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What do you think's in 'em?

I don't know,
but they sure are heavy.

- Can't we open just one?
- No. They're for your mom.

- What's for me?
- All this.

What on Earth?

From your mother.

- Can I open one?
- Me too.

I think you'll need Sully
to help you.

Look at all these!

Where'd your ma
get so many books?

They're from
my father's library.

But my mother says the books
have been gathering dust

for some time,
and she wants us to have them

as an endowment to help civilize
the Colorado wilderness.

What are we supposed
to do with 'em?

Read 'em, silly.

Where are we gonna
keep all these books?

Next to my bed, in the barn?

I don't think
that's a very good idea.

- Why not?
- Oh, books are too special

to be hidden away in the barn.

Books are meant to be shared.

We should keep them
in the house.

I remember when people used
to stop by my father's house

to borrow these.

- Like a library?
- Yes. That's what it was.

My father loved
to help people learn.

We could do something
like that.

That's a lovely idea, Brian.

Don't you think that
the homestead's a little far

for people to be coming up
just to get a book?

Well, we wouldn't have
to keep them at the homestead.

We could keep 'em right here,

where people could borrow
them whenever they wanted.

But we don't live in town.

Well, we wouldn't have to
live in town

to see that these books are used

the way my father
would have wanted.

How's that?

We're going to open this
town's first public library.

Time was that we had to paint
a sign

that said "Library"
outside this buildin'

and pretend
we had some books inside.

Not anymore.

Now we got us a library
as good as any back East.

As mayor --

Huh, why don't you
let Dr. Mike speak?

- I'm gettin' to it.
- They're her books.

All right.
Here's Dr. Mike.

Hear, hear.

A long time ago,
when I was little,

my father
took a trip to England.

I wrote to tell him
how much I missed him,

and in his return letter,

he said that whenever
I was thinking of him,

I should go into his library
and read,

that he wouldn't seem
so far away

so long as I had
all of his books around me.

Well, he was right.

He didn't seem so far
away back then,

and he doesn't seem so far
away right now.

We hereby
dedicate this building

the Josef Quinn
Memorial Library.

Thank you.

The Josef Quinn Memorial
Library is officially open.

I think we all owe our thanks
to Colleen,

who's volunteered
to be our librarian.

She's gonna be here an hour
after school each day

and two hours
on Saturday morning.

Who'd ever have thought?

Our very own library.

I'd forgotten how much

I missed having
all these books around.

Hey, Ma.
I found a great book.

Could I go outside and read it?

Did you have Colleen
check it out?

- Do I have to?
- Yes.

Everyone does.

Oh, it makes me wish
I'd had some books for my boys

when they were his age.

Brian's going to get so much
out of this library.

This library's going to be
helpful for all the children.

I know. These books
helped me a great deal.

Twain, Mark.

"Celebrated...

Jumping Frog...

of Calaveras...County."

Thanks.

For what?

For letting me read your book.

Don't you want
to take it home?

I ain't got the money to pay.

You don't have to pay,
Charles.

The library'll lend it to you.

How come?

'Cause that's
what a library's for --

lendin' out books.

You get to take it home
and read it

and then you have to bring
it back in three weeks.

- Honest?
- But first

I gotta write down your name

next to the name of the author,

the title of the book,
and the date it's due back.

Can I take it home now?

Yep.

Leaving already, Jake?

Nothin' else to see.

There could be
if you learned how to read.

I ain't got time for readin'.

Ain't got time
or ain't got the courage?

Are you sayin' I'm scared?

Sure looks like that to me.

I can learn any time I want.

How 'bout tonight?

Let's say them again.

- A...
- I give up.

We just started!

Now, look.

You've got to learn
what each letter looks like.

Now, look here.
Look.

A. A.

B. Buh. B.

C. C.

What are you doing?

What's it look like I'm doing?
I'm dusting.

Can't you dust someplace else?

Dorothy,
this is not a schoolhouse.

It's a store.

People
expect it to be kept tidy.

What's this letter right here?

D.

Thank you, Loren.

Now, what's this?
What's this letter here?

E. E.

This is amazing.

You can really teach a frog
how to jump.

Did you know that?

You want to read about
how to make a frog jump, Ma?

Perhaps when I finish reading
this surgical textbook.

How 'bout you, Sully?

Well, I like the book I got.

I'm gonna
do some readin' outside.

I think it's time
for you to close your books

and go to sleep.

Just a little longer?

Come on.
You can read more tomorrow.

- Good night.
- Night.

Good night.

- Good night, Ma.
- Good night.

May I join you, or are you
keeping your book a secret?

Not keeping it a secret.

What is it?

It's, uh, poetry.

Poetry?

You don't like poetry?

Oh, I love poetry.

My father always
used to read it to us.

It's been a long time
since I heard poetry.

It's because you always
got your nose

buried in those medical books.

Well, now is your chance
to read me something different.

All right.

"You sea!
I resign myself to you also.

I guess what you mean.

I behold from the beach
your crooked, inviting fingers.

I believe you refuse to go back
without the feeling of me.

We must have a turn together.

I undress, hurry me
out of the sight of land.

Cushion me soft.
Rock me in a billowy drowse.

Dash me with amorous wet.
I can repay you.

Who wrote that?

Walt Whitman.

Walt Whitman wrote that?

Yes.

Well, it's not appropriate.

What's not appropriate
about it?

Well, there are certain things

that aren't meant
to be written about.

What things?

Well, I -- I think
you know what I mean.

You don't like poetry
about the ocean?

He's not writing
about the ocean, Sully.

No, he's not.

I don't want that book
around the house

where the children
might find it.

- They won't find it.
- Thank you.

Well, it was a nice idea,
anyway.

Maybe we can try it again
sometime.

You might have a change
of heart.

I don't think so.

You never know.

The man in the story has
this frog called Daniel Webster,

and he teaches him how to be the
best jumping frog in the county.

How come anybody'd want
to teach a frog how to jump?

Well, in the story,

the man says it's supposed
to win lots of money

in a frog-jumping contest.

We could do that.

Not until we get our own.

Look!

There's another one.

I'll get that one.

Hey!

Hey, look! I got him.

Now what?

Now we teach 'em to jump.

Oh. Sorry, Reverend.

I didn't see you.

No need to apologize.

The way you read's a real
example for the other children.

Reading's my favorite thing
to do.

Every time I start a book,

it's like going
to a whole new place,

meeting lots
of interestin' people and --

and doin' all sorts
of excitin' things.

What's this one about?

A man who's never happy,

so he sells his soul
to the Devil,

but the Devil
can never make him say

that he's satisfied
with anything.

The Devil?

And the Devil does all these
things for him, but the man...

May I see that?

Do you know what book
Colleen's reading?

Faust.

I remember reading this
when I was around Colleen's age.

You approve of this book?

Approve?

This is a book about a man
who sells his soul to the Devil.

It's about more than that,
Reverend.

That's what the Devil would
like to have us think, Dr. Mike.

That's how he confuses us.

That's how he leads us
away from God.

It's just a story.

The Devil's words are never
just a story, Dr. Mike.

This is how people
start to lose their way --

by reading things
that they shouldn't.

I will not allow a book
like this in the library.

Forgive me, Reverend,
but I don't believe

it's your concern what books
we have in this library.

Just as it is
your responsibility as a doctor

to look out for the physical
well-being of this community,

it is my responsibility

as a minister to look out
for their spiritual concerns.

You do a fine job, Reverend,

but confiscating fiction

isn't going to do you
or the town any good.

Colleen should be free to read

whatever she chooses
from this library!

You're gonna give this back
to me.

I do not believe that children

should be allowed
to read whatever they wish.

There must be something

you wouldn't want
your children to read.

Well, of course there is.

It's a matter of choice.

And whose choice
would that be, Dr. Mike?

Thank you, Dorothy.

- Reverend.
- Good morning.

What's this?

I want you to publish that
as an editorial in The Gazette.

Well, I usually
write 'em myself, Reverend.

I think you'll agree
with everything I've written.

Something the matter,
Reverend?

Yes.
Something is the matter.

Yesterday, I found Colleen
reading a book

about a man
who sold his soul to the Devil.

And I've heard about a lot
of other books at that library

that sound just as bad.

An Englishwoman writin'
about prostitutes

and a Russian man
who writes about nihilists,

which are people
that don't believe in anything,

God included.

I tell you, that library's
gonna wind up

bein' more trouble
than it's worth.

You said
you liked the library.

Well, it was before people
stopped buying my books.

Why, they come in here

and expect me to lend them
to 'em for free!

You sure you want to print
this, Reverend?

Yes, I'm sure.

I wouldn't be doing my job
if I didn't speak up now.

I agree with the Reverend.
Print the editorial.

- Jake, you can't even read it.
- I don't have to read it

to know that those books
are trouble.

Can you put it
in this week's edition?

Well...

I got the best jumpin' frog
in town.

We both got the best jumpin'
frogs in town.

- Do not.
- Do too.

I got frogs 'round my house
that jump clear over my head.

- You wanna bet?
- Yeah.

Then bring your frogs
on Sunday, and we'll see.

All right.

Anybody else wants to bet,

bring your frog
and bring your money.

Let's see who's got
the best jumper in town.

Colleen?

Reverend.

I'll take that.

Dr. Mike said I could read it.

Dr. Mike said you
could read it in the library,

but you're at school now.

And as your teacher, I'm telling
you to give me that book.

I may not run the library,
but I do run this school,

and I will not have a book about
the Devil on school grounds.

You can have it back
at the end of the day.

Any such book is a threat

to the spiritual well-being
of our town

and should not be
allowed in our library.

I say he's got a point.

Books like that
just ain't decent.

He might have a point,

but we're gonna have to do
a whole lot more

than write
a bunch of editorials

if we want to keep those books
out of town.

That's why we're havin'
the town meetin', Jake.

I don't see why we need a town
meetin' for a bunch of books.

'Cause books
can give folks bad ideas.

Now, whatever we end up doing,
I know you're gonna support us.

Right, Horace?

Well,

I don't think Dr. Mike's gonna
be so happy about the idea

of folks gettin' rid
of her father's books.

I'd say she looks
a little more than unhappy.

Do you really mean this?

Oh, Michaela, the Reverend
wrote that editorial.

And you printed it!

Well, it's my job to print
what I see fit.

Book publishers
have the same job, Dorothy.

Oh, no, they don't.

No, they're publishing
all sorts of things.

Newspapers print only facts.

They report the truth.

But his isn't the truth.
It's an opinion.

It's an opinion based on fact,
Michaela --

books in that library that have
no business being there.

- They all belong here.
- Oh, no.

Not all of them.

You've got a book
in there called the -- the Koran

about some strange kind
of religion,

and something else
called "Civil Disobedience."

Now, what kind of disobedience
is civil?

And I've heard
that there's even a copy

of those dirty poems by that --
that Whitman fella.

Well, it's...
Well, I mean, Walt Whitman

isn't someone
that I would care to read,

but I wouldn't stop someone else
from reading it.

We can't be
legislating morality.

Those books
aren't only morally wrong.

They're legally wrong.

What law stops that?

Right here.

Right here, in this article
from the Denver paper.

Here, "The question
whether a publication is obscene

does not depend
upon its being true or false,

but upon its tendency
to inflame the passions and --

and de-- debauch society."

May I see that?

We don't need books
like Mr. Whitman's

to give people ideas
and stir up trouble.

What kind of trouble?

Well, we don't know,

but better safe than sorry.

Books don't start trouble,
Dorothy.

Books help stop it.

I hear there's a book
all about witchcraft!

It's a history book
about a town in Massachusetts.

It teaches about witchcraft!

Time. Simmer down.

The library can be
a great addition to our town,

but I think we can all agree

we need to close it down
for a while.

I don't agree.

Just so as we can figure out
which books to get rid of

- and which ones to keep.
- That's right.

Who's gonna do the choosin'?

The Reverend.

How can you allow one man

to decide
what an entire town should read?

He's just not anybody.
He's a Reverend.

What makes his judgement
better than anybody else's?

I'm not gonna
do anything rash, Dr. Mike.

I'm gonna use common sense.

So, would you let
my father's medical books

stay in the library?

Of course.

Then, according to a story
I read in the Denver paper,

you'd be doing
something illegal, Reverend.

Settle down!

There's a law that says
that even medical textbooks

can be judged obscene.

Oh, we ain't talkin' about
medical textbooks, Dr. Mike.

We know what kind of books
you've got in that library.

If it's gonna cause
so much trouble.

I ain't so sure
we need a library after all.

I'm beginning to think that we
need a library more than ever.

What makes you think that?

Because a library is a place
where you open your mind

to new ideas,
different cultures.

We don't want to know about

a bunch
of atheists and prostitutes!

There are certain things

that you should not open
your mind to, Dr. Mike.

Let's vote already.

Those in favor of closin'
the library, raise your hand.

The council votes four to one
to close the library.

- Please don't do this.
- We voted. It's over.

What are you doing?

We've got the names
of all the library books,

and so I'm confiscating them.

Are you going
to give that back,

or do I have to take it away?

We took a legal vote.

That's right, Sully.

We're not gonna
solve anything this way.

We're going
to reopen this library legally

with all the books in it.

Wait, Jake!

What are you gonna
do with that ledger?

It's none of your business.

Well, I'd say
it's everyone's business

because everyone's name's
in that book!

It might have been
everybody's business

when this library was open.

This library
is now officially closed.

Who is it?

It's Jake. Open up.

Good evening, Horace.

Jake. Reverend.

Sorry to disturb you, Horace,

but, uh,
we're looking for a book.

Well, can't it wait
till the morning?

Nope. It's a book
called "The Scarlet Letter,"

and we need it now.

Well, I don't think
I have that book.

I do.

Yes. That's right.

It says here you took it
out of the library last week.

What about it?

Well, Myra, we've heard
some things about that book.

It's immoral,
and we're confiscating it.

Well, it's not immoral.

Well, maybe not
to somebody like you.

You watch what you say, Jake.

Myra, it's
about an unwed mother, isn't it?

Well, it's about a lady
who doesn't want to tell anybody

her baby's father's
the town Reverend.

Yeah.

Well, we -- we --
we just need the book.

Well, you can't have it.

Myra, that book
is a danger to our community.

How's it dangerous?

Gives people ideas.

I think you'd be the last person
in town

to want to see some little girl
get the wrong idea

with the way the world works,
if you know what I mean.

No, I don't, Jake.

Now, Myra, Jake is the mayor.

And the Reverend's

always looking out
for our best interests.

By sneakin' around in
the middle of the night,

takin' people's books away?

The town council voted
to close the library,

and you've still got a book out.

That's why we're here.

Well, you --
I like this book.

I like reading
about interesting ladies.

Well, Myra,
when we reopen the library,

I'm sure you'll find lots
of books

about interesting, uh,
proper women.

Myra, honey,
I thought you was through

with your old way of life.

You know I am, Horace.

Then, how -- how come
you're still readin' about it?

All for the best, honey.

We'll take your book, too,
Horace.

Well, my book, I'm -- I'm just
reading a plain old story.

Well, I think you better let
us be the judge

as to whether a book
called "The Vampire"

is just a plain old story,
Horace.

Oh, well, guess you're right.

Let me go find it.

They're not jumping.

What's the book
say about gettin' 'em to leap?

Like I told you, the man
in the story holds out a fly

and says "Flies,"
and the frog jumps.

Flies!

Jump! Flies!

Come on! Jump!

Hey. Look at that.

They ate the flies.

That's 'cause they didn't have
to jump for 'em.

Maybe if we feed 'em more,

they'll have more strength
for jumpin'.

You think?

Of course they will.

Just like we get more strength
after eatin'.

Let's give 'em the flies
and the worms.

And another whole jar
every day until Sunday.

We'll have these frogs jumpin'
over everybody's heads.

Anybody but Loren
know you're comin' here?

My goodness, Jake.
There's nobody even out there.

Now, shall we pick up
where we left off?

That sounds like a fine idea.

I meant with the book.

- Oh, that.
- Yes, that.

It's the reason
that we're meetin' here.

Now, you were sayin'
your letters pretty good

by the end of last time.

So let me hear 'em again.

A.

B.

C.

D.

E.

- E.
- Ah, look closer.

That's a different letter.

- This is a waste of time.
- No, it's not.

You know that letter.

It's F.

Now, think of a word
that begins with F.

Friend. Flower.

How about fool,
which is what I feel like?

'Cause I can't do something
even little kids know how to do.

You're gonna be reading
in no time

as long as you keep
learning your letters.

Loren's right.
I'm too old for this.

Well, anyone who thinks

they're too old to learn
how to read

is too old for me
to be keeping company with.

So I guess I better leave.

All right.

I'll keep going.

Start with G.

G.

H.

I.

J. K.

I know a word
that starts with K.

Oh! Now you're getting
the hang of it.

What starts with K?

This.

How was that?

That was very good.

Now, keep on going.

L.

It's not fair.
Those books belong to me.

The building
belongs to the town.

What if we moved the books
to another building?

Where?

One of the extra rooms
at the clinic?

It'd be small,
but no one could close it down.

It's still the same library.

It wouldn't be one
of the town's buildings anymore.

If someone
wanted to borrow a book,

all they'd have to do
is borrow it from me personally.

It was what my father
used to do in Boston.

It'd be my library,

and anyone could read
whatever they want.

Would I be able
to read Walt Whitman?

I'd only worry about having it
around the children.

Are you worried
about the children?

Or are you worried
about yourself?

I'm not like you, Sully.

I can't just sit down
and read something like that.

I'm not asking you
to read it alone.

I'm asking you to let
me share it with you.

I don't know if I can.

I'm never read anything so...

Different?

So different.

It's kind of like thinkin'
about being married, ain't it?

There are things that still
frighten me sometimes.

You're gettin'
ahead of yourself.

- What if I can't --
- It's not time yet, Michaela.

Courting's like readin' a book.

You gotta take each chapter
in order.

Some chapters are harder
to get through than others.

But you read 'em all.

Otherwise, you'd be cheatin'
yourself out of the whole book.

Hey!

They're breakin'
into the library!

Hey, what they doin'?

You can't do that!
Go get the mayor!

Here.

Be careful putting the books
in the crates.

What do you think
you're doing?

Moving my books.

The town council
voted to close the library.

Keep the building closed.

We're here for the books.

These books
belong to the town now!

You donated them, Dr. Mike!

Well, I changed my mind.

I'm taking them back.

I'm starting
my own private library.

If anyone wants to read a book,
all they have to do is ask me.

This is goin' too far.

I agree!
It's gone too far.

I hear you've been
sneakin' around in the night,

confiscating books from people?

That's not what we're doin'.

That's exactly what you've
been doing, Reverend,

and I expect you to return
every one

of those books you've taken.

You are the one
who's stealin' the town books.

We've got work to do,

and I'd appreciate it
if you let us get to it.

Books ain't nothing
but trouble!

- Just put 'em in the back room.
- Get rid of them books!

If you don't, we will!

Let's get those books.

Pile 'em up.
Come on.

Over there.

Pile 'em up, boys.

What are you doing?
You can't do this!

Now set kerosene on 'em.

Don't burn 'em!
Don't burn 'em all!

Wait!
I never said to do this!

Stand back. Stand back.

Jake! Stop it!

Jake, don't!

Oh, no.

Dr. Mike! Sully!

This library is officially
closed!

No!

Sully, no!

Hello.

- Morning.
- Morning, Reverend.

Hello.

You comin', Dr. Mike?

No, Reverend.
Not this Sunday.

There's no savin' this one.

Aesop's Fables.

These were always
my favorite bedtime stories.

Lot of these
are worse than that.

How are you gonna replace
all these books you lost?

I can't.

Never?

It takes a lifetime
to collect so many books.

How can people be so stupid?

You mustn't say that, Colleen.

But it's true.
They're stupid!

No, they just
don't know better.

That's called ignorance.

Dr. Mike?

And be ye kind,
one to another,

tender-hearted, forgiving,

even as God, for Christ's sake,
hath forgiven you.

Have you decided to join us,
Dr. Mike?

Yes, I have.

I'm glad to hear that.

And I brought you something.

Oh, I think we've had enough
to do with those books

for a while.

You're absolutely right,
Reverend,

but I brought this
because I think we can all agree

on what to do with it.

I'm glad to see
you've had a change of heart.

How could I not?

With a book
that tells of a father

who sacrificed his own daughter,

a book that tells of a man

who was married to more than one
woman at the same time...

Why, this book even has
a passage in it

describing how God
accepted a bet from the Devil!

You're right, Dr. Mike.

That's a book
that we can all agree on,

and handing it over to me
is the kind of gesture

that will help heal the spirit
of our town.

I thank you
for showing so much faith.

Not at all, Reverend.

What is it?

The Holy Bible.

Jump!

Jump! Jump!

Jump!

Our frogs ain't jumpin'!

Flies! Jump!

- Jump!
- Flies!

Flies! Come on!

Jump!

Hey, look! I won! I won!

We lost it all, Brian.

What's all the excitement
about?

We had a frog-jumping contest.

Sounds like fun.

Not when you lose
all your money bettin' on it.

You boys gambled on frogs?

I read about how to make lots
of money

havin' frog-jumpin' contests
in that book.

It sounded like a real
good idea.

Sounds like a real
good lesson.

You boys learned something
about making your own decisions.

How'd we learn that?

Well, you tried something from
a book that didn't work out.

So next time
you read about an idea

that sounds like an easy way
to make money,

you might say to yourselves,

"Oh, that's not for me."

You mean, not just do it
'cause you read about it.

Exactly.

Now, that's
what learning's all about --

reading about lots
of different things

and then deciding for yourself
what you believe.

Gambling's no good.

Perhaps you'd feel better
if you had something to eat.

Nah. I'm not hungry.

Me neither.

Well,
if you change your minds...

I'll tell you something else
that we know now

that we didn't know before --

Never feed a frog five jars
of flies and worms

if you want it to jump.

Reverend?

What are you doing?

Well, we'll have
to dry out all these books

if we want to open the library
by tomorrow.

With all the books?

With all of 'em.

You look like you
could use some help.

Yes. We could.

Come on.

Sometimes...

it helps to spell it out.

S...

I...

N...

G.

S...ing.

Sing...sing!

I sing the body electric.

The armies of those I love
engirth me, and I engirth them.

They will not let me off
till I go with them,

respond to them
and discorrupt them

and charge them full
with the charge of the soul.

The bending forward and backward
of rowers in rowboats,

of horsemen in the saddle.