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Bet she's old and fat.

Yeah, with warts.

How come teachers
are always ugly?

My pa says women
can't be pretty and smart

at the same time.

My ma's smart, and she's
the prettiest lady in town.

She's a doctor, not a teacher.

As acting head
of our new school board,

it gives me great pleasure
to introduce to you

our new schoolteacher --
Miss Louise Chambers.

I want to express
my appreciation

for this opportunity.

Timothy --
that is, Reverend Johnson --

has written me so much
about your wonderful town,

and now I see
that it's all true.

She seems real nice.

Boy, she ain't ugly.

I'm going to sit
in the front row.

I look forward
to sharing my love of learning

with all of your children,

and I can assure you,
I will do everything necessary

to give them a proper education,
starting with the premise

that order is the first law
of heaven.

An orderly,
well-disciplined child

has an orderly,
well-disciplined mind.

The kids around here
could use a little discipline,

that's for sure.

- I agree with that.
- Indeed.

There are times when children
should be seen and not heard.

And times when children,
though they may go unheard,

are never unseen.

Come on out, boys!

Brian?

Don't you know it's not polite
to eavesdrop on your elders?

We weren't eavesdropping.

We were just seeing
how ugly she was.

- Brian!
- But she ain't.

I want you to apologize
to Miss Chambers at once!

Sorry.

Sorry's a start.

But you must pay
for your mistakes.

I want to see both of you
at the school,

and before class
tomorrow morning,

to clean the blackboards.

But I got chores at home.

Well, then, you'll just have to
get up a bit earlier,

won't you?

Now, go on, both of you.

Well, looks to me like
we got ourselves a teacher!

Welcome to our town,
Miss Chambers.

- We're glad to have you here.
- Indeed.

Thank you.

Nice to meet you.

Loren.

Horace.

Nice to meet you.

Hello. Nice to meet you.

I think the Reverend's
sweet on her.

Time's up.

All right,
let's see how you've done.

Alice, put a star by your name
on the board.

That's good work.

Everybody clear
about their homework assignments

for the weekend?

I don't want to hear
one more excuse

when it comes Monday morning.

Ow!

All right, I have a wonderful
surprise for all of you.

Miss Dorothy has furnished us
with some new paint sets.

And since our third graders'
math tests were most improved,

they get to use them first.

You can take them home,
and I want each one of you

to draw a picture of your house.

We'll put them up on the wall
Monday.

Cheer up this room a little.
All right?

Steven?

Ow!

You will wash
all the slate boards

after school every day
next week.

And try to get to bed
a little earlier at night?

One last thing.

Who will volunteer
to write the letter

to that library of Congress
that we talked about?

I could do it.

And my Uncle Horace can send it
through the telegraph.

Well, Lewis,
that's a wonderful idea.

Perhaps one day, your Uncle
can come and talk to us

about the telegraph system.

You two?

The next time I have to
remind you to stop whispering,

I will separate you.

I mean it.

Yes, Miss Chambers.

Class, we have had
nearly two weeks

to get to know each other,

and I have gone over and over
the rules.

Now, it's time for us
to buckle-down to work.

So, beginning Monday,
rules will be enforced.

"Enforced" was on
your spelling list, right?

And so was
the word "consequences."

There will be consequences
for any misbehavior, tardiness,

or incomplete homework.

Is that clear?

Dismissed.

Benjamin Avery,
stay after class.

Goodbye. Have a good weekend.

Bye-bye.

Bye.

Bye.

She's not mean.
She's just strict.

- Same thing.
- It is not.

- She's a good teacher.
- She sure got a lot of rules.

She's just not going to put up
with misbehavior.

You and Becky
were just whispering.

Miss Dorothy never minded
when she was our teacher.

What about Benjamin?

That's different.

Can I help?

Indeed you can, sir.

First, you can talk Loren
into donating wood

to build some more seesaws
and swings.

And then you can shame
your congregation

into providing shoes
for some of the students.

And you can see to it
that the winter is mild

and my children won't freeze

if I have to keep using that
broken, old stove in there.

I could probably get the lumber
and the shoes.

But as far
as the winter's concerned,

you might have to appeal
to a higher source.

Maybe at least you can
put in a word for me.

Louise...

I just wanted to say...

I wanted to say
that I'm real glad --

You're falling behind,
Reverend.

Sorry.

Catch.

Louise, I am going to say this.

- No, you're not.
- Yes, I am.

I was stupid to walk away
back then.

I was just so...

Young?

And stupid.

I thought I wanted
a different life.

Well, it was a long time ago.

And what makes you think
I would've been interested

in someone who turns out
to wear his collars backwards

and stands around with his arms
full of wet rags all day?

Ooh!

No!

Oh! Oh!

Have a good day.

Thank you.

Don't misunderstand.

The room at the clinic
is lovely.

Oh, cooped up in one room.
I couldn't stand it.

Well, it's time
to find your own place,

and I'd be glad to help.

Loren knows every piece of land
around for miles.

Miss Chambers?

I'd like to tell you
I'd be happy

to tell those youngsters
anything I can

about the telegraph business.

Not that I know that much,

but you just say when,
I'll be there.

Thank you, Horace.

Bye-bye.

Bye.

Thank you, Reverend.

Bye-bye.

Reverend, such a good service.

Bless you.

Thank you, Reverend.

Thank you.

She's a winner, Reverend.

Morning, Jake.

Better make your move
before someone else gets ideas.

He says he got himself
tangled up in the barn door.

There are no cuts or abrasions.

The knuckles are badly bruised.

This must be very sore,
Benjamin.

Aw, it ain't nothing.

Mrs. Avery, here's some Arnica
that should help.

Thanks, Dr. Mike.

- Ma?!
- Where's Matthew?

Oh, he said to tell you he was
having supper with Ingrid.

Becky asked me to eat
with her family -- can I?

What about all the food
for our picnic?

Please?

I'll eat it. I'm hungry.

All right, go on.

Thank you!

Ma, when's Sully coming back?

Well, as soon as he's finished
checking his traps.

Miss Chambers?

How would you like
to come on a picnic?

I'd love to.
Excuse me, gentlemen.

- Ah.
- I'm going with Colleen!

Brian!

I got to hurry to catch up,
Ma.

Don't blame him.

I wouldn't want to go
on a picnic

with my teacher, either.

Well, it's just the two of us.
I hope you're hungry.

Famished.

So, he couldn't understand
why I wouldn't let him

bring his pet raccoon
to school with him.

Swore it could do addition.

- Could it?
- Probably better than he could.

Oh, that's sad.

Sad?

Yes.

Well, most of them will never
visit an art museum,

or hear a symphony.

I wouldn't worry yourself.

That's not what they need.

When I'm through with them,
at least they'll be able

to read and write,
and do their numbers.

They'll probably do a lot of
kicking and screaming at first,

but I will make them learn.

You must really love children

to become
such a dedicated teacher.

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

Why did you become a teacher?

Because I didn't want
to be a secretary.

Where I grew up, if a girl
didn't want to get married,

she had two choices -- business
college or teacher's college.

So it wasn't exactly a calling.

Could the Reverend Johnson
be your calling?

Once, I thought he was.

But now...I don't know.

Maybe.

Probably.

Or not.

I love a woman
who knows her own mind.

It's good to find you exactly
as Timothy said you would be.

I knew we'd be friends.

Well, there are some remarkable
women in this town.

But someone my own age
from the east...

I must say I've missed that.

I know what you mean.

Your own kind.

Sully says that everyone

recognizes members
of their own tribe.

Who's Sully?

Well, that's something
for a whole other picnic.

Oh.

- You done with that?
- I'm not hungry.

Come on, Brian.
We can't be late.

I've got a stomachache.
Better not go to school today.

No, he's just worried
about his homework.

I got it done!

Brian?

Sometimes it can be frightening
to do your best

and not know
if it's going to be good enough.

You understand?

Well, I bet that Miss Chambers
feels exactly the same way.

Our school is new to her,
and she's trying her best, too,

and she doesn't know
if it's good enough, either.

I guess if I went and
my stomachache got really bad,

I could go to the clinic, huh?

Of course.

Bye, Ma.

She's had a bellyache
for two days.

Won't go to school.

I see.

There seems to be a lot of that
going around.

Becky, open your mouth, please.

Ow.

Sorry. Does your neck hurt?

No.

The area around your ear
is red and inflamed.

I had no idea.

What happened?

I was bad.

Oh, Dr. Mike.

You know me better than to be
thinking what you're thinking.

Becky can be a handful,
I'll grant you,

but we don't smack her.

It's my fault.

Miss Chambers said
she'd separate us

if we whispered again.

But I forgot.

I'm sorry, Becky.

I told Miss Chambers
that I didn't want to move away

from Colleen.

She got mad and pulled me
away from her

and put me in another seat.

She pulled you by the ear?

This salve should help.

Can we talk later, Dr. Mike?

Come on.

Bye.

Colleen, it was not your fault.

Colleen, has Miss Chambers...

ever struck anyone on the hands?

Benjamin.

Miss Chambers uses her ruler
on him sometimes.

She pulled her by her ear?

Oh!

The child must've
done something to deserve it.

For heaven's sake, Loren,
no child can do anything

to deserve
having her ear damaged.

We must talk to Louise.

Ah, there you go,
making trouble.

Well, I'm sure there's
a perfectly good explanation.

We just need to --

Need to nothing!

Why, the woman's been on the job
all of two weeks,

and already, you're making
a mountain out of a mole hill.

i just want to have a word
with her.

Of course, we will.

I'll do nothing of the sort.

Hello. Michaela.

Hello, Louise.

Dorothy, the paint sets
were a great success.

Do you suppose we could order
a few more?

Well, I...
I-I'll see to it right away.

Louise.

This is a bit awkward,
but, uh...

Well,
I treated Becky Houser today,

and she said that you pulled
her ear to discipline her?

I'm sure the circumstances
were a bit different

from what you might've
been led to believe.

Oh?

It's to be expected, Michaela.

Students always test
a new teacher at first.

- But --
- Well, I'd best be on my way.

Louise?

What about Benjamin Avery?

That one...

These children have to learn
there will be no nonsense.

Otherwise, I will spend
the entire year

refereeing petty squabbles.

I don't think
that's what you hired me to do.

Why, of course not.

Louise, you ready to go?

He's determined to teach me
to play the piano.

Can you imagine?

Dinner soon, Michaela?

Eh? Eh?

I tried to tell you.

Perhaps I was wrong.

I hope so.

And you thought
I was just bad at teaching.

Actually, I suspect
you were a terrible, old softy

as a teacher,

but I think it was sweet of you
to be the fill-in for Dorothy

until I could get here.

Oh, now, I'm very well-known
as the right Reverend fill-in.

I was not only fill-in teacher

when Mrs. Kaiser had to help
get the corn planted...

But I was fill-in pianist
when Mrs. Gerard

had to get the canning done
before the corn dried out.

And I was fill-in corn canner

when Mrs. Landry's back
went out.

Here. You know this.

No, I'm afraid I don't.

What's your favorite lullaby?

Oh, I don't know any.

Everybody knows at least one.

Well, I was the oldest
of seven children,

and by the time we were all fed
and put to bed,

there was no time left
for lullabies.

Well, I'll teach you one.

Timothy...

Louise.

I'm so glad you're here.

You didn't do it on purpose.

And sometimes,
I forget my homework, too.

I didn't really forget it.

I didn't get it done.

I still think
we should tell Ma.

Please don't.

She'd tell Uncle Horace.

She'll make your arm
feel better.

You promise you won't tell?

I've lived a lot of places, and
I like living with Uncle Horace.

And Myra's real nice.

I don't want to be any trouble.

You promise?

Hey, boys.

What'd you two fellas learn
in school today?

- Nothing.
- Nothing.

See you later.

Hey. Hey.

Brian, what's the matter?

Nothing.

I was just going to Grace's
for some pie.

You want to come?

I'm buying.

Come on.

Dr. Mike, something's wrong
with the boy's arm.

It's all right.

No, it's not!

Sit down.

Ow!

There doesn't seem to be
any breaks or fractures.

Did this start hurting
at school?

Yeah.

We were just horsing around
at recess, Uncle Horace.

You fellas must've been
horsing around

a little too rough,
if you ask me.

Lewis, I need to know
how you got hurt

so I can treat you properly.

It's important.

I fell.

Fell?

The muscles
don't seem to be compacted

as they would be from a fall
and...

And the swelling indicates that
you might've had a bad pull.

Lewis, are you sure you're
telling Dr. Mike the truth?

It was that Avery boy,
wasn't it?

Uncle Horace...

That boy is picking on Lewis
all the time.

I want you
to keep your arm still

and not use it for a few days.

I'll need you to wear a sling.

It's not too bad, then?

Should heal quickly.

Much obliged, Dr. Mike.

There you go.

Steven?

Stop. Hey, Steven?

Ow!

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Hey, you can tell me.

Miss Chambers grabbed my arm
and she shook me real hard.

I didn't mean to fall asleep.

I just got tired.

Sometimes I get sleepy, too.

Especially after lunch.

You do?

Sure.

But if I open my eyes real wide
like this

and I take real deep breath,

I wake right up.

You try it.

Don't you tell nobody,
you hear?

But you didn't do
nothing wrong.

You got to swear!

I swear.

I got to go.

I got chores to do.

Steven?

If I see you starting to nod off
or something, I'll poke ya.

Thanks.
I'll do the same for you, too.

Brian! You were supposed to
put the new bedding down

two days ago!

- I don't want to do the bedding.
- Well, that's just too bad.

Everybody's got chores
around here.

I don't have to do what
you say, you're not my boss!

- Brian!
- Stop it!

I'll do the bedding.

Brian, you feed the chickens
and get the eggs.

What's going on with him?

He's just mad at everybody
lately.

Brian! Brian!

Stop it!
What's the matter?!

What's the matter?!

Easy. Easy.

What's wrong, sweetheart?

Benjamin...

Benjamin didn't hurt Lewis!

Miss Chambers did.

Lewis forgot his homework,

and he didn't want to stand
in the corner.

It's all right, Brian.

Benjamin laughed at him.

And Lewis felt real bad.

Steven didn't mean
to fall asleep.

Miss Chambers grabbed Lewis' arm
and yanked it real hard.

It's true, Ma.

Why didn't you tell me?

I don't know.

Listen to me.

It doesn't matter
what Lewis did.

He shouldn't have been hurt.

People aren't supposed to hurt
other people.

And children are people, too.

Very special people.

Now, this is lovely!

And I've got
just enough fabric...

Louise. I need to talk to you.

Oh, I have to talk to you, too.

I have something very important
to tell you.

The Reverend has asked me
to marry him.

Michaela, will you be
my maid of honor?

You're the best friend
I have here.

Oh, Michaela,
isn't it wonderful?

Well, will this mean
you'll be giving up teaching?

Oh, of course not.

Michaela, what's wrong?

Well, I don't want
to ruin this moment.

- Aren't you glad for me?
- Of course I am.

Well then, what is it?

Louise, I know what you did
to Becky and Lewis and Benjamin.

I don't understand.

You make it seem as if I'm doing
terrible things

behind locked doors.

Beating children is terrible.

Don't be ridiculous.

Corporal punishment
is perfectly acceptable

in every school in the country.

It's not acceptable to me.

Your job is i-is to help us
mold character, teach patience.

Michaela, it is not my job
to mop up the messes

that some parents
make of their children.

I don't kiss it
and make it better.

I teach children.

I will not pamper them
or coddle them

or wipe their noses
or sing them lullabies.

As a parent, that's your job.

Caring for children
is everyone's job.

I'll strike a bargain with you.

I won't tell you
how to run your clinic,

and you won't tell me
how to run my classroom.

The town will decide
how you run your classroom.

Are you sure that's what
this is about?

I know that Timothy
proposed to you once.

Oh.

Well, that was ages ago,

and it wasn't about
the Reverend and me.

It was...

It was about providing homes
for orphaned children.

I want you to promise me

that you'll never lay a finger
on another child.

I was spanked
when I was a child,

and it hasn't done me any harm.

In fact, if it hadn't been
for strong discipline,

I wouldn't be what I am today.

You're right, Louise.

Unfortunately, what you are
is a child beater.

See this?!

Bruises all up and down his arm!

There must be some explanation.

Steven gets up every morning
before dawn, does his chores,

then walks to school
more than two miles.

10 years old, he is.

We got no extra horse
for getting him there,

but he gets there.

And no teacher's got a right
to lay a finger on my boy

just 'cause he's tired.

I find this very hard
to believe, Mr. Myers.

Like I said, there must be
some sort of explanation.

Why don't we talk
to Miss Chambers herself?

You're the one who brung her
here -- you talk to her!

And you'd better make sure
it don't happen again.

'Cause so help me, Reverend,
if you don't, I will.

Dorothy, where's Loren?

In Jake's.

Politicians.

They wouldn't know how to do
an honest day's work.

Loren, we have to call
a town meeting.

What for?

Well, we have to make a stand

about using corporal punishment
in our schools.

Oh, why bother?
No one's going to come.

How can you be so sure?

Because you're the only one
complaining.

Now, that's not true.
Some people are.

No, most folks think

that Miss Chambers is doing
a perfectly fine job.

Alice's mother was in
just this morning,

saying how well she was doing.

But Alice has always done well.

That's not the point.

The point is that we have
a problem in our school.

Children are getting hurt.

Oh, they ain't getting hurt.

They're just getting
disciplined.

Sometimes I just don't
understand you at all.

When Dorothy's husband beat her,
you took her in.

You condemned that kind
of physical abuse.

Oh, it's not the same thing
at all.

You're right.

It's not the same thing.

I was a grown woman.

I could fight back,
or I could leave.

A child can't do either.

I'll put a notice
in tomorrow's Gazette

that there's going to be
a town meeting.

Thank you.

All right.
Everybody ready to begin?

Go.

- Paris.
- France.

- Geneva.
- Switzerland.

- London.
- England.

- Madrid.
- Cow pies.

Try again, Benjamin.

My pa says the only thing
you need to know about geography

is where you're at
and which way to the bar.

You know the rules, Benjamin.
To the corner.

I don't have to.

Well then, would you please
leave my school room right now?!

Well then, please make me!

I will not waste
everyone's time.

Then what are you going to do
about it?

Huh?!

Huh, come on!

You're not supposed to
hit people!

Don't you do it!

What's all these kids
doing around here?

It's a town meeting,
isn't it?

They're part of the town.

Oh, what goes on in there
is none of their business.

Well, I disagree, Loren.

It's their bodies and their
minds we're here to discuss.

That makes it very much
their business.

All I know is, when I give
my kids a good licking,

I sure get
a whole lot more respect.

Don't confuse respect
with fear.

- Same thing.
- No, it isn't.

Children who are raised
with respect try their best.

Children who are raised in fear
just try to get even.

All I've got to say,

I don't care how Miss Chambers
is getting the job done.

She is getting it done.

Thank you!

Glad somebody hits the nail
on the head.

I say we've got
a good teacher here.

Excuse me.

Nobody is saying Miss Chambers
is not a good teacher.

I'm sure she is.

That's not the point.

It sure ain't!

Pinching and paddling --
that's the point.

Can't think about learning

if you're busy worrying about
getting hit.

Well, that's the truth.

Becky used to love school.
Now she don't anymore.

We, as parents,
all have the responsibility

to teach our children
right from wrong.

And physical force is not
the way to do it.

We need patience and --

Ah, it's for their own good!

A swat now and then is just
plain, good discipline!

No, striking children
is not about discipline.

It's about imposing your power
over them.

Yeah, it's like if you point
a gun at my head.

Of course, I'm going to do
exactly what you tell me,

until you take the gun away,
then I'll run away from you.

Exactly, Horace.

Your children will pull away
from you

because they've learned
to be afraid of you.

I have never heard so many
crybabies in my life.

Yeah, I agree with you.

I don't even know why you
got us all out here.

You say don't smack 'em,
well, I'm saying it works.

And that's the end of it.

Spare the rod
and spoil the child.

My children are not
afraid of me.

You people hired me
for what I know about teaching,

and what I know
is that education

can only happen
in an environment of fair

but firm discipline.

If this down condones corporal
punishment in our schools,

my children won't be there.

I'm surprised at you,
Michaela.

You're willing to sacrifice
your children's education

simply because you can't run
the school the way you want.

All right, all right,
I say that's enough!

We all know
how we're going to vote anyway,

so why don't we just go ahead
and do it?

You left before the vote,
Reverend.

Well...
things being as they are,

it didn't seem like
I should get too involved.

You mean, because of you
and Miss Chambers?

No, it's not that.

I'm not a parent.

I think it's important for me
to be fair and not take sides.

Being fair never kept you
from taking sides before.

Now, all in favor
of allowing Miss Chambers here

to run her classroom
the way she wants, say aye.

Aye.

- All opposed.
-No.

That's it! The ayes have it!

This meeting is adjourned!

Jake!

Open the door!

What do you want, Loren?

Why'd you leave?

I know how you feel about kids.

Running around, wild.

Nobody telling them to mind.

I've seen you take after 'em
with a broomstick.

But you never saw me hit
one of 'em, did ya?

Did ya!

No.

Can't say as I did.

You see this?

My ma had one hanging
on a 10-penny nail

right by the front door.

Last thing I saw when
I left the house in the morning

and the first thing I saw
when I come home at night.

Just hanging there like a...

loaded gun, waiting for my ma
to use whenever she got mad.

Only I never knew when that
was going to be.

Sharpening razors is all
these things are good for.

Here, boy.

Whoa.

You know what hurts so much?

Is I thought she was
going to be my friend.

Brian, aren't you
going to change your clothes

before you do your chores?

I can wear my town pants.

They're going to get dirty.

No. I'll be real careful.

All right, well,

why don't you at least
just put up your cuffs --

- Ma, leave 'em alone!
- Brian, don't be so silly!

Ma!

What's wrong?

Brian, did Miss Chambers
do this to you?

Sully, look.

Isn't that Benjamin Avery?

Yep.

Louise?

Don't try to get up.

Where did he hit you?

My side.

And my legs.

We'll get you to the clinic.

Easy now. Let me help you.

Sully, careful.

I'm sure you think
I deserve it.

Of course not. Nobody does.

How is she?

She's been badly beaten.

She has a black eye,
and at least two broken ribs.

Oh, poor woman.

I rode out to the Averys'.

It seems Benjamin's run off.

Sometimes that's best,
I suppose.

I'm really sorry.

About Brian.

Can I -- can I see her now?

Go on in.

I feel like I should
apologize to you.

Oh, Louise,
that's not necessary.

I'm not going to let this
interfere with our plans.

I'm just glad
you're all right.

Timothy, is something wrong?

No.

I think, just with -- with this
and everything that's happened,

and...

Everything?

Never mind.

You need your rest now.

I want to know
what's bothering you.

At the meeting...

You were just exaggerating your
position just to make a point?

No, I wasn't.

Why would you think that?

Louise, I need to ask you
a question.

Yes?

What about...

What about our children?

Children?

Would you discipline
our own children

the same way
you discipline your students?

Timothy.

You -- you have a church
full of parents and children

to take care of
seven days and nights a week.

And I intend
to continue teaching.

That's enough children
for both of us, don't you think?

No children?

I hoped I'd be enough.

I hoped you loved me that much.

Oh, God knows I do love you.

Well, if this is about the
town, the people in the meeting,

darling, they voted for me,
allowing me to teach

and discipline
the way I see fit.

I have their approval.

I don't care how they voted.

I don't care about
their approval.

And I don't care
that they will allow you

to discipline
the way you see fit.

Louise, the way you see fit
is wrong.

No.

I'm sorry.

Tim.

Timothy.

Tim...don't go.

Timothy.

See a lot of families
here today.

That's wonderful.

I am going to forgo the sermon
that I had prepared today.

I want to tell you a story.

This is a story that my grandma
told me a long time ago.

Once there was a shabby town

where all the people were
unhappy and poor and ignorant.

Then one day,
a king came to visit.

And he told them
that he had secretly

switched a baby in the town
with his own.

Now, after the king left,
people were afraid.

They were worried that
when the king returned again,

he'd punish them
if the royal child was unhappy.

But since they had no idea
which baby it was,

the whole town
began to treat each child

as though that child
were royalty.

Many years later,
the king did return.

By then,
these children had all grown up

and they had children
of their own.

And the town was very different.

There were libraries and schools
and hospitals, churches.

All the families
were hardworking and happy.

You see, these grownup children
had no idea that --

they'd never heard the story
of the king.

They had no idea that there was
a prince or princess among them.

They were productive, creative,
happy, and kind, simply because

they had been loved
and educated and protected...

Treated as if each child
were royalty.

An old woman on her death bed --
she asked the king, she said,

I know my wonderful grownup
daughter -- she's the princess.

Isn't she?

And the king told her...

"They are all the one."

Louise?

Sorry you're leaving.

No, you're not.

You're wrong.

I am sorry for you
and the Reverend.

It's just as well.

I don't know any lullabies.

But you could've learned.

Suppose the truth is,

I don't really think
they're necessary.

Hah!

Giddy up! Hah!

Hya!

Hah!

What's the matter, Brian?

I can't sleep.

Come here.

Come on.

I want you
to promise me something.

If anyone ever hurts you, I want
you to promise you'll tell me.

I will, Ma.

Close your eyes.

♪ Hush-a-by, don't you cry

♪ Go to sleep, my baby

♪ When you wake,
you shall have ♪

♪ All the pretty,
little horses ♪

♪ Black and bay,
dapple and gray ♪

♪ Coach and six little horses