Original subtitles

[car horn blowing]

(John-Boy) WHEN I WAS GROWING UP DURING THE DEPRESSION,

I LIVED WITH MY REDHEADED BROTHERS AND SISTERS,

MY PARENTS AND GRANDPARENTS, AT THE FOOT OF A MOUNTAIN

WHICH HAD BEEN IN OUR FAMILY FOR GENERATIONS.

MY FATHER USED TO SAY THAT IN OUR HOUSE

THERE WAS ALWAYS ROOM FOR ONE MORE.

AND I REMEMBER A MORNING

WHEN HIS HOSPITALITY WAS PUT TO A CHALLENGING TEST.

[birds chirping]

[barking]

[rooster crowing]

MORNIN'.

MORNING, LIVIE.

MORNING, HON.

HAVE A GOOD REST?

HARDLY CLOSED MY EYES ALL NIGHT.

20,001 NIGHTS

I'VE SPENT WITH THIS OLD WOMAN

MORE OR LESS, GIVE OR TAKE A FEW,

AND TO HEAR HER TELL IT

SHE'S NEVER CLOSED HER EYES IN ALL THAT TIME.

THE WAY YOU SNORE,

WHAT I WISH I COULD CLOSE IS MY EARS!

I NEVER SNORED IN MY LIFE.

OH!

[cow mooing]

JOHN-BOY, COWS WAITIN'!

I'M COMING, MOTHER.

"'WHERE ARE YOU GOING, MY PRETTY MAID?'

'A-MILKING, SIR, ' SHE SAID"

IN BOOKS, IT'S ALWAYS THE GIRLS THAT MILK THE COWS.

JUST GOES TO SHOW

YOU SHOULDN'T BELIEVE EVERYTHING YOU READ IN BOOKS.

I RECKON.

WHAT'S BOTHERING' HIM?

OH, HE WAS UP HALF THE NIGHT WRITIN' POETRY.

MAMA!

(Livie) YEAH?

COME OUT HERE.

(Livie) JOHN-BOY, I'M TRYING TO GET BREAKFAST.

MAMA, LOOK AT THIS.

(Livie) FOR GOODNESS SAKE.

(Grandpa) WHAT'S GOING ON OUT HERE?

IT'S A CHILD.

WELL, I CAN SEE THAT. WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE?

WHERE'D SHE COME FROM?

I DON'T KNOW.

HONEY?

WHAT'S YOUR NAME, HONEY?

HOW DID YOU GET HERE?

JOHN-BOY, CARRY HER INSIDE.

OW! SHE BIT ME!

SHE'S SCARED OUT OF HER WITS.

DON'T BE AFRAID, HONEY. DON'T BE AFRAID, HONEY.

IT'S ALL RIGHT.

IT'S ALL RIGHT.

WHAT ARE THEY DOING NOW, DADDY?

GIVING HER A GOOD SCRUB, WHICH SHE DOESN'T MUCH LIKE.

WHO DOES?

HAS SHE RUN AWAY FROM HOME, DADDY?

MAYBE, OR SOMEBODY LEFT HER ON OUR DOORSTEP.

IS THAT WHERE YOU FOUND THE REST OF US?

[children laughing]

NO, HONEY.

WHY DO THEY ALWAYS LAUGH AT ME?

OH! 'CAUSE YOU SAY FUNNY THINGS.

[all laughing]

YOU RECKON SHE'S AN ORPHAN, DADDY?

(John) MAYBE.

PASS THE SUGAR.

IF SHE HAD A MAMA AND DADDY,

THEY'D NEVER LEAVE HER ON OUR DOORSTEP, WOULD THEY?

NOT LIKELY, HONEY.

NOW, WHY DON'T YOU ALL FINISH UP AND SCOOT OUTSIDE TILL IT'S TIME FOR SCHOOL?

(Mary Ellen) WE WANT TO SEE HER. TALK TO HER.

WE'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO SEE HER, DADDY.

THE LAST THING SHE NEEDS IS TO FACE THIS MOB. NOW OUT YOU GO.

(Erin) WE'RE NEVER GONNA GET TO SEE HER.

YOU ALWAYS CHASE US OUT.

OUT! OUT! OUT! OUT!

WE DON'T COUNT FOR NOTHIN' AROUND HERE.

DADDY, WHERE DID YOU FIND ME?

HIDING BEHIND ONE OF YOUR MAMA'S SMILES, HONEY.

OFF YOU GO.

YOU'RE ALL CLEANED UP, HUH?

WHAT'S THE MATTER, HONEY?

ARE YOU HUNGRY?

HAVE YOU HAD YOUR BREAKFAST?

COME ON.

MY LORD, SHE'S HALF-STARVED.

I'LL GET YOU SOME MILK.

HERE'S A GLASS.

SHE'S A STRANGE LITTLE THING.

HER NAME'S HOLLY.

HOLLY. YOU GOT HER TO SPEAK, DID YOU?

NO, SHE HASN'T SAID A WORD.

I FOUND THIS SCRAP OF PAPER

IN THE POCKET OF THOSE RAGS SHE WAS WEARIN'.

"HOLLY."

HELLO, HOLLY.

IT'S LIKE THERE'S A WALL AROUND HER, JOHN.

HOLLY?

HONEY?

IT'S ALL RIGHT, HONEY. YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE AFRAID.

NOBODY'S GONNA HURT YOU.

WHAT SHALL WE DO, JOHN?

WELL,

IF SHE'S A RUNAWAY, HER FOLKS WILL BE LOOKING FOR HER.

I GUESS WE'D BETTER TAKE HER TO THE SHERIFF.

[birds chirping]

LIVIE.

MORNING, SHERIFF.

[sighing]

(Sheriff) NEVER SAW THAT CHILD BEFORE THAT I CAN RECOLLECT.

(John) YOU MEAN THERE'S BEEN NO REPORT

OF A RUNAWAY GIRL?

UH, LOOKIN' AT THAT LITTLE THING,

I'LL LAY ODDS THERE WON'T BE ONE.

WHAT DO YOU THINK WE OUGHT TO DO WITH THAT LITTLE ONE?

WELL, WITH 7 OF YOUR OWN TO FEED, UH,

I DON'T GUESS YOU'RE ANY TOO ANXIOUS TO TAKE ON ANOTHER ONE.

I DO HAVE MY OWN TO THINK OF FIRST.

SURE YOU DO.

I THINK THE BEST THING FOR ME TO DO

IS TAKE THAT LITTLE WAIF OVER TO THE COUNTY HOME.

I'LL MAKE THE ARRANGEMENTS,

AND PICK HER UP AT YOUR PLACE.

ABOUT 4:00?

THAT'LL BE FINE. THANK YOU, EP.

NOW, LIVIE, BE SENSIBLE.

SHE'LL HAVE A WARM BED AND PLENTY OF FOOD.

SHE NEEDS MORE THAN THAT.

JOHN, I DON'T THINK IT'S THAT SHE WON'T TALK.

I'M AFRAID SHE CAN'T.

THAT'S ANOTHER REASON WE CAN'T EVEN THINK OF KEEPING HER.

IF SHE CAN'T TALK AT THAT AGE...

LET'S HAVE DOC HOLLOWAY EXAMINE HER.

HONEY, WHY SPEND $2 WE DON'T HAVE

TO HAVE THE DOC EXAMINE HER

WHEN THEY'LL EXAMINE HER FREE AT THE HOME?

JOHN, I HAVE A FEELIN' ABOUT THIS CHILD.

YOU HAVE A FEELIN' ABOUT EVERY CHILD.

PLEASE.

[sighing]

OH!

EVERY TIME I HEAR MYSELF ASKING YOU TO BE SENSIBLE,

I KNOW I'VE LOST THE ARGUMENT.

WELL, SHE'S A HEALTHY, NORMAL CHILD

EXCEPT FOR ONE THING.

SHE'S DEAF.

DEAF?

SINCE BIRTH, I'D SAY.

WELL, THAT EXPLAINS IT THEN.

(Dr. Holloway) THAT'S THE REASON WHY SHE NEVER LEARNED TO TALK.

CAN ANYTHING BE DONE?

ABOUT THE DEAFNESS? NO.

BUT, OF COURSE, SHE CAN BE TAUGHT TO COMMUNICATE.

I HAVE A SIMPLE PAMPHLET HERE

ON THE MANUAL ALPHABET.

FINGERSPELLING, THEY CALL IT.

TALKIN' WITH THE HANDS. I'VE SEEN IT.

IT'S BEAUTIFUL THE WAY THEY DO IT.

LIKE THE WINGS OF BIRDS.

YOU SEE, DOC, UM, THE SHERIFF IS TAKING HER

TO THE COUNTY HOME THIS AFTERNOON.

I SEE.

CAN THEY HELP HER THERE, DO YOU RECKON?

WELL, MAYBE SHE'LL BE LUCKY.

BUT THEY'RE SO OVERWORKED AND UNDERSTAFFED

THAT THERE'S NOT MUCH TIME FOR ANY SPECIAL CARE.

WELL, AHEM, AT LEAST... AT LEAST NOW, UH,

WE CAN TELL 'EM WHAT SHE NEEDS AND THEY CAN HELP HER.

THANK YOU, DOCTOR.

NOW, PUT YOUR MONEY AWAY, JOHN.

COME ON, DOC, NOW COME ON.

ON THOSE RARE OCCASIONS WHEN I HAVE A GENEROUS IMPULSE,

DON'T DISCOURAGE ME.

WELL, THANK YOU, DOC.

HERE.

SEND THE PAMPHLET ALONG WITH HER.

MAYBE SOMEBODY

WILL SPARE A FEW MINUTES A DAY TO HELP HER.

THANK YOU, DOC.

BYE, DOCTOR.

BYE.

[children chattering]

"THY SMILE THE BEAMING SUN DOTH QUITE OUTSHINE

AND WARMS THE COURSING BLOOD LIKE HEADY WINE"

IS THAT ALL?

WELL, THAT'S AS FAR AS I'VE WRITTEN.

YOU LIKE IT?

IT SOUNDS JUST LIKE ALL THAT STUFF

I DON'T UNDERSTAND IN OUR LITERATURE BOOKS.

I PLAN TO WRITE AT LEAST 12 STANZAS OF IT.

I DON'T SEE HOW YOU DO IT.

THE INSPIRATION IS THE IMPORTANT THING.

I MEAN,

WHEN SOMEONE INSPIRES SOMEONE ELSE WITH F-F-FEELINGS

WITH CERTAIN FEELINGS...

DO YOU DRINK A LOT OF WINE, JOHN-BOY?

WINE? ME?

YOU MENTIONED SOME KIND OF WINE IN THE POEM.

"HEADY WINE. HEADY WINE."

WELL, ACTUALLY I DON'T KNOW TOO MUCH ABOUT WINE.

MY DADDY MAKES DANDELION WINE.

MARCIA,

WHEN I FINISH MY POEM, DO YOU THINK I...

I OUGHT NOT TO BE KEEPING YOU FROM IT.

NO, THAT'S ALL RIGHT.

THERE'S SOMETHIN' I WANT TO ASK KITTY LOU ANYWAYS. BYE.

BYE.

HERE, JASON.

COME ON, JIM-BOB, NOW COME ON, THROW IT.

(Grandpa) TO THINK THEY'RE GONNA SEND HER AWAY.

[boys chattering]

BUT WHY CAN'T SHE STAY WITH US, MAMA?

BECAUSE YOUR DADDY FEELS THAT IT'S BETTER FOR HER, FOR EVERYBODY,

IF SHE GOES TO THE COUNTY HOME.

NOW DON'T LOOK SO HEARTSICK.

I WISH SHE COULD STAY HERE, TOO,

BUT WE CAN'T ALWAYS HAVE EVERYTHING WE WANT,

ESPECIALLY DURING THIS DEPRESSION.

WANT TO PLAY KEEP-AWAY?

I'LL LEAVE MRS. MARJORIE HERE TO K-KEEP YOU COMPANY.

CAN I PLAY?

(Jason) SURE, ELIZABETH.

[children chattering]

DADDY, YOU MAD AT SOMEBODY?

NOT SOMEBODY, JOHN-BOY.

SOMETHIN' I JUST CAN'T DO NOTHIN' ABOUT.

[hens clucking]

(John-Boy) SHERIFF.

HI, BOYS.

SORRY, I'M A BIT LATER THAN I FIGURED ON, JOHN.

NO MATTER, EP.

SHE IS OVER THERE.

WELL, I, UH, GUESS I'D BETTER GET STARTED.

(Sheriff) COME ON.

COME ON.

[snickers]

EP! AHEM.

WE'VE BEEN THINKIN' AND, UH, [laughs]

WHAT WE'VE DECIDED IS, UH,

TO KEEP THE LITTLE GIRL...

[children cheering]

FOR A WHILE. FOR A WHILE.

WELL, THAT'S, UH...

YOU FOLKS ARE REAL KIND.

SOME FOLKS WOULD CALL US FOOLISH.

WHY DON'T YOU HAVE SOME COFFEE?

OH, I NEVER TURN DOWN COFFEE.

COME ON, HOLLY, LET'S GO PLAY.

LOOKS LIKE WE'RE GONNA HAVE US A HOUSEGUEST.

JOHN-BOY, FINISH UP FOR ME, WILL YOU?

YES, SIR.

"C"

"H"

"A"

"I"

"R."

CHAIR.

THIS STANDS FOR THAT.

I'M SORRY, MAMA,

I JUST CAN'T SEEM TO HELP HER MAKE THE CONNECTION.

ALL THOSE FEELINGS LOCKED UP INSIDE,

THE KEY IS RIGHT THERE IN HER HANDS.

IF SHE ONLY KNEW HOW TO USE IT.

JOHN-BOY TRIED TO TEACH HER?

OH, HE'S TOO BUSY WRITIN' POETRY FOR MARCIA WOLLERY.

MARCIA?

[people chattering]

MARCIA?

HOW COME YOU KEEP RUNNIN' AWAY FROM ME?

I JUST WANTED TO READ YOU THE REST OF THE POEM.

I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT, JOHN-BOY WALTON.

YOU DON'T?

WHY NOT?

I TOLD KITTY LOU ABOUT YOU AND YOUR POETRY.

SHE SAYS YOU'RE JUST MAKIN' FUN OF ME.

MARCIA, I WAS NOT.

I SAW RIGHT OFF SHE WAS RIGHT.

OH, I'M DUMB ALL RIGHT.

PROBABLY THE DUMBEST GIRL IN THE WHOLE CLASS.

YOU'VE HAD ALL THE FUN YOU'RE GONNA HAVE ON MY ACCOUNT.

MARCIA...

YOU STAY AWAY FROM ME, YOU HEAR? AWAY!

[bell ringing]

WELL, IS THIS A PURELY SOCIAL CALL

OR DO I SENSE THE POSSIBILITY OF A BUSINESS TRANSACTION?

WE WANT 2 CENTS WORTH OF CANDY.

AND I SUPPOSE THAT THE GROUP HAS REACHED AN AGREEMENT

AS TO WHAT KIND OF CANDY IT PREFERS?

I SAY LICORICE.

PEPPERMINTS. JELLYBEANS.

GUMDROPS.

AND WHAT KIND DO YOU SAY, YOUNG LADY?

SHE DOESN'T SAY ANYTHING, MR. GODSEY.

BECAUSE SHE CAN'T.

OH, SO THIS IS YOUR LITTLE VISITOR.

AND SHE CAN'T HEAR A WORD WE SAY?

BUT SHE'S SMART IN LOTS OF WAYS.

WELL, SHE'S LUCKY TO HAVE A FRIEND LIKE YOU, JIM-BOB.

I'M HER FRIEND, TOO.

NO, I MEANT ALL OF YOU.

SO, UH, WHAT'S IT GOING TO BE?

WELL, IF WE GET 4 DIFFERENT KINDS OF CANDY AND DIVIDE IT 5 WAYS,

NOBODY'S GOING TO GET VERY MUCH.

IF JIM-BOB WOULD SPEND SOME OF HIS MONEY...

YOU MEAN YOU STILL GOT THAT BIRTHDAY QUARTER?

I WANT TO BUY SOMETHING SPECIAL WITH IT.

SO, WHAT'S THE VERDICT?

I'LL VOTE FOR LICORICE.

ME, TOO.

(Mary Ellen) THREE TO ONE, THAT'S A MAJORITY.

2 CENTS WORTH OF LICORICE.

2 CENTS WORTH OF LICORICE.

NOW, THAT IS A BIG TRANSACTION.

GONNA BUY THE DOMINOES TODAY, JIM-BOB?

MAYBE NEXT TIME.

WON'T IT BE FUN PLAYING WITH THEM TOGETHER?

WELL NOW, HERE YOU ARE. NOW, THAT'S A REAL BARGAIN.

(Mary Ellen) THANKS.

HERE, ELIZABETH.

I HATE LICORICE.

[laughing]

BEING IN THE MINORITY ISN'T EASY, ELIZABETH.

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I'LL DO, THOUGH.

I'LL GIVE YOU A LITTLE CONSOLATION.

HERE YOU GO.

GUMDROPS! THANK YOU, MR. GODSEY.

COME ON.

YOU'RE ENTIRELY WELCOME, ELIZABETH.

BYE. BYE.

[bell ringing]

WHAT'S EVERYBODY STOPPING FOR?

THE HAUNTED HOUSE.

IT'S NOT HAUNTED.

JUST NOBODY'S LIVED THERE FOR A LONG TIME.

NO!

DADDY SAYS NEVER TO PLAY THERE.

(Mary Ellen) WHO'D WANT TO?

(Jim-Bob) IT'D BE GREAT FOR HIDE-AND-SEEK.

HIDE THERE AND WHO'D COME LOOKIN' FOR YOU?

LET'S WALK FASTER.

[car approaching]

I'VE BEEN LOOKIN' EVERYWHERE FOR YOU.

NEAR OUT OF MY MIND WONDERING WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU.

I'M SORRY, ANSON.

WHERE'S HOLLY?

SHE'S NOT HERE.

WHERE IS SHE?

WHERE YOU GOT HER HID?

RUTH, YOU'RE ACTIN' THE FOOL CARRYING ON LIKE THIS,

HURTIN' EVERYBODY.

SHE'S GOT TO BE PUT AWAY.

NO.

YOU PROMISED. NEVER!

I DON'T UNDERSTAND YOU.

RUNNIN' AWAY FROM HOME,

HIDING OUT IN A PLACE LIKE THIS.

WHAT ARE YOU TRYIN' TO DO?

ANSON, PLEASE, I-I'M HOPING TO GET HER WITH A GOOD FAMILY.

MAYBE WITH OTHER CHILDREN, SHE'D HAVE A CHANCE.

SHE'LL HAVE A CHANCE AT THE COUNTY HOME.

THEY KNOW HOW TO HANDLE SUCH AS HER.

SHE'D DIE!

IN A PLACE LIKE THAT,

SHE'D JUST WITHER UP AND DIE.

WELL, YOU CAN'T KEEP HER HID IN THE WOODS

AND YOU AIN'T BRINGIN' HER BACK TO OUR PLACE.

ANSON!

I TOLD YOU, IT'S JUST THE TWO OF US NOW.

BUT SHE'S PART OF YOU AND ME.

NO, SHE AIN'T. SHE'S A THROWBACK.

DON'T YOU CALL HER THAT!

THAT'S WHAT SHE IS, RUTH,

BRINGIN' NOTHING BUT BAD LUCK AND TROUBLE.

HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT ABOUT YOUR OWN CHILD?

LOOK,

I GREW UP LIVIN' IN THE SHADOW OF A THROWBACK

AND I CAN'T TAKE NO MORE OF IT.

HOLLY'S NOT LIKE YOUR BROTHER.

INSIDE, SHE'S A WHOLE PERSON.

SHE... SHE'S SMART AS ANYONE.

YOU'RE PUTTIN' OFF WHAT HAS TO BE, RUTH.

NOW, EITHER YOU TAKE HER

TO THAT COUNTY HOME LIKE WE AGREED ON,

OR I'M GONNA FIND HER AND I'M GONNA DO IT FOR YOU.

ANSON, GIVE ME A COUPLE MORE DAYS, PLEASE.

WELL, YOU'VE GOT TILL FRIDAY.

IF YOU AIN'T HOME BY THEN, I'M COMING BACK.

HERE. SOMETHING TO LIVE OFF OF.

(John-Boy) WHAT'S WRONG WITH THE RADIO?

[all chattering]

[radio crackling]

WILL YOU QUIT FIDDLIN' WITH THAT DIAL?

I'M JUST TRYIN' TO GET HOLD OF CHARLIE AND EDGAR.

OH, SIT DOWN. LET ME DO IT.

THE WAY SHE TALKS, YOU'D THINK SHE'D INVENTED RADIO.

[all laughing]

IF I HADN'T BEEN KEPT SO BUSY LOOKIN' AFTER YOU,

I MIGHT HAVE.

WELL, GOOD NIGHT, EVERYBODY.

JOHN-BOY, AREN'T YOU GONNA LISTEN

TO CHARLIE McCARTHY SHOW?

NO, NOT TONIGHT, DADDY.

WHAT'S WRONG WITH THE BOY? IS HE SICK?

LOVESICK. WANTS TO BE ALONE.

MARY ELLEN.

I AM NOT.

SHH!

(man #1) I SUPPOSE THAT WAS THE EXTENT OF YOUR MUSICAL EDUCATION.

HIT ME AGAIN.

(man #2) WELL, NO, NOT COMPLETELY.

OH!

YOU SEE, I PLAYED IN CHURCH ON THE ONE-STRINGED INSTRUMENT.

YOU DID? YEAH.

ONE-STRINGED INSTRUMENT?

YEAH.

[all laughing]

DO YOU GIVE UP?

YEAH.

I RANG THE BELL.

[laughing]

FUNNY?

YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND IT.

I PLAYED IN THE SCHOOL BAND.

YOU DID?

YEAH. WE WERE ALL PICKED MEN.

[children laughing]

HOW COULD THEY ALL HAVE BEEN PICKED MEN?

WELL, MAYBE THEY PICKED ME A LITTLE BEFORE I WAS RIPE.

[all laughing]

[inaudible]

[inaudible]

(man #1) WHAT A NIGHT!

(man #2) YES, IT WAS.

UNTIL THE WHEEL CAME OFF THE WAGON.

THAT MUST HAVE BEEN A DISAPPOINTMENT.

YES, IT WAS.

OF COURSE, BEING SATURDAY NIGHT,

THEY HAD PLANNED ON FALLING OFF THE WAGON,

BUT NOT SO SOON.

[crying]

OH, DEAR.

SHH!

DON'T CRY, IT'S ALL RIGHT. PLEASE, HOLLY, DON'T CRY.

SHH!

TSK.

I GUESS I NEVER THOUGHT MUCH ABOUT THAT BEFORE.

WHAT IT MUST BE LIKE NOT TO HEAR RADIOS

OR BIRDS SINGIN', PEOPLE LAUGHIN'.

SO MUCH BEAUTY IN THE WORLD JUST TO HEAR.

IT'S SAD YOU'RE GONNA MISS ALL THAT.

OH, DARLIN', YOU JUST... BUT YOU CAN'T

JUST GO THROUGH YOUR WHOLE LIFE

BEING SAD ALL THE TIME, CAN YOU?

HMM?

CAN YOU?

THAT'S HOW YOU'RE FEELIN'.

SAD.

WHEN YOU'RE SAD, THE TEARS COME.

SAD.

THAT'S NO GOOD.

CAN'T... NOBODY LIKES TO BE AROUND SOMEONE

WHO IS SAD ALL THE TIME.

YOU GOTTA... YOU GOTTA SMILE SOMETIME, DEAR.

YOU... YOU... YOU GOT TO BE HAPPY SOMETIME.

NOW...

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA BE?

ARE YOU GONNA BE SAD

OR ARE YOU GONNA BE HAPPY?

YOU GONNA BE SAD?

OR YOU GONNA BE HAPPY?

HMM?

[mumbling] YOU GONNA BE SAD?

HMM?

OR YOU GONNA BE HAPPY?

SAD?

THAT'S RIGHT! THAT'S RIGHT!

ARE YOU GONNA BE HAPPY?

WHY! THAT'S IT!

(John-Boy) WHOO-HOO!

WHOO-HOO!

[man on radio chattering]

DADDY!

MAMA!

WHAT ON EARTH?

I WANT YOU ALL TO PAY VERY CLOSE ATTENTION NOW,

'CAUSE HOLLY HERE HAS GOT SOMETHIN'

SHE WANTS TO SAY TO YOU.

HAPPY!

HOW DID SHE DO THAT?

[all chattering]

(Mary Ellen) YOU FINALLY LEARNED.

(Livie) OH, HOW WONDERFUL!

(John-Boy) EVERYTHING IS GOING WELL.

HOLLY IS GETTING TO BE LIKE ONE OF THE FAMILY.

BUT EVEN THOUGH ALL OF US CAN TALK ON OUR FINGERS WITH HER,

I THINK SHE MISSES HER OWN MAMA AND DADDY.

MY LOVE FOR MARCIA GROWS.

THE POWER OF THE PEN MAY BE GREAT,

BUT IN LOVE IT HAS FAILED ME.

TOMORROW I PLAN ACTION.

[people chattering]

[gasping]

JOHN-BOY WALTON!

SUPPOSE SOMEBODY SAW YOU.

I RECKON THEY'D THINK I WAS FOND OF YOU.

WHAT WOULD THEY THINK OF ME?

WELL, THAT WOULD DEPEND ON HOW YOU ACTED

WHEN I GAVE YOU THE KISS.

I OUGHT TO HOLLER, SLAP YOUR FACE.

IS THAT HOW YOU FELT?

WHY ARE YOU FOND OF ME?

I DON'T KNOW. I JUST AM.

SINCE WHEN?

FOR A LONG TIME NOW.

THAT WAS WHY I WROTE YOU THE POETRY

'CAUSE I THOUGHT IT'D BE A GOOD WAY

TO LET YOU KNOW MY FEELINGS.

YOU WROTE POETRY INSTEAD OF TRYIN' TO KISS ME?

I GUESS I THOUGHT IT'D BE MORE ELOQUENT.

MAYBE.

NOT NEAR AS MUCH FUN.

MARCIA?

ARE YOU FOND OF ME?

WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT.

SO I'M GONNA GIVE YOU ANOTHER KISS.

MAYBE.

WHEN I SAY YOU CAN.

WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT.

[whistling]

[bell ringing]

OH, HI, MR. GODSEY.

HEY, LADIES. WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?

MR. GODSEY, MAMA NEEDS SOME STARCH AND BLUING.

OK.

JABEZ, BE RIGHT BACK.

STARCH AND BLUING COMING UP.

YOU KNOW, I OUGHT TO GIVE YOUR MAMA A WHOLESALE RATE

AS MUCH LAUNDRY AS SHE DOES.

[all laughing]

HOW'S YOUR LITTLE FRIEND DOING OVER THERE?

(Mary Ellen) OK.

(Erin) SHE'S LEARNED TO TALK,

I MEAN, WITH HER HANDS.

(Mary Ellen) WE LEARNED IT FROM A BOOK.

(Godsey) ISN'T THAT REMARKABLE.

HERE YOU GO.

COME ON, JIM-BOB.

THANKS, MR. GODSEY.

OK.

MR. GODSEY, CAN I BUY THIS WITH MY QUARTER?

A QUARTER?

WELL, SEEING IT'S YOU, JIM-BOB,

I'LL GIVE YOU A SPECIAL PRICE.

THANK YOU.

BYE.

HEY, DID YOU BUY THAT?

YEAH, FOR HOLLY.

THAT'S NICE.

GO ON, TAKE IT. GO ON, TAKE IT.

GO ON.

WE'RE HOME, MAMA.

YEAH, WE GOT YOUR STUFF.

(Livie) THANK YOU.

WHAT'S THIS?

WELL, NOW, ISN'T THAT PRETTY.

JIM-BOB BOUGHT IT FOR HER.

THAT WAS A NICE THING TO DO.

HERE. RUN ALONG NOW.

COME ON, LET'S GO PLAY.

IT'S PROBABLY THE FIRST TOY OF HER OWN

HOLLY'S EVER HAD.

WHY ARE YOU SO QUIET, MISS ELIZABETH?

NOBODY CARES ABOUT ME ANYMORE.

IS THAT SO?

I WISH I WAS DEAF.

ELIZABETH WALTON, YOU OUGHT TO BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF.

MAY THE GOOD LORD FORGIVE YOU

FOR EVEN THINKING SUCH A THOUGHT.

DID YOU EVER!

NO, IT WON'T DO THE YOUNG'UN ANY HARM TO FIND OUT

SHE'S NOT THE ONLY PEBBLE ON THE BEACH.

HERE, ERIN, COME ON!

OK, DON'T LET HER GET IT.

NO, DON'T THROW IT THAT HIGH.

COME ON, YOU GOT TO GIVE HER A CHANCE.

OK.

OH, SHE GOT IT. I TOLD YOU YOU GOT TO GIVE HER A CHANCE.

COME ON, YOU'RE IN THE MIDDLE NOW.

GET IN THERE. HERE, HOLLY!

DON'T... COME ON, WATCH IT.

YOU GOT TO TRY AND GET IT.

HERE, DON'T THROW IT SO HIGH.

[girls chattering]

HERE, HOLLY!

(Mary Ellen) NO, DON'T THROW IT THAT HARD.

COME ON, YOU GOT TO GIVE HER A CHANCE.

(Erin) OK.

LOOK, SHE GOT IT.

I TOLD YOU WE HAD TO GIVE HER A CHANCE.

OK.

[girls chattering]

[girls continue chattering]

HEY, HOLLY, OVER HERE, COME ON.

GO BACK!

NO, THEY WANT YOU, NOT ME.

MA'AM!

COULD I TALK TO YOU FOR A MINUTE?

ABOUT HOLLY?

HOLLY?

IS SHE YOUR LITTLE GIRL?

WHY DON'T YOU COME ON HOME AND TALK TO MY MAMA?

IT'S ALL RIGHT.

I THINK YOU SHOULD.

COME ON.

IT'S ALL RIGHT, COME ON.

[bell ringing]

[cash register rings]

HEY. HOWDY.

WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?

UH, BETTER LET ME HAVE A NICKEL'S WORTH OF CHEESE

AND, UH, ABOUT 5 CENTS WORTH OF THOSE SODA CRACKERS THERE.

ALL RIGHT.

I NEED A GALLON OF GAS FOR THE TRUCK, TOO.

OK.

THIS IS AN EXCEPTIONAL CHEESE.

IT'S SHARP.

BUT NOT TOO SHARP.

YEAH.

BEING IN A PLACE LIKE THIS,

YOU PROBABLY HEAR ABOUT ANY NEWCOMERS IN THIS PART, HUH?

WELL, EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE, WE SEE A STRANGER.

BUT THE ONLY NEWCOMER I CAN REMEMBER

IS THE RUSSELL BABY.

NO, NO, I'M NOT TALKIN' ABOUT BABIES.

A GIRL, 6-YEAR-OLD GIRL.

THAT SOUNDS LIKE THE CHILD THE WALTONS FOUND.

FOUND YOU SAY?

YEAH. JUST LAYING ON THE DOORSTEP.

COULD BE MY DAUGHTER.

HOLLY IS HER NAME.

THESE WALTONS, WHERE DO THEY LIVE?

OH, DOWN THE ROAD, ABOUT HALF A MILE.

THE HOUSE IS ON THE LEFT.

HEY, WAIT A SECOND.

I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WANTED TO BUY SOME GAS.

[car approaching]

NO, NO, HOLLY.

YOUR MAMA'S HAD HER CHANCE.

YOU'RE COMIN' WITH ME NOW.

[banging]

[car driving off]

IT WAS WRONG LEAVING HER LIKE I DID.

BUT I FELT THIS WAS A HOUSE FILLED WITH LOVE.

I FELT THAT WITH A FAMILY LIKE YOU, WITH PEOPLE LIKE YOU,

THAT MAYBE SOMETHING GOOD WOULD HAPPEN.

SO IT HAS.

SHE'S DOING JUST FINE.

SHE'S A VERY BRIGHT LITTLE GIRL, YOU KNOW.

SHE CAN TALK WITH HER HANDS.

JUST WAIT TILL YOU SEE THOSE FINGERS FLYIN',

FEELIN'S BUBBLIN' UP LIKE CLEAR WATER FROM A SPRING.

SHE'LL BE HERE IN A MINUTE.

BUT I... I DON'T KNOW HOW TO S... HOW TO READ THE SIGNS.

YOU'LL LEARN, LIKE THE REST OF US.

PAPA WAS TALKIN' TO HER JUST LAST NIGHT.

NOW DON'T ENCOURAGE HIM.

(John-Boy) THERE'S NOTHIN' TO IT.

I LEARNED IT IN NO TIME. YOU JUST...

DADDY, ELIZABETH AND HOLLY ARE GONE.

GONE? GONE WHERE?

MARY ELLEN SAID SHE SAW THEM GOING DOWN THE ROAD.

WE LOOKED EVERYPLACE

AND WE COULDN'T FIND 'EM.

WE LOOKED EVERYWHERE.

MARY ELLEN, HOW LONG SINCE YOU SAW THE LITTLE GIRLS?

IT WAS QUITE A WHILE AGO.

HOLLY WAS PLAYING KEEP-AWAY WITH US.

ELIZABETH HAD THE SULKS, WENT OFF SOMEWHERE

AND HOLLY FOLLOWED HER.

SOUNDS LIKE WE'VE GOT A RUNAWAY.

JASON, YOU AND BEN AND JIM-BOB

SCOUT ALONG THE EDGE OF THE WOODS.

RIGHT, DAD.

JOHN-BOY, YOU LOOK AROUND THE BARN.

THEY CAN'T HAVE GOTTEN FAR.

I'LL GO LOOK AROUND THE BACK PASTURE.

YOU SEE TO IT YOU DON'T GET LOST.

I ALWAYS FIND MY WAY BACK TO YOU, OLD WOMAN.

CAN I GO WITH YOU, DADDY?

ME, TOO.

SURE, COME ALONG. GET IN.

WE'LL PROBABLY FIND THEM DOWN THE ROAD AWAYS.

[engine starting]

I'M SORRY, HOLLY.

I WISH IT WASN'T THIS WAY, BUT IT IS.

I NEED SOME GAS.

[chattering]

WELL, I WAS HOPING YOU'D MAKE IT BACK BEFORE YOU RAN OUT.

BETTER GIVE ME A COUPLE OF GALLONS OF GAS.

I SEE YOU FOUND YOUR LITTLE GIRL.

YEAH.

(Godsey) WELL, LOOK AT HER HANDS GOING THERE.

I BET SHE SURE IS EXCITED

ABOUT BEING BACK WITH HER DADDY, HUH?

YOU STAY IN THERE.

HOW ABOUT THE GAS, HUH?

YOU SEE ANYTHING, HONEY?

NO.

ELIZABETH!

ELIZABETH!

(John) ELIZABETH!

(Elizabeth) DADDY!

(John) ELIZABETH!

ELIZABETH!

ELIZABETH!

ELIZABETH!

(Elizabeth) DADDY!

HOLLY!

IKE, YOU SEEN ANYTHING

OF A COUPLE OF RUNAWAY GIRLS?

RUNAWAYS?

YEAH, IT SEEMS ELIZABETH'S DECIDED TO LEAVE HOME

AND HOLLY TRAIPSED ALONG TO KEEP HER COMPANY.

HOLLY WAS JUST HERE WITH HER DADDY.

HER DADDY?

YEAH, I THOUGHT YOU TWO MET WHEN HE PICKED HER UP.

HOW FAR AHEAD ARE THEY, IKE?

BETTER GET MOVING, JOHN.

HURRY UP, DADDY.

CAN'T YOU GO ANY FASTER?

HONEY, I'M GOING AS FAST AS I CAN.

(Mary Ellen) HURRY UP, DADDY.

[car horn blowing]

JUST WHAT THE DEVIL'S GOING ON HERE, MISTER?

WHERE'S ELIZABETH?

ELIZABETH? I DON'T KNOW NO ELIZABETH.

SHE'S MY LITTLE GIRL.

LITTLE GIRL?

(John) THAT'S RIGHT, MISTER. I WANT TO KNOW...

DADDY! JUST A MINUTE, MARY ELLEN.

HOLLY SAYS ELIZABETH'S

LOCKED HERSELF IN A BOX OR SOMETHING.

HOLLY SAYS?

LOCKED HERSELF IN A BOX? WHERE?

THE HAUNTED HOUSE.

THE HALSTEAD PLACE.

COME ON. YOU GET IN THE BACK.

WE'LL TAKE HOLLY, YOU FOLLOW US.

[engines starting]

HONEY.

ELIZABETH!

ELIZABETH!

(John) HOLLY, WHERE IS SHE?

ELIZABETH.

ELIZABETH, IT'S ALL RIGHT. WE'RE HERE, HONEY.

HANG ON, BABY.

DADDY. DADDY.

SWEETIE.

SWEETIE, YOU ALL RIGHT, BABY?

BABY.

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

DADDY, DADDY.

[John panting]

IT'S GONNA BE FINE, BABY.

IT'S GONNA BE FINE, SWEETHEART.

(John) THANKS TO HOLLY.

COME ON, BABY. LET'S GO HOME TO YOUR MAMA.

COME ON.

YOUR WIFE'S OVER AT OUR PLACE.

YOU BETTER COME ALONG.

IT'S ALL RIGHT, BABY. IT'S ALL RIGHT.

[car pulling away]

[all laughing]

SHE'S PERFECTLY OK.

TOMORROW, SHE'LL BE OFF TO SCHOOL

SAME AS ALWAYS.

THAT'S MY GIRL!

WE BETTER BE GETTING ON.

STAY FOR SUPPER.

DON'T RUSH OFF.

(Mary Ellen) PLEASE DON'T LEAVE.

THAT'S NICE OF YOU, BUT I'D LIKE TO GET HOME.

WE OWE YOU ALL SO MUCH.

I'D SAY THAT HOLLY SQUARED ALL ACCOUNTS TODAY.

(Grandpa) SHE'S GOING TO BE MISSED.

WHAT'S THIS?

(Anson) IT'S A PRESENT.

YOURS.

OURS.

HOLLY.

(Grandma) HE'S LEARNING!

[all cheering]

COME ON, BABY, LET'S GO.

WE'LL SEE YOU ALL LATER.

(John) COME ON, HERE YOU GO.

LET'S GO OUTSIDE AND SAY GOODBYE.

COME ON, EVERYONE.

SO LONG.

(all) BYE.

(John-Boy) BYE, NOW.

TAKE CARE NOW, YOU HEAR?

Y'ALL COME BACK.

COME SEE US.

(all) BYE.

BYE.

(all) BYE! BYE!

COME BACK AGAIN.

HEY, WHAT'S THIS?

WELL, I DON'T KNOW.

WHO IS IT FOR?

YEAH, TELL US.

IT'S FOR JOHN-BOY.

(all) OH!

HERE YOU ARE, SON.

COME ON, OPEN IT. I AM.

COME ON, FAST! I AM.

COME ON.

WHAT IS IT?

IT'S A GINGERBREAD.

WHO'S IT FROM?

GIVE IT BACK, COME ON! GIVE IT...

"MARCIA WOLLERY."

OH, JOHN-BOY, ISN'T THAT SWEET!

[laughing]

WHAT DOES IT SAY?

"PURE POETRY."

OOH!

OOH!

COME ON, LET'S EAT.

(John-Boy ) THOSE WERE LEAN YEARS

AND FOR MANY AMERICANS A HARSH AND BITTER TIME.

ON WALTON'S MOUNTAIN

WE WERE SUSTAINED WITH POEMS, AND GINGERBREAD,

AND LAUGHTER, AND SHARING.

BUT MOST OF ALL BY A REMARKABLE MOTHER AND FATHER.

[crickets chirping]

THE HOUSE IN WHICH WE WERE BORN AND RAISED IS STILL THERE.

STILL HOME.

AND ON THE WINDS THAT SIGH ALONG

THOSE MISTED BLUE-RIDGED MOUNTAINS

OUR VOICES MUST ECHO STILL.

(Ben) JOHN-BOY, YOU AWAKE?

(John-Boy) WHAT YOU WANT, BEN?

ARE YOU GOING TO MARRY MARCIA WOLLERY?

YOU WANT ME TO?

SHE MAKES GOOD GINGERBREAD.

[John-Boy laughing]

WELL, I'LL THINK ABOUT IT.

GOOD NIGHT NOW.

GOOD NIGHT.

(male narrator) IN A MOMENT,

SOME SCENES FROM THE NEXT EPISODE OF THE WALTONS.