okay, let me think
of something else.

Umm. I've got it.

My father sent my brother Ben
some tobacco, but he doesn't smoke,

and it just happened to be
your brand, so I thought...

Oh, that's no good.

Hmm.

I know. How's this?

I'm a member of the Walton
Mountain Welcoming Committee.

On behalf of our business
community, I'd like to...

Oh, shut up.

- Hi.
- Good morning.

Remember me? I met you a
couple of days ago at Godsey's store.

Sure. Erin Walton.

Number four in a family of seven,
works for J.D. Pickett, single.

And how do you know all that?

Well, I did some research. I
was hoping I'd see you again.

It's quiet up here.
Where are your friends?

In town. Taking the day off.

Well, I brought you a present.

Cadwaller 59, fresh
from Charlottesville.

- You didn't have to do that.
- I know, but I did.

I had to go into Charlottesville this
week anyway, so it was no problem, really.

Thank you.

Now tell me, are you ever
going to get down off that horse?

Is that coffee I smell?

Mm-hmm. Lumberjack style.

- Care for a cup?
- Thought you'd never ask.

I like living up
here. It's peaceful.

I take only what I need,
give back whatever I can.

Nobody loses that way.

My Daddy and Grandpa used to
talk about these woods that way.

Words were a little different
but the feeling was the same.

- They used to?
- My Grandpa's buried up here.

My Dad is with my Mom in Arizona.
She's sick and needs the desert sun.

Your family's lumber operation
goes back three generations?

More than that.

Yeah, mine, too.

You're from a
family of woodsmen?

I really do love these hills.

These woods.

In a lot of ways, I'm more at home
with nature than I am with people.

I guess I wanna be known as
a kind of a Johnny Appleseed.

Remembered for the trees I
planted, instead of the ones I cut down.

- Were you laughing at me?
- No.

I guess I'm just
a little nervous.

And I feel a little foolish about the
way I burst in on you this morning.

Oh, I'm glad you did.

We can be foolish
together if you like.

Corabeth.

Mr. Godsey.

Aren't you gonna say anything?

You look ridiculous.
Tie those earflaps up.

Well, I'm not gonna get into an
argument with you. And I'm going.

Bon voyage.

And you are not
gonna stop me, either.

- Hey, Corabeth.
- Hey, Jim-Bob.

You all ready to go, Ike?

Yeah. I'll be ready in a
couple of minutes, I guess.

What's all this stuff for? We're
only gonna be gone a few days.

Not much. Just your
standard camping stuff.

I got the tent and the sleeping
bag and the two compasses

and the long johns and the socks and,
of course, the dozen cans of lima beans.

Yeah, I get the picture.

Yeah, well, why don't you get
everything out to the car, huh?

Sure, but don't expect me to help you
carry all this junk once we get up there.

I guess I better get going.

Uh... You take care
of the store, huh?

And if you need anything,
you just ask Jodie to come over.

Aren't you gonna say goodbye?

Aren't you gonna try to
talk me out of it. Anything?

Mr. Godsey, I have never been
one to stand in the way of a person

who is determined to make
a jackass out of himself.

Well, I've never heard
you talk like that before.

Well, don't stand there gaping.
I know exactly what is going on.

You and James Robert are taking
that ridiculous gadget out into the woods.

Well, now there is nothing ridiculous
about this piece of scientific equipment.

You're going to walk
around pointing at the ground

in the hopes of
finding radioactive gold.

All you will find are
bears and mosquitoes.

There is nothing vaguely
radioactive south of the Arctic Ocean.

Well, that just shows
you what you don't know,

because there is all
sorts of uranium out there

just laying and waiting for two
guys like Jim-Bob and I to go find it.

And I am gonna go get rich.

What you are going to be is
hungry, lonely, tired and cold

and hopelessly lost.

I want you to remember,
I'm doing this for you.

Oh, Mr. Godsey,
you forgot something.

A Geiger counter may lead you to riches,
but it can never open a can of lima beans.

Thanks.

Okay, jump.

I'm exhausted.

It wasn't my idea to climb all
the way to the top of the mountain.

But aren't you glad we did? I
mean, have you ever been any place

where you can see three
counties from the same spot?

Nope.

I've never seen a girl with so
many pine needles in her hair, either.

Or with such beautiful hair.

You know, I probably
should have worn a hat today.

Rose always tells me that I should
wear a hat when I'm out in the sun.

It makes me freckle.
The sun, not the hat.

I used to have a lot of
them when I was little.

Freckles, not hats. I have a lot of hats,
too, and I probably should have worn one.

I'll probably be
sorry in the morning.

- You're not listening to me.
- Yes, I am.

You said, uh...

You said you're gonna
be sorry in the morning.

This is a cozy scene.

- Where is everybody?
- Mostly at church.

Erin slept late. She was
out pretty late last night.

Who's this mysterious
guest she's invited for dinner?

I don't know, but I sure hope he
doesn't mind lumps in his gravy.

- Hey, don't do that.
- This needs salt.

Here. You mash
for a while. I'll get it.

I'll be glad when Rose gets
back from her honeymoon.

Afternoon,

Ben.

If those are for me,
you can just forget it.

Whoa!

That's no way to
treat a dinner guest.

It's been a lovely dinner.
I wanna thank you ladies.

Don't thank us. Ben and
Jason did most of the work.

My compliments.

We aim to please.

Look, I hate to bring
business to the table, but, uh,

I wanna apologize for the other day,
Ben. I didn't mean to be arrogant with you.

Apology accepted. Still
doesn't mean I agree with you.

- He wants me to buy his lumber.
- And he doesn't wanna pay my prices.

Well, so now you negotiate.
That's common business practice.

With inflation and shortages, I'm
cutting corners just to stay afloat now.

Maybe I'm old fashioned, Ben, but I charge
more because I only cut mature trees.

Sure it's more expensive, but the forests
aren't destroyed in the process, either.

With your prices, I'd be out
of business in nothing flat.

And your customers will be in
Richmond, buying from Northridge Lumber,

where they'll get
wood, not arguments.

If I have my way, I'll put
Northridge out of business.

I'll run them into the
ground selling quality lumber.

Can't argue with success.

Northridge is one of the
biggest operations in the state.

It's made Wesley
Northridge a millionaire.

Yeah.

He'll destroy himself if he doesn't
stop stripping away whole mountains.

You're spending too much
time alone in the woods.

"I am no more lonely than the
loon in the pond that laughs so loud."

"Or than Walden Pond itself."

Were you ever a
student at Boatwright?

No. Why do you ask?

I'm not sure. I just have the
feeling I know you from somewhere.

I have one of those faces.

People are always mistaking
me for somebody else.

I hate to break this up, but what
about that walk you promised me?

Coming right up.

- Thanks again.
- You're welcome.

- Goodbye.
- Bye-bye.

I like him a whole lot better when
he's not jumping down my throat

about my own business.

Well, Erin likes him.

I like his ideas on
conserving the forests.

Don't you start in on me.

Daddy and Grandpa would
have paid a premium to buy

from someone who
cares about these woods.

And Daddy would have sold
the rest of the co-op on the idea.

If you all promise not to say
another word about this Paul Mathews,

I'll help do the dishes.

Hey, Ike, what are you doing?

- What?
- What are you doing?

Oh! I'm checking the compass. I
wanna make sure we don't get lost.

Why don't you leave a
trail of bread crumbs?

And have the birds
eat them up? Not me.

Hey, come on, look, Ike, I
know every inch of this mountain.

There's no way
we're gonna get lost.

Professional prospectors
don't leave anything to chance.

Look, I promise you we'll
get back to camp, okay?

Well, okay.

- Jim-Bob!
- Something the matter, Ike?

I hear something, it's right here.
Come here. Look at that dial go!

Turn around in here.
There! Dig there!

Uh, it's just an old watch.
It's got a radium dial on it.

Well, at least we know this thing
works. It's a step in the right direction.

Hey, look, Ike, it's
been a long day,

you don't mind if we go
back to camp now, do you?

Yeah, I suppose we should.

That way we'll be fresh
for the big strike, huh?

According to my calculations, camp
should be right off in that direction.

Hey, Ike, where're you
going? Camp's over this way.

So, exactly how long
have we known each other?

Uh, let's see.

From the first minute you threw
yourself at me in Godsey's store until now,

that's, uh, six
days, 14 hours and

twenty-six minutes
and 55 seconds.

'Course, that's only an
estimate, you realize.

Oh, well, it seems like it's been
longer than that. At least a week.

In all that time, I haven't
once taken you to a movie.

Or bought me a chocolate malt.

Or called you on the telephone.

Or told me anything
about yourself.

All right, what do you want to
know? That I think you're beautiful?

And that I've never
felt like this before?

No, I want to know about you, where
you come from, and who you are.

- Sorry if I'm intruding.
- You're out late.

I'm glad you're here, Paul.

I've been doing a lot of
thinking about what you said.

I talked to the other
members of the co-op.

We care about this
forest as much as you do.

And our reputations.

And we're willing to risk losing some
of our customers to keep the quality up.

It's a little rough,
but it's all there.

We can work out the
details in the morning.

Is this a contract?

On your terms
and at your prices.

What changed your mind?

We really haven't been happy
with the lumber we've gotten lately.

Just thought we were stuck
with it because of the costs.

You won't be sorry, Ben.

It'll pay off for you in the
long run, I promise you that.

It better.

- I'll leave you two alone. Good night.
- Good night, Ben.

I don't believe it!

I gotta get some sleep.
I got a big day tomorrow.

Oh, Erin Walton, I
knew you'd bring me luck.

Just don't forget me when
you're rich and important.

Are you kidding? I'm
never gonna forget you.

I hope not.

Erin, could we talk?

No, it's late,
John-Boy, and I'm tired.

It's about Paul.

I know. Isn't he wonderful?

Listen, I don't wanna butt in.

Why do people always say
that when they're just about to?

Has he told you
anything about his family?

- Why are you so curious?
- I'm just concerned about you.

Don't be, John-Boy.
I'm doing fine on my own.

Hey, Jim-Bob, let's
rest a little bit, huh?

Hey, Ike, listen to this!

- I don't want another watch, thank you.
- This isn't a watch.

Hand me that sample bag. I
think we got something here.

You're kidding.

Let me listen.

Jim-Bob, I think you're right.

Let's get a sample, huh?

We've got to get this into
Rockfish to the Assayers.

Jim-Bob, I knew
we'd do it. I knew it!

- Good morning.
- John!

Another five minutes
and you'd have missed us.

We've got a lot of
important cutting to do today.

Yeah, Ben told me
about the contract.

I hope he hasn't
changed his mind on me.

You recognize that?

Why don't you guys go on
ahead? I'll catch up with you.

Where did you get this?

It's a back issue of Stars and
Stripes. I was on the staff in Paris.

That's where I
must have seen you.

- Does Erin know about this?
- No, but I think it's time she did.

John, I wasn't trying
to hurt her, believe me.

Just straighten it out
fast, or you'll answer to me.

Corabeth?

Corabeth, where are you?

- Good morning.
- Corabeth, guess what?

I have business to attend to, Mr. Godsey,
and I suggest that you do the same.

Now remove all this
gear from the premises.

And clean yourself up. That
is if you are intending to stay.

Corabeth!

Corabeth!

Corabeth, you listen to me!

Mr. Godsey, please.

I would prefer not to discuss our
domestic difficulties with the world.

Well, I don't care if the
whole world does hear us!

We're gonna be rich! I want
everybody to hear it. Look at that!

Mr. Godsey, I am late
for an appointment.

Now, could we discuss
your dirt collection later?

No! You hold on to this.

If you won't listen to me, I want
you to listen to something else.

Here, put those over your ears.

I mean it, go ahead. You'll
see what I'm talking about.

Here, I'll hold it right in
there and push the button.

Now, you listen.

There!

Whatever is in there,
Corabeth, is radioactive.

And I'm gonna take these samples
into the Assayer's office in the morning,

and what he's gonna tell us is
gonna bring about a big change.

That is what you
wanted, isn't it?

You're late. I thought you
were going to stand me up.

There's something I
have to tell you, Erin.

I've been looking for
the right words all day.

Is something wrong?

Erin, I've fallen
in love with you.

Is that all? You scared me.

Wait.

And there's a lot you
don't know about me.

And a lot you don't
seem to wanna talk about.

I want you to come home
with me, meet my father.

Well, that seems fair
enough, you've met my family.

And after you do, maybe you'll understand
why I haven't been totally honest with you.

What do you mean?

Don't be afraid.

If we truly love each other,
everything's gonna be all right.

Yes. Uh-huh. All right.

Bye.

You're going with me?

Well, Mr. Godsey, if you're
going to the Assayer's office,

of course, I'm going with you.

If you are determined to make a
fool of yourself, I shall oversee it.

- You're too good to me.
- We are in this together, Mr. Godsey.

Oh, yes! And you can take me
to that lovely little French cafe.

- The one that just opened.
- It's awfully expensive, isn't it?

I thought money was no object.

Are we having a fire sale?

No, we're trying to decide
what we're going to wear.

Well, what's the matter
with what you have on?

I don't know. Maybe
Mr. Mathews wouldn't approve.

The way you look in that
outfit, Mr. Mathews will love you.

It's Mrs. Mathews
I'd worry about.

Paul's mother is dead. Maybe I
should wear something simple.

What sort of man
is Paul's father?

I don't know.

Until last night, I didn't know
whether he was dead or alive.

Where does he live?

I don't know that, either.

There are a lot of things about
Paul that I don't know. It scares me.

You only met him a week ago.

I keep thinking about Ashley.

He came and swept me off my
feet, and he left me just as fast.

It happens to the best of us.

I haven't heard from
Jonesy in two weeks.

I have this terrible fear I'm
going to end up like Miss Emily.

With this dream of a kiss
and no man to stand behind it.

That's exactly what's
going to happen,

if you don't quit acting
silly and get ready!

Paul.

- Paul.
- What?

So where are we?

This is all Northridge Lumber
property. As far as the eye can see.

It kind of makes Walton's
Mountain look small.

How much further?

I live about a half
an hour up the road.

I have butterflies
in my stomach.

So do I.

Well, it's your father we're going to
see. Why should you be nervous?

That's a complicated question.

You'll find out soon enough.

Come in.

- Mr. Franklin?
- Have a seat. I'll be right with you.

The clerk outside
told us to see you!

Confound these things!

Every Tom, Dick and Harry wants to
make millions on uranium these days.

If those magazines would
stop publishing articles on

how to strike it rich
in the atomic age

it would make my life a lot
simpler, I can tell you that!

I'm Ike Godsey and
this is my wife, Corabeth.

Every fool with $200 to waste is
out there with a Geiger counter.

How much?

Now, what can I
do for you folks?

I believe I have found uranium.

Mr. Godsey, is it?

The government has been over
every square inch of this land looking...

But the government has not been over
every square inch of Walton's Mountain.

If it had, we would
have known about it.

Mr. Godsey, Mrs. Godsey,

I am a very busy man.

Well, you're going to be a lot busier.
We are taxpaying, hardworking citizens.

Now, we want you to
take this sample bag...

and do your job!

Corabeth, please.

Come, Mr. Godsey.

We are going to lunch,
and then we are going home.

Now, we expect to hear from you
regarding the results, Mr. Franklin.

Corabeth, what's come over you?
First you're all over me and now him.

Mr. Godsey, I am your wife. I
have a right to give you a hard time.

Public servants do not!

This is it.

What is this place?

Home. This is where I grew up.

It's also time you knew
my real name, Erin.

It's Northridge.

Paul Mathews Northridge.

- As in Northridge Lumber?
- Yeah.

Erin, I couldn't do business
on my own as a Northridge.

Just please don't hold
that against me. Come on.

Paul, I was so happy
to hear you were coming.

It's good to see you, too, Roxie.
This is my friend, Erin Walton.

Let me take your
things, Miss Walton.

I called. I believe my
father's expecting me.

Oh, he's upstairs, Paul.

Why don't you wait in the library
while I go tell him that you're here?

Roxie, what is that jalopy doing out
front? I told the gardener to park it...

Erin, this my father, Wesley
Northridge. Dad, this is Erin Walton.

- How do you do?
- Mr. Northridge.

You might have told me that the guest
you were bringing was a young woman.

It's nice to see you too, sir.

I didn't kill the fatted calf,
if that's what you expected.

I knew when you walked
out of here that you'd be back.

Dad, could we go
into that later, please?

Of course. Show Miss Walton
around and I'll see you at lunch.

Now you've seen him.
What do you think?

- Is he always like that?
- No.

Sometimes he's worse.

I never thought I'd miss
the OPA's price freezing.

The thaw has certainly set in.

Things are going up so
fast, I can hardly keep track.

Corabeth, would you scratch my
back here? I can't seem to reach it.

No, little lower. Little higher.

Every time I sell
something, I either have to

- look it up or add ten percent.
- Down, just a little bit.

There, that's it. Oh, yeah!

- What on earth's the matter with you?
- I don't know but don't stop.

Ever since I've been out in
the woods, I've had this scratch.

The chiggers, ticks,
sand fleas... Mr. Franklin!

Mr. Godsey, Mrs. Godsey,
please excuse the intrusion.

I analyzed your sample right after
you left. I must see your site immediately.

- You mean you think we found something?
- You sure did.

Yahoo! I gotta go tell my partner.
He's over at the garage across the street.

Corabeth, take
care of the store.

Oh, no, Mr. Godsey, I'm going
with you. We are in this together.

Well, then you'll have to
tramp around in the woods

with all the chiggers,
ticks and fleas and dirt.

Mr. Godsey, we already
have the wee beasties.

And I loathe dirt. But I
could learn to love uranium!

Thank you, Roxie.

You've put on some weight, son.

A little. It's mostly muscle.
I've been working outside a lot.

Too bad. The big decisions
are made on the inside.

You should've seen this guy
when he went away to Yale.

He was the tallest, skinniest,
beanpole you can imagine.

Well, he looks fine to
me just the way he is.

I really didn't want to go to Yale. I
wanted to go to a Forestry school.

Yale is my alma mater. I had to
pull a lot of strings to get him in.

Kind of like the strings you
had to pull to get me a desk job

in the army, instead
of seeing some action.

Came out of the war
in one piece, didn't you?

I came out determined that you
weren't going to run my life anymore.

I still feel that way.

I thought you came
up here to talk business.

I also said there was
someone I wanted you to meet.

Someone very important to me.

All right. Miss Walton, let's
talk about you for a while.

- Hey, I've hit something.
- Easy.

What is that? FRANKLIN:
Easy, easy. Easy, let me do it.

Let me do it.

What is it?

Those are chemical
storage vials.

S.A.C. Laboratory.

That stands for Southeast
Advanced Chemicals.

The laboratory isn't
too far from here.

What's this stuff
doing out here?

They manufacture a number of chemicals,
including radium for watch dials.

You've located a sizeable quantity
of radioactive waste products.

Do you mean to tell me we've
trudged all the way out here

only to discover waste products?

I warned that outfit about dumping
waste material without checking with us.

This isn't the first
time it's happened.

And this is enough to
set off a Geiger counter?

Any radiation will do
it. Even a watch dial.

I wanna thank you
two for finding this.

It ought to give me enough evidence
to shut that place down once and for all.

Mr. Franklin, I'm afraid this
is a case of mistaken identity.

- There is no uranium?
- No, ma'am.

In the whole state of Virginia
so far, there's been no uranium.

And if there was, it would
be in a rock, not in the dirt.

I'm sorry, Corabeth.

But finding this is
truly a public service.

It could cause real problems
if it got into our water supply.

Believe me, Mr. Franklin, it
has caused real problems.

Mr. Godsey, I'll
see you in the car.

Walton's Mountain, yes, I've heard
of it. There's good timber over there.

But I don't think we've ever done
business with your family's little mill.

Well, it's actually
not that little.

My father set up a co-op with most of
the local dealers and it's quite effective.

- Really?
- My father finds it hard to believe

that it's possible to cooperate
with your competitors.

And my son thinks
that I'm a despot

who rules my empire by
means of intrigue and treachery.

I've never heard him say that.

Did he tell you that I had offered him a
vice presidency at Northridge Lumber,

in spite of his crazy ideas about
conservation that would ruin us?

They may set you back
a little at first, I admit that.

But you'll be stronger in the long
run for respecting your resources.

You see what I've been
putting up with for all this time?

Try to talk some sense to him. You're
a woman. Maybe he'll listen to you.

Excuse me, could you
pass the cream, please?

I left Northridge and
changed my name

so I could prove my theories on my
own, without interference from you.

And I came here to
tell you that I've signed

a contract with the
co-op Ben Walton runs.

And I'm going to make it
work the way I believe in.

Paul, could you please
pass me the sugar?

It's only a start, I know, but
it's business you'll never get

- unless you're willing to meet my terms.
- I don't believe it!

Now you sound like
you're making me an offer!

We can do business together.

With Northridge putting my
methods to use on a large scale.

You say you've always wanted
me in the company, right?

Well, here I am. And I've proved
there's a market for my kind of thinking.

With a two-bit outfit that does
business with a bunch of hillbillies!

Now, wait a minute!

I am on my way to
bigger and better things.

And I'll do it with
you or without you!

And you'll do it without me!

I don't want to have anything
to do with either one of you.

Miss Walton!

Mr. Northridge, you talk
loud and you talk too much!

What did you say?

I'm sure that you
heard me. Paul is right.

You're a domineering,
insensitive, pompous man.

And you'll be very happy
to know that your son

is following very
closely in your footsteps!

- Wait a minute, Erin.
- No, Paul, it's too late.

I came up here with
the mistaken idea that

you wanted me to meet your
father because we were in love.

You're in love, with proving
that you're better than he is.

And I'm just an excuse for you
to come up here and see him.

And it so happens that my
brother owns a lumber co-op

- that you can wave in front of his face.
- That is not true, Erin.

Well, that's the
way it seems so far.

I'm going back to the mountain,

where people may
have their differences,

but they don't let what they think
come in front of what they feel.

Erin, wait a minute.

Don't try and stop me,
Paul, I don't like it here.

Miss Walton.

Wait a minute, will you?

Erin, who won't listen now?

Thanks for lunch, Paul.

Coming.

Corabeth! Hi, come on in.

Listen, everyone, I
bring important news!

- James Robert and Mr. Godsey are heroes.
- What're you talking about, Corabeth?

It says right here in the
Charlottesville paper.

- It was delivered while we were at church.
- Now, listen.

"Jefferson County
Men Serve Community.

"Harold B. Franklin, Government
Assayer, advised yesterday that

"James Robert Walton and
Isaac Godsey of Walton's Mountain

"were instrumental in locating the
illegal disposal of radioactive waste

"in the foothills
above Rockfish.

"Their discovery could very well have
prevented pollution of local streams

"and harmful exposure to
anyone finding the buried material."

Isn't that remarkable?

- That's great!
- Terrific!

Mr. Godsey, I
think with your civic

mindedness, you could
run for public office.

And Jason, you could
be his campaign manager.

Oh, come on, Corabeth,
it isn't that big a deal.

Oh? It says right here that you are
to be congratulated by the governor!

Why, Mr. Godsey, with your
notoriety, you could go far.

You can always run
for dog catcher, Ike.

Let me see that, Corabeth.
Maybe I'll run for Sheriff.

He said he didn't wanna hurt
you, but it looks like he did.

Well, if that's the way that Paul is,
then I don't wanna see him anymore.

Oh, John-Boy, he just
changed. I didn't even know him.

I guess somebody with that kind
of background has a lot to live down.

I don't believe it.

What now?

- Hey, look at that limousine!
- Oh, and a chauffeur!

Oh, my goodness, you don't
suppose that's the governor!

Looks like Paul Mathews
Northridge is no longer incognito.

Hi, come on in. Hi, Paul.

This is the Walton family, Dad.

This is Mr. and Mrs. Godsey. They
have the general store here in town.

How do you do? It's a
great pleasure to see you, sir.

How do you do?

We handle your
toothpicks at our mercantile.

I'm glad to hear that. We even
sell the splinters at Northridge.

Erin.

We're here to apologize. We
were both very rude to you.

And I wouldn't really blame you
if you want to throw us both out.

But before you do
that, young lady,

I want to thank you for making
us take a good look at ourselves.

You mean you heard what I said?

I did, from the time you said,

"You talk loud and
you talk too much."

Paul's mother used to
say that to me on occasion.

She was the only one
who could get away with it,

until you came along.

I like you, Erin Walton.

And if this young idiot
doesn't do something

to keep you from getting away
again, he's not as smart as I think he is.

Dad, I think I can
handle this part myself.

Erin,

will you give me a chance
to make things right again?

Oh.

Romance for Erin always seemed
to take her along a rocky road.

But the rough beginning
with Paul Northridge

hopefully indicated
a smooth ending.

Only time would tell if their
relationship would endure.

Erin, do the Northridges
really live in a mansion?

Yes, Elizabeth.

Do they have cars and
horses and a swimming pool?

All those, Elizabeth.

Will you still talk to us
when you're in high society?

I won't talk to you tomorrow unless
you let me get some sleep tonight.

You see? Already
you're stuck up.

Good night, Elizabeth.

English -SDH