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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.