All language subtitles for The.Yearling.1946

Penny: Lake George, Florida,
April 1878.

I came across this lake once,
some years ago,

and a little mail boat
that brought me home

after fighting in the war
with the Yankees.

Came down this broad river
going back into the wilderness,

away from civilization,
lookin' for a place to settle,

a place to live...

Back into the scrub country.

It got Wilder as I got
deeper into the woods.

I liked it.
Vegetation was denser.

The trees had to struggle
for a breath of air.

Even Wilder here as I got back
closer to the sources,

to the beginning of things,

further away
from towns and wars.

And then, I left the river,

went right into
the woods themselves,

and here was the scrub country.

Not many people lived here
then, just a few pioneers.

I found myself a wonderful wife
in a little village nearby,

and between us, out of this
rolling sea of trees,

we cleared and cultivated
a little piece

of half-fertile ground
we call islands, like this one.

That was many years ago,
but we still live here.

We've had our hardships
and our happinesses.

This is our home.
It's called Baxter's island.

That's my name, penny Baxter.

Here's where we live.

Me, my wife orry,
and our little boy, Jody.

Jody!

Jody!

Hey, coon. Them's mighty pretty
little fellas you got.

Orry: Jody!

You want Jody, ma?

Orry: Where's that boy at?

Oh, I reckon he's around
somewheres.

Most likely
gallivanting somewheres

where it don't do nobody
a mite of good.

What he's doin' is somethin'
that's got to be done.

Orry: I need some water!

Well, we'll bring you some, ma.

Orry: When'd you get back
from logging?

Just gettin' back now.

- Hello, pa.
- Hello, Jody.

Gets late mighty quick, pa.
Before you know it.

Well, that's April for you.

- Where you been?
- To the Glen.

I lay down, and before
I knew it, I was asleep.

Come on, Caesar.

Some honeybees was here,

and I aimed to follow them
and find the bee tree.

You find it?

Dogged if I didn't forget
to look for "em till now.

Now, tell the truth, Jody,
and shame the devil.

Weren't that bee tree a fine
excuse to go ramblin', too?

A notion taken me
to go a-ramblin', too.

That's what I figured,
on my way back,

I was sayin' to myself,
"there's ma, now,

busy in the house and there's
Jody hoeing in the cornfield

all by hisself,"” and that hoe's
a-gettin' heavier every minute.

I expect he's thinking,
"on a fine spring day like this,

I ought to go ramblin'."
That the way you figured?

That's the way I figured, pa.

But your ma don't hold
with ramblin'.

Well, most womenfolks can't see
for their lives

how a man loves so to ramble.

I never let on you wasn't here.
I just said,

"oh, reckon he's around
somewheres.”

Us menfolks has got to stick
together in the name of peace.

Yes, pa.

Pal - yes, boy?

I seen a sight today
down at the Glen.

A mammy coon with two babies.

They was the prettiest
little fellas you ever seen.

Coons is pretty.

Pa, do you think it's worth
speaking to ma about it?

Them little fellas was so pretty

that if I should snare me
one of 'em for a pet,

I bet even ma would love it.

Your ma ain't gonna go
loving no coons.

You reckon she'd get mad
if I was to mention it?

- What do you reckon?
Orry: You two home at last?

Yes, ma.

I reckon she would.

But I wish I had me something

to pet and play with.

Pa, you said menfolks
has got to stick together

in the name of peace.

That's right, boy.

Well, I was thinking,

if you was to speak to ma
about that little coon...

No, thank you. Thank you kindly.

I ain't aiming to die
before my time.

Now, come on, now, you best
get down to the sinkhole

and bring your ma some water.

Yes, pa.

Hey, old ma! I like you, ma.

Hmm, you and the rest
of the stock

get mighty loving
when I got a dish in my hand.

That's why you're the prettiest.

That ain't sweet "tater pone,
is it, ma?

Orry: It's sweet 'tater pone.
- It's sweet 'tater pone!

Pa! A big old buck watered
down at the Glen today.

I seen it...

When was you down at the Glen?

Today, ma.

So that's it.

And me a-callin' and a-callin'.

You gettin' slick as a Clay road
in the rain.

I fooled you, ma! I fooled you!

Say it, ma.
I got to fool you once!

- You fooled me.
- Evenin', ma.

And you just as bad as the boy.

You both gettin' mighty sly.

Now sit down afore the pone
steams off to nothing.

Dear lord, thanks again
for the vittles. Amen.

I declare, that's a mighty
skimpity blessing, seems to me.

I always get hungry
when I go logging.

The lord will know what I mean.

Ma... ma, I seed a thing today.

Well, must I hear it,
or must I live in ignorance?

Was only a big old frog.

A big old frog, eh?

A big old frog!

Hmm. Mighty interesting.

Goodnight, pa.

Goodnight, boy.

- Goodnight, ma.
- Goodnight.

Jody: Pa.

Pal

what is it, boy?

Does a coon always wash
everything before he eats it?

Does he, pa?

That's right, boy.

Now go to sleep.

If a coon always washes
everything before he eats it,

he must be a pretty
clean animal, eh, pa?

Oh, coons is clean.
Now lie down, boy.

I guess a coon knows
how to take care of hisself

pretty well, don't he, pa?

Well, most animals take care
of themselves, boy.

Now get to bed.

What's all this talk
about coons?

Don't know, ma.

Did I tell you I seen
an old coon today, pa?

Yes, you told me.

Now go to sleep, boy!

Did I tell you she had
a couple of babies?

Yes, you told me that, too.

I bet if ma had seen one
of them little old baby coons,

she'd have loved it to death.

Jody, we ain't gonna have
no coons around here.

What about a little baby
bear cub, then,

if I should myself one,
or a possum?

I'd just love to have a baby fox
or a baby panther.

Jody!

But, ma, I just gotta have me

something for a pet.

We got milk a-plenty.

What you mean,
we got milk a-plenty?

There ain't a extra drop
from sun to sun.

It could have mine!

Now, don't tell me again
it can have yours.

You're spindly enough as it is.

How you think we can spare
rations for some critter

But I just want
something all my own,

something to follow me
and be mine,

something with dependence to it.

Well, you'll not
find that nowheres.

Not in the animal world,
nor in the world of man.

Going on 12 and still wanting

some kind of a play Dolly.

Your pa was doing
his man's share of work

time he was your age.

Now stop pestering
and get to bed

before I take a brush to you.

Yes, ma.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, pa.

Night, son.

Seems like you get mighty hard
on the boy at times, orry.

Then let him tend to work.

Always running off,
always wanting to bring

some pesky critter
into the house.

Well, a boy ain't
a boy too long.

Leave him kick up
his heels a little now.

The day will come
he won't even want to.

Orry, I've seen our boy

stand agaze and breathless

at the wonderment
of the bird and the critter,

wind and rain,
and the sun and the moon,

just like I stood
when I was a boy in the forest.

Don't be afraid
to love the boy, orry.

I'll put up the stock.

What's the matter, pa?

Your ma's gone down
to the burying grounds, son.

Oh, pa, a couple
of old buck deer

were in our burying
grounds today.

I seed their tracks,
the gate was broke,

and little orry
and little David's markers

were knocked down.

Well, now, your ma
wouldn't like that.

I was obliged to right 'em.

Pa, one of them markers
had something writ on it,

but it's getting kind of dim,
I can't make it out no more.

Oh, that's Ezra Jr.'s.

He never seen the light of day.

You mean he died right off
when he was born?

That's right, son.

Ma never talks about him,
does she?

No.

Are they part
of ma's raring, pa?

So you figured that out
all by yourself, did you, son?

I was just wondering.

I'm proud you're
beginning to look round

for the reason of things,

figuring out what makes
people rare sometimes

and they don't really mean it.

Your ma is
a wonderful woman, Jody.

Yes, pa.

When we come out here years ago,

she was that pretty
and full of the fun of life,

she was a thing to see.

Oh, this place was just
a wilderness then,

but your ma thought
it were beautiful.

She pitched right in and worked

as hard as I did,
right alongside of me.

We made it a kind of game,

clearing this here place we got,

the two of us together,
out here in the wilderness.

A man couldn't have had
a better wife.

And then, when we lost
the children,

ohe after the other...

Well... it ain't easy for
a woman to have her young'uns

taken away from her
like that, son.

It does something to her.

Makes something inside
her close up tight,

so if it happens again,
she ain't gonna let it

hurt her so much next time.

I were lucky, weren't I, pa?

I'm 11 years old. I'm a-way past
the age of dying.

Hm.

Orry: Ezra, what you two
doing in there?

Now you stop visiting.
It's time that boy got to sleep.

Alright, ma.
He's a-goin' to sleep.

Jody: Pa! Pa!

Pal! Pa! Pa!

Come look what's happened!

It's a calf and a shoat,
the barn door

oh the other end was broke down!

- Take it easy, boy.
- But what happened, pa?

What done it?

Bear. A big 'un. Look a-there.

One toe's missing
on the right front paw...

Old slewfoot! = old slewfoot.

But none of the dogs
bayed him, pa,

unless I didn't hear
for sleeping.

None of them bayed him,
he had the wind in his favor.

Don't think he didn't know
what he was doing.

We got to get him, pa.
We just obliged to get him.

Well, I'm daresome to break
the news to your ma.

Orry: What happened?
What you two doin' in there?

What's the matter with you two?
I been calling and callin'...

- Bear?
- It's old slewfoot, ma.

Old slewfoot.

That dad-ratted, no-account
varmint, killing, just killing,

and not even eating
what he kills!

I hate that!

Last year, it was our brood sow.

And them dogs asleep right out
there in the clearing!

There ain't a dog born
as smart as that bear, ma.

They could have barked!

Anyways, we got meat
to eat for a while.

Meat now and none this winter.

You aiming to get
after that bear?

I'm aiming to get
after him right now.

Pa, can I go with you this time?
Can I, pa?

A-hunting bears is
man's work, boy.

I can do it. I know I can.

Well, don't look to me for mercy
do the going get rough.

Oh, no, pa. No, pa.

- You ain't taking him!
- He's got to learn sometime.

Jody, turn the new dog loose,
whilst I hang the stock.

Ma, you get my gun and rations.

Wise old scaper's
changing his direction.

He's likely heading
for the saw-grass ponds.

If that's his notion,
we can maybe

slip round
and give him a surprise.

You sure can figure
what a critter'll do.

Well, you belong to figure, son.

A wild critter's
quicker than a man

and a heap stronger,

but a man's got
a mite more sense.

He can't outrun a bear,
but he's a sorry hunter

if he can't outstudy him.

Old slewfoot killed
a man once, didn't he, pa?

So they say, boy.

Your gun loaded, pa?

I reckon we're getting
old slewfoot

pretty tired out, pa.

You won't feel so tired

old slewfoot raised up
in front of you.

Come on, looks like
that bear's got itself

a ticket to Jacksonville.

Pa... you'll not be scared
when we come up with him, pa?

Not unless
things go mighty wrong.

I don't reckon
you'll be scared, son.

No, sir. No, pa.

Pa, if I was to be scared,
must I climb a tree?

Yes, son, even you ain't scared,

it's a good place
to watch the ruckus from.

Come on, boy. Now don't go
getting faintified on me.

I feared it, the thicket.
They're getting close, boy.

Maybe you'd best
wait here after all.

No, pa. I ain't scared.

Just keep behind me, then.

Easy, girl. Easy!

Do you reckon he's in there, pa?

He's in there, boy.
Alright, Julie, get him!

He's coming, pa, he's coming!

No, he ain't, boy. He's a-goin'!

Penny: Perk! Get, perk! Perk!

Jody: Pa, the new dog's
running away!

Now, pa!

Pa, what's the matter?

You hurt, pa? You hurt?

What happened? = backfired.

Julie! Rip!

Rip! Here, rip!

Rip! Here, rip!

This confounded worthless gun!

It's Julie, pa.

Penny: She'll be alright, boy.

We'll make a hammock
out of my coat

and carry her home.

There, Julie.

Her breathing's still short.

I reckon she's lost
a mite of blood.

- Where you taking her?
- Jody's room.

I'll not be popping in and out
of bed all night a-wakin' you.

- Goodnight, ma.
- Goodnight.

She'll live, won't she, pa?
= huh?

I'm certain she will, son.

I'm bedding her here.

You'd best sleep with me, pa.

Well, that's what I'm thinkin'
on doing, if you'll have me.

I'll have you, pa.

Orry: Now, don't you go
visiting all night.

Get to sleep.

Yes, ma.

What makes you so wakeful, son?

I can't stop walking.

Oh, we went a fur piece.

How you like going after bear?

Well, I like thinking about it.

I know.

I like the tracking
and the trailing,

seeing the saplings broke down.

But the fighting's right
fearsome, ain't it, son?

- It's mighty fearsome.
- Yeah, it's got to be.

It's a hard law,
but it's the law.

Kill or go hungry.

I was right proud the way
you come along with me, son.

Jody: Thanks, pa.

Penny: You cold, son?
Jody: I reckon, pa.

Penny: Well, move over a mite.
I'll warm you.

Well, it's get me a new gun
or court trouble.

How you aim to get a new gun?
Where's the money coming from?

Well, ma, I'm just
aiming to trade

that there new dog
of ours for one.

You said he were no-account.

He ain't much good
on a bear hunt,

that's a fact,
but you know as good as I do

them forresters
is fools for dogs.

Ezra Baxter, do you go tradin'
with them thieving rascals,

you do good to come home
with your britches.

They're a reckless, no-account,
black-hearted lot.

Lower than a doodlebug,
every one of them.

Fodderwing ain't.
Fodderwing's my friend.

A fine friend. Crazy as a loon.

He ain't crazy, ma.
He's just... different.

Anyways, that's where
me and Jody's a-headin'.

Get that worthless dog
untied, Jody.

Will you want a tote lunch?

Why, I'd not insult
my neighbors that-a-way.

What you thinking, son?

I ain't thinking.

Just a-feelin' the sun
and listening to the birds,

and looking round?

That's what I'm doing, pa.

That's right, son.

You glad we're gonna
see fodderwing?

I like fodderwing.

Well, I guess he can't
do you no harm

if you don't take
his talk too serious.

Fodderwing wouldn't
want to do nobody no harm.

He ain't crazy like ma said
he is at all, pa.

Well, he ain't to blame
for hatching out peculiar,

I guess,
he was the second settin'.

We're there, pa. I can see smoke
coming out of the chimney.

Here, perk. Here, perk.
Come on, boy. Come on.

- Is he hurted?
- Nope.

Then what are we toting him for?

Oh, I just don't want anything
to happen to him, that's all.

Well, boy...
Sounds like we're here.

You ain't got no call
to say that!

I know who it was. It was maje.

It was maje,
I've seen him my self.

Don't you go sayin' that...

It was either maje
or Lem's old Sophie.

You say it was Sophie
and I'll bust you wide-open.

Shut up!
You're worse than the dogs!

If it weren't so hot, I'd flail
every one of you myself.

Are you hear what your pa says?

- Now, you shut your noise!
- Well, now, look out there, ma.

You're gonna hurt somebody
one of these days.

Why, look a-there!

It safe for a fella to get down?

- If it ain't old penny Baxter.
- Get down of that horse!

Howdy, penny.
What's the matter with your dog?

Get down and come on in.

Fodderwing will be right glad
to see you, Jody.

You gonna get down off
that there horse

or we gotta help you?

Bring the horse
right in with you, penny.

- How's your old woman, penny?
- Ain't complainin' none.

- Penny.
- Hey, buck.

- How's your corn coming?
- Corn's good.

I ain't never seen such a
corn-raiser as old penny Baxter.

Ma: You good-for-nothin' scapers
don't know what corn is.

Buck: Oh, we'd be gettin'
a whole lot of 'em.

Hey.

Jody: Hey.

I got me a new baby coon.

A coon? Let's go see him, huh?

My eagle died.
He was too wild to pen.

I'd never catch me nothin'
with wings again.

Why?

If'n you had wings,
what would you do?

You'd fly with them,
wouldn't you?

You wouldn't never come down
again, would you?

I reckon not.

Nothing that has wings
should ever come down again.

You never did try to fly again,
did you?

I tried to fly too young.

That's push. You remember him.

Hey, push.

Hey!

They won't raise no young 'uns.

Lem says they's brothers.

Here's the coon.

Here, racket.

Ain't he a thing?

If'n I should
get me another one,

you can have one, too.

I... I...
I'd be proud to have one,

but ma won't let me
keep nothin'.

Oliver said he'd bring me
a monkey from the south seas,

but ma said she had
enough monkeys

around the place as it "tis.

She meant pa and me.

Where is Oliver now?

Sailing somewheres on the sea.

I'd never go to sea.

They ain't got no animals
on the sea.

I might go to sea someday,
if'n 1 could go with Oliver.

Oliver's my friend.

I got three friends,
Oliver and pa, and you.

I got lots of friends.

- He's eating me!
- He ain't hungry.

He just wants to be
doing something.

- He likes you, Jody.
- Guess so.

He sleeps with me.

I sleep up there now.

Buck made it for me.

If'n you can stay the night,
you can sleep up there with me.

Do you like to sleep up there?

You see things at night,
and hear things.

What?

All the things that's scared
of the daytime.

I seen a deer and a wolf
playing together.

You couldn't have seen that.
They's enemies.

That's what folks tell you.

And I seen the spaniards
riding on big black horses.

They's tall and dark,
and has shiny helmets.

There ain't no spaniards left.

They all gone, like the Indians.

They's here. You listen to me.

The next time you go
to your sinkhole,

you know that big magnolia
with the dogwood round it?

Well, just you look behind it,
and there's always a spaniard

on a big black horse
riding past that magnolia.

Guess we'd better go in.

Well, Jody and me
set out after them dogs.

That bear took them
across the south scrub,

along the saw-grass ponds,
and through the thicket,

and finally, right to
the edge of Juniper creek,

where they caught up with him.

Tarnation!

- Get on with it!
- This here dog go with them?

Yes, he went along.

Do he track good?
Do he hold the bear at bay?

No. He's mighty sorry.

That's the sorriest bear dog
I ever owned or followed.

Got itself lame, huh?

Penny: No. No, he ain't lame,
as I know.

Well, then, what you
holding him so careful for?

Keep him out of the jaws
of them bloodhounds of your'n

if they should come in.

Valuable, huh?

Man 1: Shut up, Lem!
- Go on, penny.

- Get on with the story!
- Well, there he was...

Right smack at the edge
of Juniper creek,

and rarin' up on his hind legs.

Well, I'm just
goin' to shoot him,

and old Julie gets him
by the throat.

Now finally, he pushes her off,
and I get a chance

to shoot at him,
and what happens?

- Well, what did happen?
- Get on!

My gun wouldn't shoot.

Tried it again and again,
but she just won't shoot,

and there I am...
Old Julie's getting killed

and rip's getting slashed,
and this dog no good,

and my old muzzleloading
shotgun no good,

and I'm in a pure fix.

Quit that there stopping all the
time. Tell us what happened?

Well, just as I try the gun
for the last time,

she hangfires on me,

knocks me down, and there I am.

That makes old slewfoot
decide he's had enough.

He turns, starts for the creek,

swims to the other side,
and the last we seen of him,

he's heading for
no man knows where.

I'd have give a gallon
of whiskey to have been there!

"Heading for
no man knows where!"

That bear's too smart
for his own good.

Find I'd choke him to death.

That old slewfoot is something.

You're a liar, penny Baxter.

Ain't no man ever said that
of me afore, Lem.

Just two dogs don't make a bear

like old slewfoot
turn tail and run.

How come you never
once mentioned

this dog you got here?

Now, don't press me, Lem.

I done told you,
the dog is worthless.

I noticed he come out
in mighty good shape.

Not a Mark on him, is there?

No, no, there's nary a Mark
on him.

Takes a might clever dog
to fight a bear

and not get no scratch on him.

Ah, he's no good, Lem.

I wouldn't want you to get
no idea of trading for him,

because you'd get fooled
and cheated.

Simmer down, Lem.

If'n penny don't want to trade,

they ain't nothing
say he got to.

Where's your manners, Lem,
drinking all of that jug?

Where's your'n,
not giving company a chance

to wet their whistles
afore dinner?

Pa, you got the most sense
for such a old buzzard.

It don't take no sense
to crave liquor. Give it here.

Alright.

Pour me a noggin in the cup,
and you can all set down.

If I'd a-known you was a-comin',

I'd have cooked
something fittin'. Draw up.

All this here looks fine
enough for the governor.

I reckon you folks
give thanks, penny.

Pa, it won't hurt you none
to ask blessing

for once in your life.

Oh, lord...

Oh, lord...

We... we...

Oh, lord,

thou has seen fit
to bless our sinnin' souls

and... and bellies with...

With, uh... with, uh...

With...

Good vittles again. Amen.

- Thanks, penny.
- Amen.

I want two things, penny Baxter.

I want to be in at the death
of old slewfoot,

and I want that there dog.

Mind what you do, Lem.

When I want a thing, I get it.

Right from england.
No muzzleloading.

Fill your own shells.
Easy as spittin'.

Stick your shells in,
breech her, cock her,

and you're ready for anything.

Two shots,
as true as the eagle flies.

Now, take the gun for him,
or by thunder, I'll...

Well, I... 1...

I don't figure to get myself
murdered in my tracks,

if that's the way
it stands, Lem.

L... uh...

Well, you got to promise not to
beat the puddin' out of me

after you hunted him.

Shake.

You scapers got
enough covers up there?

Yes, ma.

- Yes'm.
- Goodnight.

- Night.
- Night, ma.

Night.

And then what happened?

"Twere a bright, sunny day,
like this'n we just had.

I went to the edge of the roof.

And then you jumped?

I jumped way out in the air.

What did it feel like?

When I was jumping, it felt just
like I were flying,

for a minute, just like a bird,

and then, it went kind of dark.

"Twere dark for quite a time.

Was you bad hurted?

I reckon.

It should have worked.

I were too young.

Someday, I'll fly.

I'll just fly on and on.
It'll be easier than walkin...

Walking ain't easy for me
since I tried to fly.

Guess near about
everything like to fly.

Birds fly...

Birds and angels.

You know what the end
of the world's like, Jody?

What?

It's empty and dark

with only clouds to ride on...

But the clouds is sunny
and soft,

and you just float on 'em
and go nowheres.

And all the animals has little
bright clouds to ride on.

Racket will have a little one
just alongside of mine.

And you know what, Jody?

Sometimes, as you're
drifting along,

you just sort of drift
right inside another cloud,

and you'll be on that one,

and we'll lie there
and talk together,

just like we're talkin' now.

- And you know what, Jody?
- What?

Clouds are really just
the backs of angels

who are flying around up there
lookin' after things.

They'll look after you,
too, Jody,

till you're ready to fly.

How you know that?

I just know.

Yeah.

Could be.

Jody: Pa! Pa! Pa!

I can see him, pa,
I can see him!

An old spaniard riding along.

Fodderwing said
I could spy him here.

That's nice.

What'd he say he seed?

- A spaniard.
- What spaniard?

I don't know.

Hmm.

There, now. I was scared this
wouldn't stand another washing.

What else you got
that's cool to wear?

Nothing, excusing
my wedding dress.

That black alpaca is nice.

That went to pieces
three years ago...

Went to pure rags
doing work just like this.

Toting and washing to a sinkhole
half a mile from the house,

toting water to wash in,
toting water to cook in...

You'll get your well
one day, orry,

and right outside your door.

I'll believe it when I see it.

After all these years
of waiting,

I'll take no stock in it.

Orry, I think me and Jody will
make us a trip to volusia.

Yeah.

I got some trading I want to do.

Ain't it exciting
just to see it, pa?

Yes, I must say, once in a while
it's a pleasure to see a town.

Get along, Caesar.

It'll be right nice seeing your
sweetheart again, won't it?

Pa, you know I ain't
got no sweetheart.

Now, you ain't going back
on eulalie

after I seed you holding hands
at the doin's last Christmas?

I was not holding hands.
It was a game they was playing.

If you say that again,
pa, I'll just die.

Alright.

Just wanted to get it straight.

Penny: Hello there, Mr. ranger!

- Hello, Mr. ranger.
Mr. ranger: Who's there?

Customers.

Hi there, penny Baxter.
Hiya, Jody.

Jody: Hello, Mr. ranger.

I was just getting
all set to noon.

You stay right where you are.

Sorry we woke you up.

'Tain't nothing.

I'll catch up with it later.

Well... looky there
who's in town.

Hiya, fellas! How'd that there
dog I swapped you come out?

Say that again, penny.

I said how'd you come out with
that sorry dog I traded you?

Well, we ain't laughin'
none about it.

You ain't mad about it, buck?

I ain't sayin' what I am.

You'd best keep out of
Lem's way.

Lem in town with you fellers?

He's with us,
but he's out courtin'

that twink weatherby of his'n.

She's Oliver's girl.

Just don't let Lem hear you
say that, young'un.

I'm right sorry Lem feels that
way about the trade.

You just told him the truth.

My words was straight.

My intentions was as crooked
as the ocklawaha river.

Yes, sir, the steamboat captain

has been asking about you,
Mr. Baxter.

Says these city folks traveling
up and down the river

is just hollering for venison.

What's next?

Uh... two boxes 12-Gauge
brass shell cases.

Mr. boyles: "Two boxes 12-Gauge
brass shell cases."

Yes, sir, just hollering
for it, he says,

and it ain't half
as good as pork.

Now, you and me, we know it.
What's next?

Penny: Uh, one pain curer.

Mr. boyles: "One pain curer.”

Yes, sir,
as I says to my nephew,

I says, "Oliver,
you're just as well..."

Penny: Oliver in town? = Oliver?

Oliver back?

Where'd he go to this long time?

Hear him tell,
he's traveled the seven seas.

You reckon he saw any whales
this time, pa?

Well, where is he?
Where's Oliver?

The sailor?

He's out with his gal,
twink weatherby.

But millwheel said
she's Lem's girl.

Ah, never mind, Jody. Don't you
bother your head about that.

Well, that just about completes
it. You figure that up.

I'm looking to have
a little cash left over...

Aiming to buy tobacky seed for
the spring for a money crop,

and with that money, I'm aiming
to buy brick and mortar

so as we can have a well
right outside our very door.

What do you think of that,
Mr. boyles?

Yeah, that'll be mighty fine
for Mrs. Baxter.

And what's this here stuff?
Black alpacky, ain't it?

- Yeah, that's what it is.
- That's what I thought.

Appears to me I sold Mrs. Baxter
a dress length of that

alpacky long about four
or five summers back.

Huh?

It's pretty.

Young man, you don't come in
to trade very often,

so I'll treat you
to a dime's worth

of anything you have
a notion for.

I reckon that mouth organ's
worth more than a dime.

Well, yes, but it's been here
a long while.

Take it and welcome.

Well, now, that's unusual kind.

Thank you, sir.

There's your gal now, Jody.
= pal

it's eulalie, come out special
just to see you.

- Pal
- Now, go say how-do to her.

Go on.

Your boy's got manners,
Mr. Baxter.

Oh, he's right smart
of a comfort.

He hit me with a potato!

Jody, you put that down!

What's got into you?

How come you do shame me
like that?

Now, you go up
and excuse yourself.

Jody!

Right smart lot of spunk your
boy's got, Mr. Baxter.

Thank you, Mr. boyles.

We'll be back later
for our things.

Pa, pa, quick!
They killing Oliver!

He's fighting Lem
and all the forresters together!

They're killing him,
then whose girl is

twink weatherby,
Lem's or Oliver's?

- Guess they can't decide.
- Then who are we fighting for?

Fighting for whoever's taking
a licking, that'll be Oliver.

But the forresters
is our friends, too.

- Who's judging this fight?
- We're judging it.

If it takes three men
to whip one,

I say the one man's the best.

Hello, Oliver, welcome home.

Jody: Oliver! - Jody! Oh!

Am I glad to see you,
old landlubber, you.

I brought you back a present
from China.

Saw a lot of whales, too.
= Oliver!

I got no mind to kill you, penny
Baxter, but I'll smash you

flatter'n a Skeeter
you don't get out of my way.

We'd have fought him one at
a time, but he led right in.

I'll fight any man anywhere

what says what Lem
said about my gal.

Then I'll say it again.

I ain't seen a fight
as good as this for months.

Reckon I'll get in it, too.

- Coming?
- Might as well.

Jody, get out of this!

Get off, you little...

I'm back, ma.

What happened to you?

- We got in a fight.
- Who did?

Me and pa,
and the forresters and Oliver.

They was beating him bad.

They couldn't decide whether
Oliver's girl was Lem's or...

Now, ain't that just fine?

Where's your pa?

I'm here.

Well, ain't that just fine.

Now, did I make
a good trade, ma?

That makes near five dollars
we got saved,

and you know what that money's
going for?

Tobacky seed.

Enough tobacky seed
so's we can have

a fine money crop next spring,

and every bit of money
we get from that

is going into bricks and mortar,

so's you can have your new well

right outside your door.

Well, I declare.

I just can't imagine it...

Washing right on my own place,

having all the water
I need right here,

not even caring if some slops
over now and then.

Being able to waste a whole
bucket of nice, cold water

just to cool myself with.

I declare, it will be such a
blessing, it won't seem natural.

I bet you ain't bought
half the things I ordered.

I never knowed a man yet
that could be trusted to...

Where's my paregoric?
Where's my...

Now, if that ain't
just like a man!

Throwing away money
on such as this.

I declare, men ain't got
no more sense than...

How much did this cost?

You just tell me how much money

you wasted on such foolishness.

The next time
you go to volusia, I'll...

How much did this cost?

She's a-rarin', pa.
Don't she like it?

She likes it, boy.

Penny: Giddy up.

Fodderwing claims
he can talk to vultures.

Well, they wouldn't have
much I'd want to hear.

Maybe if'n you was to tame one,
it might make a pretty nice pet.

Whoa, Caesar. Whoa.

Well, ma, been admiring
our fine crop of corn?

I ain't admiring nothin'.

- Why?
- They were stole.

Stole? Orry: They was baited.

Orry: Look here.

I was getting ti-ti leaves on
the other side of the sinkhole,

and I seed corn scattered
and hog tracks 'side it.

- They come and took 'em.
- Who had, ma?

That ain't hard to guess.
Them fine friends of yours.

- Forresters?
- Them black-hearted, thieving...

Jody, fetch me my gun.

Lookit, pa!

So that's what they done,
trapped 'em.

They had a cart, pa.

And that track leads
plain as anything

right to the forresters.

Dogged if I can understand
cold-out meanness.

Well, boy,
we're obliged to follow.

Lem said he'd shoot you
if we come around.

I'd rather let him
keep the hogs.

And go without meat?

How you expect
we're going to live

if'fn we don't protect
our rations?

You want to beg off goin'?

I reckon not, pa.

- I reckon I'll go with you.
- Alright, then.

If there's trouble
waiting for you,

you'd just as good
go to meet it.

- Pa!
- Get back! Watch the dogs!

Pal

he got me, boy.

He's a big'un.

Get the gun.

- Pa, it's a Doe!
- You do as I tell you now.

Take your knife
and open up her belly.

What am I to do?

Cut out the liver and the heart.

Maybe we got a chance
this-a-way. Hurry, boy!

Hurry, boy!

Pa, you'll bleed to death!

I'd rather bleed
to death than swell.

I seed a man die.
I can feel it draw.

- Do it hurt, pa?
- Like a hot knife.

Give me the heart, boy.

- Pa, the Doe's got a Fawn.
- Sorry, boy, I can't help it.

Now, listen, boy,
I got to make for home.

I hate to ask it of you, but you
get on to the forresters.

Get one of them to ride
to the branch for doc Wilson.

It's my only chance.
Can you do it?

I can do it, pa.

Call out to them quick
sayin' I'm snakebit

afore they chunk something
at you, maybe shoot.

- I can do it.
- Just keep out of Lem's way.

Better get one of them
to take this road

to our place and pick me up,
in case I can't make it.

And hurry, boy.

You'll make it, pa! You hear me?

You're obliged to make it!

Fodderwing!

Fodderwing! Fodderwing!

What do you want,
you little varmint?

Pa. Pa, he's shakebit.

- What kind of snake?
- A rattler, a big'un!

- Where'd it get him?
- In the arm.

- Is it swellin'?
- It's bad swelled already.

Please ride for doc Wilson.
Please ride for him quick.

Please! Please!
= I'll ride for him.

I sure thank you, millwheel.

Spare your thanks, I'll help
a dog if it was snakebit.

I'll ride and pick up penny.

Walking's bad for a man
that's snakebit.

Pa. Oh, pa.

Old death got to
wait a while on me.

Pa...

Doc. Hey, doc!

Hm? What?

Look at pa.

Lord of the jaybirds,
he made it.

- He's dead.
- Not by a longshot.

He's pulled through.

You sound like you're sorry.

I could sleep for a week.

That's just what
I want you to do.

Pa...

Well, he sure ain't pretty,
but by thunder, he's alive.

I woke up fixing
to go help bury him.

How he done it without whiskey,
I don't know.

How come you'd be
out of it, doc?

Well, I was finishing
my last jug when you rode up.

How was I to know somebody
was to go and get snakebit?

Thank you, ma'am.

Jody, you finished?

Take this warm milk
in to your pa,

and mind you,
don't spill none of it.

Now, did I have me
a real good snort,

I'd be pretty nigh satisfied.

'Twere a near thing, pa.

You alright now, though.

That's right.

I'm proud the way
you kept your head and done

what was needed.

What's the matter, boy?

Pa, you recollect
that Doe you shot?

Can't never forget her.

Most likely she saved your life,
didn't she, pa?

She saved me. That's certain.

Pa, you recollect
that little Fawn she had?

Yes, boy.

Most likely it's mighty scared

and lonesome, and hungry.

I reckon so.

It might be out there yet,
not knowing which way to go.

It might be.

It won't take much
to raise it, pa.

It'll soon get to where
it can make out

on leaves and acorns.

Dogged if you don't
figure the farthest

of any young'un I ever knowed.

We taken its mammy,
and it weren't no ways to blame.

It don't seem grateful
to let it starve, do it?

Pa, pa, you figure
I ought to go out

and see can I find him?

- And tote it here?
- Tote it here and raise it.

Pa...

Boy, you got me hemmed in.

You tell your ma I said
you was to go get it.

Hey, pa.

Hey, doves!

It's me.

It's me, Jody.

Well...

I'm proud you found him.

He weren't scared of me.

He was laying right
where his mammy made his bed.

Look, ma. I found him.

So I see.

It'll take milk
for a long while.

I don't know
as I'd have give my consent

if I'd knowed it was so young.

He ain't so young.

Is he, pa?

Orry, I got one thing to say,

and then I'll have
no more talk about it.

The little Fawn's as welcome
in this house as Jody.

It's his'n, and we'll raise it

without grudgement
of milk or meal.

You got me to answer to

do I ever hear you
quarreling about it.

This is Jody's Fawn,
just like Julie's my dog.

I only said it 'twas young.

Alright. So it is.

Now, don't you bother
about him at all, ma.

I'll tend to every little thing
that needs tending to.

He won't be a mite of trouble
to you.

Fooled you!

Hey, wait for me!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on. I'll race you!

Hey, ma,
you want to see him butt?

Lookit, ma.

Did you see him, ma?

I seed him.

Look at him this-a-way, ma.
Ain't his eyes pretty?

It can see mischief too far.

We... well, ain't he got
a cute foolish tail? Lookit, ma!

Orry: All deer's tails
look the same.

You wanna pet him, ma? You can.

I ain't petting no fawns.

Got to get a name for him, pa.

I've studied and I've studied,

and I can't think of one
that's good enough for him.

Appears to me you think
more of that Fawn

than you think of your pa.

Oh, pa...

But I just got to.

I've got to get
something special.

Why don't you call him rover?

Ma, rover's a dog's name.

Well, call him Joe, then.

Ma! Joe Baxter?

- Sounds like a man.
- The boy's right.

He's got to get him
a special name.

You know who'd get me
a good name for him, pa?

- Who's that, boy?
- Fodderwing.

Fodderwing's ailing, buck said.

Oh, but he'd just love to see
my little Fawn,

and he gets wonderful names.

He'll get you a name.

He's got a ear for such things,

the way some folks
got an ear for fiddle music.

Can I, ma? Can 1?

All I know is, my voice
don't mean nothing around here.

Oh, ma.

Jody!

What?

You gotta quit sleeping
with that Fawn.

Jody: Just don't you be
impatient, now.

You think you're mighty biggity
'cause you can get into bed

without having to undress.

Get over.

I wanna explain
something to you.

Pretty soon now we're going
over to see fodderwing

and he's gonna give you a name.

You're gonna like fodderwing

and I want you to behave
real manly in front of him

so's he'll take to you.
You and me and...

You hear that? That's a wolf.

Do you ever hear
a noise like that,

you get in the house
as quick as you can.

Do you hear any noises
that is animals,

you just start running
and bleating so's I'll hear you.

You listening to me?

Huh?

I don't know what ails ma.

You smell just fine.

Jody: Come on.

This here's where
fodderwing lives. Stand still.

You gotta look nice so
fodderwing'll put a name to you.

Fodderwing always
shows me his pets.

Now I've got
something to show him.

Come on.

Fodderwing!

Fodderwing!

Maybe they's all asleep.

Fodderwing, it's Jody.

I got me something.

Come to see fodderwing.
Come to show him my Fawn.

I come special.

He's dead.

But I come to see him.

You come too late.

I'd have fetched you
if there'd have been time.

There wasn't time enough
to fetch old doc.

One minute he was breathing

and the next minute
he just wasn't,

like as if you'd
blowed out a candle.

You can come look at him.

I lost my boy...

My poor crookedy boy.

He'll not hear,
but speak to him.

Hey.

I knowed you'd hate it fearful.

I wished he could
have seen your Fawn.

I told him about it.

He talked a lot about it.

He said,
"Jody's got him a brother."

That's how come we to be here.

I come for fodderwing
to name him.

He did name him.

He said, "a Fawn has
a little white flag.

"His tail is a little
white flag.

If I had a Fawn,
I'd name him 'flag.'"

he said, "flag the Fawn'
is what I'd call him."

"Flag."

"Flag the Fawn."

Penny, you've had
a Christian raising.

We'd be proud
that you say something.

O lord, almighty god...

It ain't for us
ignorant mortals to say

what's right and what's wrong.

If it was any one of us
to be doing it,

we'd not have made this poor boy
into a cripple.

But, lord, in a way of speaking,

you made it up to him.

You give him a way
with the wild critters.

You give him a sort of wisdom,

made him knowing and gentle.

And now you've seen fit
to take him

where being crookedy
in mind or limb don't matter.

But, lord,
it pleasures us to think

now you've straightened out
them legs.

It pleasures us to think on him

walking around
as easy as anyone.

And, lord,
give him a few redbirds

and maybe a squirrel or a coon

to keep him company
like he had here.

All of us is somehow lonesome,

and we know
he'll not be lonesome

do he have them
little wild things around him,

if it ain't asking too much

to put a few varmints in heaven.

Thy will be done.

Amen.

What's all this?

You can't leave them out
in a storm like this.

They'd get blowed
clean off the place, ma.

You keep them out of my way.

Why didn't you let in the cow
and old Caesar

and have everything to suit you?

If we could let in old slewfoot
if'fn we could find him.

Hey, pa, when are we gonna hunt
old slewfoot again?

Jody, you're wet to the skin.
What you thinking of?

I've got to dry flag.
Look how good he shines up.

Get out of them wet clothes.

Ain't it nice here
in the wind and the rain

and us in here safe and cozy?

Penny: That's right, son.

Maybe we'll be able to tell
a few tales tonight.

How'd you like that, Jody?

Hey, pa!

Maybe your ma
will tell us a tale.

- Hey, ma?
- I might.

Hey, ma!

Well, uncle miles
looked at them two bear cubs

and he says, "I'm gonna
catch me one of them,"

so he did, but he didn't have
nothing to tote it in.

What, uncle miles,
being from Georgia,

had on long underdrawers,

so he taken them off,
tied knots in the legs,

and made him a sack.

Now, he put'n the cub in it,
and just as he's reaching

for his britches
to put 'em on again,

here comes a-woofin'
and a-crashin',

and that old she-bear come out
of the thicket right at him.

Jody, boy,
fetch me my pipe, son.

Oh, pa.

- What you grinning at?
Penny: Oh, nothing.

I look alright?

You look just dandy, sweetheart.

Thank you, boy.

Well, sir, he take him
down through the swamp

and dropped the cub,

and the old mammy, she gathered
it up drawers and all,

but she's so close behind
uncle miles,

she stepped on a vine
and it tripped him,

and throwed him flat
amongst the thorns and brambles.

Now, aunt moll was a kind of
muddle-minded woman,

and she never could make out
how he come home

without his drawers
on a cold day

and his bottom scratched.

But uncle miles always said
that weren't nothing

to the puzzling
that mammy bear must have done

over them drawers on her cub.

Oh, pa, you got all them tales

in your mind
and don't tell them.

I ain't much for dogs,
but there was a dog once

I'd taken a notion to.
She had the prettiest coat.

I said to the feller owned her,

"when she finds pups,
I'd like one.”

He says, "well, you're welcome,
but you ain't got

no way of hunting.”

I wasn't yet married to your pa.

"A hound will die,” he says,
"if it ain't hunted.”

"Is she a hound?" Says I.
He says, "yes'm."

I said, "then I sure
don't want one,

for a hound will suck eggs.”

Well... well, now,

that's a mighty
exciting tale, ma.

You got any more like that'un?

I might.

You reckon it's
fixing to do damage?

Rotted. Most of them rotted.

Our whole crop.

Keep turning them so's they all
get a mite of heat.

Most of these beans is moldy.

Six days of rain.

We'd just as good
to quit fighting

and lay down and die!

Well, Joe'd taken
worse punishment.

Get out of that,
you dad-ratted varmint!

Ma! Ma, don't hit him again!

That ends it! That critter
gives me no peace day or night.

He can't come in this house
no time, never no more!

He's just hungry, ma.
He ain't had much.

You lock him up in the barn!

If he gets in my way
once again...

Leave off, the both of you!

Ain't it enough to have
trouble pouring on us

out of the skies
without the family quarreling?

Has a man got to die
to find peace?

What's happenin' now?

Seems like...

Shh!

Pa! It stopped!

Ma, it seems like

at times a body gets
struck down so low,

ain't a power on earth
can ever bring him up again.

Seems like something
inside him dies

so he don't even
want to get up again.

But he does.

Ain't much of a world
left for us, orry,

but it's all we got.

Let's be thankful
we got any world at all.

Here comes the sun.

Hey, ma, look at this day!

If I was dead
I'd sit up and take notice

on a day like this.

Just right for corn,
just right for okra,

just right for tobacky,
cow-peas, taters and Greens...

Hey, ma, we got us
a planting pa, ain't we?

Hear him talk you'd think he's
fixing to plant the world.

I'd purely love to.

Come on, boy, we're gonna
do all that planting

we best keep busy.

Now, you see when these here
tobacky plants come up

we won't have to tote
water no more.

Ma's gonna have a well,
right outside her door.

Pa gave us a lot
of chores today.

There. Now we're all done.

Come on, you sit in the doorway.

Hey, pa...

- Was that Jody already?
- What if it was?

Now stand still, you'll burst
one of these seams!

Stand still, I tell you.
You want I should spoil it?

I've done all the hoeing you
told me to do, pa.

Alright, alright.

And I got the tobacky
plants watered.

That's good, boy.

Anything else I should do, pa?

I guess not.

That's sure mighty pretty, pa.

I'll pretty you with a piece
of fat wood!

You get out of here!

Can I bring flag in to see
how pretty it looks?

You're gonna get a...
= stand still!

You said you'd be through
before he got home!

Orry: Jody's gotta learn someday
how dresses is made.

Oh, not on me, he don't.

Besides, I'm getting feverish.

Well, fight it a minute
and turn around.

How you think I'm gonna get
this done in time

for the the wedding
if'n you don't stand still?

But, wait, ma, who's
gettin' married?

Orry: Oliver's gettin' married.
= Oliver?

And that ain't the worst
of it, boy.

They're goin' to Boston to live.

You mean, we ain't gonna see
Oliver no more?

I'm afraid not, boy.

Now, tomorrow
I'm going to Oliver's wedding.

After their marriage, they're
going off to Boston to live.

So, we'll be kind of alone.

You gotta take care
of yourself while I'm away.

You gotta be good.
You understand?

I've been doin' some figuring.
You're gettin' kind of big.

Now, I don't care for girls

and I don't never aim
to get married,

but when you get
a little bigger,

maybe you're gonna want a Doe.

So, someday I'm fixing to build
a house down by the Glen

and I'm gonna get you a Doe.

We're all gonna live down there
together by the Glen.

Do you like that, huh?
Me living with you?

See, I'm gonna take care
of you fine.

Now, goodnight.

It's right nice
seein' a lot of people again

and all the buildings
and stores...

My, how it's growed!

That there house never
used to be there.

Well, that house has been build
over a year, ma.

Ma don't get out enough.
=I don't and that's the truth.

Ms. Saunders: How do you do?
- Well, how do, Ms. Saunders?

How do, Ms. Saunders?

She won't recollect me.

Ms. Saunders: How do you
do, Ms. Baxter?

How do you do?

Well, I declare!

Well, best get going,
best get going. Bye, penny.

Jody and me will miss
you, Oliver.

You miss me enough to come down
to Boston to visit us.

I'll come visit you, Oliver.

I wanna thank you for sticking
by me in the fight.

I'll never forget you. Not even
down in the China sea.

Goodbye, eulalie.

Be a good sweet little gal

and maybe you'll look after
Jody for me, huh?

- Bye, Ms. Baxter.
- Bye.

Goodbye, Jody.
Shall I kiss you goodbye, Jody?

Well, I guess it would
hurt nothing.

- Come on, come on!
- Come on, you'll miss the boat!

Hey, come on, honey, come on,
we'll miss the boat.

J bye old sweet home jj

- bye!
- Bye!

- Bye-bye.
- Bye!

- Bye, twink.
- Bye, Oliver.

Bye, Oliver. Bye, twink.

- Bye, bye, Oliver.
- Bye, bye!

I don't like folks goin' away.

It's like they was dyin'.

The way fodderwing done.

That's life, boy.

Gettin' and losin'.

Losin' and gettin'...

I'm glad I got flag.

Flag, flag, stop that!

Oh, flag!

You'll knock this milk over!

He missed me, pa. Old flag sure
missed me yesterday!

He just tags after me
like a dog.

Just like your old...

What's happened, pa?

We've been saving a long time
getting enough extra

to set out them tobacky seeds,
ain't we, boy?

It weren't flag done it, pa.

- It weren't flag!
- It were flag.

That won't do no good, boy.
He's ruined half the crop.

But flag didn't mean it, pa.

Ma, listen. Flag didn't mean it,
ma! Listen, ma!

Ma!

Ma! Pal!

She figured at last
she was gonna get a well.

That's why she don't feel
like talking.

But flag didn't mean it, pa.

I don't figure he done
it malicious.

He was just racing back
and forth

and it was something to jump on.

Jody: What you lookin® at him
that a-way for, pa?

He's a yearling now for sure.

You think a heap of him,
don't you, boy?

Why, sure.

Yes, you're a pair of
yearlings now.

It grieves me.

What you do that for?
You're a yearling now.

You're growed up.
You gotta be good.

I can do that, pa.
I know just how.

No, we'll do it together, boy.

There's a good few
he ain't touched, pa.

You think we still got enough
to get ma her well done?

No, I'm afraid not, boy.

But I got a little idea.

What do you say we clear
out that field

down behind the pot garden?

There's a few big stumps there

and if we can get them out
pretty soon

we might plant ourselves
some cotton.

Pal

a money crop so's your ma can
still get her well.

Hey, pa, we can do it!

We can do it!

Giddy up, Caesar! Go on,
giddy up, giddy up!

Go on, giddy up! Giddy up!

Giddy up, Caesar! Giddy up,
giddy up, giddy up!

Giddy up!

Giddy up, Caesar. Giddy up,
giddy up!

This is the last one, pa.

Where do you figure where we
best dig ma her well?

Lets get this field in cotton
before we figure on that.

Now, giddy up, Caesar, go on!

Giddy up, now, giddy up!

What's the matter, pa?

It's alright.

I'll be alright in a minute.

I reckon I strained myself.

I'll get ma. = no!

I'll be alright.

Unhitch Caesar.
I'll ride him in.

You don't never know
when to quit.

If you had a mite of sense...

You've more than likely
ruptured yourself.

Please do hush, orry.

Is it easier, pa?

Oh, it feels mighty good
laying down this way.

Hardly feel it at all.

You're obliged to take it
easy for a spell.

I reckon.

If it so happens I ain't out
of bed for a few days...

You think you can take charge
of things around here?

I can take charge, pa.

You know what belongs
to be done?

The cow-peas will need hoeing,

I best watch corn for
cut worms, and...

You know as good as I do,

you got to keep that yearling
out of the field.

I'll keep him out, pa.

That's fine.

- You keep him out, religious.
- Yes, sir.

I'll just take charge
of everything.

You best get to bed now.
You've got a lot to do tomorrow.

You get a good sleep, too, pa.

You've gotta get your
strength back.

Alright, son.

Night, pa.

Goodnight, son.

- Pa asleep?
- He's getting to sleep.

You best get to bed too, ma.

What's that?

I said, you best get to bed.

Now, Mr. impudent bigmouth,
you just get to your room.

Yes, ma'am.

Some people gettin' mighty
important around here.

Yes'm.

- Night.
- Night.

Look it, pa, these here's
for your supper

and I only wasted two shots.

It's mighty fine, son.

I'm taking charge
alright, ain't I, pa?

Everything's coming
along just fine.

Why the corn is the best
I ever seen and...

What's the matter, pa?

When did you see
the corn last, Jody?

Yesterday. It were fine.
It's pretty near an inch high.

Your ma here says...

She says something has ate it.

Ate the corn?

Penny: She says near about
the whole crop is gone.

But that ain't right.
Yesterday it was alright.

It appears like
something must have ate it

during the night.

F... flag ain't ate it, ma!

- Flag ate it.
- No, ma, he couldn't have!

He's been being good.
He wouldn't eat the corn!

He ain't never ate nothing
he shouldn't have!

Go and see!

And that settles it.
That deer has got to go!

It were flag.

I reckon, yes, sir.

But he will never
do it again, pa.

I'm gonna punish him.

I'll whip him. I'll whip him
with a stick, pa.

He ain't not been whipped
before, pa, but I...

You don't think whipping's gonna
help nothing.

Th... th... th... then I'll
pen him up, pa!

We got no earthly place to pen
up a wild thing like that.

T... th... then I'll halter him.

I'll tie him by the legs and
let him kick and then I'll...

Now, wait a minute, boy.
Just listen to me.

Yes... yes, pa, I'm listening.

What's happened is powerful bad.

- You know that.
- Yes, sir.

But your ma and me
has come to an agreement.

We're gonna have a try
at a remedy.

I take it you're willing to work
extra hard to fix this.

Oh, pa, pa,
I'll just do anything.

I'll work like
you've never seen, pa.

- I'll just do anything you say.
- Alright, alright.

First, you get out on
the crib and get

whatever corn we got left.

Then you plant it.
Just like we'd done before.

Then you start to work
and build our fence up high.

When you get it higher than
you can reach,

I hope I'll be able to help you
by that time.

But you got to get it all up

before the corn starts
showing again.

Maybe that way we're safe.

- You understand, boy?
- You can depend on me, pa.

Soon as I get the corn planted
you're gonna get shut

in the barn
before the fence is up.

Whoa! Whoa!

Orry: Jody.

I'm proud to see you
working so hard, boy.

But even the yearling as much
as you think of him

ain't worth killing
yourself over.

I ain't killing myself, pa.

I ain't killing myself...

I'd give a year of my life

to be where I could help you
with this.

I can do it alright, pa.
Ll can do it.

We done it, ma! We done it!

Hey, ma!

Ma!

Well, never mind squeezing
the life out of me.

I sure thank you
for helping me, ma.

I never figured you had it
in you to work this way.

I declare it looks as if we're
gonna have a crop after all.

And our fence, ma...
It's wonderful!

Well, let's go and tell
your pa we're done.

He'll be mighty proud.

Jody.

Come here, close to me.

You know we depend on
our crops to live, don't we?

We can't go on having them
destroyed one after the other.

No, sir.

And you know there ain't
a way in the world

to keep that wild yearling
from destroying them.

Yes, sir.

I'm sorry.

I can't ever tell you how sorry.

But all's been done
was possible.

Take the yearling
out in the woods and tie him...

And shoot him.

Pal

pal

You gotta go away, flag.

Gotta go away and
never come back.

You're growed up now.

Gotta go out
and find yourself a Doe.

We can't all live together
like I planned.

You've been bad,
without meaning to be.

You can make out by yourself.

Can't you?

You'll be alright.

You're smart.

Besides I don't... don't care
for you no more.

You ain't cute like you used to
be when you was little.

That's right, you go now.

Ain't anybody got no use for you
around here anymore!

Go on, you hear me?

You go! There ain't nothing more
I can do to save you! Go on!

You're gonna get killed if you
stay around here!

Get out before I have
to shoot you!

And don't you never come back!

Don't you never!

How come you not to do
what I told you?

I couldn't.

I just couldn't, pa.

Tell your ma to come here.

Yes, sir.

Pa says you're to go to him.

Oh!

I didn't mean to hurt
the critter.

I can't shoot straight.
You know I can't!

Flag!

Penny: Jody!

You got to finish him, boy.

You got to put him out
of his torment!

You've done it on purpose!
You always hated him!

You went back on me!
You told her to do it!

I hate you!

I hope you die!

I hope I never see you again!

It's me, flag.

It's me...

Jody...

Penny: Jody!

Jody!

Flag...

Flag...

Oh, ma!

I'm hungry, ma!

I'm hungry!

Man 1: Look sharp there!

Something ahead. What is it?

Reverse engine! Lower away
the aft boat!

What he was doin' on the river?

Skinny little runt, ain't he?

Try and find something to eat.

- He ain't come to yet.
- I'll get him some soup.

Pa...

Pal - take it easy, kid.

He's feverish, ain't he?

He's waking up.

Well, young'un,
what's the matter?

We about run you down
in the dark.

You hungry, boy?

Hungry?

Hey, there.

Not... not too fast.

Orry?

It's me.

It's Jody.

Jody...

Come close.

Boy, we near about give you out.

You alright?

You're alright. You ain't dead
nor gone. You alright.

Glory be.

I had to come home.

Why, sure you did.

I ain't meant what I said,
about hatin' you.

Why, sure you ain't.

When I was a child,
I spake as a child.

Where's ma?

Oh, she drove the wagon down
to doc Wilson's.

Your ma's been searching
for you for three days.

She ain't done nothing else.

She'll be mighty glad
you're home.

Jody, I'd be proud to know
where you been.

I've been on the river.

I aimed to go to Boston.

I see.

Were you hungry?

I didn't get nothing to eat
for three days.

I'm sorry you had to learn it
that way.

And now you know...

Ol' starvation.

He's got a face meaner
than old slewfoot.

It's fearful!

Sit, boy.

You figured I went back on you,
that's why you runned away.

Son, there's a thing every
man's got to know.

Maybe you know it already.

It weren't only me.

It weren't only your yearling
deer having to be destroyed.

Boy, life goes back on you.

Yes, sir.

I reckon...

Now, you've seen how things go
in the world of men.

Every man wants life to be
a fine thing and a-easy.

Well, it is fine, son,
powerful fine.

But it ain't easy.

I wanted life to be
easy for you.

Easier than 'twas for me.

A man's heart aches seeing his
young'uns face the world,

knowing they got to get their
insides tore out...

The way his was tore.

I wanted to spare you
as long as I could.

I wanted you to frolic
with your yearling.

I knowed the lonesomeness
be easy for you.

But every man's lonesome.

Well, what's he to do then?

What's he to do
when he gets knocked down?

Why, take it for his share
and go on.

I'm ashamed I run off.

You're near enough grown to do
your choosing, Jody.

May you'd crave to go to sea,
like Oliver.

But I'd be proud did you
choose to live here

and farm the clearing.

I'd be proud to see the day
you got a well dug.

So as no woman here'll
be obliged

to do her washing
on the seepage hillside.

You willing?

I'm willing.

Shake.

It's food and drink
to have you home, boy.

Now go to bed and get some rest.

I'll sit here
and wait for your ma.

Jody: Yes, sir.

Penny: Night. Jody: Night, pa.

I'll start the corn early
in the morning, pa.

Yes, boy.

We'll make it, pa.
We'll make out.

Penny: Yes, boy.

Come spring, we'll
even go hunt oi' slewfoot.

Yes, boy.

Goodnight, pa.

Goodnight, my son.

He's done come back, Ezra.

He's done come back different.

He's takened a punishment.

He ain't a yearling no longer.

Ezra...

I thought I lost them all.

Orry...

Orry...

He's done come home.

I'll go in and see him.

Go on, ma.

Hello, ma.

Hello, son.

You're home and safe.

Yes, ma.

I'm grateful.

Now, you get to sleep.

Night, son.

Night, ma.