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People coming to Walton's
Mountain for the first time...

may have been surprised to find
that we had such a good life.

More often than not, outsiders
impressions of hill people...

are formed by
comic-strip characters

or jokes about hillbillies.

We were neither.

Yet, we did have
our rituals and our customs...

which must have seemed
odd to outlanders.

I remember a time when one of
our Blue Ridge customs...

caused a great deal of
discomfort to a visitor...

and almost broke up a marriage

that had just
barely gotten underway.

-No more.
-You have to practice.

-This is silly.
-No, it's not.

Suppose you drop the ring when
you're meant to be holding it.

Then somebody'll just have to
pick it up. This is dumb.

-No, it's not. It's a wedding.
-Weddings are for girls.

Daddy, why doesn't Olivia get
married in the front room?

What if it rains?

Then you don't have to
water the lawn.

-Jason, keep those slats coming.
-Coming right up, Daddy.

Elizabeth, you're gonna wreck
them, you're doing it all wrong.

-Show me how to do it right.
-I don't have time right now.

Why don't you go
visit with Olivia?

You're trying to get rid of me.

-That's right.
-When it's my wedding...

-I'm not gonna let anybody help.
-Not even your husband?

-That depends.
-On what?

On whether I like him or not.

Well, there's another one.

Livie, there's more pink than
there are red. Now come on.

I know it'd be better if they
were real flowers, but....

My fingers just don't work
the way they used to.

I wasn't even thinking
about the flowers, Grandma.

I was just wishing
that Marnie could be here.

Well, you're here.

You're the closest she can get
to having a real mama...

and you're doing everything
to make her wedding day special.

I hope so.

She's gonna be surrounded by
people that love her...

people that care enough
to go to all this trouble.

She was telling me that her
fiancé wanted to get married...

in the city hall in Richmond.
She couldn't bear that idea.

-You can't guess what I've got.
-No time for guessing games.

-Why aren't you helping John?
-Because I wanted to help you.

Fresh violets. Zeb.

Grandpa, they're beautiful.
Where did you find them?

You ought to remember. Same
place we get them every year...

-after the spring thaw.
-Well, where is that?

Alongside that
big, old scarlet oak...

where the roots stick up out of
the ground on the south slope.

You ought to remember
the first time

we picked violets there, Esther.

Oh, shush.

Wherever you found them,
they're just lovely.

I'm so glad Olivia is gonna have
fresh flowers to carry.

Well, they won't be fresh long
if we don't get them into water.

Livie, this time tomorrow
your namesake...

and her intended will be locked
in the arms of matrimony.

I can't wait to meet her fiancé.
The way Olivia talks about him

you'd think he was a movie star
from Hollywood, California.

Olivia.

Did your mother really get
married in that dress?

In 1914.

Mother would be so happy if
she knew I was going to wear it.

The only thing that makes me sad
is that she'll never meet Bob.

Do you remember her?

I remember being on
a train with her,

coming here
to Walton's Mountain.

I must have been about 4...

and your mother met us
at the Rockby Station.

I'm so glad I could
be here with her,

with all of you for my wedding.

-Well, I sure hope Bob likes us.
-Well, of course he will...

and you're gonna be
just crazy about him.

-Did I show you his picture?
-About a million times.

I'm sorry to be so boring about
him, but he's just so wonderful.

I can't talk about anyone or
anything else.

Bob Hill?

I feel like I already know you.
Seen your picture so many times.

-I'm John Walton Jr.
-Hello.

You might as well call me
John-Boy. Everybody else does.

Well, let's go.
Olivia's dying to see you...

-and the whole family's--
-Please be careful with it.

-It's cowhide.
-Here, I'll take that.

Thank you.

These roads aren't in very good
shape. The winters ruin them.

Must be lonely
out here at night...

miles and miles
of nothing but trees.

There ain't no
streetlights out here.

-Trees.
-Lots of trees.

I've never been
to the country much myself.

Born and raised in Richmond...

and Olivia and I would've been
married there, too.

I almost wish that we would've
kept it quiet and simple,

-just the two of us.
-I don't know about that.

Olivia had her heart set on
coming back to the mountain...

and my mama and her mama
being best friends and all.

Would've been easier
if you all came up to Richmond.

Wouldn't have been
so much trouble for you.

It's no trouble.
We're looking forward to it.

We're going to have
a real country wedding.

You got any change?

Change. You got a couple of
dollars worth of change?

-You're going to need it.
-What for?

I'll tell you later. We won't
have time to get it tomorrow.

-Why am I gonna need change?
-You'll find out.

Closed.

Ike Godsey's General Merchandise
store is closed. No exceptions.

-Hey, Yancy.
-Hey, John-Boy.

Well. Hey, Ike. John-Boy's here.

Well, I guess we could make
an exception in your case.

Be right with you, John-Boy.

We're really looking forward
to that wedding...

not to mention the
you-know-what.

Ike, Yancy, I'd like you
to meet a gentleman here.

This is the groom, Bob Hill.
Yancy Tucker and Ike Godsey.

-Hi, Yancy.
-How do you do?

-Glad to meet you, Bob.
-Ike.

We've been looking forward
to your wedding.

Yeah, we're going hunting,
but we're coming back special.

You're gonna have the best
shivaree this county's seen.

That's for sure.

Best what?

A real down-home, first-class,
humdinger shivaree.

That's why we stopped by
to get the change.

-What's a shivaree?
-I'll tell you in a while.

We need some change, Ike...

so that Bob can have some money
to give the children.

-Right.
-Let him have a couple dollars.

Couple dollar bills. Let him
have a couple dollar bills.

-Here you go. That's $2.00.
-Thank you, Ike.

And if that concludes your
business...

Ike and me's got some hunting to
do tonight and tomorrow.

But don't you worry,
we'll see you tomorrow night.

See you tomorrow night.
Happy hunting, fellers.

-See you tomorrow night.
-See you tomorrow night.

Could you tell me
what that was all about...

and why those men
are coming to my wedding?

Don't worry, they're not
gonna be at the ceremony.

They're just gonna do
the shivaree.

I've heard that word
six times in six minutes.

What is that shivaree deal?

Well, you see,
it's when a couple....

I'll explain it to you.
There's plenty of time.

Here we are.

Have all the guests arrived?

These aren't the guests.
This is just the family.

My grandmother and grandfather,
and my daddy, my mama...

brothers and sisters.
This is Bob Hill, everybody.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Hello, Bob. I'm Olivia,
your bride's namesake.

Hello, Bob. How do you do?

This is my mother-in-law,
Mrs. Walton.

Hello, Mrs. Walton.

My daughters,
Elizabeth and Erin.

-I'm Ben.
-Ben.

-Jason.
-Welcome, Bob.

Jason. Hello.

Bob!

-Bob, darling.
-Hello.

That's my sister, Mary Ellen.

-Bob, I'm so glad to see you.
-Hi, honey.

-This is Mary Ellen.
-How do you do?

How do you do?

John-Boy, why don't you
show Bob to your room?

I hope you don't mind sharing
John-Boy's room.

There's a room for you and
Olivia after you get married.

Let's put your things away.
I wanna show you around.

Ya'll take a look around,
I'll put this stuff in my room.

Thank you very much.

You know, our pond is almighty
pretty this time of day.

Why don't you two go for a walk?

Thank you, Grandpa. We will.

-Where is that?
-Over there.

-See you later. Bye.
-Bye-bye.

Have a nice walk.

Olivia's right. He's wonderful.

He's kind of a stuffed shirt
if you ask me.

You wouldn't recognize a
real sophisticated person

if you fell over one.

But we'd all recognize a stuffed
shirt, except you, of course.

Ben, you've got the instincts
of a homing pigeon...

when it comes to getting your
sister mad.

She's boring.
So is Olivia's boyfriend.

Well, he is a little grand,
isn't he?

Nobody can know what he's like,
he's been here for five minutes.

Give him a chance.

I'm going to work.

Look, Bob.
Aren't they beautiful?

Don't you just love it here?

I think this is the most
beautiful place in the world.

Come, sit down.

I feel as if I haven't
seen you in years.

If you kiss me now,
nobody'd ever know.

Olivia, could we go back and
have the wedding in Richmond?

Just us?

Well, what's wrong with having
the wedding here,

the way we planned?

Well, ever since I got here,
I feel like...

my shoes are on the wrong feet.

I don't know what to say.

I say all the wrong things.
I'm out of place here.

I'm sorry.

I should've understood.

They're all strangers to you...

and I haven't given you
a chance to get acquainted.

But the Walton's are the only
real family I've ever had...

and I wanted to get married
in an atmosphere of love.

I just couldn't bear going to
some cold, official office.

-That's what you want?
-Yes, Bob.

-Please.
-Then that's what we'll do.

I love you...

and you'll see. We'll be very
glad we did it this way.

We will.

It's been a long trip, and all
this is still strange to you...

but everything is going to be
wonderful. You'll see.

Got kind of muddy
this afternoon.

You'll get used to it,
especially this time of year.

You ought to try going barefoot.
It's fun.

Is that a requirement
of a country wedding?

No.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to be rude.

I'm just nervous, I guess.

Everything here seems to me...

-foreign, you know?
-I can understand that.

Well, I....

I guess I ought to explain
to you about this shivaree.

-There's that word again.
-Shivaree, that's right.

Well, it's a....

It's a sort of a country
tradition we have around here.

It's been around for....

Well, it came over with the
first settlers.

I looked the word up once.
It's a French word.

Well, you see,
what happens is...

the men and the boys of the
community on the wedding night..

congregate outside the window
of the bride and the groom.

Well, they sort of
scream and holler and

whoop it up and
kick up quite a ruckus.

-You're kidding?
-No, I'm serious...

and anything can happen.

Sometimes they even
kidnap the groom.

-They kidnap?
-Yeah.

Well, a couple of the fellas
will sort of drag him off

into the woods
and leave him there.

-What?
-Well, it's fun.

I know it sounds silly,
but it's....

You just sort of....
You pay them, you see.

You pay them,
and they leave you alone.

-You pay them?
-It's like a token.

That's why we went and
got the money at the store.

I don't understand. They kidnap
you, and you pay them?

I know it sounds silly,
but it's traditional, you know.

It's a country tradition,
and it's all in fun.

You won't mind it.
You'll enjoy it.

John...

I won't stand for that.

He won't?

No, he won't.
He did not like the idea at all.

Well, it may sound peculiar
in the telling of it...

-but once a shivaree gets going.
-I don't think so, Grandpa.

-Good. Then we can call it off.
-Oh.

It won't seem like a real
wedding without a shivaree.

Well, it didn't help our
wedding. Made me nervous.

That wasn't what
made you nervous.

Oh, hush.

It does seem kind of a shame.

Kids were really looking forward
to it, especially Ben.

He had the mumps last time there
was a shivaree around here.

John, if he really feels that
way, we better call it off.

I'd feel terrible if anything
spoiled Olivia's wedding day.

If he's gonna get all upset,
I guess we better.

I'll tell the kids.
You tell Ike and Yancy.

Daddy, I can't tell them.
They've gone hunting.

They won't be back
till the wedding.

-Liv....
-You could leave a note.

-Leave a note. They'll get it.
-Okay.

Thank you, John.

I want this to be
a perfect day for her.

You do understand, don't you?

-What are you doing up here?
-Hiding.

Every time we went in the house
Grandma'd say...

"Don't mess up the cushions,"
or "Don't dirty the floor" .

I don't wanna go
to any dumb old wedding.

But you wanted to go
to the shivaree.

Well, that was going to be the
fun part. Now who cares?

Where'd you get that chicken,
anyway?

It's bear meat.

I got up early and
killed me a bear.

You go and get us some of that
chicken or you're going out.

What're you gonna do
to keep me out of here?

Okay, okay. I can manage to find
two more pieces...

but if I get caught,
I'm blaming you.

Why don't you let me hold that
for you while you go down?

I don't trust you.

Come on, you can trust me.
I'm your brother.

Well, okay.

-Is there anything I can do?
-No, thank you.

-You must be a nervous wreck.
-Why?

-Well, it's your wedding day.
-Well...

I have a very definite
plan of my life

and part of that
is getting married.

Well, that's part of my plan,
too.

Doesn't mean I'm not gonna be
scared on my wedding day.

I don't really believe
in men showing fear, you know.

You got any relatives
coming to the wedding?

Well, my mother and father died
when I was a boy...

and I was raised by my
father's mother,

and she died last year.

It's too bad you don't have
any people coming.

Well, can't be helped.

No use brooding about it.

-Well, I'll go see Olivia.
-Wait a minute. Which Olivia?

-My Olivia.
-You can't do that.

You're not supposed to see the
bride before the wedding.

Superstition.

No, wait a minute. That's bad
luck. You can't do that.

Go away, silly. It's bad luck.

That was Bob.

I think I scared him away
when I yelled.

Aunt Olivia, do you like him?

He seems like a nice,
quiet boy...

and most of all,
he seems to care about you.

How do you know
if you've made a mistake?

I guess your heart tells you.

Well, my heart tells me I
didn't...

and that everything's
gonna be just wonderful.

Here, let me do that.

Your mother would be
so happy today.

I remember when we were little.
We used to visit back and forth.

At night we'd huddle in our beds
and whisper about what our lives

were gonna be like
when we grew up.

What kind of man
we were gonna marry,

how many children
we were gonna have.

-How many did Mama want?
-Six.

She must have been disappointed.

Oh, no. She loved you very much.

What a beautiful
little baby you were,

all smiles and
giggles and ruffles.

Marnie used to dress you
as if every day was Sunday.

She made all of your clothes
herself...

and she embroidered
tiny little pink rosebuds

on every single dress.

-I still have one of them.
-You do?

She kept it for me.

Thank you for letting me
take her place.

Look, Elizabeth found all the
things I needed.

She gave me this.

She said it would take care
of three things at once...

since it was borrowed from her,
and it's blue,

and it's brand new, as well.

You're very special.

Elizabeth was planning
on wearing that herself.

She told me,
and I promised her I'd wear it.

I don't have to worry about
something old,

since I'm wearing Mama's dress.

So I guess I'm all set.

I'm scared.

"Dearly beloved...

"we are gathered here
in the presence of God...

"and in the face of this
company...

"to join together this Man and
Woman in holy Matrimony."

Robert...

"wilt thou have this Woman
to be thy wedded wife?"

I will.

"And wilt thou love her, comfort
her, honor, and keep her?"

I will.

"Forsaking all others,
keep thee only unto her...

"so long as ye both shall live."

Simmer down, everybody.
Quiet down.

Quiet, everybody!

-It's time to cut the cake.
-Okay.

This is the happiest day
of my life.

Mine, too.

If I wasn't so tired,
I'd get up and go to bed.

I don't think I could
get myself to bed.

Well, I'll tell you what.

I'll carry you
across the threshold

just like you were the bride.

I accept your offer.

Esther, come to my arms.

I can make it on my
own two feet, thank you.

-Once I do these dishes.
-Tomorrow.

No, we'd better do them--

-John.
-No.

Not tonight. First thing
in the morning. Come on.

First time in my life
I ever left dirty dishes.

-Come on.
-Are you gonna help me?

Go on.

Tone down the noise, Yancy.

You wanna wake up
those newlyweds?

Wouldn't that be a shame?

-Where is the happy couple?
-They're right in there.

What's going on here?

We heard you was
a traveling man.

-Wait a minute!
-Bob!

You put him down!

No!

Come back.

No.

What're we gonna do? They
weren't supposed to do that.

Don't worry.
We'll have him back in no time.

They're just going to dump him
down the road-a-ways.

We'll go get him.

Stop this thing and let me out.

Don't stand up, son.
You're liable to fall.

Let me out or I'll jump.

Would they bring him out
this far?

There's no telling where those
two bandits'll end up.

They got a groom so lost one
time...

it took him three days
to find his way home.

Another one stumbled into
a bunch of bootleggers.

Nearly got himself shot.

I thought you were
going to stop this.

I tried. I left a note
at Ike's and one at Yancy's.

I guess they just
didn't see them.

I hope they don't
get rough with him.

Rough? Don't worry, they
wouldn't think of hurting him.

Bob's kind of fussy.
Wants things to go his way.

Well, I can't say I blame him,
especially on his own wedding.

He hangs up his socks
when he takes them off...

and puts them
on little wire frames.

-What?
-They're called sock hangers.

That's what he was doing
when those men came

and took him away.

I'm sorry.

I guess it'd probably be just as
well if this hadn't happened...

but don't worry about it.

They won't let
anything happen to him.

They better not.

Oh, John.
Whatever made you think

they'd bring the
bridegroom down here?

Knowing Ike and Yancy, this
would be their idea of a joke.

Ike?

Yancy?

It's time to get that boy home.

That sounds like Hyder Snow's
coonhound.

Yeah, he's got a
fresh scent for sure.

Right this very minute I'd
sooner be...

scuttling down some gully
behind an old coonhound.

We ought to do that some night,
Pa.

Providing we can get Reckless
to join us in a coon hunt.

I never saw a dog so shy of coon
in my life.

He's been that way ever
since....

When he was just a puppy
that coon tried to drown him.

Yeah, it is peaceful here
tonight, isn't it?

I'd rather be home in bed, Pa.

What do you think they did
with that boy?

Your Aunt Mayfern's headstone
is settling crooked.

Pa, let's go.

Alright, I'll come here by
daylight and straighten her out.

Look out.

That Tyler was a nice man.

-Hey, Ike.
-There we go.

I figured we'd take him over
to Evermont and cut him loose.

No. I thought we were going
to take him clean to Richmond.

He ought to be able to make it
home for breakfast, huh?

If he don't fall down in the
mire get stuck in the quicksand.

Watch out. He's a fighter.

A lot of bears here, and they're
pretty good fighters, too.

Is there a policeman
around here anywhere?

A policeman? You've been living
in the city too long.

All we got out here
is a sheriff.

I think we should
get in touch with him.

If he got rousted out of his bed
every time we had a shivaree...

-he'd never get any sleep.
-Is this all we're going to do?

Just ride around all night
looking?

We're going to find him, Olivia.
Don't worry.

But you don't know Bob.

He's never been in this
kind of wild country before.

-Decently tied, huh?
-Yeah--

Okay, let's go!

How did you two meet, anyway?

-Kites.
-What?

I used to....

I used to see Bob in this little
park near where I live,

before I met him.

Every Saturday morning
he'd be out flying a kite.

It's his hobby. He has them
from all over the world.

-It's an interesting hobby.
-Anyway, I figured...

if I wasn't gonna meet him
any other way...

I was gonna have to
try something.

So I went out, and I bought a
kite and some string...

and I went down to the park...

and I tried to get my kite
tangled up with his.

-Did you?
-Did I?

His first words to me were,

"You've just ruined
my Japanese dragon."

John-Boy, what are we doing
talking about kites...

in the middle of the night
out here in the wilds...

of the Blue Ridge Mountains?
This is my wedding night.

-Nice dog, nice dog.
-No, he ain't.

-He's mean as a cocklebur.
-Who are you?

I might ask you the same thing.

-Say, are you a convict?
-No.

No. Look, whoever you are,
will you please help me?

Well, I don't know.

We're tailing a coon that's
given us the slip twice now.

I aim to catch him before the
night's over.

Say, you sure you ain't on the
wrong side of the law?

No. My name's Bob Hill,

and I'm a guest
over at the Walton house.

Then what's the handcuffs for?

Well, I got married
this afternoon.

They Shivareed you.

Sorry, Livie.

I could wring Ike Godsey's neck.

Yancy's no better than Ike.

Go ahead, if it'll
make you feel any better.

I just can't keep them still.

Almost wish there were more
dishes to clean.

Grandma, why don't you go to
bed? It's not gonna do any good

for both of us to lose
a night's sleep.

-I couldn't sleep.
-Me, neither.

-Is Bob still lost?
-Elizabeth.

How long have you been sitting
there?

I don't know.

I was just listening to you
and Grandma, and I fell asleep.

-You alright?
-I'm okay.

-It's Grandpa and Daddy.
-Just them?

...and old Rooster
picked up a trail...

10 minutes away from the house.

I never did see what he was
tracking...

but he sure was making
one fearsome racket.

I was hunting with one of them
Wheeler boys that night.

That one works in the livery
stable down in Scottsville.

-I wouldn't know him.
-Well, you ain't missing much.

Like I was saying, that was....
You'd better step over, son...

-some of these young bucks.
-Bob?

-...about 30 miles an hour.
-Poor thing! Are you alright?

Mind if we go back to
civilization now?

Hop aboard.

-How are you, Mr. Snow?
-I'm in the prime, John-Boy.

-How's your granddaddy?
-He's in the prime, too.

-You give him my respects now.
-Will do.

-Can we drop you somewheres?
-No, thanks.

Me and Rooster might catch that
coon yet.

-Well, good luck to you.
-Good luck to you, son.

Good luck to you.

Come on, there.

I'm sorry we didn't find you
sooner, we've been looking...

-for the longest kind of time.
-Thanks a lot.

Bob, don't be that way.

I'm so mad that if I
say anything

it's not gonna be anything
that you're gonna want to hear.

So suppose we just not talk,
alright?

Alright. Whatever you say.

-But I think you ought to talk.
-Not now.

I think you should
get it off your chest.

I don't want to.
I wanna kill!

-I think he means it, Olivia.
-You stay out of this.

Okay, I'm sorry.

...there I was
floating on a raft

in the middle of Drucilla Pond.

I could've been floating down
the Rockfish River.

By the time I got the ropes
untied...

I was soaked clear through.

I got home, though,
about midnight.

Liv took one look at me,
and she started laughing.

I guess if you're used to such
things, you can find it funny.

That's what I'm trying to tell
you. It's all done in fun.

Years to come, you and your wife
will be laughing about this.

-I doubt that.
-Learning how to laugh...

can help you through some of
those rough spots in a marriage.

I'll bear that in mind.

John-Boy said Bob
was a little cross.

So I thought maybe
some hot tea...

and brownies might
make a difference.

Aunt Olivia,
now I really am scared.

I expect every bride is.

Don't worry.
Bob's probably scared, too.

-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.

-Goodnight, Bob.
-Goodnight.

Bob, I was so worried about you.

Aunt Olivia brought us
some tea and things.

Shall I pour you some?

Bob...

I wanted this to be the most
wonderful night in the world.

I love you so much,
and nothing's gone right.

Can't we just pretend
it hasn't happened?

Let's just start all over again.

I think maybe
we made a big mistake.

There he stood, covered all over
with wasp bites,

screaming with pain...

and I rushed out the woods,
grabbed some willow leaves...

and a few assorted weeds,
and mashed it up all together...

rubbed them on him,
and those bumps disappeared...

before you knew it.

Aunt Olivia,
could I talk to you?

Of course, sweetheart. Come on.

Grandma, what's the
matter with Olivia?

I thought brides
were supposed to be happy.

You've got a lot to learn,
child.

Daddy, can I go see what's wrong
with Olivia?

No, honey, your mother can
take care of things.

Excuse the mess. I didn't have
time to make the bed.

I didn't have to make mine.

It was never slept in.

What happened?

We sat up.

All night?

Him in one chair in a corner
and me in the other.

-He's really angry.
-I don't know. He won't talk.

He just keeps saying
that we've made a mistake.

Do you feel you've
made a mistake?

No.

I really love him.

All I want is
for us to be together

and for everything
to be alright.

Poor baby.

Maybe Bob just needs
somebody to talk to.

Liv, I don't even know
what the problem is.

Why don't we just
stay out of it?

He just needs
a father-to-son talk.

What am I gonna say to him?

What would you say if it were
John-Boy?

No son of mine is ever going
to sit up in a chair

on his wedding night.

-No son of yours ever would.
-Why, Livie Walton.

But that's not what we're
talking about.

Now the boy's really upset.

It's just a shivaree, Liv.
We got through ours.

Remember? I come home all
covered with mud, mad.

You were a funny sight.

So you will talk to him?

Alright, I'll talk to him.
Can I finish my breakfast first?

He says he'll talk to Bob as
soon as he finishes breakfast.

Thank you.

-Could I use your phone, please?
-I'm sorry, we don't have one.

No phone?
Nobody around here has a phone?

There's a phone down
at Ike Godsey's store.

-Fine, I'll go there then.
-Why do you need a phone?

-'Cause I'm calling a taxi.
-Why?

Because we're going back
to Richmond.

I thought you were gonna stay
for the rest of the week.

-I am.
-What about him?

I don't know about him.

As a matter of fact, I don't
even think I know him at all.

Well, then you better get
acquainted real fast.

There's a marriage license
between the two of you...

that's more binding than either
of you seem to realize.

Give them a chance, Esther.

After all, they've only had
one night of wedded bliss.

What's that?

That, Jim-Bob,
is when two young people...

-first begin to find the joy--
-Will you hush, old man.

I was not gonna say anything

that wasn't fitting
for young ears.

And how about her ears?

I think it's time for you
children to go outside.

-It's more interesting inside.
-I know, honey.

-Come on, outside. Jason start--
-Daddy.

Erin, upstairs.
Please, let's go. Come on.

You heard your father. Now move.

I'm gonna go pack.

I still don't understand this.

One minute she's gonna stay,
another minute she's leaving.

Ben, go on outside.

She's crying her eyes out.

The newlyweds are having
problems.

That seems pretty plain.
What exactly is the problem?

-They sat up all night.
-In chairs.

-What?
-It happens sometimes. Nerves.

Well, who wouldn't be nervous...

after being blindfolded,
handcuffed...

and dumped on the road at night

with a young bride
waiting at home?

The shivaree's gotten more than
one marriage off to a bad start.

John, we've got to do something.
Please talk to him.

Honey, I'm not a preacher.

Well, has anybody got any
suggestions?

I have.

Honey, I asked you
to go upstairs.

But, Daddy, I have a good idea.

What Bob and Olivia need now
is to be alone...

with nobody else around,
and I have the perfect place.

I don't know what I'd do,
but I'll tell you one thing...

if it was my wedding, I wouldn't
sit up all night in a chair.

Yeah, that fits.

I'd like to use your telephone,
please.

-The groom. How you doing--
-Don't come near me, please.

-What's the matter?
-The telephone.

I'd like to use the telephone.
Where is it?

It's over there, I hope you're
not upset over last night.

We came back 15 minutes after we
left you, but, you know...

you weren't there, so we figured
you'd found your way home.

-That's right.
-I don't want to talk about it.

Want me to get the
number for you?

No, thank you.

The phone's a little cranky,
you know, crank, crank.

Hello, I'd like the number
of the nearest taxicab service

to Walton's Mountain, please.

Where am I?

Ike Godsey's General
Merchandise.

Ike Godsey's General
Merchandise.

She wants to talk to you.

Hello, Miss Fanny.

Sure he can pay.
I'll personally vouch for him.

He's the one that got married
over at the Walton's yesterday.

He married the daughter of
Olivia's old friend Marnie.

It was a wonderful wedding
and a great shivaree.

Yeah.

Okay. Well, thank you,
Miss Fanny. Toodle-leeloo.

Charlie Larson, he's the one
that runs the cab over there.

He took the day off.
He went fishing.

And so she's gonna try to get
his wife Alice

to come over here
and pick you up.

-What do I owe you?
-One thin dime.

There's no hard feelings.

Better hurry up, Grandpa.
We don't have too much time.

We're almost ready
for the honeymooners, John-Boy.

I've just called a taxi...

so I guess we'd better say
goodbye to your friends.

-They're all gone.
-What? Gone?

-Where?
-I don't know.

So couldn't we just leave?

Bob...

do you love me?

I'm sorry I ever
came to this place.

Wish I'd never seen it.

Hope I never
lay eyes on it again.

Mama, you think
this is gonna work?

I don't know, Mary.
All we can do is try.

Those old shivarees should be
outlawed.

-Gotta move those flowers.
-Okay.

Almost there, Grandpa.

I guess we're going.
Bob called a taxi.

Olivia, Bob...

we know things have been a
little awkward for you here.

We'd like to make it up to you.

There's a cottage on the top of
the mountain, we fixed it up...

so that you two can be alone
for the rest of the week.

It was my idea.
You'll love it, Olivia.

Bob?

Well, thank you, but we're
going back to Richmond.

I'll tell you what.

I'll drive you there and
You can take a look.

If you don't like it,
we'll go to the bus station.

Just take a look.

Okay.

Looks like it's gonna
be a nice night.

-Full moon.
-It'll be nice for them.

I wonder how they're
getting along up there.

Thank you.

Ike and Yancy'll probably know.

What are you talking about, boy?

When you sent me up to tell Ike
to tell the taxi not to come...

-I had to tell him why.
-I hope you didn't say where.

-Nobody told me not to.
-Did they say anything?

No, they just
winked at each other.

-Good Lord.
-John?

-Daddy?
-I know. I know.

Looks like there's
going to be a full moon.

That's nice.

-Oh, my goodness.
-What is it?

Ike, Yancy.

Can't you fellas
leave those young people alone?

We were just gonna
finish a shivaree.

No, you're not. You're gonna get
back in that thing...

and get back down the mountain.
Come on.

Too late.

If anybody gets any closer...

somebody is going to get hurt.

Son, we came to finish
the celebration.

Last night you got the shivaree.
Tonight you get the serenade.

You just go away, and you leave
us alone!

You get back in the house.

Everyone, please sing.

* Let me call you Sweetheart *

* I'm in love with you *

* Let me hear you whisper *

* That you love me too *

* Keep the love light glowing *

* In your eyes so blue *

* Let me call you Sweetheart *

* I'm in love with you **

Bob and Olivia were to enjoy

the remainder of their
honeymoon...

in the privacy of the old cabin
on top of Walton's Mountain.

And when it was over,
they returned to Richmond...

secure in their marriage and in
their love for each other.

-John-Boy?
-Yes, Elizabeth?

Will I have a shivaree
when I get married?

I dunno. By then a shivaree
might be a thing of the past.

Good, then my husband won't have
to throw money

to a bunch of kids.
He can give it to me.

-Goodnight, Elizabeth.
-Goodnight.