All language subtitles for The.Waltons.S06E09.The.First.Casualty.1080p.AMZN.DD2.0.x265.HEVC-Bearfish_track3_[eng]

That's a nice fat one, Reverend.

I know you're a good fisherman,

but aren't you supposed
to bait that hook

before you throw it in?

I didn't load it up?

You've got something else
on your mind

besides hauling in
catfish, Hank.

It'll be the first time I ever
said the words over a grave.

The first time I ever
buried a man.

JOHN-BOY: In the fall of 1939,
the people on Walton's Mountain

were becoming
increasingly affected

by the spreading war in Europe.

-Hey, Ike!
-Ike!

It's not like Ike to go by
without stopping to say hello.

He must be having
an important delivery somewhere.

Why would he be wearing air-raid
helmet to make a delivery?

Oh, he was, wasn't he?

JOHN-BOY: In our family
and others,

despite our rural isolation,

it was to cause
immediate and profound change.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

-Good morning, Ike.
-Hello, Curt.

-MARY ELLEN: Hi, Ike.
-IKE: Oh, the baby's up.

-CURTIS: Yeah.
-IKE: Has he been good?

Uh-huh.
What brings you by, Ike?

Well, a letter came for you.
It's from the war department.

I hope it isn't what
I think it is.

Thank you, Ike.

I appreciate you taking
the trouble to come by.

If I can do anything for you,
you let me know.

-MARY ELLEN: Bye-bye, Ike.
-Okay. Bye.

Well, they're calling me up
to active duty.

What? How can they do that?
You're a husband! With a baby!

When you're in the reserves,
they'll call sooner or later.

-Especially if you're a doctor.
-Where are they sending you?

I'm going to Camp Lee.
That's a lucky break.

That's only about
140 miles away.

-When?
-Monday.

They sure didn't give you
much time to think about it.

Do they know you've a family,
or don't they care?

Honey, I guess they need me.

I never saw such a cold,
impersonal letter.

It's a form letter with your
name filled in.

Mary Ellen, they have to
send out hundreds of them.

So what does that make you? A
statistic pulled out of a file?

You're a husband and a father,
and a doctor who's needed here.

I hate this letter.

CURTIS: After the
shock wore off,

we realized that
we're lucky in one way.

At least I'm gonna be close
to get home on weekend passes.

Mmm-hmm. You never can tell
with the Army.

Might have been sent to Texas,
even Wyoming.

-You gonna get any rank?
-Yep. First lieutenant.

You know, when I joined the ROTC
in medical school,

we never thought
it would come to this.

ELIZABETH: What's the ROTC?

Reserve Officers'
Training Corps.

Bunch of us would meet
for a half hour on Saturdays,

we'd shoot the breeze
and pick up our checks.

If I'm old enough, I'd go
to Canada and join the RAF.

-What's the RAF?
-The Royal Air Force.

They'd probably start me off

ferrying bombers
across the Atlantic.

You'd do anything
to fly a plane.

I'd do anything to fly
one of their airplanes.

I can see myself flying around
in one of those Spitfires.

They've got a cannon that
fires through the propeller.

I might even be Walton's
Mountain's first air ace.

Come home with many medals,
Couldn't even walk straight.

Listen to that James Robert.
He's half bird, half boy.

Jim-Bob, until now,
I enjoyed your imagination.

It's a good chance
learning to fly for free.

I'd just as soon you paid for
your lessons and stayed here.

I'd never join up.
They'd have to come and drag me.

With me, there isn't
any choice, Ben.

You sound as if you wanna go.

No, it's just gonna take some
getting used to, Mary Ellen,

and you're gonna
have your whole family.

MARY ELLEN: I won't have my
whole family. You won't be here.

Why is it that
men like marching off to war?

I'm not gonna be marching off.

I'll be taking care of people,
same as here,

except they'll be soldiers
doing their duty.

Why can't a man stay home

and take care of his wife and
baby, even if he's a doctor?

-We're not even at war!
-GRANDPA: Not too far off.

-England's at war with Germany.
-They are not us.

England is being bombed.

Some say our days
of peace are numbered.

Well, that's the feeling
that I have, too.

I know how short of doctors
they were during the last war.

I just want to do
whatever I can.

Well, Curt, I'll bet you'll look
real good in your uniform.

Yeah, but not too good.

I don't want those nurses
getting any ideas.

What are you talking about?

What am I supposed
to do if I get lonely?

You could sit down
and write a letter to me.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Curt, I hope you'll forgive me
if I don't see you off.

I vowed I'd never
see another member

of this family off to war.

Here comes the bus,
late as usual.

-ERIN: Bye.
-Bye.

-Good luck, Curt.
-Bye. Okay. Thank you.

Okay, say goodbye, now.
Let them say goodbye. Come on.

CURTIS: See you soon.

GRANDPA: Take care.
CURTIS: Goodbye, Zeb.

It's not the end
of the world, honey.

It is to me.

You write to me.

-You, too.
-I'll see you soon.

Bye.

-Bye-bye.
-See you later, Curt.

-Hey, it's G.W.
-JASON: Yeah. He looks good.

G.W.!

Hey, Erin.

-Didn't know you're coming home.
-Me and my buddy got a furlough.

I don't think they could
stand us any longer.

-Aren't you a good soldier?
-Worst you ever saw.

-Your folks know you're coming?
-I'm going to surprise them.

Well, come on.

-Welcome home.
-JOHN: Good to see you.

-Put her there.
-Good to see you.

Can I borrow the coupe
to take G.W. home?

JOHN: Fine.
Hop in if you can find room.

All aboard.

I'm thinking of this road
and remembering how pretty it is

sometimes when I'm
falling off to sleep.

I haven't heard
from you in weeks.

I'm not much of a hand
at writing letters.

You got to write one in order
to get one. You owe me.

Okay, here's a letter.

"Dear Erin, I'm sure glad
you met me at the bus."

That's a letter?

"And that I'm away
from Camp Lee."

You sure came back
at a beautiful time.

It's always beautiful here.

-ERIN: Bye-bye.
-Thanks.

George.

(EXCLAIMING)

-You'll be hungry.
-Yes, ma'am.

Why, you look taller.
Did you grow?

I believe I have. Yes, sir.

-Come on, let's have coffee.
-Uh, I'll be in soon.

I wanna get used to home again.

Alright, Son.

MARY ELLEN: There you go,
sleeping again.

You don't care what's going on,
do you?

Well, it's just you and me now,
John Curtis Willard.

I'll tell you one thing,

I'm sure not gonna raise
you to be any soldier.

What's the use
of having a war anyway?

They just finish one
and start another.

And then all the men
go marching off and they leave

people like you and me sitting
around talking to ourselves.

But you and me,

we're gonna make out just fine.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

JOHN: Mary Ellen?

-Could you use a mama?
-Sure could.

-How about a daddy to boot?
-I'm not very proud of myself.

Until Curt comes back,

you and my grandson
are coming home with us.

I'd love that.

(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)

Mmm, sure do feel good,
Sissy, darling.

Just like a dog
scratching fleas.

If you've got fleas, Yancy
Tucker, our engagement's off.

How long has it been on and off?

It's been more on than off.
Five or 10, give or take.

(HORACE LAUGHING)

HORACE: Hey, looky there.

There's G.W. Haines
in his uniform.

Come on over here and sit.

Hey, G.W.

-Howdy.
-How are you? Good to see you.

-SISSY: What will you have?
-G.W.: Beer's fine.

Yeah, beer.

Yeah, bring us four beers,
Sissy. And I'm buying.

G.W., you look right fine
in your uniform.

-Thanks.
-And you, too.

-Thank you.
-Now, you remember, I'm buying.

You said that, Horace.

And Yancy here,
he's buying the second round.

I didn't say that.

MAN ON RADIO:
...North Atlantic waters.

Jason, stop playing,
so I can hear the news.

Despite England's protective
move, figures tonight reveal

German raiders capture or sink
cargo ships almost at will,

with thousands of tons
of vital supplies

lost at sea beyond
the U.S. security zone.

The German U-boats are winning
the Battle of the Atlantic.

Today, they were
sighted off Iceland

by a British patrol plane,

and depth charges were dropped.

Thus, the 1,000 year isolation
of Iceland has been broken

by a war it did not bargain for.

Concerned that there
could be U-boats

lying off American shores,

President Roosevelt has issued

naval orders to search
and patrol.

This has been Arthur Wells,
reporting...

It's getting close to home.

Iceland?

Ain't that on our side
of the ocean?

Before you know it, they'll be
shelling New York and Norfolk

and the whole East Coast!

-To our boys!
-To our men!

(ALL CHEERING)

THELMA: This round's on me.

This country has been
good to me.

I'm going to fight the Hun.

(ALL CHEERING)

Oh, Yancy, that's just
the beer talking.

No, it is not.
I've given it a lot of thought.

I'm signing up!

(ALL CHEERING)

Yancy, you'll come back a bigger
hero than Ep Bridges.

Sissy, would you be proud
to marry a soldier?

It's the patriotic
thing to do. Yes.

Then we're going
to do it right now!

We'll drive to Rockfish,

and Justice Farrell
can marry us right now!

In 10 minutes,
he can do the job!

Oh, no, Yancy Tucker.

We're getting married
in the Baptist church.

And Jason's going to be playing
the wedding march,

and I'm going to be wearing
a long, white trail

and be carrying
mountain laurel and violets.

But, Sissy,
I get nervous in a church.

Oh, precious, all bridegrooms
get nervous.

You're hooked, Yancy.

Jason, play something
for the bride and groom.

And drinks on the house.

(ALL CHEERING)

(WEDDING MARCH PLAYING)

-Come in.
-I did.

Oh, I can't see yet, Ben.

That's okay.

Jason told me that you and Sissy
are getting married on Sunday.

-When's Sunday?
-Well, it's tomorrow!

Don't scream.

Congratulations.

Thank you, thank you.

I'll take care of your animals
when you're in the Army.

Oh, Ben, that was
worrying me sick,

who'd take care of my pets while
I was at camp and over there.

That's why I'm here.

I mean, Sissy can take care
of herself,

but what about Tiger
and Earl here?

Down, Earl.

(BIRDS CHIRPING LOUDLY)

And the piglets
and the little ducks.

They need a home.
They need family.

Ben,

you're family.

I'm proud you feel
that way, Yancy.

So we'll just
crate them all up

and take them down
to your house.

I was gonna take care
of them here.

No, no, they need a home.
They need a family.

Oh, confound it, Ben,
you got a good heart.

Here are his blankets.
Sun-dried, just like you said.

Mmm, they're still warm.
He'll love them, Elizabeth.

Can I try? I used to practice
on my dolls.

Let me show you first.
Then you can do it.

You put your hand here between
the cloth and the baby's skin.

So, that way,
if you stick something,

it'll be you instead of him.

Hi, Mama, here's the mail.

You know, it's much easier
on my dolls.

But not half as satisfying.
How is Curt?

Oh, he's fine.
He misses us and sends his love.

It's your turn, Elizabeth.

Here you go.

He wrote it and mailed it
on the way to Camp Lee.

Ow!

I'll get it right, don't worry.

-Hey, John.
-Hi, Yancy.

You know how I asked permission
to take care of Yancy's pets?

Yancy's so grateful that they'll
have family here with us,

I just couldn't turn him down.

You know Yancy's animals sleep
in the house with him, Son?

I know, Daddy, but he's going
into the service.

I can't turn him down.

Well, I can. Yancy.

Now, you be a good
little nipper

until your daddy gets back
from over there.

-Yancy.
-Yeah, John?

(MOOING)

Bring him along, he can stay
with Chance.

Won't you change your mind
and come to the wedding?

I'll stay here
with Mary Ellen.

Yancy and me been through a lot.
Gotta see him through this.

I wouldn't miss seeing Yancy
get hitched for anything.

-It might straighten him out.
-It straightened me out.

(LAUGHING)

-Bye-bye, Mama.
-Goodbye, Erin.

Erin!

I thought
I'd walk you to the wedding.

Alright.

Weekends are the hardest.

(SINGING)
* I love you truly *

* Truly dear *

* Life with its sorrow *

* Life with its tear *

* Fades into dreams *

* When I feel you are near *

* For I love you truly *

* Truly dear *

(PLAYING HYMN)

(PLAYING BRIDAL MARCH)

Marriage is an institution
of divine appointment.

It is the most
important step in life.

And as such, it should not be
entered into

unadvisedly or lightly,

but rather
discreetly and soberly.

In this estate, these people
come now to be joined.

If anyone present
knows of any cause

why they may not be
lawfully joined,

let him speak now

or else hereafter
forever hold his peace.

Do you, sir, take this woman
to be your lawful wife?

And do you promise,
before God and witnesses,

to love her, honor her,
comfort her,

and keep her
in sickness and in health,

and forsaking all others,

keep thee only unto her for as
long as you both shall live?

I do.

From those trees
to the fence over there.

This is land my parents gave me.

This is rich land.

I wish you never
had to go back to Camp Lee.

Are you scared?

We're all scared. But it's
something we have to do.

The other day before furlough,

as bullets and grenades
blew the land apart,

I thought, "This land
will never be the same."

I wondered who first owned it,
who first worked it.

Who used it as God
wanted it to be used.

And what farmers,
like my father and me,

could do with it even now.

I've hunted since I was a boy.
Put meat on the table.

Now I know what a bird

or a rabbit feels like
when it's hunted.

Now it's as if it's a real war.

G.W., do you ever wish
you hadn't joined up?

I don't believe in war,
but I want to do what's right.

I love my country.

You better hurry if you wanna
see G.W. off on the bus.

I know, Mama.

It's kind of hard
seeing him off again, isn't it?

Have you noticed the way G.W.
carries himself in his uniform?

-He sure changed a lot.
-He's scared.

When I looked at photographs
of your daddy in uniform,

I was the one who was scared.

But Daddy signed up
because he thought he had to.

-G.W. signed up because of me.
-Don't you go feeling guilty.

Boys join up
for a lot of reasons.

He was trying
to impress me, Mama.

He won't say it, but I know
he wishes he hadn't joined up.

I heard Mr. Kaltenborn
say on the radio

that this is only gonna
last six months.

I'm going to cling to that.

(HORN HONKING)

-Who's doing that?
-Jim-Bob.

Says he'll drive you and G.W.
to the bus, so you two can talk.

He'll do anything
to drive a car.

(HONKING)

-Jim-Bob, that's enough.
-Sorry, Mama.

I'd drive you in my car,
but it has three flats.

Say goodbye to G.W. for me.
Wish him luck.

-I will, Mama.
-Bye, Mama.

Mama, will you feed these
to the pigs for me?

You're the one who volunteered
to feed Yancy's pigs.

I got to see Yancy off.

Today's the day he goes
to Richmond to enlist.

Besides, Daddy said
I could borrow the truck.

-Just this once.
-Thanks, Mama.

Mama, can I go, too?

Well, I guess
I won't get too lonesome.

I've always got Yancy's pigs.

Thank you. Ben, wait for me.

Hello, piggies.

Here we go.
Are you hungry? Come on.

Come here. There you go.

You'll get your turn.
Just hang on.

Come on.

Here.

Behave yourself.
Come over there. Come on.

(GIGGLING) Come on.

It doesn't seem that long ago.

Your ninth birthday,
when we gave you Red.

Yeah, he came right up
to me on the field.

He probably remembers
you slept in the barn with him

for a full week.

He was the prettiest foal
old Nellie ever gave us.

I can still see
the two of them running,

kicking up their heels together.

(HORN HONKING)

-Goodbye, Mama.
-Goodbye, Son.

I'll be home
on my next furlough.

Son, take care of yourself.

I bet your folks
were glad to see you.

It seemed awful short.

(HORN HONKING)

Hey, G.W., are there
any secret military bases

down where you are?

I'm in the infantry.
I wouldn't know.

But you got eyes.
You must hear a lot.

Men in the service aren't
supposed to talk of such things.

President Roosevelt says
on the radio

that we're gonna build
50,000 airplanes a year.

It's got to be for the war.

You must hear more than we do.

Don't you see a lot of airplanes
flying over? Fighters, bombers?

They got an amphibian that
can land on land and water.

They say it's for
wildlife surveys,

but I'll bet you it's for
submarine lookout.

Did you see any
of those flying over?

Jim-Bob, I don't think
G.W. is as interested

in airplanes as you are.

If we do go to war, when do you
think you'll be shipping out?

We're not supposed to
talk about such things.

Boy, that's really dumb.

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

(MARCHING BAND PLAYING)

Well, Yancy, you ought to have
one more for the road!

For the road? One more for me.

Yancy, you've got to be sober
when you get to Richmond.

Sissy, Richmond's 84 miles away.

Yancy, do you know
how proud we are of you?

(ALL SINGING)
* Wedding bells *

* Will ring so merrily *

* Every tear *

* Will be a memory *

* So we'll wait and pray *

* Each night for me *

* Till we meet again *

(ALL CHEERING)

Horace, that's another war.

That's right, this is my war!

Yancy, you take care, you hear?

It's the Hun better take care!

Yeah!

I love you, Erin.

I'll take pictures
of your pets and send them.

Do that, Ben. I'll put them in
my wallet, alongside of Sissy.

Not your pigs.

Okay, Sissy, I'll put you
in a special spot.

Right here over my heart.

(YANCY YELLING)

I'm fine, I'm fine.

(MARCHING BAND PLAYING)

Are you writing her two letters?

For her father?
Asking for her hand?

I've been looking
all over for you.

Mama says it's time
to come to supper.

I'll be along, Jim-Bob.

-Who you writing to?
-G.W.

You just saw him. What's there
to write about already?

I'll be along, Jim-Bob.

Besides, he's kind of dull.

He won't even about the planes
flying up and down the coast.

If you ask me,
G.W. is just dumb.

I've never seen little pigs eat
so much. And so often.

Them little pigs are just trying
to make hogs of themselves.

Yancy's calf needs
feeding too, Son.

I'll do that after
I separate the milk.

And don't forget
to feed Yancy's chickens.

-JOHN: And his dog!
-You don't have to rub it in!

Say goodbye
to everybody for me.

-We will. Give our love to Curt.
-I will.

I thought Curt was gonna be able
to come home on the weekends.

Does the Army break promises?

When I see his
commanding officer,

that's the first thing
I'm gonna ask him.

I've never been away
from him before.

Don't you worry,
we'll take good care of him.

Bye, Mama.

Bye, honey.

Bye.

Bye, now.

Now, where have
I seen this before?

I don't know whether to be sad
for Mary Ellen or happy for me.

Well, be happy for Mary Ellen.
She's probably with Curt by now.

It's been a long time since
we had a baby in this room.

OLIVIA: It certainly has.

Seems like old times.

Which feeding do you want?
The 2:00 or the 6:00?

Oh, now, Liv, I'm not sure
I still have the knack for it.

Don't worry, I won't
let you have either one.

JOHN: Look at that.
Look at that.

JOHN: Yancy!

What are you doing back so soon?

Can you get me out of town
before anybody else sees me?

Hop in.

What happened, Yance?

I got turned down,
that's what happened.

How come?

Said I was 4-F.

And if that wasn't bad enough,

that man in the White House
and his social security numbers

claim I was over 32.

Yeah, you are over 32,
aren't you, Yance?

What difference
does that make, John,

if a man wants to go
fight for his country?

I'll never get in now.

Even if I get
my flat feet fixed.

Well, now, Yance, I think you
should be proud of yourself.

Trying to get in, even though
you know you're over 32

and not in tip-top shape.

We wouldn't have to mention
that part about

the flat feet to anybody,
would we, John?

-Even to Sissy?
-Not me, Yance.

Just so long as you take back
your calf and your pigs

and your chickens and your dog.

Oh, I fully intend to do that,
John. I sure miss them critters.

Tell me, how's old Tiger?

Getting along fine, Yance.

You just can't get over what Ben
and I have done, can you?

It'll take a little getting used
to, Sissy, dear.

I tried to fix it up
like a picture

I saw in House Beautiful.

(CALF MOOING)

It sounds like my little baby
calf is cold outside.

He'll be a cow
before you know it.

Be a cow before you know it.

That's funny, Sissy.

(TIGER WHIMPERING)

Do you know how long Tiger and
I have been sleeping together?

Yancy Tucker,
it's either me or that dog.

(TIGER WHIMPERING)

I just can't leave Tiger out
on a cold night like this!

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

Wait a minute, Sissy, dear,
wait a minute.

I've heard that a good marriage
is a pack of compromise.

How about if Tiger sleeps
under the bed, huh?

Come on, Tiger, under the bed.
Go on, Tiger.

I'll settle for that.

Mary Ellen, what are you doing
home so soon?

What's the matter?
Is Curt alright?

Daddy, can you take the van
and meet Curt

at the train station
in Charlottesville?

What's wrong?

G.W. was killed in a training
accident at Camp Lee.

-What?
-Curt has to bring him home.

I brought G.W. home.

(SOBBING)

It was early morning.

Hand grenade drill,
one at a time.

G.W.'s turn first,
with other personnel

50 yards away
from where he was,

to throw the grenade over this
fence where the enemy was.

They'd practiced for days
with bottles filled with water.

But that particular morning,
it was live.

Offensive grenade.

So, he pulled the pin,

and he stepped up
out of the shell hole,

and he swung his arm back,

and there was a rabbit,
feeding along the fence.

G.W. hesitated just
for a split second,

and then he threw the grenade
high, far up into the air

where it exploded.

He was just a baby.

I remember him just as he was.

I'm going to bed.

John, you said
to tell how it happened.

That's right.
I want it out in the open.

There's a lot of young,
impressionable minds here.

I don't like hiding
the truth from them.

-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.

You know,
I taught G.W. to dance.

That was a little
before my time.

He seemed like a fine boy.

Boy. Yeah, that's all he was.

He never even got a chance
to be a man.

Jim-Bob, I think I'd like
to ride with you.

You were all mighty quiet
at breakfast this morning.

I feel awful.

I think all of us feel awful
at a time like this.

Grandpa, I called G.W. dumb
and now I can't take it back.

Mmm.

When somebody dies,
we're racked with regret

for fear we've said something
we hadn't ought to have said.

Or left unsaid.

Or wish we had said.
A word of praise or love.

If you love, admire
and respect someone,

it's not a bad idea to tell them
so from time to time.

That way it makes living a lot
better for them and for you.

What I said was awful.
And I really liked him.

I think G.W. knew that.

-You think so?
-Oh, I know so.

Don't worry about John Curtis.
He'll be just fine.

-Thanks, Elizabeth.
-Mama, who's riding with who?

I'm riding with your daddy.
Erin, you come with us.

Mama, Daddy, I can't go.

-Erin.
-Let her go, Liv.

We find it hard to accept
the loss of one so young.

One whose life had just begun,
at the threshold of his years.

He was a kind and gentle person,

who felt deeply his love
for all living things.

And we who mourn him can find
strength in the knowledge

that he will be warmly accepted

into the sheltering arms
of his Lord and Creator.

Loving, grieving parents,
and dear friends,

Walton's Mountain has given
one of its finest young men.

Let us thank God the war
has not reached our shores.

It is happening in England,
France, and throughout Europe.

I'll be back.

BUCHANAN: Let this loss
not be in vain,

may it open our eyes
to realities.

Let us take a moment
in silent prayer.

I thought I'd find you here.

Daddy, he was so scared.
Did Mama tell you that?

There's not much your mama and
me keep from each other, honey.

Erin, there is a letter
I've been keeping for you.

Asked me to give it to you, in
case anything happened to him.

Will you read it to me?

Sure I will, honey.

"Dear Erin,

"I'm writing this on the bus

"after we said goodbye
at Rockfish.

"I am returning to Camp Lee
and whatever fate may bring.

"This, for legal purposes,
is a will.

"I, George William Haines,
on this date,

"do bequeath to you,
Erin Walton,

"the bottom land acreage

"given to me by my parents

"and recorded in the Jefferson
County Hall of Records.

"I know you will love it
and protect it.

"Thank you for sharing my
thoughts and my dreams. G.W."

Oh, Daddy.

JOHN-BOY: That first casualty

brought the war home
to our Mountain.

There were to be
many more sacrifices

during the long war years ahead.

But G.W. Haines was remembered

most especially
because he was the first

from our area to give the
fullest measure of his devotion.

ELIZABETH: Where's Erin?
OLIVIA: She's outside.

-Is she alone?
-I don't think so.

-Goodnight, Elizabeth.
-Goodnight, Mama.