All language subtitles for The Little Colonel 1935-subrip-en

Oh, the days are gone
when beauty bright my heart's chain wove.

When my dream of life
from morn till night.

Was love, still love.

New hope may bloom
and days may come.

Of milder, calmer beam.

But there's nothing half so sweet in life.

As love's young dream.

Oh, there's nothing half so sweet in life.

As love's young dream.

That was delightful indeed. Delightful.

- That was lovely, Elizabeth.
- Thank you, Dr Scott.

Colonel, if I were 20 years younger,
I'd carry her off!

I suspect some other people
have the same idea.

- Father, you shouldn't say such things.
- Oh, I know I shouldn't.

I've missed a lot.
Marriage is a wonderful institution.

Yes...

- No family should be without it.
- Oh!

Thank you.

Oh, confound you, Walker!
Watch what you're doing.

- I'm sorry, sir.
- You'd better be.

If you'd broken that,
I'd have broken your head.

Yes, sir.

It's pretty, isn't it? Valuable, too.

Yes, some day your temper's
going to split you wide open.

Well, sir, when it does
I won't send for you to sew me up!

Oh! That's a good one.

But it's too late for you to change
your family physician now, Colonel.

Oh, I don't know, Doctor.
This is an age of change.

- Colonel, a toast before we say good night.
- Yes, Colonel, a toast.

I give you our homeland.

Glorious in defeat, gallant in victory,

and brave in her hour of grief.

Gentlemen, I give you the South,
and confusion to all her enemies.

Hear, hear!

- A very lovely evening, Colonel.
- Oh, my dear boy, it's a pleasure. Always.

Oh, my dear friends, don't run
away like this. The evening's young!

- Hurry, Becky.
- Oh, Miss Elizabeth, I hate to see you go.

And I'm afeard of what the colonel will do
when he finds out.

He won't find out till I'm well on my way.

Now stop crying and don't act suspiciously.
I'll send for you as soon as I can.

Yessum.

Put up your hands!

Don't try to run or I'll shoot.

Come here.

Take my bag down the back way.

Now...

who are you and what are you doing
prowling around my place at night?

- My name is Jack Sherman, sir.
- Sherman, huh?

Well, that name is no recommendation.

You're a Yankee too, huh?

- Well, out with it. What are you doing here?
- Wait, Jack! Let me tell him.

Father, this is the man I'm going to marry.

I knew you would never give your consent,
so we were going to elope.

- I wanted to come to you, sir, and ask you...
- Silence!

Why did you assume
I would object to an honourable marriage?

- I know how you feel about the North.
- I hate all Yankees.

- That's why we didn't come and tell you.
- Then you knew you were doing wrong.

I love him.

How can you love a man who represents
what every true Southerner should hate?

A man who probably fought against your
father, your brother and all your kinfolk.

For all you know, he may be the very man
who fired the shot that killed your brother.

I was a soldier just as you were, sir,

and though I fought on the other side, the
South always had my respect and sympathy.

My mother was a Virginian. But may I remind
you, sir, the war has been over a long time.

The war will never be
over for me or mine, sir.

You know, I ought to kill you.

And I don't know but what I will.

Elizabeth, go to your room.

No.

Go to your room, I tell you.

I'm going with Jack.

Elizabeth!

When that door closes,

it'll never open for you again.

- Assemble the men for orders of the day.
- Yes, sir.

Sound assembly.

Troop, attention!

- Troop is formed, sir.
- Take your post.

General Weatherby has this day appointed to
his staff as honorary colonel, Lloyd Sherman.

Draw sabres!

Eyes right!

Ready. Troop, present sabres!

This honour is being conferred on you
for distinguished services.

Completely unarmed, except for your
golden curls, brown eyes and your dimples,

you captured an entire regiment - this one.

I take great pleasure in handing you
your commission, Colonel Sherman.

I can't read this writing.
It isn't big enough.

Besides, I can't read anyway.

Oh, I assure you,
it's all according to military regulations.

Now that I'm a colonel,
can't I play with the boys any more?

- Of course you can.
- Well, you don't!

Ahem!

Do colonels have to go to bed
at seven o'clock?

Why, no. Sometimes colonels
stay up as late as eight o'clock.

- I wish you'd tell my mother that.
- I will.

Now I'll show you that I'm a real colonel.

Attention, men. Company dismiss.

Company dismiss!

You heard the colonel's order.

Well, Colonel, how does it feel
to be in command of a big army like this?

Thank you.

I feel just as proud as she does.
Bob, I wanna thank you for everything.

It's been a great pleasure having you and
your family with us, even for so short a time.

- Different from Philadelphia.
- Yes, indeed.

We lived there for six years, but I never got
used to the dreadful noise of the horsecars.

I understood from Jack
you had sold your home back there.

We sold everything -
lock, stock and barrel.

Took Greeley's advice to go west
and here we are to find our fortune.

- We're depending on your help for that.
- Plenty there for the finding, if we're lucky.

Attention, men.

Present arms.

I wish I didn't have to go back
to Lloydsboro.

- Now, dear, we've settled all that.
- This is no place for women and children.

- And where Jack's going it's even rougher.
- The colonel is right.

Besides, Jack told me
you have a lovely home.

That sounds too grand. It's just a cottage my
mother left me. No one's lived in it for years.

- Well, a safe journey and an uneventful one.
- Thank you.

Now you gotta watch very close.

Well, having a fine time for yourself,
aren't you, hm?

What's the matter?
Has the cat got your tongue?

- You hurt. Put me down.
- Oh, I wouldn't hurt you, little lady.

Give me a kiss, hm?

- You'll write often, won't you, dear?
- Of course.

- The coach is here, Mr Sherman.
- Thank you.

- Remember what I told you, little colonel.
- All right.

Kiss me goodbye.

Goodbye, darling. Home safe.

- Do be careful.
- I will.

Honey, you be a brave soldier
and look out for Mother, won't you?

Yes, Papa Jack, I will.

- Goodbye, my baby.
- Goodbye.

Good morning, Colonel, sir.
Fine and bright today.

Hm.

I hear down at the village prices is
pickin' up and it's a big year for cotton.

- Oh, stop chattering, Walker.
- Yes, sir.

- I don't want to hear all this gossip.
- No, sir.

I was going to tell you about the cottage,
sir, but I reckon you wouldn't be interested.

- Cottage?
- Yes, sir. Someone is moving into it.

- Walker!
- Yes, sir?

Confound you! Why don't you let me know
what's going on around here?

- Who's moving into the cottage?
- I don't know, sir,

but I hear tell they moved in this morning.

Well, well, well, well.

It's been empty a long time now.

Ever since...

Well, maybe I'd better call on our new
neighbours, see what kind of folks they are.

Yes, sir. Having neighbours
won't make it so lonely around here.

- Who says it's lonely around here?
- Not me. No, sir.

Anyway, I like to be lonely.

Why, F...

Mother, who was that?

- Your grandfather.
- Why didn't he come in?

- He didn't want to.
- Did he make you cry?

Never mind, dear.

You're a bad man to make my mama cry.

- Mom Beck.
- What, child?

Why doesn't my grandfather
want to come in and see my mother?

Well, he mighty mad at she
and I guess she mad at he.

Why?

Your grandfather get mad
when your mother married your daddy.

- But he's her papa, isn't he?
- Sure enough.

- Shouldn't papas love their little girls?
- Yes, they should.

Seems mighty funny to me.

Well, it's cos all the Lloyds are stubborn.
The old colonel is, your mother is and you is.

I'm not stubborn. Don't you call me that.

No use your stomping your foot at me.
That don't change it, that just proves it.

Now, look here, honey. Does you wanna
fight with me or does you wanna help me?

- I want to help you.
- That's fine.

Mom Beck, I'm expecting Aunt Sally Tyler
for lunch. Will you have enough?

We only got one small chicken, but as long as
the water's running, we'll have soup enough.

- Well, do the best you can.
- Yessum.

Honey, don't eat that now.

You'll spoil your lunch.

- Is Aunt Sally Tyler my aunt, too?
- She's your great-aunt, dear.

My great-aunt?
Oh, I know. The big fat one.

You must be very polite to her, dear. She's
coming all the way from Louisville to see us.

All right, Mother. I will.

Mom Beck, will you tell me a pink story?

If you ain't the beatenest
child I ever seen!

When you wanna hear a blue story,
everything in it has gotta be blue.

And when you wants to hear a green story,
everything in it's got to be green.

Now I could tell you a black story
about my first husband!

- You better run out and play with May Lily.
- All right.

And don't let me see you
take none of them cookies.

It's a good thing I
didn't see you take 'em!

And I only had one shot left. I aimed my gun.
- Bang - and I killed those three Indians.

- Why, Miss Lloyd, did you really do that?
- Of course not, that's just a story.

And you don't have to call me Miss Lloyd.
You can call me Colonel.

- Are you a colonel, too?
- Yes, I am. A real colonel.

- You can't be no colonel.
- Why not?

Because you ain't got no whiskers.

I don't need whiskers. I've got a temper.
That's all you need to be a colonel.

I guess that's right, cos all the
colonels I ever see had tempers.

I hope you're not a colonel like him in there.
If you was, I'd be afeard to play with you.

- Miss Lloyd, them's the colonel's flowers.
- Well, we're not afraid of the colonel.

Who ain't afraid?
Maybe you ain't, but I is.

Now, listen, May Lily,
and you too, Henry Clay.

I'm the colonel and you're my men,
and in the army you have to obey orders.

- Uh-huh.
- Forward march.

I don't think I'm gonna
like bein' in the army.

They're so beautiful.
My mother'll love these.

Here, Henry Clay, you carry them.

- Follow me, men.
- Follow me, men.

Come on, May Lily. Let's make mud pies.

We'll get a lot of nice round pebbles,
and they can be raisins.

We'll put dust over the top,
and that can be sugar.

We'll just make the finest mud pies
you ever saw.

Who's been picking these flowers?

Colonel, your army is retreating right now.

Come on, Henry.

Hey, what's going on around here?

Don't you dare poke me with that old stick.

What's that? You better learn
some respect for your elders.

I won't respect anyone who pokes me!

For a little girl you've got a bad temper.

That's your fault.

- What's that? Who are you?
- They call me the Little Colonel.

What under the sun
do they call you that for?

Because I'm so much like you.

Like me?
How are you like me?

Because I've got such a temper
and I stamp my foot when I get mad.

I get all red in the face and
I holler back at people, too. Pah-pah-pah.

Look at you. You're a pretty sight.

What are you running around the country for
like poor white trash?

I don't know who your mother is, but whoever
she is, she ought to teach you better.

Don't you dare say anything
about my mother.

Whose child is that?

How can I tell you, sir, when you don't
want nobody to even say her name?

I'm Lloyd Sherman. That's who I am.

Lloyd Sherman?

- Lloyd...
- Come, honey.

Your mama's mighty worried about you.

Well, I'm sorry. I didn't know.

- Oh, that's all right. Goodbye, Grandfather.
- Goodbye.

What are you all standing around
gaping for? Go on, move! Get outta here!

"We are pushing on and I have every reason
to believe something good will come of it."

Then he writes some personal things.

Can that be Lloyd that Becky is carrying?

Hello, Mother.

- How do you do, Aunt Sally Tyler?
- How do you do, dear?

- Where have you been?
- I've been to see my grandfather.

And I threw mud on him.

- You threw mud on him?!
- Yes, because he poked me with a stick.

Then I got mad and he got mad,
and we hollered at each other.

Oh, baby, how could you disgrace Mother going
there looking like a dirty little beggar?

I didn't beg him for anything.

You've been naughty.
You're going to be punished.

Take her in the house.
Give her a bath and put her to bed.

Yessum.

I'm terribly upset. I wouldn't for worlds have
him think I encouraged her in going there.

Yes, I know. But just the same, there are
things to be considered besides your pride.

There's the child herself.
You ought to think of her interests.

I don't care.
I don't want anything from him.

I know, dear, but just the same,
I say you ought to think of Lloyd.

If I were you, I'd let her go over there
as often as she pleases.

And who knows, it might end
in your all making up some day.

Never. Not after the terrible things
he said about Jack.

My, my, you look just like
an angel out of heaven.

To look at you now, no one'd ever believe
that you can be a regular little demon.

Look here, honey, if you don't
take your nap like a good little girl,

Mom Beck won't bring you
along with her to the baptising.

- Will there be singing?
- Sure will, and wailing too.

- Then I'll take my nap.
- That's a good little girl.

- Howdy, Mr Sherman.
- How are you?

I saw your friends, Swazey and Hull,
on the trail early this morning.

They're looking over
some of their properties.

- Well, luck to you.
- Thanks.

Give me the gold.

It seems a shame to waste
$20 worth of gold dust.

It ain't wasting it. You'll see.

Stand back, now.

Now, that's what I
call a rich piece of ore.

- It'd take you to think of a trick like this.
- It's a sure thing.

It never fails.

D'you hear that?

That's opportunity knocking, but it don't
knock but once. Make up your mind quick.

Swazey and I wanna push on to California.
We just got word of a big strike out there.

We own the land this ore comes from.
The ore speaks for itself. It's rich.

If you make a fast deal, the land's yours.

I know it's a fine opportunity, but the
price you ask is all I've got in the world.

- It's worth a lot more.
- We want you to have it cos you're our friend.

You can't lose. Why, you could sell out
tomorrow for more than we're asking.

Let's forget about the whole deal. We'll get
another buyer, then we're off to California.

- Wait a minute, I've decided. I'll take it.
- Now you're talking.

You get your money and
we'll give you a deed, all free and clear.

You can't go wrong!

Ahem!

- Morning, Miss Lloyd.
- Morning.

- Morning, Sis Porter.
- Morning, Brother Walker.

Well, well, this is certainly
what I call a co-in-cidence.

Yes, I know. You never 'spected to see me.

Look here, how is Miss Elizabeth?

Her health is all right, but I think she
worries about Mr Jack. He better come home soon.

What, you mean you ain't got no mo...

M-O-N-I-E?

Not only that,
we-'s 'most out of F-U-D-E.

Mm-mm. That's too bad.

Looky here, wouldn't the K-U-N-E-L
give a little L-O-N-E?

You know Miss Elizabeth
wouldn't take nothing from him.

Why, before she'd do that
she'd go to the, uh... P-O-H-O-S.

P-O-H-O-S?

Yeah, sure. Ain't you got no education?
The poorhouse.

- Oh, no.
- Yes, indeed.

- Mom Beck.
- What, honey?

- What's a poorhouse?
- It's where they send people with no money.

- Is it nice?
- No, honey, it's a terrible place.

The people there wear rags and all they
gets to eat is corn dodger out of tin pans.

Then I don't want my mother
to have to go there.

Why, honey child, your mother
won't never have to go to no poorhouse.

- We wouldn't let that happen. Would we?
- I should say not.

Don't you worry your pretty head about
things like that. The Lord always provides.

Amen.

Hallelu-u-u...

"jah."

Hallelu-jah.

Lord

Wade in the water.

Wade in the water, children.

- Wade, wade, wade, wade.
- In the water.

God's gonna trouble.

The water

Working, working
till the sun goes down.

Working, working
till the sun goes down.

And when the day is over.

We will all go walking into town.

Sing! Oh, sing!
As you go along.

Oh, sing! Oh, sing!
It can do no wrong.

Sure feels lighter.

The sun shines brighter.

When you go singing a-long!

Mom Beck, why do they duck the women
in the river that way?

That's to save their souls
and wash their sins away.

- Will it wash my sins away?
- Honey, you ain't got no sins.

You is a little angel.

Well, will it wash my
sins away if I had any?

Yes, honey, if you carried the
right thought and believed, it would.

Were you ever ducked, Mom Beck?

A little river like that wouldn't do her no
good. Child, she needs the Mississippi.

- Go on, you no-account!
- I'm goin'! I'm goin', Sis Porter!

If the old colonel ever finds out where
we got these sheets, he'll baptise us good.

Didn't I tell you that my men
don't have to be afraid of anything?

Now, Henry Clay, are you all ready?

- Have you got the right thought?
- Uh-huh.

You believe it'll wash your sins away?

All right, then. Come on.

One, two, three.

Hallelujah.

Are you saved?

Well, we'll have to do it again.

One, two, three.

Hallelujah.

- Are you saved?
- Uh-huh.

What under the sun's going on here?

- What are you doing?
- Hello, Grandfather.

- We were just baptising Henry Clay.
- Baptising Henry Clay?

Yes, and he must be awful bad
because it took two ducks to save him.

Look at you.

All wet and mussed up.

When am I going to see you look
the way a little girl should look -

fresh and dainty as a flower?

Come on with me.

- Where are we going?
- Up to the house to get your clothes dry.

Grandfather?

Well, what is it?

I'm sorry that I threw mud on you
and I'm sorry that I lost my temper.

And I'm sorry that
I took the sheets off your bed.

What?! You took my sheets?

I had to have them.

Oh, you did, huh?

Well, come on.

- Maria!
- Yes, sir.

Here's a young lady.
Her clothes need drying.

Yes, sir.

Well, take her.

But, Colonel, sir, what can I put on her
while her clothes is a-drying?

I ain't got nothing
for a little girl to wear.

Ah...

- Oh, Walker.
- Yes, sir.

Go up in the attic
and you will find a small trunk.

There may be some clothes in that
that will fit Miss Lloyd.

A little trunk in the attic, sir?

Yes, you numbskull!
Don't you understand English?

- Yes, sir.
- Well, then go on. Attend to it right away.

Do you know whose trunk that is
and whose clothes they is?

Course I do. You go on now and get them
things. We don't want no men around here.

- With that face, you don't have to worry.
- Go on, now.

My, my. You is the spitting image
of your mother.

You got the same goldy hair
and pinky cheeks.

Did my mother have a temper too?

Yes, indeed she did.

Did you ever in all your born days
see anything like that?

It takes me back 20 years. It's been that long
since there was any children in this house.

Now, don't you say anything.
I'm going to surprise Grandfather.

- Where is he?
- In the big room, Miss Lloyd.

Looks like this old house
ain't gonna be lonesome no more.

Oh, the days are gone
when beauty bright my heart's chain wove.

When my dream of life
from morn till night.

Was love, still love.

New hope may bloom
and days may come.

Of milder, calmer beam.

But there's nothing half so sweet in life.

As love's young dream.

Oh, there's nothing half so sweet in life.

As love's young dream.

That was your grandmother, dear.

And that was her song you just sang.

I know. My mother teached it to me.

- "Teached" isn't right, is it?
- No. "Taught" is correct.

Taught, then!

What was my grandmother's name?

Her name was Amanthis.

Amanthis? That's a beautiful name.

Hmm. She was a beautiful woman.

And she had a beautiful soul.

I wish she was here now.

Do you, dear? Why?

I know if she was here she'd go right to my
mother and kiss away all of her sorry feelings.

Grandfather, do you know any blue stories?

Blue stories?

Yes, I do. A few.

- Tell me one.
- I don't know any that I can tell you.

Then play a game with me.

What kind of a game?

Well, it couldn't be tag or
prisoner's base, could it?

No, no, it couldn't.

- It better be a sit-down game.
- I think so.

Do you know how to play jacks?

Jacks?

- Do you play that with cards?
- No, with a ball.

Oh, well, then I don't
know how to play it, no.

Do you play cribbage?

Cribbage? Is that like hopscotch?

Oh, no, no. Well, not exactly.

I have it.

I know a fine game for us.

Walker!

- All right, Walker. That'll do.
- Yes, sir.

I reckon you don't know
much about soldiers.

Of course I do. Look.

Pah! You don't even know how to salute.

I do, too.

This is a proper salute.

Oh, no, it isn't, Grandfather.

Well, I ought to know.
I was a colonel in the army.

- So was l.
- Aw, stuff and nonsense.

They made me a colonel
and gave me a paper with ribbon on it.

They called it my permission.

- Who did?
- The soldiers, out west where Papa Jack is.

Oh, I never heard such falderal -

making a colonel out of a little girl.

Just another fool Yankee notion.

Anyway, this is the proper salute.

It isn't!

For your years and weight, you're probably
the stubbornest person in this county.

You weigh a lot more than I do.

Come on, let's get on with this game now.
Come on, come on.

Here. These are yours.

Now, I'll be the Confederacy
and you're the Union.

Goody! I got the winning side already.

No, you haven't. I'll show you.

Maybe you'd like to be the North
and I'll be the South.

I wish I'd never thought
of this confounded game!

Here come my trusty scouts.

They see a Johnny Reb.
Bang! Bang!

Now eight of my men
attack the enemy's right flank. Hup!

- You can't do that.
- Why not?

Because... my men
will fall back on the right flank,

then they'll let your men advance,

then they'll surround them,

cutting off all retreat.

And then I'll wipe 'em out.

And then I'll order my men to advance...

and I'll wipe out your whole regiment.

Child, you're a true Lloyd.

You've got all the fire and courage
our family's always had.

And you've got the same infernal temper
that's been our curse.

It's going to cause you a lot of unhappiness,
unless you learn how to control it.

Will you try?

I will if you will.

Well, you've got a lot more time to learn
than I have.

Well, come on now.
Your clothes must be dry by now.

I'll have Maggie Boy saddled
and ride you home.

- Would you like that?
- Oh, yes, Grandfather.

Well, come along.

Hello, May Lily.

Miss Lloyd, is you all right?

Of course I am.

Couldn't we please take
May Lily and Henry Clay home, too?

Impossible.

I could hold onto the rope
and we could pull them.

No.

Please, Grandfather.

Oh, very well, then.

Come on, you pickaninnies.
Fall in the rear.

Here, throw me that rope.

- Good afternoon, Colonel.
- Good afternoon, sir.

You're going to come and see me again,
aren't you, even though they tell you not to?

Yes, Grandfather.

- And the next time we play we won't quarrel.
- No.

Come along now. Get along with you.

That's it.

- Why don't you come with me?
- No, no, no, no, no.

- All right. Goodbye, Grandfather.
- Goodbye.

You can gamble it's important.

Folks don't spend money for telegrams
'less they've somethin' to say.

- What do you reckon it says, Mr Nebler?
- Oh, ain't allowed to tell. It's against the rules.

- Pretty expensive to send 'em, ain't it?
- Well, telegrams ain't for poor folks.

Sending writing over wires.

I wonder what they'll have next.

- ls Mrs Sherman in?
- Yes, sir. Come in.

I've got a telegram for you, Mrs Sherman.

Sign here, ma'am.

I'm sure it's bad news. It must be.

Oh, dear.

- Here, Mom Beck. You open it.
- No, ma'am, not me.

I don't want nothin' to do with it.

- Will you open it for me?
- Against the rules, ma'am.

He's coming home.

He's coming home, Mom Beck!

Oh, Papa Jack's coming home.

It's from my husband. He's on his way back.
Thank you very, very much.

- That's all right, ma'am. Any answer?
- No.

Oh, it's so wonderful.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Sit up, Fritz. Sit up.

- When will Papa Jack be here, Mother?
- Soon, darling.

He'll bring us gold pieces
to buy beautiful presents.

Can I have a pink dress
with pink ribbons and a pink bustle?

Of course you can. We'll just have
everything we want. Oh, I'm so happy.

Hallelujah Oh, praise be.

Mr Jack's a-comin' home

Hallelujah Oh, praise be.

Mr Jack's a-comin' home.

Jack!

Oh, Jack!

Why, what's the matter?

Please help me.

What is it, Jack? What's wrong?

I've been very sick - fever.

I'm not over it yet.
You'd better not come near me.

Please go to Dr Scott's
and ask him to come here at once.

Please, Elizabeth, don't come near me.
I don't want you to catch this fever.

I won't. And if I did, I wouldn't care.

My Poor boy.

Papa Jack! Papa Jack!

- Wait a minute, darling.
- Hello, my baby.

- Mother, let me go.
- Listen a minute, dear.

Papa Jack is ill
and for now you can't go near him.

- But why?
- Because you might catch his illness.

That's right.

Becky?

- Can't I even give him just one little kiss?
- No, darling. You go with Becky.

Now, tell me, dear. What happened?

Swazey and Hull were thieves.
The land they sold me was worthless.

We're ruined. We haven't a penny.

Jack,

is all our money gone?

All of it.

After I found out I'd been swindled, I almost
went crazy. Then on top of it I got this fever...

Hush, dear. Don't think of it now.

You must be quiet.

Poor Elizabeth.

You made a sorry bargain
when you gave up your beautiful home.

I'd do it again.

Oh, Doctor.

Yes... I never thought I was
going to get a call from this house.

What's the matter?
Did Lloyd fall down and bump her nose?

No, it's Jack.

Jack. Oh.

- Mom Beck, do you know what I think?
- What, honey?

I think that those two bad men
gave the sickness to Papa Jack.

Oh, I don't think so.

Yes, they did,
just to get rid of it themselves.

Honey, you is a case!

I reckon bed will be
the best place for you, young man.

- How much fever have I?
- Oh, nothing to worry about.

We'll have you up and around in no time.

I'll run along now and I'll bring
you some medicine from my office.

- Goodbye, Mr Sherman.
- Goodbye, Doctor.

He's in a very weakened condition
and he's still running quite a temperature.

He needs very careful nursing
and plenty of it.

- Mom Beck and I will take care of him.
- There's a chance his fever is contagious.

- That won't matter to me.
- No, but if I were you I'd send Lloyd away.

You shouldn't take any chances with her.

But where can I send her?

There's only one place, Elizabeth,
and you mustn't be stubborn about it.

He's all alone in that big house, you know,
and he'd see that she was properly cared for.

She's never been away from me one night.

I know. But this house is no place for her
right now. I'd send her if I were you.

Let me speak with him and I'll arrange it.

Very well.

I'll be back this evening.

Mother, do I have to stay here very long?

No, dear. Just until Papa Jack is well.

Cos I'm gonna be awfully lonesome.

You're going to be brave, aren't you?
You promised you would.

Yes. When I promised,
I didn't know I was going to feel this way.

Kiss Mother goodbye now.

- Walker.
- Yes, sir.

You know I can't stand noise.

Take that infernal dog and put him out.

Yes, sir.

- Walker.
- Yes, sir.

Uh, take Miss Lloyd to her room
and have Maria put her to bed.

Yes, sir.

Good night, dear.

Good night, Grandfather.

What are you wearing those old clothes for?

Why don't they dress you up
when you go visiting?

It isn't showing proper respect to send
you off in the oldest things you have.

They're the best I've got, and I like them.

And anyway, I don't need any new ones

because pretty soon we'll be going away.

Going away? Where?

To the poorhouse.

Now, Miss Lloyd, where are you going?

I'm going home to my mother.

She loves me,
even if my clothes are old and ugly.

Why, the colonel loves you too, Miss Lloyd.

It's just because his rheumatism
is botherin' him that he's so cranky.

My, my, you should hear the things
he says to me.

- They would just curl your hair.
- Would they really curl my hair?

Would they?
You can see what they did to mine.

I don't wanna go up there.

Why, everybody's got to go upstairs,
Miss Lloyd, if they wants to go to bed.

I don't want to.

Look here, will you go if I show you
a brand-new way how to go upstairs?

How could there be a
new way to go upstairs?

Now you just watch.

I went to the market.

For to get some beef.

And the beef was so tough.

And I couldn't get enough

I paid five dollars.

For a great big hog.

And the hog so fat.

And I couldn't get back

- I want to do that too.
- All right.

- Are you ready?
- Yup.

Come on.

Say, you catch on quick.

Look out now, here's your last one.

What's going on around here?

Oh!

Phew! That's the fastest
my feet ever moved.

- I like to go upstairs that way.
- You sure learn fast.

Now, tomorrow
I'll show you some more steps.

- Good night, Miss Lloyd.
- Good night.

- Pleasant dreams.
- Now, honey, we're gonna go to bed.

Fritz. Hup. Hup.

Now, you be quiet for a spell
until the coast is clear,

and I'll take you upstairs.

A little lady up there
might be powerful glad to see you.

I want my mother.

- That you, Walker?
- Yes, sir.

What in blazes are you prowling around for?

Colonel, sir, I thought you might like
one of them special hot toddies

before you go to sleep.

Well, that's a good idea.

- Fetch it.
- Yes, sir.

What's that?

Me, sir. I kind of got
a misery in my throat.

- Well, do something about that.
- Yes, sir.

Oh, Fritzy. I'm so glad to see you.

Now I can go to sleep.

Go to sleep now.

Walker!

I don't know how that dog
got in there, sir. Honest.

- He probably crawled up the chimney.
- Yes, sir.

Well, never mind about that.

I want you to go to town on Saturday
and buy a lot of little girls' clothes.

- What shall I buy, sir?
- Well, what do you suppose?

Hats, shoes,

stockings, dresses,

and whatever goes under the dresses.

- Yes, sir.
- And, Walker.

Yes, sir?

I'm an old fool.

Yes, sir.

And that's the end of the story.

It would be nice
if life were more like books.

Then when a couple married their troubles
would be over, instead of just beginning.

The only trouble we have is your illness.

The sooner you stop fretting,
the sooner we'll be rid of that.

How do you do?
Is Mr Jack Sherman at home?

- Yes, he is. Won't you come in?
- Thank you.

How do you do? My name is Jeremy Higgins.
I represent the Union Pacific Railroad.

- I'm honoured, sir.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

- How can I serve you?
- Well, sir, short and sweet is my motto.

I'll state my business as briefly as possible
and all you need to say is yes or no.

- What is it you want?
- Right of way through your western property.

- I don't understand.
- It's simple.

We were going to tunnel through a mountain,
but with a right of way it won't be necessary.

Now, we know exactly what you paid for it,
and we'll give $5,000 for your right of way.

But frankly, sir, we will not stand
for a squeeze. No, sir.

All you have to do is give us the right of way,
and you retain all the rest of your property.

- Well, will you deal?
- I'm knocked off my pins.

Now, my dear sir,
lam a man of very few words. Uh...

- All I want from you is yes or no.
- It's yes, of course.

Good, good.
I'll have the necessary papers drawn up,

all except the legal description of the
property, which I can get from your deed.

- You have your deed?
- It's at my bank.

Then tonight I'll have a cheque for you.
That's how the Union Pacific does business.

Good day. Good day.

Oh, my darling!

This is more cure than all the medicine.
I'm well again.

Oh, no, you're not.
Now, you just be quiet.

The best part is we won't
have to ask your father for anything.

He can't laugh at me for being a failure.

Elizabeth, you must go to the bank.

I'll give you a note to Mr Jennings.
Get my papers. The deed is with them.

Yes, dear, I will.

Oh, it's almost too good to be true!

Miss Lloyd, there's only one word
for the way you look in your new clothes,

and that is scrumptious.

- Sure is the quality.
- Uh-huh.

Are you gonna show me
some new steps today?

Not today, Miss Lloyd.
You see, I got to drive to town.

You, Walker, better hurry on now.

Hear that? Now you know
I ain't got no time for dancin'.

I say, you hear me?

I just ain't got time
to do no dancin' today.

You, Walker, where is you?

Now I'm really going.

Hello in there.

Well, bless my buttons,
if it isn't the little colonel.

Why, good day, young lady.

How does your copperosity
seem to sagashuate, hm?

What's the matter?
Has the cat still got your tongue?

You ought to be glad to see us.

We're old friends of yours and
we've come a long way to see your daddy.

Where is he?

He's home and he's sick.

Oh...

Sick, is he? That's too bad.

Uh, where's home?

It's down at the end of the road.

Thanks, Colonel.
You're still a colonel, I suppose?

Good bye.

Those are bad men.
I heard Papa Jack say so.

Come in.

- Why, Jack, old partner.
- What's wrong, Jack?

- What's happened to you?
- I've been very ill.

- I'm sorry to hear it. Anything I can do?
- No, thank you.

Maybe when you find out why we're here,
you'll feel better.

When we sold you that land
we did it in good faith. Didn't we, Hull?

That's right.

We thought there was gold in plenty on it,
and we went on to California.

On our way back we stopped to see how you
were faring, and we found out what happened.

Partner, we felt bad about it. Didn't we?

- That's right.
- Go on.

Now we'll prove we're honest.

We made this long trip to find you
to give you back your money.

- Oh, you did, did you?
- Yes, sir, every penny of it.

Why, I couldn't sleep again if I thought
you'd lost money on account of me.

Just hand over the deed to the property
and we'll pay you what you paid us.

You're very kind and generous.

No, we're only being fair.

- And now be kind enough to leave my house.
- Partner!

You found out my land is valuable
and the railroad wants it.

And I found out what kind of men you are.
Get out of here.

Now, that's no way to talk.
We're being square with you.

We came here
to make an honest business deal,

but if you're going to get rough about it,
we'll handle it another way.

Get out!

That land rightfully belongs to us
and we mean to have it.

We'll give you a cheque that's as good as
gold and you give us that deed free and clear.

- I haven't got the deed.
- Where is it?

- With the railroad company.
- He's lying.

You haven't had time for that.
Where is it?

Where is it?!
I'll tear up this house to find it!

Howdy, Mr Jack.
I just left Miss Elizabeth,

and she told me to tell you that she'll hurry
right home with the deed for your property.

So you haven't got the deed?

Take care of that woman out there -
lock her up.

Company, halt.

Now, my scouts, I'll be the advance guard.

Spread out, men. Shh.

Put up your hands.
Now turn around.

Get in there. Hurry up.
Come on, get in there.

- We mean to have that deed.
- We'd kill you for it if we had to.

- And that isn't idle conversation either.
- So, if you don't mind, we'll wait.

Come on!

Maria, where's my grandfather?

Why, he's clean up at the other end
of the place at the overseer's house.

He went there this morning.

- Well, where's Walker?
- You know he drove to town.

Then you'll have to run and get help.
Papa Jack's in trouble with two bad men.

Trouble? Not me.
I don't mix in no white folks' doings.

Please! It's for Papa Jack.

You've got to, Maria. Right away.

- Trouble and trouble is all we got.
- Please, hurry.

I'm going to find my grandfather.
Where's the overseer's house?

Way at the end of the woods.

- Follow me, men.
- Not me. No, ma'am.

Them woods is the
lastest place I'll ever go.

All right.
If you won't go with me, I'll go alone.

I trust we won't have any unpleasantness when
your wife arrives. I'd hate to alarm her.

- Evening, Mrs Sherman.
- Evening, Mrs Weatherby.

- How's Mr Sherman feeling?
- Much better.

Fevers are dreadful, aren't they?

Now, we have an old family remedy I'd like
you to try. Stop in - it's only a step.

I really must be hurrying along.
Mr Sherman's alone.

- Of course. Well, good night.
- Good night.

Grandfather!

Grandfather! Grandfather!

- Well, who's this?
- I want my grandfather.

Why, Lloyd. What under the sun...

Why, child, what's the matter?

Oh, Grandfather,
you've got to come with me right away.

- Come where?
- Home with me to my house.

There's two bad men there and
they're saying bad things to my Papa Jack.

I wouldn't set foot in that house
for anybody or anything.

But you've got to. Papa Jack is sick
and those two men might hurt him.

- Why should I help him?
- Because he's my father and I love him.

Aw.

You're a bad, mean,
wicked, hateful old man,

and I never wanna see you again
as long as I live.

Hey, here, here! Wait a minute.

Sit down.

Why, good evening, Mrs Sherman.
I'm happy to see you again, ma'am.

You're looking as beautiful as ever.

What is it? What do they want?

There's no need for alarm, ma'am.
We're here on business.

We've just made a deal with your husband
for his land out west.

Jack, is this true?

No. They cheated me once
and they're trying to do it again.

I won't trouble to explain further.
If you'll give me the deed.

- No!
- I'd advise you to do it.

- Sit down!
- Oh!

Come on. Don't waste any more time.

My partner's a very impatient man.

Becky, run for help!

Wait!

Give them the deed, Elizabeth.

That's what I call being sensible.

Hand it over, ma'am.

This is what we're after.

And here's your cheque.
That makes it legal.

What's going on here?

Put up your hands! Up with them!

Now, what's going on here?
Speak up!

What's the matter?
Has the cat got your tongue?

Hmm.

Why, sir, this is just a business deal.
Nothing to get excited about.

Who is it?

- Sheriff Wilkins.
- Come in.

Howdy, Colonel.
Your cook told me there was trouble here.

Well, there was, but there isn't any now.

Take these two men and lodge them
for the night. I'll see you in the morning.

Come on, you two.

Father.

Well, as long as I've been fool enough
to go this far,

I might as well go the rest of the way.

Yes, just as pink as those flowers.

v.3"?

It's all right if you get sick today.

Where can Lloyd be?

She's right around here somewhere.

Shh.

What's going on around here?

Natasha Cohn.

ENGLISH SDH