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Man: Ok, Joe.
We'll see you tomorrow.

"Welcome home, Joe."

"Thank you
very much, Joe."

What's that stink?

Sit down, Joe.

I asked you a question.
What's that stink?

What do you call this?

Just a good,
thick soup.

It's like glue,
we could use it on the docks.

It's made from
a good stock!

I like pieces of meat
in my soup.

Well,
I do the best I can with what you give me.

Did you go to
the hiring hall today?

That's my business.

Where is the boy?

You were so late.

He had his supper
already.

Tod!

Get out here!

Come here!

Yeah, pa?

Stand here.

So you can't
wait to eat, huh?

Joe: Huh?

Well, you can sit
while I do.

Sit down.

What's this?

- Nothing.
- Nothing?

I spent 50 cents
on that shirt

so you'd have something
decent to wear to school.

I must have tore it
playing baseball.

What's the matter
with you?

Joe: You think we've got
money to throw away on shirts?

Sorry, pa.

Oh, that's it, huh?

Sorry. "Sorry, pa."

But if you're going to tear your shirt,
why not tear it right?

Joe, don't!

Stay out of it!

I know how
to handle him.

He needs a little of
what my pa gave me.

Are you going to play
with your shirt again?

Huh? Answer me.

Answer me!

Answer me!

Joe, stop it!

Oh, get out!

Oh, tod.

Mommy.

Oh, that's it.

Start whining
again.

You're always whining,
the two of you.

I can't stand to listen
to either one of you.

Oh, he's drunk.

He doesn't know what
he's doing when he's drunk.

He knows.

And I hate him.

I hate him!

Jedediah.

Oh,
I don't want to talk about it anymore.

You run
that hiring hall

in a mighty peculiar
way, Jedediah.

You look
right through me,

and you pick some bum with
only a couple of years on the docks.

And I'm as strong as
I ever was. Stronger!

Look, I told you,
I don't play favorites.

You were really tossing the
money around in there, huh?

I don't know,
maybe the guys who get hired

stuff a few bucks in
your lumberjack, huh?

Please. Please.

I don't want
no trouble, Joe.

You!

Who is it?

Officer: Police
officer Doyle.

Is this your
husband's wallet?

Edna: Yes.

What's he done?

I am sorry to be the one
to have to tell you, ma'am,

but...

He's been killed.

Edna:

Brewster:
Morning, Charles.

Hey, Brewster.
How are you?

Couldn't be better.

Got a letter from
my daughter, edna.

- Oh, how's she doing?
- Fine.

She's sending her boy out
to live with US for a while.

Ain't that something?

Hey, that is something.
I'm happy for you.

What's a grandfather without
his grandson underfoot?

Just a plain old man,
that's what.

How long is he going
to be with you?

Uh, edna doesn't say.

She was just anxious to
get him out in the fresh air.

Chicago's getting
so industrial...

Factory fumes.

Yeah, all
the cities are.

How old is
that boy now?

Brewster: 17.

Edna says he's a big,
strapping fella,

should be a big help.

We can clear more land,
expand the farm.

Well, I'd better
skedaddle.

When Virginia
hears this, oh, my!

See you!

Well, there's a happy grandfather,
isn't he?

Hello, Virginia.

Hello, brew.

I...

Had a letter from edna.

Oh?

What'd she
have to say?

Not much
of anything.

The boy is
coming here.

The boy is
coming here?

That's what I said.

Oh, Brewster!

Oh, now, don't you
start crying.

Oh, I can't help it.

- Our grandson.
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, land sakes. We've got
to fix the room up for him.

We've got to make it
look real special.

Hey, now, don't go
spoiling him.

He's liable to want to
stay with US a lot longer.

Oh, you. You're just
as excited as I am,

and you know it.

Oh, look at him,
brew.

Isn't he
a beautiful boy?

Virginia:
My grandson.

Driver: Whoa.

The train was early,
Ms. Oleson.

They're supposed to wire
me care of the post office

when they're going to
be way early or way late.

Mr. and Mrs.
Davenport in there?

But the rooms
aren't even ready yet!

I asked you a question.

What was
your question?

You heard me.

Nellie: If you mean Brewster
and Virginia Davenport,

no, they're
not in there.

They're such
courteous people.

Surely they
don't know you.

Come in, everyone.

Hey, you.

- Hey, you, come here.
- Me?

Yeah, you.

So, an old man and an old lady named
Davenport got a place around here somewhere.

You know where it is?

Oh, yep. It's near
the Ingalls' place,

which is my place,
on account of I'm an Ingalls.

Thanks.

Hey, I've got
to be going.

I'll see you
tomorrow, all right?

Hey.

I've been hearing
about small towns.

They got what
they call a...

Village idiot in them.

Are you
the village idiot?

I don't think so.

Well, you could
have fooled me.

Now, why don't you tell me
where the Davenport place is, huh?

I'll do better
than that.

I'm heading home,
so why don't you just come with me?

You're going
to be here long?

That's
my business.

I'm just trying
to be friendly.

Well, don't.

Hey!

Hey, Virginia!

Virginia!

Brewster:
Virginia,

tod's here!

Tod's come.

Come, dear. Look, see?

Tod!

Is that you?
Oh, tod!

Tod,
we were just leaving to go pick you up.

We got here early.

Let me look at you.
Let me look at you!

Yeah, yeah.

A little bit of edna,
a little bit of Joe,

a little bit of me,
eh, Virginia?

Tod, you growed up
beautiful.

I knew you would!

Brewster: Your grandma
and me's been trying

to get you and your
ma out of the city

ever since
your dad passed on,

and, well,
here you are.

Brewster: Yeah,
here you are!

Virginia: I guess when
you finished your schooling,

your mom said,
"all right,

now it's time to
breathe that country air."

I didn't
finish school.

But the letter
said...

Edna just wanted
to get rid of me.

You called
your mom edna.

I could use
some groceries.

Yeah.

Yeah, well,
you must be starving.

Tod, your...

Your grandma is so
excited you're here.

I know. Look,
I'm sorry. I had a long trip.

Of course.
Come on, come on.

You're going
to like it here.

Nice people
and good fishing.

You like to fish?

Never been.

Never been
fishing?

Boy, have you got
a treat in store.

Come on, come on.

Oh, we're so glad
you're here, tod.

We're so glad
you're finally here.

Come on in.

Albert: He's not the friendliest
guy around, I'll tell you that.

He's downright mean.

Well, you've got to remember,
Albert, he's new here.

He's kind of on the outside,
looking in.

Albert: Well, so was
I when I first came.

I know that. Weren't you a
little uncomfortable with US

the first few weeks?

Uncomfortable
ain't mean.

Ma, what if we walked
over to the davenports,

and paid them a call
like you do the neighbors,

and invited them to
dinner tomorrow night?

Well...

He'd still be mean.

Well, it's too soon.

He hasn't even had a chance
to be with his grandparents yet.

Charles: Your mother's
right. Give the boy some time.

He'll come around.

It'll take
a miracle.

If anybody can perform a miracle,
it's the davenports.

Charles: Grace,
how many spoons are you going to use

without eating
anything?

Rise and shine, tod.

Rise and shine!

Morning is
at 5:00 out here.

We get up
with the roosters.

A farmer's life
is full of strife.

Oh, what I'd give me
for a muscular wife.

I'm a poet and
don't know it.

Come on, boy.
Come on!

Oh, no,
you don't.

Get up, get up,
get up!

What happened?

It's all right.
It was an accident.

What was?
What happened?

Oh, nothing,
nothing.

Let's... let's
go get breakfast.

We'll wait
for you.

What happened
up there?

Oh...

He gave me
a little push,

and I lost
my balance.

I shouldn't have shocked
the boy awake like that.

The boy is in a strange
bed in a strange house.

He reacted like he
was being attacked.

It's only natural.

It isn't natural
to push an old man.

It's not natural
to do that.

Oh, it's nothing.

Who's an old man, huh?

Ha.

I got it all
figured out.

The boy is angry at the whole situation,
not at me.

- Fiddlesticks.
- Now, look...

In his mind,
his mom sent him away.

He doesn't look at
things the way we do,

that this is a wonderful
experience for him.

He sees it as having been
kicked out of his home.

So he pushes
his grandfather.

Virginia...
Please.

He's a good boy.

You'll see.

A good boy.

Hmm.

Yeah, there you are,
Charles.

Good as new.

Oh, that's really nice,
nels, really nice.

He fixed the inside, too,
he cleaned the inscription.

Oh, that's beautiful.

There's something about owning something
that belonged to your father, I don't know.

Yeah, yeah,
I know.

- Virginia.
- Hello, Charles.

How's that grandson
of yours getting along?

Oh, just fine, just fine,
thank you, Charles.

Oh,
it'd be a pleasure to meet him.

He'll be in here
one of these days.

Well, maybe he's ready
to do a little socializing.

We're going to have a
picnic after church on sunday.

There'll be a lot of folks there his
own age, he's sure welcome to come.

That's very nice
of you, Charles.

I'll mention it
to him.

Well, what can I do
for you, Brewster?

Brewster: We were going to
pick up some things for the boy.

First off, let me see
your shaving mugs

and your straps
and your razors.

He's starting to get
a little peach fuzz,

and I thought he might
get kind of a kick out of it.

Sure enough.

Hey,
don't forget to mention that picnic to him.

- I won't.
- Good to see you, Virginia.

Good-bye.

I'll mention
it to him.

Grandpa?

Got myself a good shave. Thanks.

Good! You know,
in a farm,

there's no time at all
first thing in the morning.

Animals are waiting,
crops are waiting.

So you take your time and do a good,
clean job at night.

Say, tod,
now that you're feeling slick and handsome,

how about going to church with US tomorrow,
right after chores?

I don't go to church.

There's a picnic
afterwards by the creek.

I don't go
to church.

Brewster: Tod...

I don't want you
treating me like a child.

Tod: If I say something,
I expect you to believe it and let it be.

See, god didn't make it
around to my neighborhood,

so I never made
his acquaintance.

God is everywhere.

Pfft, if he was in that dump
of an apartment I lived in,

he sure was quiet.

Is it all right if I meet you
at the picnic afterwards?

- Of course.
- That'd be fine, tod.

Harriet: On your Mark.

Get set! Go!

Congratulations,
Manny...

And you.

Let's get
some lemonade.

Ok,
here we go.

Manny:
Nice try,.

Darn it, we haven't
won a thing all day.

Tell me about it.

I'm going to get
a new partner.

Well, that's
fine with me.

Charles: Hey, what
happened, you two?

I thought you
were going to win.

Albert: I'm going to
find me a new partner.

Charles: Oh. Come on.
Have some lemonade.

Albert: Ok.

Caroline:
Look.

I think
they're mad.

Brewster:
Having a good time?

Laura: I'd have
more fun if I'd win.

Brewster: Well,
you can't win all the time.

Are you
sleeping?

Not anymore.

Hi.

I'm Charles
Ingalls' daughter.

Well, one of them.
Laura.

We're neighbors.

So we're
neighbors.

Yeah.

Was it exciting
living in Chicago?

I don't know.
I worked on the docks.

Oh.

Well, didn't you
go to school?

They don't pay you
to go to school.

You don't like to talk about
yourself very much, do you?

I ain't got
nothing to say.

Besides, I like
being alone.

So do I...
Sometimes.

I like to sit and
think about who I am

and who I'm
going to be,

if maybe someday I'm going to
get married and have children.

Don't you like to think
about who you are

and who you're
going to be?

Yeah. I think
I'm thirsty.

I'm going to get
some more lemonade.

Harriet: I don't think so,
I think Nellie made that.

Charles:
It's all good.

Do you like it?

Charles:
Mmm! It's good.

Caroline:
Feel better?

Mm-hmm.

Oh,
there's more lemonade in the house.

I'll get it.

Nels: Everybody get ready
for the mountaintop sack race!

I'm sleepy, too.
It must be late.

Where's your watch?

It's up
on the mantel.

No, it isn't.

Sure, it is. I left it right
here by the tobacco pouch.

I was positive I
left it here. Albert!

Albert: Yes, sir?

Have you seen
my watch?

Albert: No, pa.

- Are you sure, son?
- Yes, sir.

Laura: I haven't
seen it either, pa.

Maybe Carrie
wanted to look at it.

No, she wouldn't be tall
enough to reach up here.

Charles...

This afternoon

didn't we see tod
come in here?

Yeah, we saw
tod come in,

but there were a lot of other
people here we might not have seen.

Well,
I can't imagine one of our friends took it.

Neither can I.

Hey, tod.

Where are
you going?

I'm going to take a
ride over to mankato.

Well,
you'll have to do it some other time.

I need the rig
to go to town

to pick up
some supplies.

Stop your
whining.

Hey, where'd you get the watch?

I've got
to go.

Tod, I asked
you a question.

Don't put your
hands on me.

That's my wagon,

and it's going
to stay put!

Oh!

That boy.

That boy.

Edna must have known
he was capable of this.

He's back.

He's back!

He's going to
apologize. You'll see.

He's going
to apologize.

It's Charles Ingalls.

Charles?

He mustn't see
what the boy did.

Hello, Charles.

Good morning,
Virginia.

Is Brewster in?

No...

No, he's not.

Could I come in
for a minute?

Certainly.

Something wrong?

Well, I'm not sure.

I tossed and turned about
this whole thing last night,

trying to figure out a
way to mention it to you.

What is it?

My father
left me a watch,

an old timepiece.

I kept it
on the mantel.

I've seen it.
It's beautiful.

Well, I went to look for it last night,
and it was gone.

Charles: Now,
I'm not accusing anyone.

But did you see tod go
in the house yesterday?

Yes, he was talking to Laura.

I just want to ask
the boy if he's seen it.

I hope you
understand.

Brewster: Charles...

Brewster, what
happened to you?

Tod hit him.

The boy took your watch,
Charles.

Brew didn't want you
to see him like this.

He didn't want
you to know.

Virginia, please.

The swelling
will go away...

But the stealing
won't.

Stealing's a crime.

A crime.

Brewster: The boy has this
awful thing deep down inside.

Edna must have known.

She must have been
afraid of him...

A woman...

Afeard of
her own son.

Where's
the boy now?

On the way to mankato.

I'm truly sorry.

I want to talk to you.

Later.

I'm usually a pretty
calm man, tod,

but right now I'm
working up a big anger.

And I want to talk to you
now. Where's my watch?

Do yourself a favor
and answer me.

I just swapped it with
this man for some cash.

Swap it back to him.

Now.

Sorry, you're
$10 short.

Man: Thank you.

And the watch.

Thanks.

I'm not through
with you yet.

You've got
what you wanted.

I'm still out $10.

- Well, that's not my problem.
- Oh, but it is.

I'm going to give
you a choice.

You either work that
$10 off on my land,

no matter
how long it takes,

or you go to jail for the
complaint that I sign.

You're pretty good at making threats,
aren't you?

Which one is it
going to be?

Is it a long walk
to the jail?

You're going
to find out.

I'll be back sometime tomorrow.

Good enough,
Mr. Ingalls.

And be sure he gets
a good night's sleep.

I'll do that.

Tod: Hey, Ingalls!

I thought you were supposed
to be my grandparents' friend.

A lot better friend to them than you are,
boy.

And he
chose jail.

Don't worry,
a night in a cell isn't going to kill him.

I'll go back there tomorrow
and give him a choice again.

He can either
stay in jail

or come back here and
work off his debt to me.

He will have a whole
night to think it over.

But what if he doesn't
want to work for you?

I'll just drop the
charges against him,

if that's
what you want.

No.

I don't want
him here.

I'm afraid
of him.

Virginia, he's
our grandson.

God help US,
I know that.

I wish he'd never come here.

I wish I could just
have the memory

of a sweet
baby boy.

Do what you think
best, Charles.

Man: Tod dortmunder.

All right, tod,
this is my second and last visit.

You still
have a choice.

Come back to my place,
work off the debt for me,

and I'll drop
the charges.

Otherwise,
you stay here.

Charles:
What'll it be?

I'll work.

Ok.

What kind of work
you got in mind?

Farm work.

Don't worry,
hard work's not going to kill you.

How long have I got
to work for you?

Till you pay back the
money I owed on the watch.

Well, how much
do I get a day?

I don't pay
by the day.

I pay what I think
the job's worth.

Oh, you make all the rules,
don't you?

You sound
like my pa.

He made all the
rules till that night.

Look, tod...

I'm sorry about what
happened to your father.

I know it was
hard on you.

But that was
a long time ago.

Don't try using that on
me now for sympathy.

Hey,
I ain't asking you for sympathy.

And it wasn't
hard on me.

If my pa hadn't
died when he did,

I'd have killed
him myself,

except I was only 6.

Oh, you think that's
pretty awful, huh?

Well, my pa hit me
with his fists,

not once or twice,
but a lot of times,

and I wished him dead
over and over and over!

Finally some fellow on
the docks up and shot him.

I wish I could find
that fellow to thank him.

I'll show you
where you sleep.

After all these years,
to have that much hate.

How could a man
beat his own child?

How can that child hit
his own grandfather?

They say...

Some diseases
are passed on

from generation
to generation.

Maybe all that
hate is, too.

Ah, maybe.

Do you really think
working off the debt

will accomplish
anything?

- Hmm?
- I don't know.

My pa always said good,
hard work on the land

sweats the poison
out of your system.

He was right
about most things.

Let's get
some sleep.

Ok.

Mmm.
Don't worry.

I won't.

Sleep. Sleep.

Good night,
love.

Mmm.

Mmm.

As soon as I finish
unhitching the team,

we can have some supper.

I think I'll
just turn in.

Well, we're having
chicken pot pie.

It's awful good.

I'm too tired
to chew.

Make sure you get
a good night's sleep.

We've got a big
day tomorrow.

What the heck did
we have today?

How are you
doing, brew?

Charles.

Where is tod?

He's out shopping an
order for the olesons.

Good. I don't want
the boy to know

I'm asking questions
about him.

It's been
two weeks now.

How's he doing?

He's coming along.

Hasn't flared up
at you or nothing?

No, no, I haven't had
any trouble at all.

He's done everything I told him,
I'll say that for him.

Well, the way
I look at it,

if the boy has a
capacity for hard work,

he's got something
decent in him.

Brewster: Something
struggling to get out.

At least...

I'm hoping.

Me too.

Well, I... I'd better get going.

I don't want him
to see me here.

Charles...

Thanks again for
what you're doing.

- You bet, brew.
- Giddyup.

Hey,
good job, tod.

I didn't figure you'd have
half of this finished by now.

I'm working fast to pay
you off and be done with it.

Well, when you're done here,
you're done with it.

You mean it?

Sure,
I mean it. You worked off your debt to me.

I'll put it
in writing.

Charles: What are you
going to do after you finish?

Hop a train.

Go to
California, maybe.

What about your
grandparents?

They don't
want me around.

Who would, the way
you were acting?

I know...

And I ain't
blaming them.

I just like it better
by myself, that's all.

It's not so bad being around
folks who care about you.

Nobody cares.
Not really.

Your grandparents do.

So do I.

Ma, something's
crawling on me.

Caroline: Oh, let's see.

Caroline: Oh,
it's only bandit.

Come on.
Out you go.

Out you go.

What are you
wrapping?

Oh, just a shirt
I got for tod.

I thought if he
had something new,

he might join US
in church tomorrow.

Charles Ingalls.

The boy starts out
stealing your watch,

and you wind up
buying him a shirt.

Well, just thought
he might like it.

Besides,
I did work him pretty hard for that $10.

You don't have
to explain to me.

You are a good man.

Stick your finger
right there.

You are a
terrible wrapper.

Would you like me to
finish this for you?

I think you'd better.
I've got your finger stuck.

Ahh.

Now, don't be
disappointed

if he doesn't go to
church with US tomorrow.

Caroline: He's made his
feelings pretty clear about that.

I know he has.

But what he says and what
he feels are two different things.

He has so many
scars inside.

Just give god a
chance to heal them.

First he has to
want to be healed.

There you are.

Thank you.

Come in.

Good morning.

Breakfast is
about ready.

I'll be right down.

We're going to go to church right
after we eat. You're welcome to join US.

Uh... no.

I'll just be packing
up my things.

All right, suit yourself.
I wish you'd change your mind.

Like I said, I'll be
packing up my things.

All right.
Oh, here you go.

What's this?

I call it a bonus. You
did a good job for me.

I'll see you
at breakfast.

Joe: I spent 50
cents on that shirt

so you'd have something
decent to wear to school.

You think we've got money
to throw away on shirts?

What's the matter
with you?

Huh?

Answer me!

Answer me!

Answer me!

I'm just going to go up
to the soddy for a minute.

But, Charles,
we'll be late!

I just want to ask
him one more time.

I won't be long.

Your pa sure
is stubborn.

Tod?

Caroline,
I want you to go on to church without me.

What happened?

He's gone. He just
ripped the shirt to bits.

I'm going to go check
on Virginia and brew.

Caroline: You don't
think he'd harm them...

After this, I don't
know what to think.

Be careful!

Charles: I will.

Hyah.

Brew! Virginia!

Why do you want
to leave hating?

I ain't hating.

Just leave me be,
Mr. Ingalls.

I gave you a gift because
you worked hard for me,

and I respected
you for it.

You tore it to pieces.
I call that hating.

Call it whatever
you want.

You know the first thing that came
into my mind when I saw that shirt?

I figured you were in
some kind of a rage,

and I was worried about
your grandparents.

Look, I just want to be
on my way, that's all.

You really think you want
to be on your own, don't you?

Tod: That's what
I think all right.

That's it. No ties
with anybody...

Not your grandparents,
not even your ma.

That's right.

You're fooling
yourself, son.

Everybody needs somebody.

Not me.
I don't need anybody.

Yes, you do, if you
just listen to me, son.

Don't you call me son!

It's just
an expression.

No, it's not. It's something you believe,
something you think.

You think you're my pa!
Well, you're not!

You're just
a dumb farmer!

And you had no right
to give me things!

I don't want
nothing from you!

You're all alike!
You're just like my pa!

That's why he's dead,
because I hated him,

and I hate you!

I hate you!
I hate you!

Come on! Hit me!

I don't want
to hit you, son.

What's wrong
with you? Hit me!

Stop!

Stop, pa!

Aah, pa!

I love you!

I love you.

I love you.

Why'd you have to die?

Didn't want you to die.

I love you.

I loved you.

Let it out, boy.

Let it out, boy.
Come on.

That's it.

That's it, boy.

Ma, look,
the davenports.

Oh, thank heavens
they're all right.

Alden: Let US rise
and sing number 19,

"ring the bells
of heaven."

All:
♪ ring the bells of heaven

♪ there is joy today

♪ for the soul returning
from the wild ♪

♪ See, the father
meets him ♪

♪ Out upon the way...

He'll be all right.

All:
♪ ...Wandering child

♪ ring the bells
of heaven ♪

♪ There is joy today

♪ for the wanderer
now is reconciled ♪

♪ Yes, the soul
is rescued ♪

♪ From his sinful way

♪ and is born anew
a ransomed child ♪

♪ Ring the bells
of heaven ♪

♪ Spread the feast today

♪ angels, swell the glad
triumphant strain ♪

♪ Ring the bells
of heaven ♪

♪ Spread the feast today

♪ angels, swell the glad
triumphant strain ♪