All language subtitles for S00E05 - Bless All the Dear Children-eng

Man: The winter of '96
was a strange one.

My family was used to nature's
cold hand around Christmas.

We'd learned to survive
her frozen fury.

But that year nature laid a warm
cheek on Walnut Grove.

The snow begin to melt
in the high country

even before its white blanket
touched the flat land.

Steam rose
from the rivers

as the sun warmed
the flowing waters.

It would be an easy Christmas

for my daughter
and her family...

or so she thought.

Watch where
you're going, clumsy oaf!

I'm
Ss
orry
!

Shouldn't give you
any more trouble.

I appreciate it.

You know,
that's a long trip.

Smart of you to check everything
out before you start.

Well, especially with Rose
and Laura along.

I wouldn't want anything
to spoil their trip.

Mr. Wilder! Mr. Wilder!

Whoa! Slow down
there, partner.

I thought you might have
left already.

You remember...

what we discussed?

For your mother.

It's supposed
to be a surprise.

Don't worry about a thing.

You'll be back in time
for Christmas?

Long before.

You can do me a favor.

Run over to the mill
and tell Mr. Edwards

I'm waiting on him.
Will you do that?

Be glad to,
and thanks!

That reminds me.

Sarah would have my hide
if I didn't give you her list.

Looks like we're all gonna be
beholden to you for Christmas.

Money's in there, too.

Glad to oblige.

- Safe trip.
- Will do that.

Edwards!

If you're waiting for me,
you're backing up.

Art Carter, you behave
yourself while were gone

or Santa won't come.

All right, let's go.

Well, Montague!

Might've known you'd show up
soon as everything's loaded.

My labors are intellectual,
not physical.

Still turning them German words
into English, are you?

To the best
of my ability,

which is why I mustn't linger here
any longer than necessary.

I merely came out to wish you
a safe and pleasant journey

and a speedy return.

Well, thank you
Mr. Montague.

Now, you sure you can manage until
we get back?

- Oh, quite sure.
- We're not children, Aunt Laura.

All right.

Now you two take care
of each other.

Next time you
think about it,

we're gonna be
right back here

loaded down with Christmas cheer.

Hmm.

In the form of baubles
and trinkets, no doubt.

Oh, now, Montague,

don't tell me you got something
against Christmas.

Not Christmas, Edwards.

Crass commerciality
and sentimentalism

masquerading
as Christian love.

Emphasis on gift-giving
is compromising our souls.

Well, I'll tell you
something, old buddy,

I never want to
compromise your soul,

so I'll just skip over
buying you a present this year.

Suits me fine.

- Edwards, let's get a move on.
- Oh, all right.

- Don't take no wooden nickels.
- I won't Mr. Edwards.

Bye!

( groans)

Patrick?

Patrick?

Patrick?

Your husband
is not here, Elsa.

Oh?

Patrick's not here?

Oh.

Oh, he's waiting for us
in Milford.

Why do I feel so funny?

We had to give you something
for the pain.

It was a very
difficult delivery.

The baby...

The baby.

I want to hold my baby.

Elsa...

Is it a boy or a girl?

I know Patrick wants a boy,
but I hope it's a girl.

It doesn't matter.
We waited so long.

Oh, please, doctor,
bring me the baby.

I want to hold it.

Elsa...

your little boy...

Boy?

I have a boy?

Where is he?

What have you
done with him?

I did everything I could.

Elsa: No!

No! No!

No. No, I want my--

- Doctor?
- I want my son!

Nurse, hold her down.
Hold her down.

You're lying.
You're lying to me.

Bring me my son!
We have to got Milford!

I have bring
Patrick his son.

( no audible dialogue )

Here, Rosie!

- Give me.
- All right.

- I'll see you inside.
- Okay.

I'll get this bit of freight unloaded
while you check us in.

Well, don't go spending all out
profit at the Red Dog Saloon.

Almanzo, what do you say
a thing like that for?

You know I ain't touched
no whiskey in years.

Doesn't stop you from spending
all your spare time

at Red Dog, buying drinks
for your old friends.

You act like
generosity's a crime.

When you generosity
involves my money,

- itis a crime.
- Dagnabbit, Wilder.

Just meet us back here
in front the hotel in a half an hour.

Half an hour?

Plenty of time to get
the shipment unloaded.

Well, I know that.

Socializing is a very
important thing.

- 29 minutes.
- I'm going, I'm going.

Yah, yah! Come on.
Come on.

Here we are.

Two drops of this
in your tea at bed time

will put you
in top shape in no time.

Elsa, you've got
to get you strength up

so that you
can join Patrick.

I know he's anxious
to have you with him.

I don't want
to see Patrick.

When I see him,
I have to tell him about the baby,

and that's all he's talked about
for months.

That's why he insisted
on going back

to Milford ahead of us,

so that he could make
everything perfect

when I brought the baby
to our new home.

Elsa...

Elsa, I know how you feel,

but you can't
live in the past.

What's happened is over,

and there's nothing you
can do to change it.

Now you have to live
for the future.

There is no future, doctor.

I can't have
another child.

Elsa,

you don't mean that.

You say you know
how I feel.

If you really did,

you'd know that
I mean that.

Bye, doctor.

Elsa...

if there's anything
I can do for you,

anything to help...

Thank you, doctor,

but there's nothing.

I told him half hour.

That was almost an hour ago.

- Maybe he got held up?
- Mm-hmm.

- Third bar stool from the left.
- Almanzo.

Let's go.

Where we going?

Well, we can stand around and let
moss grow under our feet,

or we could do
our Christmas shopping.

Let's go.

Well, wait for us.
Come on.

Come on!

Come on, Rosie!

( no audible dialogue )

( no audible dialogue )

( no audible dialogue )

I just can't find the perfect gift
for Mr. Edwards.

Well, I'm telling you,
we're not buying him anything

until we know if he spent all our
money at the Red Dog Saloon.

Almanzo Wilder!

Baby!

You want to
see the baby?

Look at the babies.
Look!

Look!

- Manly?
- What?

Stay there,
sweetheart.

Do you think you can
keep her distracted while I go in?

You go ahead.
She won't even notice you're gone.

Thanks.

Almanzo:
Rosie! Rosie! Look at that.

Look at that.

Christmas is coming.

Put this back here.

Rosie, have you been
a good girl this year?

Rose: Yeah.

Almanzo:
I think you've been

a very good girl
this year.

- Rose: Baby?
- You want the baby, Rosie?

I want you to stand right here
and watch the baby

while Daddy goes
and gets some apples

for Mommy and Daddy,
and Rosie, okay?

Good.

All righty. I'll be right back.
Stay right there.

Fight!

( shouting )

Man:
Come on, everybody!

Hold these, will you?

Now for you two.

- I could have handled it.
- I can see that.

Well I could have.
See, I was just wearing them down.

Manly, Mr. Edwards,
are you all right?

Oh, yeah, well, just getting
a little exercise.

Honestly, you two!

I leave you alone
for one minute and...

Where's Rose?

She's right over, there.

Rose!

- Manly, where is she?
- I left her right here.

Right here. Rose!

All right,
let's split up.

We're going to
find her, Beth.

She cannot
have gone too far.

We're going to find her.

Wish [I could offer you
more hope.

Lots of children
disappearing these days.

like they vanished
into thin air.

Almanzo: There must be
something you can do.

Man: I'd be happy to go
along with you,

ask folks
if they've seen her.

That picture you
brought might help.

Might as well start
where you last saw her.

- The toy store just up the street.
- Let's go.

Beth, might be good
if you went back to the hotel.

She might turn up there.

No, she'd never
find her way back there.

- I'm going with you.
- All right.

There you are, Mrs. Norris.

Thank you.

I wonder, I'll be traveling
with a child,

a little girl.

Will she be
needing a seat?

Oh, no, I'll hold her
in my lap.

Then there will be
no extra charge for her.

Thank you.
Thank you very much.

Do you want one?

( babbling )

Come along, baby.

You know you're not supposed to
talk to strangers.

Well, thank you, ma'am.

Somebody should have
seen something somewhere.

Maybe there's a better way
of going about this.

Divide up,
cover more territory.

- That's a good idea.
- Where's your rig?

- At the livery.
- There's an orphanage

over on the other side,

the north side of town.

Seems like a lot of lost kids
show up there.

Okay, we'll ride over
and check it out.

I'll continue
combing this area

and see what
I can stir up.

- I'll stay with you. She knows me.
- Fine.

We'll find her now.
Don't worry.

Come on, Beth.

You here to adopt a boy?

No, we're looking for
a little girl.

I knew it. Everybody wants
to adopt a girl.

We're not looking
to adopt one.

We're looking
for our daughter.

She's missing, and we thought
maybe she came here.

Nobody would come here
unless they had to.

Say, you got any boys
around your house?

- No.
- Ought to consider it.

Alot of things
a boy can do

around the house
to be helpful.

Take me for instance.

I can chop wood, feed the livestock--
almost anything.

I bet you'd be surprised.
I don't eat hardly anything at all.

I'm sorry, but--

Just biscuits for breakfast.
I can skip supper.

Samuel.

Yes, Mr. Dodsworthy?

Rule nine?

Do not speak
unless spoken to.

Correct.

You should be
in class, I believe.

Yes, sir.

I ain't afraid
of hard work.

Samuel!

Well...

I think we might have
some good news for you.

Little girl
was dropped off

not more than
five minutes ago.

Rose?

Well, she's a shy child.

Won't tell us her name,

but she matches
the description of your little girl.

Where is she?

Right this way.

We bathed her, changed her clothes,
and combed her hair.

( girl babbling )

Rose?

You got a penny?
Anything to give, ma'am?

You got a coin there, sir?

You got--

Well, hello there.

Come along, darling.
We don't want to miss our train.

Edwards.

Any luck?

No.

We were hoping.

Been in every store
on this side of town.

It's a way to
the train station,

but it might be
worth a try.

You know how young'ins are
when they see a train.

Edwards: Ain't going to walk
that far, you think?

Where else
we going to look?

Let's go.

( no audible dialogue )

Excuse me.
Can you help us?

If it's about a train,
there ain't no hurry.

Last one of the day

pulled out
half an hour ago.

This is not about a train.
It's about our daughter.

- She's disappeared.
- Disappeared?

Here's a picture
of her.

No, haven't seen her.

Don't recall any young'ins
wandering about here today.

'Course I've been behind
the counter mostly.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

I'll keep an eye out
for her though,

case she turns up.

- Thanks.
- Thanks.

Say did I hear you say you
were looking for a little kid?

Our daughter.

Well, can I see
that there picture?

Yeah. Yeah,
I seen all right.

Oh, thank God. When?

Well, first time
it was right here,

couple hours ago.

You say she's your daughter?

Yeah.

Yeah, funny.

She was with
this other woman.

Acted like her mom.

What are you
talking about?

Well, this here woman.

I mean, she told
the little girl

not to talk to
strangers.

Oh, my God.

She's not lost,
she's taken.

Laura.
Do you know where they went?

Well, they...

they took
the last train out.

I remember her now.

I didn't see the kid, but she asked
if she needed a ticket for her.

Well, any description?

Just a woman,
late twenties,

early thirties,
I'd say.

About so tall.

Hair kind of reddish,
I think.

Do you know where
the train was headed?

Bound for points south,

all the way to
the border.

It's a one-fare ride.

She could get off anywhere
between here and Mexico.

We're never
gonna find her.

Lots of folks get off
at the first stop,

Sublimity.

Quite a settlement there.

Take you
half a day by wagon.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Hey, you don't have to pay me
for helping you out.

I was just doing
my duty as a citizen.

Yeah, but thanks a lot!

"How far we will
have to go

or how long
we will be gone

we have know way
of knowing.

We only know we won't be home
until we find her.

Laura."

I can't believe it.

Who would do
something like that?

Some poor
disturbed creature.

You mean, they aren't coming home
in time for Christmas?

I don't know.

If there's anything
we can do for you, Jenny...

Thank you.

We're managing
quite well.

Still, we thought
you should know the news.

Poor Rose.

Oh, I hope
she's all right.

Almanzo.

Why did I
leave her?

If I'd only stayed with her...

- It wasn't your fault.
- Yes, it is.

Can't you see that?

No, I can't.

Listen to me.

It happened,

and it wasn't
anybody's fault.

We are going to
find her.

Look at me.

We are going to find her.

( chattering )

Would you like
something to eat, ma'am?

No, not right now.
Thanks.

That's a pretty little
girl you have.

Thank you.

She's been
so good on the trip.

Well, I'll be back through
in an hour or so. Bye-bye.

All Right.

My pretty little girl.

( chattering )

I'll stay with
the horses.

Get on. Come on.

- ( boy sneezes)
- Gesundheit.

( boy sneezes )

( boy sneezes )

All right,
come on out of there

or I'll come in
after you.

What the--

Oh, I got your
letter all right.

I even went over to
the train station myself,

but your little girl
didn't get off here in Sublimity.

But did you check
the train?

Mr. Wilder...

I'm all the law there is
in Sublimity.

One man.

Now if I was to got have
got on the train,

I couldn't have been sure
they didn't get off.

Now as things are,

I can promise you
one thing.

Nobody got off that train
with your little girl.

All right, just calm--
Hold it! Hold it.

- Come yourself down there.
- Samuel!

You know this pup?

I told you.

What do you have to say
for yourself, son?

Well, I thought once
you got to know me,

maybe you'd change your mind

about having a boy
and adopt me.

So you sneaked
into the wagon.

Yes, sir.

Manly, what are
we going to do?

We got to take him back.

Edwards: What did the sheriff
have to say?

We got go on to Milford.

The train has
a two-day layover there.

He thinks we oughta
be able to catch up to it.

Not if we take him
back to Mankato.

All right, we'll have to take
him with us.

Only until we find Rose.

Then we're gonna drop you
in Mankato on the way back.

Yes, sir.

Come on. We got a long drive
ahead of us.

Well, come on, Samuel.

You can call me Sam.

This one here.
The blue wool scarf.

Well, I can get that
for you by Christmas,

but it's kind of
expensive, Jason.

I'll get the money,
Mr. Olsen, somehow.

All right, I'll order it for
you. Today.

- Thank you.
- Father! Father!

Father!
Oh, hello, Jason.

Look, Father, another Christmas
present for me from mother.

Put it upstairs
in your room with the others.

To bad you won't be getting
any Christmas presents this year.

Nancy!

It's true.

Willie said Mr. Carter
gave Almanzo money

to buy Christmas presents.

And now Jason and Jeb won't
have any Christmas at all.

That is about enough
out of you.

It doesn't matter if Mr. Wilder
comes back or not.

Santa Claus will still
bring us our presents.

That's right.

You still believe in
Santa Claus?

Oh, you're so childish, Jason.

He may not come to your house,
but he'll come to ours.

Don't pay any attention
to anything she says.

I'll have your scarf here
next week.

- Thanks, Mr. Olsen
- You bet.

I've got your
order back here.

How is Harriet?

I got a letter
from her yesterday

complaining about
the hospital food.

Says the nurses never come
when she calls.

Sounds like she's feeling
more herself these days.

Yes, it does,
doesn't it?

Well, I hope she's out of the hospital
and home by Easter.

Hmm.

Do you want
all of these?

I read.

Yeah.

( knock on door)

- ( humming )
- ( knocking continues )

Yes?

I want to talk to you,
young lady.

Oh, Father!

I'm the luckiest
girl in the world

to have all these
Christmas presents.

And I was thinking,
since the Carter children

don't have any
Christmas presents at all.

perhaps I should share.

I can give them
one of mine.

Well, that's a lovely,
generous thought Nancy.

Um, I thought...

maybe I can give them
this one.

I already peeked.

It's just an eraser
from Willie and Rachel.

I'm afraid that you
don't appreciate

the real meaning
of Christmas, Nancy.

Sure I do, Father.

It's a time when
we all give presents

to ones we love
the most.

And if I happen to get more presents
then anyone else,

it's just because
I deserve it.

It's because your mother
spoils you rotten!

You really do hate me,
don't you?

Now don't start
that again.

It seems to me that you've been
on the receiving end

of a lot of Christmas
so far this year.

But I haven't seen
very much giving.

I'm thinking about it.

Well, while you're thinking about it,
I've got a job for you.

A job!

Well, everyone
is contributing

to Christmas together
as a family.

Your mother has
sent these packages,

I'm preparing
the Christmas dinner,

and Willie and Rachel will read
from the Bible after dinner.

I'll sing "Silent Night."

I want you to be in charge
of getting the Christmas tree.

The tree?

Where am I going to
get a tree?

The woods are full
of them, my dear.

Why can't you get one?

Or Willie?

We are busy with the store
and restaurant.

Besides, I want
you to do something

to contribute to
the spirit of Christmas.

And I wouldn't waste
much time in pouting

if I were you,
young lady.

I hate trees.

Been mighty
quiet all night.

- Just thinking.
- Hmm.

Sometimes it helps
to think out loud.

I have to find a way
to get some money.

- And fast.
- Hmm.

This wouldn't have anything to do
with Christmas, would it?

I was counting
on Mr. Wilder,

and now he's
not coming back.

I have to find a way to get
Ma's Christmas present.

Maybe you don't
need any money.

I bet if you put
your mind to it,

you could think
of something to give her,

that you could make yourself.

A drawing.

You could whittle something
out of wood.

No matter what it is,

if it comes
from the heart,

she's gonna love it.

Yeah, but this
was special, Pa.

You sleep on it,

and you'll see by
tomorrow morning I'm right.

Pa?

You don't think?

I don't think what?

You don't think that just because Mr.
Wilder isn't coming back,

you don't think Santa Claus
would skip us this year, too?

Do you?

Course not.

I didn't think so.

Good night, Pa.

Good night, son.

All right,
good night, Ma.

Good night, son.

Well, did you find out what was
bothering him?

He's worried about...

what he's gonna get
his Ma for Christmas.

I told him whatever
he got for you,

especially if he made it himself,
you'd love it.

Of course, I would.

I'm just wondering what kind
of Christmas the boy are gonna have.

If Almanzo doesn't
get back in time...

it's going to be pretty meager
pickings under the tree.

Well, there's nothing
we can do about it.

It wasn't your fault.

I know.

I can explain it to Jeb.

But Jason?

He still thinks Santa Claus
is coming.

I know it.

Maybe it's time
we told him?

Oh, Sarah, I don't want to
do that. Do you?

No.

Well, then let's just keep
our fingers crossed.

Maybe they'll
be back in time.

Well, no matter what,
we'll be together,

and that is more important
than any gift.

You're right.
Of course.

I hope the Wilders
will be as blessed.

Oughta consider it.

Lot of things a boy
can do around the house.

Take me for instance.

- Chop wood, I suppose?
- Well, yes.

- Cook meals?
- I can do that, too.

Listen, I think you're
a real fine boy, Sam.

You do?

Yeah, I sure do.

Somebody gonna be mighty lucky
to get you for a son.

But me, see, I--

I kind of got my own way,
you understand?

I don't eat much.

All right, let's get
this stuff loaded.

I can do it.
I'm real strong.

See what I mean?

Who can tell me
the answer to this one?

That's it!

Jason?

Hmm?

You said you had
the answer to the problem.

Oh, no, ma'am.

But you said, "That's it!"

Yeah.

But that isn't what I
said "That's it!" about.

- ( laughter)
- I see.

Well, I'll try to
figure that one out.

In the meantime,
class is dismissed.

Jeb...

tell Ma I might be
late for supper.

- I have something to do.
- What?

I can't tell you.

She'll skin
me alive.

I can't tell her you'll be late
for no reason.

Tell her...
it's about Christmas,

and I'll explain later!

Well, that sounds like
a mighty fine offer, Jason,

but, well, I'm afraid I'm not in
the market for anything like that.

Well, thanks anyway, doc.

I don't understand.

I haven't been able
to sell one tree yet to anybody.

Doesn't anybody have
Christmas spirit?

Well...

I guess folks have a Christmas
spirit, all right, Jason.

But, well,
folks around here,

they can go out
and chop down their own tree

and bring it home
and put it up themselves.

I guess they don't see the need
to pay somebody,

to do that for them.

You're gonna chop down
your own tree?

You bet.
I do it every year.

Helps me get in
the Christmas mood.

But what if you don't know how
to chop down a tree?

Well, everybody around here knows
how to chop down a tree.

Not everybody.

Okay, thanks, Doc Baker.

Absolutely not!

Jason: Doesn't anybody
have Christmas spirit?

Mr. Montague, you can't chop
down your own tree,

- can you?
- Of course not.

Then if you don't
buy one from me,

where are you
gonna get one?

I don't intend
to have on.

But everybody has a tree.

Not everyone, my lad.

I have never been able
to comprehend the absurdity

of chopping down
a live tree,

jamming it into a space
far too small for it,

crowning it
with garish ornaments,

and leaving
it there to die.

Then if you
don't have a tree,

where do you
put the presents?

Jason, my boy,
try to understand.

The idea of
giving presents

was drummed up by
the merchants of our land

in order to line
their own pockets.

The message of Christmas
is one of love,

not of mindless
merchandising.

Do you understand
what I am saying?

You don't have any presents
to put under the tree.

Ah, splendid!

( door opens )

Any packages for me?

No, not today.

But Jason Carter's
package arrived.

If you see him, you can tell him
that it's here.

By the way,

Willie and Rachel wanted to know
when they should come over

and help trim
the Christmas tree.

Whenever they want to.

Well, we can't
very well trim a tree

we haven't got can we?

You don't really expect me
to get the tree?

You have until
Christmas Eve night.

Supper we be ready
in about ten minutes.

You wanna get washed up?

I'm busy.

What are you doing?

Putting up
my Christmas list.

I wouldn't want anyone
to buy me something I don't like.

I can't believe it.

She is so much like Harriet, it's
unbelievable.

I just can't
believe it.

( door opens )

We're closed.

That's all right.

I just came to tell
your father something.

Father!

Father!

You can tell him for me.

Tell him...

Tell him not to send away
for that scarf.

I can't buy it.

It already arrived.
See?

Well, I can't buy it.

Well, what are we
supposed to do with it?

Sell it to someone else,
I guess.

I was gonna chop down
Christmas trees

to earn the money
for it, but...

seems like nobody needs
a Christmas tree.

I'm sorry.

Wait! Wait!

Did you say
Christmas trees?

Yeah.

You know, Jason,

I think we just
might be able

to make a deal
for this scarf.

Thank you, ma'am.

- There. You got her?
- Come on.

Up!

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Pony!

Oh.

Thank God
you're home.

I was so worried
about you.

Patrick. Oh...

About the baby...

I know.

I got a wire
from Dr. Langley.

I know everything.

He sounded so worried
about you.

And then I didn't here from
you and I got...

- scared.
- Can we sit down for a minute?

Here.

Did the doctor
tell you that I can't--

Yes.

When he told me that,
I wanted to die.

I did.

But not anymore.

Oh, Patrick,
there has been a miracle.

- A miracle?
- Yes, I--

Come, let me show you.

There's our miracle.

I don't understand.
Where'd this child come from?

She had been abandoned
at the hospital,

and the nurses told me
that they couldn't find her parents

and that she'd have to
be sent to an orphanage.

Patrick,
don't you see?

It's as if God had given us the child
he'd taken away.

Don't you see?

I couldn't let her be
sent to a work house.

Well, of course not.

Please. Please tell me
you'll let her stay.

Well, it's just
such a shock.

Dr. Langley didn't mention
anything about a little girl.

Well, he didn't know.

It happened right before
we left to come home.

Now I know this
is sudden for you.

Please Patrick.

I need her.

She's such
a lovely child.

You'll love her, too,
you'll see.

- Please.
- Of course, she can stay.

Oh...

Thank you.
I love you.

I love you, too.

Does she have a name?

Rose.

Ah, Rose.

Welcome to
your new home.

You'll never fit
through the front door.

I better trim
a little bit off.

I thought you were out
getting the tree.

I'm thinking
about it.

Well, maybe you can
think it already decorated,

then we won't have to
go to the trouble.

Now I am going in
and starting the supper.

You get yourself
to the woods and fetch the tree.

- Father!
- Now, Nancy!

Why do you hate me?

Now, Nancy.

The axe is by the table.

( knocking on door )

It's about time.

- Well, where is it?
- Right here.

That's very amusing.

- Now where's the tree?
- That's it.

That's the whole tree,
Nancy.

It'll look much bigger
once you get it inside.

You could put it
on a table.

You told me you'd get me a big,
beautiful Christmas tree.

Well, it was big
and beautiful, but--

You expect me to take that--

that disgrace
into my living room?

It won't hardly
take anytime at all to decorate.

Jason Carter, I don't ever wanna
see you again.

- What about the scarf?
- ( door slams)

Nancy?
What are you doing?

I'm not
feeling well.

Well, you're gonna
feel a lot worse

when you don't
have any presents on Christmas.

I have lots
of presents.

No tree,
no presents.

But Mother sent me
those presents.

Father will
take them away.

If I were you, I'd get out there
and get chopping.

I can't carry
a big tree all that way.

Well, get a small tree!

How small?

I don't know!
Just a tree!

Be right back!

Jason! Jason!

Oh, he's gone.

Why did he take
that dumb tree?

I'm gonna have to go
all the way to the woods...

I bet Jenny would like to have you
in her living room.

I bet she can't chop down
a tree either.

Jason, come in.

I figured with Almanzo gone
you might need a...

Jenny:
Need a what?

Oh, never mind.

Want some hot chocolate?

No.

Why you dragging
that branch around for?

It's not a branch.
It's a tree.

Is Mr. Montague upstairs?

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay, thanks.

( vocalizing )

- ( knocking on door)
- Yes? It's open.

Ah! Young Carter!
Come in, come in.

What on Earth is that?

- A Christmas tree.
- Hmm.

A Christmas tree!

And just because
it's little,

it doesn't mean it isn't full
of Christmas spirit.

- Hmm? Is that so?
- Yes, that it so.

I bet the only reason why you
don't like Christmas trees,

is because you've never
had a Christmas tree.

Well, now that
you mention it, I never did.

Even when you were a kid?

Mother hated the way
the needles got into everything.

Difficult to clean.

But, Mr. Montague,

everybody should have
a Christmas tree.

I'm gonna give you mine.

Now look here, Jason.

I'm not going
to be bamboozled

into purchasing this
scrawny little tree.

I'm not selling it to you.
I'm giving it to you.

Merry Christmas!

My word.

Merry Christmas.

( thudding )

( thudding continues )

( wood creaking )

You really do
hate me don't you?

Yes!

Well, this looks like a good
of place to start then any.

I'll head over to the depot
and look around.

All right, we'll meet you back here
at the sheriff's office.

- Beth.
- What is it?

Rose's picture.
Where is it?

It's in my bag
in the back of the wagon.

I'll get it.

Sam.

What are you doing
with that picture?

We're going in
to talk to the sheriff.

We want you to wait here for us
until we get back.

Mr. Wilder?

What happens
when you find Rose?

We'll start back home.

Back to the orphanage,
you mean.

Well, I'm not going back.

Thank you,
Mrs. Martin.

Here you go.

Oh, she's a
beautiful child.

You and your husband
must be very proud.

Yes, we are.
She's everything to us.

What's your name?

( coos )

- Rose.
- Candy!

- Rose Norris.
- Candy!

Your only child?

See the boys?

Pardon my brood.

Matthew, Mark,
Luke, and Johnny.

I got twelve of my own,
all boys.

Mrs. Baker, my wife,
very religious--

named them all
after Biblical folk.

You like that, darling?

Well...
pack up your order.

Thank you.

Need any help?

No, I have all the help
I can manage.

Lot of things a boy
could do to help out.

Take me,
for instance.

Now look here, son,

you don't have to tell
me about boys.

I got twelve of my own.

Probably wouldn't
even notice one more.

I'm real strong,
and I don't eat hardly anything at all.

- Will there be anything else?
- Not today.

Up you go.

Your Pa will be worried about us
if we don't get back.

- Thank you, Mr. Baker.
- You're welcome, Mrs. Lewis.

Bye-bye, Rose.
Merry Christmas.

Rose?

A lot of people coming
into the area every day.

I can't say
your little girl's not here,

but I haven't seen her.

At least you got here
before the train pulls out again.

We've got about an hour
before it leaves.

That ought to give us
plenty of time

to go look over
all the passengers.

You go with him.
I'll check the hotels.

Whoa, there!

Sam, I thought I asked you to
wait in the wagon.

Yes, sir, but--

But what?

Nothing. I--

I just got lonely
out in the wagon.

Let's get going.

Come on, Sam.
You come with me.

- Looks mighty good, Mrs. Carter.
- Thank you, Jenny.

I wish Mr. Montague
would have come over with you.

Perhaps you can take him
some supper later.

Yes, ma'am.

Oh, he said to tell you

that he doesn't
believe in all the--

he had a real fancy
word for it.

Oh, yeah!

The folderol
around Christmas.

He doesn't even believe
in Christmas trees either.

- You're kidding.
- All right.

- Let's all bow our heads.
- Mr. Carter?

If you don't mind,
I'd like to ask the prayer.

Of course,
I don't mind, Jenny.

Dear Lord,

we're very grateful
for all the blessings

you have bestowed
on us this Christmas.

And we thank Thee
for see seeing that

we have this wonderful food
and loving friends.

We know that you have many,
many people to look over tonight.

Lord...

if you have a little
extra time,

and you could find it
in your heart,

do you think
you could lead

Laura and Almanzo
to Rose?

Thank you. Amen.

Edwards: Listen, if she didn't
get on that train with Rose,

that means she's somewhere
in this area.

All we have to do is search
the surrounding farms.

That could take days.

Well, the main thing
is that we keep quiet about it

so she doesn't get wind
of us and bolt.

Darling.

She's here somewhere.

We are going to find her.

It's so black out.

There's not a single
star in the sky.

You know, I just realized
it's Christmas Eve.

We should be sitting around
the table having turkey,

hanging our stockings.

Oh, God, we're never
going to find her.

We are.

No, we're not!

Why did you leave her?
I asked you to stay with her.

You know what happened.

Oh, yeah, I know.
I know what happened.

Isaiah had one
of his stupid fights

and you had to leave our baby
and to go and help him!

Laura...

now stop it.

Just stop it.

I saw her today.

What?

I saw Rose.

Hello!
Is any one there?

Open up!

What's all the racket?
We're closed.

This is very important.

We have to talk to you.

Don't you know it's Christmas Eve?
Go on home.

We're trying
to find our daughter.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Come back
in the morning.

You open this door
or we'll bust it in.

Well, all right.
What do you want?

We're trying
to find our daughter.

She was in
your store today.

Let me see.

Uh, yeah.
Yeah, she was in here,

but she was with her Ma.

Who brought her in?

Why I told you, her Ma.

Look,
I don't understand all this.

You don't have to.
Who brought her in? The name?

Mrs. Norris.
First time I met her.

Know her husband.
His name is Patrick.

But this is her little girl,
all right.

Do you know
where they live?

Yeah, I made
a delivery out there.

Kind of remote, though.

Hard to find
in the dark.

Edwards:
We'll find it.

Let me get you a map.

Be easier to show you.

I told you.

Thank God.

Who could that be?

What?
Who are you?

Rose!

Hold it right there.

Put her down.

Put our daughter down.

Your daughter?

Get them out of here.

( cocks gun)

Patrick: I'm warning you,
put her down!

Almanzo!

Almanzo:
Take her out Beth.

Patrick:
I told you, put her down.

Put my daughter down.

Almanzo:
She's not your daughter.

Laura:
Stop it, both of you!

Patrick: It's your last chance.
Put her down.

No, Patrick. No.

Leave them alone.

She's their daughter.

She belongs to them.

I took her.

I thought they'd
never find us.

I wanted a child
so much.

When I lost my baby,

something happened to me.

And then I saw Rose,
and...

the next thing I knew
we were on the train.

I'm sorry, Patrick.

I'm
Ss
ry.
I'm
Ss
ry.

My wife has been
through a terrible time.

I know you have every right
to press charges against her.

But...

There'll be no charges.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

I took real good
care of her.

She's beautiful.

Rose and I will ride
in back with Sam.

I'll never let her out of
my sight again.

Don't worry,
we'll be right behind you.

You're never
gonna lose us.

Let's go.

There you go.

Almanzo?

Almanzo?

Is Sam up front?

- No.
- Well, he's gone.

Tarnation.
Where is that boy?

Samuel!

Sam!

He ain't gonna answer.
He took off.

Now why would he go
and do a thing like that?

Because he didn't want
to go back to the orphanage.

I should've of known.
I should've seen it.

He kept asking me what happens
when we find Rose?

When do we go back?

That's why he didn't tell us
right off he'd seen her.

Oh, we've got find him.

Let's go.

Beth: Sam!

Almanzo:
Samuel, come back!

Edwards:
Samuel!

♪ Silent night ♪

♪ Holy night ♪

♪ Allis calm ♪

♪ All is bright ♪

♪ Round yon virgin ♪

♪ Mother and child ♪

♪ Holy infant ♪

♪ So tender and mild ♪

♪ Sleep ♪

♪ In heavenly peace ♪

♪ Sleep ♪

♪ In heavenly peace ♪

That was real pretty.

- I love Christmas carols.
- Sodol.

We better get to bed
so Santa Claus can come.

I'm gonna give him
some milk and cookies.

Maybe we should tell him.

He's gonna be
disappointed come morning.

I know it.

Well, why don't you?

I was hoping you would.

We'll both tell him.

There. He ought like
those cookies.

Jason.

Yes, sir.

There's something
that your mom wants to tell you.

Yeah, Ma?

Jason...

son you're at
an age now where--

Well,
what I mean is...

( knocking on door )

You go ahead.
I'll get it.

Ho, ho, ho!

Merry Christmas!

He's here! He's here!

Why of course I am!

I told them we should
have been in bed, Santa.

I told them.

That's all right,
young Jason.

Now...

let's see what
we have here.

For Jenny.

Music box.

Thank you, Santa.

And for Jeb.

A tackle box.

It's full of stuff!
Look it, Pa!

Hooks and lures.
It's got everything.

Ho, ho, ho.

John Carter.

Land sakes.

It's a beauty.

I don't know
what to say.

A thank you
would do nicely.

Thank you.

And Master Jason.

A watch!
My very own watch!

Now I'm grown up.

Thank you, Santa.

You're welcome.

Don't you have
anything for my mom?

Hmmm.

Let me see.

She's been a good mom.

Oh, I'm sure she has.

Hmm. Ahh!

Here we are.

I knew it. I knew it!

Santa knows everything.

Very true.

It's lovely.

Thank you.

Merry Christmas to all,

and to all a good night!

Excuse me.

Santa?

If you see
Mr. Montague,

tell him
we love him.

I shall.

Almanzo:
Samuel!

Samuel!

Samuel!

Samuel!

It's gonna be
near impossible

to find him
until daylight.

We're gonna have to.

It's gonna get down
mighty cold before morning.

There any other folks
living close by?

He wouldn't be shy about asking
them to take him in.

No, we're to hell
and gone out here.

Dear God, where is he?

Isaiah, look.

That star.

The only one
in the sky.

I ain't never seen anything
like that out here.

Come on, let's go.

Let's bundle him up.
Get him back to your place.

We'll bed you down there
for the night.

Thank you.

Amen.

Everybody's asleep.

You should of
seen it tonight.

The star?

Never seen
anything like it.

That's what
Almanzo said.

It was like...

a miracle.

Why not?

It is Christmas Eve.

"And the angel
said unto them,

'Fear not, for behold,

I bring you good tidings
of great joy,

which shall be
to all people.

For unto you is born this day
in the city of David,

a savior, which
is Christ the Lord.

This shall be
a sign unto you."

"Ye shall find the babe wrapped
in swaddling clothes,

lying in a manger."

Ain't gonna be
much of a Christmas

for that babe
we found tonight.

I'm gonna hate
taking him back there.

I want to thank you
for your help last night.

It's me who should be
thanking you.

I'm sorry about
everything.

I know.

I made some
extra biscuits for your trip.

Thank you.

Good-bye.

Bye.

I felt so sorry
for the boy.

- Well, what would you say if--
- You don't suppose--

Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?

Yes.

Oh, Patrick. Yes!

Patrick:
Edwards!

Hey, Edwards!
Wait up!

What's wrong?

Well, nothing's wrong.

Elsa and I got to thinking
about Sam.

I mean,
he wants a family.

Well, we'd like
to be his folks.

You do?

Well, if you'll have us.

Afraid I can't make
the trip back with you.

Mr. and Mrs. Norris
need a son awful bad.

I'll get my stuff, Dad.

We'll let them know at
the orphanage in Mankato.

Thank you.

I can't believe
that I got a home!

Good luck, Sam.

Let's go home.

Giddy up!

Wait till you see!

Alot of things a boy
can do around the house.

You'd be surprised.

Like the boy said,
"Let's go home."

Girl: "For unto you
is born this day

in the city of David
a savior,

which is Christ the Lord.

This shall be
a sign unto you.

Ye shall find the babe
wrapped in swaddling clothes,

lying in a manger."