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We're gonna go in to Rockfish tomorrow and do some shopping.

Maybe Sarah would run into Ep.

It's possible.

I thought you didn't like matchmaking.

There's no use me beating around the bush.

Sarah's got her eye on you, Ep.

John-Boy, I'm in love.

You're being paid to work here,

not to be daydreaming about Darlene Jarvis.

I don't need this job.

I can get a job with Mr. Jarvis tomorrow, if I want.

Well, then, why don't you just do that?

In the spring of 1938,

I began to feel the burden of publishing

The Blue Ridge Chronicle

and finishing my novel.

It would be the newspaper which would create a crisis

affecting the entire family.

Push. Push.

Hey! Hey!

What are you all doing, making that much noise?

I'm trying to work in here.

You all mind keeping the noise down, please?

What's the matter with him?

He's always a little edgy when he's working on his novel.

He's down to the last chapter.

He's been working on it long.

I don't see why he has to be so grouchy.

I'm pooped anyway.

I got to finish my deliveries. Better luck next time, Jim-Bob.

Come on, Let's give her a shove back to the shed.

Come on, everybody.

Come on. Give her the old heave-ho.

Steer it, Jim-Bob.

Don't run into these flowerbed.

Here's the new wrinkle, Mr. Jarvis. Exclusively for you.

$5 off any of your used cars on your lot with this ad.

Ben, are you suggesting I should advertise to lose money?

No, sir. To increase traffic.

And traffic means sales,

and people are gonna come to you to get $5 off.

More traffic, more money.

This ad is twice the size I usually take.

I want you to make twice as much money.

Maybe even three times as much.

Ben, you're a go-getter. Write him a check, Darlene.

-I already have, Daddy. -Oh.

Thank you, sir. And I'm gonna come by to see

how our campaign brings in all those customers.

You do that, Ben.

Spending all my money in advertising.

I'd do a lot better if you worked for me as a salesman.

-Hi. -Hi, Ep. Come on in.

I found a 1934 green Dodge abandoned.

Wasn't stole off this lot, was it?

Thank you, no, Ep.

Ben here is selling 'em faster than people can steal 'em.

Attaboy, Ben.

I better be going. I can go hitch a ride back.

No, Ben. Why don't I drive you home?

I'm all caught up on the books.

Can we take the blue Chevy, Daddy?

Sure. Make sure there's plenty of gas in it.

-Thanks. -Thank you, sir.

-Bye, Ben. -See you later.

Ben, why don't you drive?

Sure.

-Bye-bye. -Bye.

-Bye, Daddy. -Bye, Sheriff.

Bye, Ben.

Makes you wish you were young again, doesn't it?

Yeah.

Why, Sarah Griffith.

I didn't know you were in town.

Olivia. Can I give you a lift?

What brings you way back up here?

Vacation. How's Ep?

I did ask you what brings you all the way up here, didn't I?

Yes, but you didn't answer my question.

Ep is Ep. He doesn't change much,

but we like him the way he is.

Dear sweet Ep.

Just may change soon.

I like the way you've set your hat.

Do you think I'm being too bold?

A faint heart never won a good man.

You're way ahead of me, Olivia.

Why don't you come in and say hello to everybody?

Oh, I can't. I have to unpack over at Mrs. Brimmer's.

It'd be nice to have you back on the Mountain.

Well, as long as I'm here, that's a happy possibility.

-Bye. -Bye.

Now that's what I call traveling in style.

-Thanks for the ride, Darlene. -Oh, that's okay.

Will you be in tomorrow?

I ought to show your daddy the ad in print.

Well, I'd like to see it, too, Ben.

Okay.

I'll be by for sure.

-Maybe even tonight, okay? -Okay.

Okay.

-Bye-bye, Ben. -Bye-bye.

Well, hey.

Oh, our secret, huh?

Our secret.

Well, you know how the guys are.

You won't tell Curt, will you?

Not unless I talk in my sleep.

You do talk in your sleep. I've heard you before.

That's okay. Curt doesn't listen in his sleep.

Good.

Thanks.

So, anyway, Grandma said to thank Ike and Corabeth,

the Baldwin sisters and Mrs. Brimmer,

and everybody else from all over who sent her get-well cards.

She gets any more get-well cards,

I'll have to build another room to put them in.

Pass the beans, Ben.

Well, I hope your mood has improved from this morning.

Grandpa, I was just trying

to concentrate this morning, that's all.

Appears you're still trying to concentrate.

I'm afraid my table talk isn't very good

when I'm writing under a deadline.

If you'll excuse me,

I'll have dessert when I've finished working, okay, Mama?

Come on, Ben. Let's go.

-John-Boy, can I use your car? -We got work to do.

We got a newspaper to put out, you remember?

Sure, sure. Excuse me.

You look like you're busting to tell me something.

Remember Sarah Griffith?

She nursed Ep when he was wounded in France?

-I do. -She's here.

She's spending the week staying at Mrs. Brimmer's.

How did her engine sound?

-I don't know. We were talking. -I'll bet you were.

Couldn't you listen? I did fix it, you know.

I know, Jim-Bob.

Why couldn't you listen? What kind of mother are you?

Jim-Bob, she's gonna be here a lot.

You can discuss it with her.

Jim-Bob's still infatuated with her.

Whatever that means.

It means you like her a lot.

Well, who wouldn't like a lady ambulance driver?

Mama, can we eat our desserts by the radio?

I want to listen to Charlie McCarthy.

I don't see why not.

You're easy to get along with tonight.

I do wish Sarah would settle down here.

You two get along, don't you?

We're gonna go in to Rockfish tomorrow and do some shopping.

Why not Charlottesville? There's better stores there.

We thought we'd go in to Rockfish.

Maybe Sarah would run into Ep.

It's possible.

This isn't like you. I thought you didn't like matchmaking.

I'm just going along for the ride, that's all.

Wonder what I should wear.

That innocent look is what you should wear.

Oh, Ben...

I got an idea I want to write down.

Could you run these off and proofread it?

-Sure. -Thank you.

What was that? What happened?

It was just a little paperweight I made.

-You dropped it into the press? -Yeah.

You could've broken the press.

There's "Darlene" on it. It's for her desk.

Ben, I don't understand you.

You spend an hour making a paperweight?

You know we're already behind schedule.

John-Boy, I'm in love.

Is there some law against that?

Well, when there's work to be done

and you almost break my press, yes, there is.

I never would've done it if you'd let me borrow your car.

I would've gone, and come back and done my work later.

May I point something out to you?

May I point out that you're being paid to work here,

not to be daydreaming about Darlene Jarvis?

May I point out to you

that you've been pretty hard to get along with lately?

Oh, yeah? Then, just don't cross me and do the work, alright?

John-Boy, I don't need this job.

You, what?

I don't need this job.

I can get a job with Mr. Jarvis tomorrow, if I want.

Well, then, why don't you just do that?

Yeah, I'll do that, tomorrow.

-My land, don't you look spiffy. -Thank you, Grandpa.

John tells me you and Sarah Griffith are heading

-to town on a shopping spree. -That's right.

Are you sure there isn't something else

that Sarah Griffith has got in mind?

I think Ep Bridges had better look out.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Sarah's the sort of girl, once she gets her eye on a man,

he's as good as hog-tied, roped and branded.

-See you later. -Oh, no. Just hold on there.

I'd like to say hello to her before she changes her name.

-You behave yourself. -Oh, I will. You know I will.

No, I don't.

Miss Griffith, am I glad to see you.

Good to see you again, Jim-Bob.

This hand isn't greasy. I've been keeping it clean.

Welcome back to Walton's Mountain.

Nice to be here.

Your engine sounds pretty good. Had it fixed lately?

No, I didn't need to. You're such an excellent mechanic.

My land, you look positively,

radiantly beautiful, Miss Griffith.

-You always do. -Thank you, sir.

Goodbye, you two.

See you.

I think I can find what I'm looking

for at Barton's Dry Goods store.

Olivia. Don't tell me you were coming to town

and you weren't going to say hello to me.

Hello, Ep.

Why...

Sarah.

When'd you get back?

I just got in yesterday.

Oh. Well, I...

I've been meaning to get over to Richmond.

I would've liked that.

Yeah, well, ladies, come on in. I've got the coffee on.

No, thank you, Ep. Sarah was kind enough to drive

me in to do some shopping. I think I better do it.

Uh, well, just as you say.

I'll either meet you back here or at Barton's.

Well, now.

Ain't this a surprise, huh?

Come on in. I've got coffee on.

I've given it a lot of thought.

I'd like to take you up on that job offer. I know I can sell.

I know you can, too. When does the big ad come out?

Tomorrow's Chronicle.

I'm going to give you a try.

Well, you won't regret it, sir.

There's a list of the cars that are for sale.

-Look and see what you can do. -Okay.

I already know a lot about cars from home.

Ben, good luck.

Thank you.

How was your trip?

We ran into Ep.

Take you long?

He and Sarah talked for a while, but Sarah said nothing happened.

You mean he didn't propose to her right there.

Are you interested in hearing what happened or not?

You said nothing happened.

Sarah invited him over to Mrs. Brimmer's for supper

but Ep said he had a pool game. Do you think he had?

Probably does now.

Why? When she came all the way from Richmond?

Olivia, I've known Ep a lot of years.

I've hunted with him, I've fished with him,

had an off-duty drink with him,

and I've played pool with him.

You should see the way he plays pool.

He looks at that shot from every angle while you're just standing

there chalking, waiting for him to shoot.

I am not interested in a pool game.

Ep doesn't like to make fast moves.

He probably likes Sarah a lot,

but he's not going to be pushed into anything.

You're his friend. You've known him a long time.

I suggest you tell him to make his move.

No. No, I may grouse him about not getting off the dime,

but I am not going to push him into matrimony.

He may enjoy his freedom.

You think freedom is better than marriage?

-I didn't say that. -Well, it sounded like it.

Liv, this whole thing is beginning to get out of hand.

Maybe you'd like to go play pool tonight, too.

Liv.

Howdy.

Howdy.

-Any salesmen around? -Well, I'm the salesman.

Ben. Benjamin Walton.

My truck gave up.

Haven't got much in the way of money.

Any bargains?

I'm sure sorry to hear about your truck.

But lucky for you, we're famous for our bargains.

People come as far as Charlottesville,

even Richmond, for our bargains. Mr...

Arnie Shimerdy.

Mr. Shimerdy.

See what we can do for you today.

That's a pretty little truck right over here

that someone's gonna snap up in a hurry.

Here you go.

The upholstery's shot.

Mr. Shimerdy, that depends on where you wanna put your money.

Fancy upholstery or just down-to-earth transportation.

You look like a man that can smell a good buy.

How much?

You can drive your truck home for under $100.

How much under?

$10.

Mr. Shimerdy, I know you want this truck,

and if I talk to Mr. Jarvis,

I'm pretty sure he'll knock a few dollars off

because of the upholstery.

A man once put a rug on his seats and lasted for 5 years.

Now, if you do that, Mr. Shimerdy,

that's just money in your pocket.

Where is this Jarvis?

Well, he's right over there.

Where is that boy?

He's probably watching the moon come up

over Rockfish with Darlene.

His supper's ruined.

Mom, you don't think about food when you're in love.

John, do you think you ought

to drive over there and look for him?

Don't worry about him, Liv.

He's grown up enough to take care of himself.

What happened to your typewriter?

That last chapter isn't coming easy.

Are you sure you're not thinking

about the run-in with your brother?

Well, it has been on my mind.

Since you're not doing anything,

can you think of a five-letter word that means "To tell all."

C-O-N-F-E-S-S. That's seven.

You're no good at crosswords, but at least you can count.

-Spell. -John-Boy?

If I was to help, it wouldn't be your puzzle, would it?

I'm not getting anywhere.

I'll tell you what, John-Boy,

maybe you should have written the last chapter first.

How can he write the last chapter first?

That's the way I read a book.

If I like the way it turns out, I go back.

-You're crazy, Jim-Bob. -No.

It saves wading through a dumb book.

Ben's home.

Well, it's about time.

I sure hope he's done some thinking.

-Hey, everybody, I'm home. -Hi, Son.

Hey, Ben, where'd you get the fancy car?

It's one of Mr. Jarvis' used cars.

Your mother had your supper in the oven, Son.

Better hurry up and eat.

If it gets any colder, I'm gonna have to feed it to the pigs.

I'm gonna go out to the shed.

Wait a minute. I have some good news to tell everyone.

It may be of importance to a few of you. Especially you, John.

I'm not the little brother anymore.

What? I got a job today.

I'm gonna be working as a car salesman for Jarvis' used car.

And what's more, I sold a pickup truck today,

and I made a commission of $8.

Maybe I'll get a little bit more respect around here, huh?

Why, Ben, we've always treated you

with full respect around here, all of us, haven't we?

Son, was that truck you sold the one that Jarvis had out back,

the white one that Mort Sellers used to own?

That's the one.

I hope you told the buyer everything that's wrong with it.

He never asked.

It's a lot of truck for the money.

Well, it was.

Why, Fester, you've got more knots

than shoelaces, you know that?

My feet are growing too fast. They're breaking my shoelaces.

Well, I know, I know. That's true.

But look, look at it this way.

You could logically become

the world's champion shoelace buster.

Did you ever think about that, huh?

Makes you blink, don't it?

-Off you go. -Thanks, Sheriff.

Hi, John.

-How's the world treating you? -Can't complain, Ep.

That's good.

You know, Sarah Griffith is up from Richmond.

Yeah. I hear she's over at Flossie Brimmer's, right?

Yeah.

-Quite a lady. -Oh, she's...

She sure is.

She really surprised me when

she showed up at Honor Day like that.

The memories that she brought back.

She and Liv hit it off right from the start.

You'd think they'd known each other for years.

You would. You really would for sure.

Yeah.

Ep...

I'm supposed to talk to you about something.

Yeah.

Oh, well.

Let's go inside here. I got some coffee on.

I'll wash up some cups.

Now, Ep, I'm gonna get right to it.

An unmarried man, you know, walking around loose, Ep,

gives women ideas.

Oh, well...

There's no use me beating around the bush, Ep.

Sarah's got her eye on you, Ep.

She wants you to ask her to marry you.

What...

Look, John, I...

Gosh. I...

-Liv put me up to this, Ep. -I've...

She'd like nothing better than have

her friend staked out up here for good.

All the women in my family are kind of soft on you anyway,

you know that, Ep.

Well, I'm...

Golly. I'm pretty soft on them, too, but...

Now that Sarah... A man could do a lot worse.

Oh, look, look. John, John, I know...

You could see...

I've always been the kind of a fellow that...

You know, you've got to kind of go by my...

With me, John,

it's just hard to figure...

Of course, in my case, it...

And yet...

-Hi, Ben. -Well, hello, Darlene.

What's the matter?

Well, I've never seen you wearing a hat before.

Well, how do you like it?

It's real cute. It goes with your tie.

Good.

I figured since I'm gonna be the best car salesman

in the country, I better start looking the part.

You know what you've got, Ben?

-What? -You've got style.

Thanks.

You know, Mary Ellen, these have gone up to 30 cents.

30 cents a dozen for eggs?

Yeah. You and Curt ought to start raising chickens.

It would never work. He can't stand to see anything penned up.

-You mean even chickens? -Curt's weird.

-Hi, Flossie. -How are you, Mrs. Brimmer?

What's the matter with your feet?

They are giving me fits.

Until you've had aching feet, you don't know what misery is.

Did you walk all the way from your house?

There's no other way to get here.

Ike, I'd like a pound of sugar and a bag of cornmeal, please.

Okay. Sugar and cornmeal coming up.

I'll bet anything, Curt would tell you

to stay off your feet for a while.

If you run a boarding house, you can't stay off your feet.

Well, why don't you buy a car?

You know, I've thought of it.

Well, Ben is working over at Jarvis'.

You ought to go there and see what he's got. It's 38 cents.

Put it on the bill.

-Imagine me with a car. -Why not?

Well, women are flying planes.

I guess I could drive a car. Bye-bye.

-Did you see Ep Bridges in town? -We talked.

-What did he say? -Not much.

Did you bring up the subject of Sarah?

Well?

Well, he said Sarah was a fine woman.

Is that all?

Doesn't sound like much of a conversation to me.

Ep's not much of talker, you know.

-Well, what did you say? -I told him the truth.

I said Sarah wanted him to ask her to marry him.

You said that to Ep?

Ep understands straight talk.

Sarah would die 1,000 deaths if she knew you said that.

I wouldn't blame her. How could you?

What are you getting so riled about?

You're the one who's set on telling the truth.

This is something entirely different.

What's so different?

It doesn't matter. You'd probably spoiled

the whole thing anyway.

Why?

Because there's nothing that scares a man off faster

than knowing that a woman is after him.

I don't know. I knew you were after me.

It didn't scare me off.

The men in this family.

Now Ep would be knocking at Sarah's door right now,

if everybody would just leave him alone.

If everybody left Ep alone, he'd probably never get out of bed.

This car is just right for you, Mrs. Brimmer.

Used to belong to Preacher Parker in Scottsville.

-He took real good care of it. -It's a nice-looking car.

All the tires are just fine

and the valves were just grounded last year.

I wouldn't know a valve from a hubcap.

-Ben, could I see you a minute? -Sure, one moment.

Excuse me a moment, please.

Sir?

Yeah, Ben, looks like you got a buyer there.

-I think she'll buy the car. -She's going to buy something.

Now look, Ben, we can sell that little coupe she's looking at

any day of the week.

Why don't you see if you can get her interested in another car?

That Studebaker sedan, for instance.

That needs work, doesn't it?

It could use a little cleaning up.

Might need some work later on, but it's quality.

It's big, it's heavy, it's safe.

I don't know.

She's a family friend, and I want her something good.

Yeah, of course you do.

But you could point out the difference in size.

The big back seats. She can take her friends with her, huh?

You sell that sedan, Ben,

there's a $5 bonus in it for you, huh?

Mrs. Brimmer, Mr. Jarvis has a good idea.

Why don't you take a look at the sedan?

It carries five passengers,

and it costs less than that small coupe.

It's awfully big, isn't it? And I'm not that good a driver.

You will be, in no time at all.

There's a lot of advantages to a big car.

You can take all your friends for a ride,

or you can go pick up your boarders at the bus station.

You get a fancier car every day.

Mr. Jarvis says I can use any car I want off the lot.

Did Mr. Jarvis lend you the hat, too?

Well, the hat's mine.

The logging road cuts along

the valley right about here, I think.

Be a par shorter, if they go along

the ridge route to the saddle.

Well, you know how steep that hill is, though.

I'm home, everybody.

Well, look at my handsome son.

What're you doing? Selling tickets to the circus?

No. I'm selling cars.

I sold another one today, Daddy.

Made $12 commission, plus a $5 bonus.

You look pretty funny in that hat.

Darlene likes it.

Take it off in the house, Ben.

Let me try that on.

Mr. Jarvis says I'm the best salesman he's ever had.

"Born to it," is what he says. And I believe him.

It just comes natural to me.

Big business and progress and all that.

And the money I'm making.

I've made $25 already this week.

I hope you're putting some of that aside, Son.

It's a warm feeling to have money in the bank.

I was thinking, Daddy, why don't you get rid of that old truck?

I can get you a great deal on this LaSalle Roadster we've got.

I can just see your daddy driving

a load of lumber to Rockfish in a LaSalle Roadster.

Will you please go outside and tell Jim-Bob and Elizabeth

to wash up for supper?

Yes, Mama.

-Flying high, that boy. -Yeah, he sure is.

Elizabeth, come to supper.

Alright.

Jim-Bob, Mama wants you to get cleaned up.

-Okay. -What I can't figure out

is why you spend so much time working on this piece of junk.

Well, when it's finished, I'll have a car.

Jim-Bob, when it's together it'll still be a piece of junk.

No one will even wanna ride in it.

Big shot.

I'm going into town. Is there anything you need?

No.

Is there enough gasoline in the truck to get me there and back?

You seen Ep Bridges lately?

Saw him last Wednesday. Why?

Your idea about letting him make his own moves

with Sarah hasn't worked. She hasn't seen him since then.

He's probably been busy.

Not that busy. Her vacation's over in a couple of days.

She'll be going back to Richmond and that could be the end.

Don't know how you're gonna Ep to move,

unless you hog-tie and drag him.

There are ways.

What do you say, old-timer?

Thanks.

Here you go.

Here.

Now, the leg up. Here you go.

-There you go. -Thank you.

-Bye, kids. -Bye.

-Morning, Olivia. -Hi, Ep.

How's everybody out your way?

Everybody's just fine, thank you.

Except Grandma, and she's improving all the time.

I want you to remember me next time you go to the hospital.

I want to get there next week, if I can.

Ep, we are having a supper on Friday night

in honor of my friend Sarah.

-We'd like you to come. -Why, I'd be happy to.

I thought afterwards maybe the four of us

could come into town and see a movie.

That would be enjoyable, wouldn't it?

We wouldn't have to pay.

Sheriff and his party always get in free, see.

Alright. We'll be your guests for that part of the evening.

I hear it's a dandy good show, too. Singing picture.

Jeanette MacDonald and Nelson Eddy. Yeah.

We'll look forward to seeing you Friday at 6:00.

Oh, I'll be there. I'll be there.

-Bye. -Bye.

I'm so glad to see you, Olivia.

-It's time for tea. -I haven't got time, Flossie.

I have to get home. Is Sarah here?

Well, she was a few minutes ago.

-Sarah, Olivia's here. -Be right out.

She's such a nice one to have around.

If Ep doesn't marry her, he ought to have his head examined.

Look at the way she talks to me.

You'd think I've been living here for years.

You and Ep are coming for supper Friday night.

-Did you have to threaten him? -No, he was pleased as punch.

Wear that red dress you were showing me.

Maybe I ought to go down and have Cora Godsey do my hair.

Just don't let her give you a permanent wave.

Is this your new car, Flossie?

-That's mine. -Did Ben sell it to you?

Just the other day. It's a big old thing, isn't it?

You must enjoy having a car.

I did the first day, but then it made such a racket,

and the engine stopped, and it hasn't run since.

You ought to take it back and make him repair.

I would.

I might think about that.

Kind of a small group,

considering the number you folks usually have here.

Where is all the family tonight?

-Liv drove them out. -Oh, that's not true.

John-Boy and Grandpa

are visiting Grandma in the hospital.

Erin's working at the telephone office.

Ben is on a date.

Jason's working at the Dew Drop Inn.

Jim-Bob is having supper with Patsy Brimmer.

Elizabeth is playing with Aimee at the Godseys.

And that's it. Have I left anybody out?

No.

How do you keep track of all of them?

I don't always.

It's real good chicken, Liv.

Thank you. Would anybody like some more?

-No, no, thanks. -No, thank you.

-Good chicken. -John.

You must find it awful quiet here

after living in Richmond, Sarah.

That's what I like about up here on the Mountain.

The quiet. And the people.

Yeah. Most of us feel that way about it.

These beans are good, too, if I say so myself.

-You didn't cook them. -I grew them.

Last time we saw Nelson Eddy, he was a Canadian Mountie.

Yeah, I saw that one.

Being the sheriff of Jefferson County

was pretty dull after seeing that.

Why, you could be a Canadian Mountie, if you wanted to be.

No. Can't sing.

-Put that back. -Oh, you want this?

-Duh, sure I do. -Okay. You got it.

Tickets, please.

Oh, evening, Sheriff. Go right in.

Go get him, Milo!

This is a stupid arrangement.

Don't look at me.

Ep and Sarah ought to be sitting together.

Ep is the host.

Duh, he sure cooled us off, didn't he?

You know, there's something I've always wondered about,

was that Nelson Eddy and Jeanette MacDonald

singing to each other out there in the woods,

and there's a big orchestra playing.

Now, there's nothing around out there for miles,

but where did that big orchestra come from?

You're not supposed to notice that, Ep.

You're just supposed to rare back and enjoy it.

I think it's supposed to be the music in their hearts.

I just thought it was real pretty.

I just always wondered about that.

-Goodnight, Sarah. -Night.

What are you looking so worried about?

Sarah and Ep scarcely spoke to each other.

Liv, you can't make people talk, you know.

He should have driven us home first

and then brought her home.

What are you looking like that for?

Alright, Ep.

Olivia, I sure did appreciate that good supper.

I really did enjoy that.

Glad you could come by, Ep.

We really enjoyed the movie, too.

See you in town.

That is the most aggravating thing.

Those two really love each other.

Why is Ep so standoffish?

Don't know, but we're never gonna force him.

If it's gonna happen, it will. We've have to leave them alone.

You're a real big help.

Sarah? It's Ep.

Ep?

I came back.

You know, Erin, if you expect to ride into town with me,

you better hurry up and finish that quick.

Alright.

I just wish one morning you would all be ready on time.

Seems like somebody's forever being hauled,

pushed or shoved out of here.

That's due to certain people waiting till the last minute

before they get out of bed.

That's you.

That's the pot calling the kettle black.

If you children would do less bickering and more eating,

maybe you wouldn't be late.

-Morning. -Breakfast is in the oven.

Rudolph Valentino Walton, what time did you get in last night?

Well, it's none of your business.

-You ought to be arrested. -What kind of talk is that?

Did you see the car he sold Mrs. Brimmer?

-What about it? -Yeah, what about it?

Well, it's no good.

I hope you didn't know it was in poor condition when you sold it.

-It's a lot for the money. -It's a lot of headaches.

Ran long enough to get her there and then it quit.

The timing chain's broken.

Yesterday on the switchboard,

I heard Mrs. Brimmer talking to her sister.

She paid $125 for that car, and now it won't run.

And she doesn't have enough money to get it fixed.

I just hope you didn't know, Ben.

Ben?

What are you all jumping on me for?

I can't know everything about every car I sell.

You're all jumping on me like I committed some sort of crime.

You sold Mrs. Brimmer a rotten car.

Ben, I'm having a bad enough time on this book

without you standing there staring at me.

John-Boy, I don't know what to do with Mrs. Brimmer's car.

Mr. Jarvis won't fix it, and I don't have the money.

What about all those big commissions,

all that money you were making?

I spent most of it.

On Darlene?

The only thing I can tell you is

walking around hating yourself isn't gonna help anything.

-Well, what should I do? -I don't know.

But you better do something. Anything.

See if you can fix the car yourself.

Maybe Jim-Bob will help you with it.

No, Jim-Bob's sore at me.

I don't know what to tell you, Ben.

You wanted your independence.

You wanted to be free of this job here. You got that.

You've had the good times.

Now let's see how you can handle the bad ones.

Thanks.

Careful, boy.

Come on, Blue.

Whoa.

-Thanks again, Erin. -Anytime, Ben.

What are you gonna do with that?

I'm gonna fix it.

This I gotta see.

Olivia, you'll be glad to know that Ben came after my car,

and he's going to fix it for me himself.

Ben's not the mechanic in the family,

but I know he'll do his best.

Flossie, Corabeth told me that Sarah is leaving today.

-She's going back to Richmond. -Well, that could be.

Everything in her room is packed,

and I haven't seen her all day.

I was so hoping she and Ep would get together.

I guess we all were.

Sarah, what's this I hear about your leaving?

Yes, I'm going to go back to Richmond this afternoon.

Oh, we're all going to miss you.

Well, I'll... I'll be right back after the honeymoon.

Ep and I are gonna get married.

Sarah!

I told you all you had to do was leave those two alone

and they would get together.

It wasn't leaving them alone that did it.

It was the supper and the movie.

You remember when Ep dropped Sarah off first?

Well, he doubled back to Mrs. Brimmer's.

Sarah was waiting and he proposed.

You want me to tell you, you win?

I just wanted you to know what happened.

You know, you sure don't look like a mechanic.

Get out of here, Jim-Bob.

Oh, I want to see a real expert at work.

I'm gonna come out and get you, boy.

What's the matter, you having some trouble?

No, I'm not having any trouble.

Now, just get out of here, Jim-Bob, huh?

We've got to get the radiator off

to get to the timing chain.

You're a good brother, Jim-Bob. Thank you.

Well, don't just stand there. Grab a wrench.

They are grown now, those boys,

men set apart by time and distance.

But the patterns that were set

in those early years still remain.

During the years that followed,

my brothers and my sisters came to each other's aid

often in time of trouble.

And they still do.

Mama, are you awake?

Yes, Elizabeth.

Why do ladies put candles on the table

when they invite men for supper?

Because candlelight makes ladies look prettier.

Well, why is that?

Because candles don't put out much light

and you can't see too much.

Isn't that kind of sneaky?

Goodnight, Elizabeth.