All language subtitles for The Waltons s05e02 The Vigil.eng

Now, stop that, you hear?
Stop that!

Are you alright, Grandma?

No, it's serious, John-Boy. It's
happening all over the country.

Rural doctors moving to the
cities just to make a living.

John-Boy?

Is Grandma gonna die?

Oh, Livie,

I...I just can't go
on without her.

I remember so well

the carefully designated
crossroads of my life.

The points where one could stop

and thoughtfully consider
which road to take.

But there were those
other particles of time

in which decisions
were made more quickly.

And in one snap judgment

irrevocable forces
were set into motion.

I especially recall such a time
affecting my grandmother

and my sister Mary Ellen.

The chickens take the pan
away from you, Grandma?

I dropped it.

Something wrong, Grandma?

No, I...

Just hand me the pan.

You got sweat on your forehead.
You know that?

Just go on back
to your chores. Go on.

What in heaven's name?

Grandma, what's going on here?

Put that on the back porch.

What are you doing?

Something wrong?

Grandma, what's wrong?

I can't get my work done for
being asked what's wrong.

But these are all clean.

I say they need scouring.

If you've something else to say,
I'd listen.

Put that on the back porch.

Oh, I'm sorry!
Sorry about that, Doc.

You're doing pretty well
on that cane, John-Boy.

A lot better than
I'd do on a motorcycle.

You ought to stay off
of those things.

I fully intend to from now on.

You were asking
me something?

I wanna be able to quote you
on this, Doc, and...

I was wondering
if I could say

that you were giving it some
consideration about moving away.

Yes, I'd say that's
a fair statement.

As a matter of fact, I'm going
to Charlottesville today.

And if the offer I've had there

looks as good as it sounded on
the phone, then I'll take it.

Then we'll leave just as soon
as we can get packed.

You sound mighty anxious
about that, ma'am.

Yes, well, I'm not sure
"anxious" is the word.

I just can't afford to stay,
John-Boy, it comes down to that.

It's a common problem
in rural areas today.

Times are hard and the doctors
are the last ones to be paid.

If they get paid at all.

This is what they give us
instead of money!

Now how do we pay
our taxes with a ham?

Or how do we have the roof fixed
for eggs and watermelon pickles?

Well, don't worry
about the roof.

John Boy, Len Porter paid for
his son's tonsils with shingles!

That's right.
Laugh about it.

Ma'am, hey, I'm...
Hey, I'm sorry about that, Doc.

-I didn't mean to laugh.
-No. No, no, John-Boy.

I started it. I started it.

Well...

I don't know, maybe...

Maybe people just
think about doctors

the way they think
about preachers.

As if medicine were a calling?

Yeah, they gotta eat
what people bring 'em.

Gotta dress out
of the poor barrels,

gotta be kind, gotta be patient,

gotta be available all hours
of the day and the night.

Thank God for their
many blessings.

I don't know, I guess
that's true enough.

I wanted more than anything
to become a country doctor.

Well, you got your wish.

Don't tell me you wanna
give it all up now.

No, it's serious, John-Boy. It's
happening all over the country.

Rural doctors moving to the
cities just to make a living.

Here, read those.

Can I hold onto these
for a while?

Yes, and someplace over here is
a copy of the Hippocratic oath.

A stirring document, written
some 400 years before Christ.

If you can find it
and show me any place

where it says that the physician
is more or less than human,

then I'd cheerfully give you
a dozen eggs, some quince jelly

and a shingle.

Now, Erin, this is
the switchboard.

Looks complicated.

-It is. But you'll learn it.
-I hope so.

Now, these are your
trunk lines along here.

Never give a busy signal unless
all these lines are in use.

How do I know?

The red light, the line is busy.

Yellow light, the line is open.

Red, busy. Yellow, open.

Now, these are your
ringing switches.

When you've plugged in
the number being called,

push the switch forward,
then release.

Forward and release,
until the number answers.

Well, what if they don't answer?

Well, never give less than six
rings before giving up.

A subscriber may be out of doors
or occupied in another room.

Six rings.

Remain calm and cool
at all times.

I do hope you're not excitable.

Am I?

Oh, no, I wouldn't say so,
honey, no.

Never forget, Erin,
this is the very nerve center

of Jefferson County.

Yes, ma'am.

Now, are you ready, child?

Now then, get me Len Bookings.

Head of the Volunteer Fire
Department.

-Someone answered.
-Tell him your business.

Hello, this is... Well, you
don't know me.

No, no, no, there isn't a fire.
I just...

No, my goodness, no.

Len?

Fanny Tatum here.

Just my new assistant
practicing on the switchboard.

Tarnation, Fanny!
You gone plumb out of your mind?

Now, Len! Shall we watch
our language?

Enough!

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault,
honey.

Maybe you shouldn't practice

with the head of the Volunteer
Fire Department.

I take full responsibility
for that.

It's the pressures of things
here Mr. Walton.

It's been building.

I do need Erin to help me.

You think you can handle it,
honey?

Your number, please?
Thank you.

After school,
and half-day on Saturday.

That's not too much to ask.

I've coped with the pressures
of this job for...

Miss Fanny. They've answered.

Your number, please?

Grandma, if you would
read these articles here,

you'd understand,
it's happening all over.

Doctors don't leave
because they're inhuman,

they leave 'cause they can't
afford to stay.

-Well, then, let them go.
-Let me see.

Grandma, Doc Vance
is gonna leave.

And if he does, this whole area
is gonna be in a fix for sure.

It's not fair to expect doctors
to work for nothing.

People nowadays are working for
nothing or next to nothing.

That don't make it right,
but we owe them respect.

You can't eat respect, Pa.

Know what they're sending him?

Food, shingles for his roof...

Well, then he gets paid.

Grandma, he can't pay his bills
with that stuff. He needs money.

Oh, good Lord. I've had my fill
of this kind of talk.

What would you like
to talk about, Ma?

Something that's got nothing
to do with doctors or sickness

or unpleasant things.

I don't think that's
too tall an order, Grandma.

Oh, Esther. Compose yourself
and we'll talk about you.

Don't mollycoddle me.

I'll tell you this, if you work
hard and mind your own business,

then you've got no
time to get sick

and you won't need
any doctoring!

She does seem
to be off her feed.

I think it's a little more
than that, Grandpa.

This stuff sure goes way back.

Well, Hippocrates lived
in the 4th century BC,

and most of this stuff
is from that period.

Listen to this,
it doesn't even sound English.

"I swear by Apollo Physician,
by Asclepius,

"by Health, by Panacea..."

That's it, that's what I'm
looking for. Hippocratic oath.

"I swear by..."

"...making them my witnesses
that I will carry out,

"according to my ability
and judgment, this oath."

What do you need with that?

I'm gonna use this
in my editorial.

I just don't see how Doc Vance
can pick up and leave.

I don't think
he wants to leave.

He's gotta make a living,
Mary Ellen.

But there's such a need
for doctors and nurses.

You know something,
you must know somebody.

Some young doctor
at the university.

That's got to be the
answer for this.

Some young man who's not
attached, no family

just starting out.

David Spencer. He's an intern at
the University Medical School.

He came to mind pretty quick,
didn't he?

He's got a way of doing that.

Yeah?

You know, when I finish up here,
I'd like to be a country doctor.

Out in the backwoods somewhere.

Well, that could turn out
to be Walton's Mountain.

Especially if Dr. Vance leaves.

You're going to take notes?

Yeah, if you say something
I wanna write down.

John-Boy's got a newspaper,
The Blue Ridge Chronicle.

We like to take a stand on
certain things,

such as Doc Vance leaving,

the fact that most people don't
pay doctors for their services,

and of course, we'd like to
encourage some young doctors

to come out and work
in the area.

You have that many people?

We've got all ages, all sizes
and all ailments.

Somebody's always sick.

If we ever had any kind
of an epidemic

I don't know what we'd do.

We're about to have one here if
things keep going at the rate

they've been progressing.

-Really?
-What is it?

It's a strain of intestinal flu.

Some aggravated cases
have had to be hospitalized.

-Don't quote me on that.
-Why not?

The Public Health Officer
has to issue all statements

about epidemics.
If that's what this is.

Well, I'd sure like
to touch on it.

You think maybe I could
mention the symptoms?

What are the symptoms?

A very sore intestinal tract,

some sharp abdominal pains,
fever.

Cramps, nausea,
marked loss of appetite.

Sounds like you two could open
up a clinic on your own.

You know,
what I would really like

would be a chance
to work with a man

like your Dr. Vance
for a while.

You know, watch him,
learn from him.

Go his rounds with him,
get to know the people.

It would be a great experience.

It's like extra schooling. You
can't buy experience like that.

I'm glad you feel that way,
because the way things stand

you certainly couldn't
afford to pay for it.

Here you go, catch!

Now, stop that, you hear?
Stop that!

Ben! Ben, here!

Ben!

Grandma? Are you alright,
Grandma?

I told you not
to throw that ball.

I'm sorry, Grandma.

It's alright, Ben.
Don't fret.

Are you sick?

I'm glad you're here,
Mary Ellen.

You been having those pains
long, Grandma?

Is it kind
of a sharp pain in here,

and then kind
of sore all around?

And a fever. We gotta
get you to bed.

Do you know what it is,
Mary Ellen? Can you tell?

It's intestinal flu.

It's all over Charlottesville.

Now, come on,
let's put you to bed.

-Come on.
-No need to make such a fuss.

When the nurse says,
"Go to bed" that's where you go.

Come on, Grandma.

You okay, Grandma?

Elizabeth, no visitors.

Let her stay.

Grandma, what you've got
could be catching.

I don't want Elizabeth
coming down with it, too.

Yeah, but they're in here.

Elizabeth, out.

You don't seem quite so hot.
That's a good sign.

It is better.

Esther always feels better
when I'm near at hand.

Mighty handy,
growing your own nurse.

There's nothing to worry about.

I know if you keep that heating
pad on your stomach,

you'll be fine by tomorrow.

-How's it look?
-It looks great, just great.

Stands out on the page,
just like I thought it would.

Go on, read it.

Really want to?

Yeah, read it.

Okay.

"Dry-cleaning special. Ladies'
silk dresses, 50 cents..."

Not that. Read the editorial.

I'm not interested in that.

Why not?

I'm interested in the stuff that
pays for editorials. Here.

Yeah, not bad at all.

Dr. Vance's pledge to you.
You see that?

See, what I did was

I put the Hippocratic oath
at the top there, see?

And then down below, I composed
up a little something of my own.

I called it "The Patient's
Pledge to His Doctor."

It says, "I..."
You want me to read it?

Sure.

It says, "I fully recognize the
financial needs of my doctor,

"that his costs of living
are the same as mine,

"and in return for
his dedicated services,

"I promise to pay as promptly as
possible for those services,

"not in butter,
eggs and pickles,

"but in the cash
that he requires

"to sustain himself
and his family ."

How's that?

Well, I like this better.

What?

"Pimento cheese sandwich
and a Green River,

"here at Cookson's Drug Store
in Rockfish."

Ben, some more paper, please.

I'm already late, John-Boy.

Just hold your horses.

John-Boy. Never knew you
to deliver the paper before.

Well, I've never been so anxious
for the Doc to see it before.

Is he back from
Charlottesville yet?

No, I...

I was expecting a letter
from somewhere today.

Somewhere?
Where's somewhere?

Fredericksburg,
Richmond.

He's looking into
other situations.

Oh.

You want me to keep
this for him?

I'd appreciate it.

Ma'am, it really sounds
like you're planning on leaving.

Well, we have to do something.

Hurry up, John-Boy!

Eunice, you'll have to tell your
mother I've been delayed.

I'm breaking in a girl to help
me, and she's late.

That little Walton girl, Erin.

She had to be here
at 4:00...

I'm sorry, Miss Fanny.

She just walked in, Eunice.
I'll be there directly.

I know I'm late.
I couldn't help it.

Four and one-half minutes
exactly.

I would have been on time.
I tried.

Trying is not good enough,
child.

We must always be on time.

People depend on us. We're a
vital service to this community.

My brother brings me, and he had
to stop at Dr. Vance's.

No excuses, Erin.
I won't hear of them.

I cannot abide excuses.

I just wanted to explain.

There is no explanation, child.

Punctuality is part
of responsibility.

Yes, ma'am.

You assumed that when
you took this job.

And don't forget, Erin,
you came to me.

I did not seek you out.

I will, of course, be exactly
four and one-half minutes late

upon my return.

That is how we learn.

Your number, please.

Can I get you anything?

No, Livie.

I feel bad.

Real bad.

Don't tell Zeb.

He knows.

You just gonna stand there
holding that thing

or are you gonna pour some?

She's not doing well at all.

You think she's worse?

All she'll take
is a little water.

She hasn't had a bite to eat.

That's not what worries you.

Her temperature's 102 and she
keeps hugging that heating pad.

You haven't touched anything.

Not like you not
to have your tea.

Just a little more water.

You just don't feel so good,
do you?

Zeb, you take care of yourself.

John.

I think you'd better call
Dr. Vance right away.

Livie.

Thank you.

Your number, please.

Erin, honey,
get me Dr. Vance.

How do you know that?

You sure?

Well, get me Mrs. Vance, then.
Maybe she's heard from him.

Ma's sick.

The Doc gotta be within reach.

I hear he's trying
to pull out altogether.

Yeah, I know.

Mrs. Vance? Mrs. Vance,
this is John Walton. I...

Yes, ma'am, I'm feeling
just fine.

Mrs. Vance, we have to find the
doctor. My mother's sick, and...

You don't know where he is?

Yes, ma'am, I would appreciate
if you tried to find him.

Thank you, ma'am.

Do you know what ails Esther?

No. And we're through guessing.

Erin, honey, get me Ep Bridges.

No, tell him to come to the
house. Don't call me back here.

Tell him Ma's gotta
get to the hospital.

Yeah, that touring car
of his will do just fine.

That truck is too rough
a ride for her.

What's the matter with Grandma?

Well, of course I will.
Right away.

Yes, I know how to call him.

Sheriff Bridges,
please answer your phone.

Sheriff's office?

May I speak to Sheriff Bridges?

Well, where is he?

Don't you know?

You think he might be
in the Rockfish area?

My grandma's sick and she has
to go to the hospital,

and my daddy needs
Sheriff Bridges.

Yes, I know what
his car looks like.

Alright, I'll try.

My daddy? John Walton!

-Much obliged, Ep.
-Need a hand in there?

They're inside.

Mama, is Grandma real sick?

More than we know
how to care for.

Wouldn't do to let her know
how worried we are.

But it's not like
Grandma to be sick.

I wish I could help her.

You've been the most help of all
getting the sheriff here.

Grandma. There we go.

-Liv will ride with you.
-Come on, Grandma.

I'll follow in the truck.

You see that Ep drives nice
and easy, Ma.

John-Boy, you better wait here
for the rest of the children.

I will. You want us to follow
you into Charlottesville?

No, I'll call Ike
if we got any news.

Okay, we'll be there.
Don't worry about us.

Better get you back to Miss
Fanny's. She know you're gone?

Operator.

No, it was just
a temporary problem here.

Nothing we can't handle.

Well, I know you've been
patient. Thanks very much.

Operator.
No, nothing we can't fix.

Ring who?

Very well. Don't mention it.

Operator. No, now it's all
been taken care of.

Of course we can.
Anywhere you want to call.

Glad to be of help.

Miss Fanny, I know you don't...

Want any excuses or
explanations!

-There are none! None!
-There's one.

I tried to call you.

Do you know this
entire switchboard

was one enormous busy signal?

Please listen to me.

Never, since this board was
first installed,

has it ever gone unattended.

Not for so much
as a single minute!

I don't care!

Doc Vance is off somewhere and
Mrs. Vance doesn't know where.

So I had to go and find the
sheriff and bring him home.

-Oh, my dear child!
-I rode home with him.

And I'd do it again!

-What's wrong at your house?
-My grandma's sick.

The sheriff's driving her to
Charlottesville to the hospital.

Now...

-There are things we can do.
-But what?

Well, if Dr. Vance is in my part
of the world, I'll find him.

You may just want to watch this.

I don't mind splinters.

A splinter, you see,

works up here in the palm of
your hand, there's a sore spot,

comes to the surface
and you yank it out

and it isn't sore anymore.

Whatever's wrong with Esther,

I wish it could be no
more than a splinter.

Ma's in the right place
for whatever she's got, Pa.

She stood the ride well.
Thank God Ep got her here.

Are you the Waltons?

Yes, I'm John Walton. This is my
father. This is my wife.

How do you do? I'm David
Spencer. I'm an intern here.

I'm a good friend
of Mary Ellen's.

We're real proud of Mary Ellen.

She's going to be
a fine nurse someday.

Her grandma thinks
she's a fine nurse now.

They sent me to tell you that
there's a possibility

that Mrs. Walton may need
surgery.

Surgery?

For what?

Well, they're examining her now.
It's just a possibility.

-Who are "they"?
-They're the best on our staff.

The best in the Commonwealth.

I wish I could be as sure of
that as you are, young man.

Well, if they do
choose to operate

Mr. Walton, they'll need
your permission.

How am I to know what's
right or wrong?

You might try praying on it,
Grandpa.

Dr. Vance would've brought Ma
to these same people, Pa.

Now, come on.
They may need your permission.

Elizabeth, will you get
the dog out of here, please?

-He won't go home.
-Get him out of here.

John-Boy, don't use it.
Daddy may be trying to call.

Maybe it's out of order, Ben.
I gotta find out.

Hello, Miss Fanny? Miss Fanny,
this is John Walton, Jr.

Me and the children
are down at Ike Godsey's.

We're waiting for a call
from my daddy, and I...

That's right.

Okay, thank you. I'll get off.

Well, it's working.

John-Boy, you know
your daddy would call you

if he had anything to tell you.

Yeah.

This afternoon
seems like a long time ago, Ike.

Elizabeth, get the dog
out of here!

Come on, Reckless.

Hey, I got an idea.
Why don't we all go play pool?

We'll teach you, too, Elizabeth.

No thanks, Ike.

Well, you all had enough to eat?

Yeah, we had enough at home,
thank you.

-Ben? Jim-Bob?
-If it wouldn't put you out any.

You had enough at home now, Ben.

You had enough.

Well, I'm sure that Corabeth has
got some meat loaf left over.

You know, grape soda goes pretty
good with meat loaf, Ike.

-Or strawberry, too.
-Grape soda and strawberry.

Okay, grape soda and strawberry.

You want something, honey?

John-Boy?

Is Grandma gonna die?

I'm not waiting
around here any longer.

Dr. Grierson, go to maternity.

Dr. Grierson, go to maternity.

-You want some coffee?
-No, thank you, John.

I should have thought
to bring some needlework.

-Well!
-Here they are.

-Daddy.
-Son.

-Daddy.
-Honey.

Hi, Grandpa.

-Any word yet?
-Not in a long time.

-You two look awful good to me.
-Glad to see you.

David Spencer called me.

And she called me. I wish there
was something I could do.

It's a comfort just
to know you're here, Jason.

David said something
about surgery.

You just don't operate
on intestinal flu.

John, Zeb.

-Dr. Vance.
-Doc.

I just wanted to let you
know I'm here.

-It's a comfort you are here.
-How on earth did they find you?

Well, you never wanna hide
from Fanny Tatum.

-I'll go and see Esther now.
-Alright.

Well, it sure sounded like that
flu that was going around.

Must not be.

I must have made
an awful mistake.

Oh, honey, you don't know that.

Don't you go blaming yourself.
You did the best you could.

Dr. Foley, go to admitting,
please.

Dr. Foley, go to admitting,
please.

It's so big!

How do we know
which room is Grandma's?

Well, they said it's room 111.
Should be right around here.

You children go down
Mama and Daddy, alright?

-I'm going to find Mary Ellen.
-Okay.

There's Grandma's room.

Yeah.

-I want to go in and see her!
-You can't do that, Elizabeth.

Yeah, but she'd be glad
to see me. All of us.

At least I would if I were
in there all alone.

-What was that?
-That was an oxygen tent.

Does that mean
that Grandma's worse?

Look, worrying isn't
gonna help anything.

But there wasn't
anyone to help her.

You should have left her alone
till you got a doctor.

Ice packs should've
been put on her.

Heat was the worse thing
you could've done.

Well, you gave me
all the symptoms yourself!

She had all of them!
Abdominal pains, cramping,

sore intestinal tract, fever,
loss of appetite.

I know. Some of the symptoms
are the same.

Same as what, Doctor?

Intestinal flu and acute
appendicitis.

Grandma has appendicitis?

It burst, and the peritonitis
has spread.

Please, God, let Grandma live.

What's happened to her
is all my fault.

Not hers.

I failed her.

I didn't mean to, I really...
I really wanted to help her.

But I was wrong.

And I ask your forgiveness.

Please watch over her
and keep her safe.

Grandpa.

I know. I know.

It sure is quiet in there.

Waiting is always
the quietest time, Son.

And the longest. Never was much
of a hand at it.

And I thought maybe it got
easier when you got older.

It doesn't.

If she pulls through this

I'm gonna have to spend
more time with her.

I wouldn't exactly say
you've been a neglectful son,

if that's what's bothering you.

Back a ways, we used to spend
more time together.

About the time
my brother Ben died,

she got so she
was leaning on me.

I'd come out on the front porch
and see her sitting there

with that pained look in her
eyes, and I'd say,

"Come on, Ma,
let's go for a ride ."

That's what we'd do. We'd get in
that old DeSoto I used to own,

we'd ride all over the place

back to Fluvanna County,
where she was born.

It seemed to bring
her some comfort.

I remember a time
when I took her down

to Boatwright University.

I wanted her to see the place
before I went off to college,

and we were walking
down the hallway, and she...

She took a look at this
sign up on the wall that said

they were giving a course in the
Bible as literature.

She wanted to be sure
I took that one.

-Did you?
-Yeah.

She does get her way.

Right after your ma
and me were married,

I wanted to get started on that
home up in the mountains.

I wanted to build it right away.

She wouldn't hear that. She said

"No, you gotta stay here."
So we did.

Then the children started coming
and the years passed.

And here we are.

Yeah.

She knows how we feel about her.

That's gotta count
for something in there.

Not the kind of woman
to give up without a fight.

Couldn't find Mary Ellen
anyplace.

Can't have gone far.

Not tonight.

Why don't you stretch
your legs for a while?

How am I gonna manage that?

I'll sit in for you.

You don't feel like a mama.

Right now, I don't think she'd
know the difference.

There you go.

Thanks, Jason.

I stepped on her dress.

What?

At our wedding. Didn't Esther
ever tell you that?

She told me a little bit
about the wedding

but she left out that part.

It was a June wedding.

It was that pretty little white
church at Mount Shiloh.

Esther was holding onto
a bunch of wood violets

that I'd picked for her.

And the church was real pretty,
you know?

Smelled real good, too, what
with the white oxeye daisies

and the running cedar
that grows thereabouts

they used to decorate
the church with.

It was a real solemn,
pretty wedding.

Till the preacher says,

"Now you may kiss the bride."

I hauled off and gave Esther
a good one, I can tell you.

Well, it must've been a little
too long to suit Esther,

'cause she kind of gave me
a shove and moved aside.

And when she did,

her dress ripped
because I was standing on it.

Of course, everybody in the
church, they begin to laugh,

and Esther, she turned
and gave me such a look

I thought it was all over,
I can tell you.

Then she reached out
and gave me her hand...

Oh, Livie,

I... I just can't
go on without her.

It's alright.

Tell me about Grandma.

She's come through a critical
experience,

and we fully expect
her to recover.

Thank God.

God seems to be the one to thank

and those fine
surgeons in there.

You don't have to tell me.
I know how wrong I was.

-I hope you really know.
-I made a wrong diagnosis.

From you,
any diagnosis is wrong.

Do you understand? You had no
right. You are not a doctor!

Well, somebody had
to do something!

That's no excuse!

I know why you did it.

The worry, the fear.

It's hard to think clearly
at such a time.

But if you're ever to be a
nurse, you must learn just that.

I'm ashamed.

Well, that's a beginning.

I have another message for you.

Your grandmother
wants to see you.

I wonder if I can face her.

Well, I'm counting on you to
face up to a number of things.

-Mary Ellen?
-Yes, Grandma?

You always did take your own
sweet time when I called you.

How do you feel, Grandma?

I'm fixing to feel
a whole lot better.

Come over here, Mary Ellen.
Come on closer.

Mary Ellen,
I want you to forgive me.

Forgive you?

Yeah.

I can't think what got into me,

asking your help like you were
a doctor. It's just...

It's just I'm so proud of you.

Proud?

Someday you're gonna make a fine
nurse and make me even prouder.

The very idea of me
putting all that weight on you,

asking you to know things
you couldn't know.

I take all the blame,

and well I should.

Grandma, you've got it all
twisted around.

Don't you tell me I got things
twisted around. I know better.

Well, if it means
that you forgive me,

and that you promise
to get well,

then I accept your apology.

Mary Ellen,

things don't come easy
in this life.

Most everything worth knowing
takes a lot of hard work

and prayers.

Sometimes, you've got to learn
the bad of things and go on.

That's a way of growing,

of being the best you can be.

You know, if things don't cost
you something,

if they come too easy,

they don't seem
to be worth much.

Our grandmother recovered to
live long, good years with us.

And Dr. Vance decided to remain
on Walton's Mountain.

People there,
who had always appreciated him,

began to show it by paying him
with money, when they could.

Mary Ellen stayed in nursing,
where she surely belonged,

to learn all the things
that she had to learn.

John Boy, will you take me
to Miss Fanny's tomorrow?

Why don't you ride on Blue?
He doesn't take gasoline.

What's that got to do with it?

Gasoline costs 15 cents
a gallon, Erin.

Make her pay you, John-Boy.
She's earning money now.

That's a good idea, Ben.

You can pay me, too,
all your riding around.

Ben?

Ben?

I'm asleep.

Goodnight, Ben.

Goodnight, everybody.

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