All language subtitles for Little.House.On.The.Prairie.S03E16.To.Live.with.Fear.Part.1.1080p.BluRay.x264-OFT_track3_[eng]

[Jack barks]

Hurry up, Mary.
Pa'll be home
any minute!

Mary: I'm coming.

Oh, my goodness!
[Thump]

Sorry, ma.

It's all right.
It's out of the oven.

Mary:
Oh...wow.

That looks
so good!

Can I have
the bowl when--

I want
the bowl!

Did you bring
the candles?

- Yeah, right here.
- Oh, good.

I'll bet pa's
going to be
surprised.

I don't think he
even remembers it's
his own birthday!

- Aren't they pretty?
- Oh, very nice.

He didn't say
one word!

Well, I think your pa
enjoys playing
the birthday game

as much as we do.

Laura: I can't wait till he sees
what we got him.

Mary: Won't be long.
He's bringing
the team in now.

I'll go with him.

Oh, all
right, Mary,

but don't make it seem
like anything special.

I won't.

I'll put
the candles
on the cake.

I'll clean
the bowl.

Oh, no, you won't!
I'll clean the bowl!

Oh, that's all
right, girls.
I'll clean the bowl.

Laura:
Oh, ma, please!

[Laughs]
Here.

How's the
new horse, pa?

I'll be glad when
Judy's leg's

well enough for her
to work again.

This one's a little
bit skittish.

Ma'd like you
to get washed up

so you won't be late
for supper.

All right.
Tell her as soon as
I unhitch the team.

Oh, I can take them
into the barn--
feed them, stable them.

I swear I can't
figure out why

everybody's
being so nice
to me today.

Not some
special day, is it?

Ha ha! All right,
I'll wash up.

Oh, uh, p--pa,

Mary:
Don't go in the house.

Why don't you get
washed up in the creek?

Why, is something
going on in the house
I shouldn't see?

Well...not--

don't worry.
I'll wash up
in the creek.

Come on.
[Clicks tongue]

[Barking]

Jack, stop it!

Jack!

[Jack growling]

Jack, go away!

Mary: Jack, move!
[Barking]

Whoa! Whoa!
[Neighs]

Easy. Easy, girl.
[Jack barking]

Whoa, girl.

Whoa.

[Barking]

Mary:
No, Jack!

Get out!

[Horse neighs]
Ahh!

Mary?

Mary?

Mary!

Mar--

Mary!

Mary, you
all right?

I'm fine, pa.
Honest.

Are you sure?

Yeah. I'm afraid
Jack doesn't like
that new horse.

Don't worry about
Jack, as long as
you're all right.

I'm just dirty.
Now we both need
to get washed up.

Why don't you
go ahead? I'll put
the horse up.

Okay.

You sure
you're okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Go on.

[Sighs]

Well, now, I wonder
what we've got here?

Hurry up
and open it!

I'm hurrying,
I'm hurrying.

Well...

We picked
the fabric.

Laura: Mr. Oleson
had it on special.

You're kidding.
He had this
on special?

[Giggling]

Well, what is this?
Oh, I know what it is.

This is to catch
butterflies with,
isn't it?

Laura:
[Laughing]
No, it's a nightcap!

Oh, a ni--I should
have known that. Yes.

It's got a little
tassel on there.
Let me just try it on.

Let's see.
Get my tassel
right. Fits.

- How's it look?
- Perfect.

Me and Carrie made it.

Well, it's beautiful.
I love it.
Thank you, darling.

Happy birthday.

Thank you.
I love my
nightcap.

Happy birthday, pa.

Oh, thank you, lovey.

Charles:
Oh, and I've got more here!

What--well,
wait a minute.

What have
we here?

Matching
outfit, huh?

Ma cut the pattern,
but I did most of
the sewing. You like it?

Like it? I love it!
Boy, nice and warm,
too.

I'll tell you what
my best present
was today,

and that was your
not getting hurt.

For me, too.

We're so lucky
it wasn't worse.

Mm-hmm.

Well, now,
come on.

Let's see how I look.

Huh? What do you think?

[Laughter]

Won't have any trouble
finding me on the way
to the outhouse, will you?

[Laughing]

I love it.
Thank you.

[Children laughing]

Hello, Mary!

Mary: Hi, pa!

Girls: [Cheering]

Girls: Ah!

90. I have
10 more than you,
Laura Ingalls, 100.

I win.

You haven't won
anything yet,
Nellie Oleson.

It's Mary's turn.

Any time
you're ready.

I'll turn!

You play fair,
Nellie Oleson.

Start out slow!

You're afraid
she can't do it.

Am not!

Mary:
I said I was ready.

All right.
Come on, Willie.

Laura: 1, 2, 3, 4,

5--come on, Mary,
you can do it--

6, 7, 3--

[groans]
Oh!

Mary, what's
the matter?

I don't know.

Nellie:
She couldn't do it.

Nellie:
I win.

She could beat you
any old day,
Nellie Oleson.

Laura: It's just that she wasn't
feeling very good right now.

That new horse
of pa's really did
hurt you, didn't he?

I don't feel good.

Nellie:
Hurt by a horse?

Some people
will say anything
to excuse losing.

If I had the time,

I'd punch you
right in the nose,
Nellie Oleson.

Let me try
to help you.

No...I’ll--
I'll be all right.

Just--just
leave me a minute.

I'm going to
go get pa.

Pa!
Pa!

Does that hurt
when I press?

Mostly when
you let go.

Mary, have you had
any nausea the last
few days?

What's that?

Doctor:
Upset stomach.

Oh.

I don't remember.

Mary, the doctor
can't help you

if you don't
tell him everything.

Now, have you had
an upset stomach?

A little, I guess.

Why didn't you
say something?

I can't stand
the taste of paregoric.

Ma was sure to
give me some.

Well, we're lucky.

There's no sign
of an infection.

I feel better
now, doctor.

Truth of the matter is,
I should have brought
her in before this.

She had a little
problem with a horse
out in the barn.

Got kicked
pretty good.

Well, that would
explain a number
of things.

Doctor: I'd say between that
and trying to do 50 whatnots,

it's enough to give
anyone a pain in the side.

Laura: 100 red hots.

Doctor: Well, whatever.

I'm sorry.

Don't be. I hate
the taste of paregoric.

Charles, I think
it would be wise to
take her home now,

keep her
in bed for a
couple of days.

Could well
be just a
muscle spasm.

But you tell your pa
if you have any more
of those attacks.

Yes, sir.

Paregoric
or no paregoric,
you tell me.

Thanks,
doctor.

Laura,
you might check
on the desk.

Doctor:
I think there
may still be

some sour balls
left in that jar.

None for you.

Can I get one
for Carrie, too?

Sure.

You keep doling out
all that candy, doc,

you're going to have more
patients in here than
you know what to do with.

Well, it's the
secret of my
success, Charles.

If they don't
get sick on
the candy,

I get to work
on their teeth
later.

- Thank you, doctor.
- Thank you.

Thank you,
Dr. Baker.

I'll see to it
she gets to bed
right away.

[Moans]

Mary?

You shouldn't
be up.

I--I just needed
a drink of water.

Oh, Mary, you're
burning up
with fever.

Charles: Caroline?

Charles, this child
is burning up
with fever.

Hey.
When did
this start?

I don't know.
Yesterday,
she was fine.

Today I could
hardly keep her
in bed.

Do you have any pain
in your side at all?

Charles:
Mary, now come on,
answer me.

Do you have any pain
at all in your side?

A little.

But I'll
be all right, pa.

Why don't you
get her back to bed?

I'll get Dr. Baker.
I won't be long.

Come on, Mary.
I'll bring you
some water.

I don't want to be
any trouble, ma.

Oh, now,
don't you worry.

Come on, I'll put
you in our bed.

How does
that feel?

It hurts
a little.

More than when
I examined you
in my office?

A little.

How's she doing?

Well, fever's
dropped.

She'll feel a lot
better when she gets
some of that broth.

Not too much,
Caroline.

Don't want her
losing her
girlish figure.

Oh, we won't
let that happen.

Since I got you up
at the crack of dawn,

the least I can do
is get you a cup
of coffee, doc.

Thank you.

Carrie:
Is Mary going
to be all right?

Charles: She's going
to be fine, sweetheart.

Why don't you and
your sister scoot off
to Sunday school?

I don't want you
to be late.

Laura:
Aren't you coming?

Charles: Yeah.
I'll join you there.

I'm going to talk
to Dr. Baker.

All right, pa.
Bye, Dr. Baker.

Carrie:
Bye, Dr. Baker.
Bye, pa.

- Bye.
- Bye, darling.

Here you go.

Thank you.

All right,
what is it?

Well, there's always
a possibility of
an error, Charles,

but I believe Mary
has an infection
of the intestine.

As long as you
know what it is,

then you can do
something about it.

I can't.

Frankly, I'm not
capable of that
kind of surgery.

Surgery?

Mary has to have
an operation?

Well, I could be
wrong, Caroline,

but I'd hoped
her temperature

would drop back
to normal,

the pain would
go away.

But that hasn't
happened.

All right,
what do we
do now?

She needs
a fine surgeon

and a good hospital.

To be safe,
you should take her
to Rochester.

How much time
do we have?

It's hard to say,

but I don't feel
comfortable
about this.

The sooner the better.

I understand.
We'll take the night
train to Rochester.

Good.

When I get back
to town,

I'll see that a wire
gets to Rochester.

They'll be
expecting you.

Thank you.

If I had just
taken care of those
horses myself,

this never would
have happened.

Charles,
you don't know that.

I asked her if
she was hurt
in the barn.

She never had
any pain before that.

Well, if it was,
it was an accident,

pure and simple.

Got a lot to do
if I'm going to
take the train

from Springfield tonight.

Caroline:
I'll get the girls'
things together.

I'm sure grace
won't mind if they
stay with them.

Going to see Sprague
at the bank.
We'll need money.

Pick up the girls
on my way back.

I'll be packed
when you get back.

[Knocking]

[Knocking]
Mr. Sprague?

[Group singing]
♪ onward, Christian soldiers ♪

♪ marching as to war ♪

♪ with the cross of Jesus ♪

♪ going on before ♪

♪ Christ, our royal master ♪

♪ leads against the foe ♪

♪ forward into battle ♪

♪ see his banners roll ♪

♪ onward, Christian soldiers ♪

♪ marching as to war ♪

♪ with the cross of Jesus ♪

♪ going on before ♪

No, Charles,
we can't take
your donation today.

Dr. Baker explained
the trials facing Mary

and the cost that's
going to accompany you.

It's for
Mary, pa.

A special donation

to pay for
the hospital.

Reverend:
It's a gift
of the lord, Charles.

May we all be
mindful of his blessings.

Shall we pray?

Reverend:
Dear heavenly father...

Watch over this sick child

for whom our prayers
we're offering...

And Grant that she
may be restored

to that perfect health

which is thine alone
to give.

Through Jesus Christ
our lord, amen.

Got the sack
set in the wagon.

Good.

Won't be a
featherbed,

but make your
ride to Springfield
a little better.

Mr. Edwards: You know, that,
uh, Rochester doctor--

he's a lucky man
to have a patient
as pretty as you.

You know what,
he'll have you as
frisky as a cold

in no time at all.

That's what
pa said.

Well, your
pa's right.

Time he gets
through with you,
you'll feel so good,

you won't want
to come back
on the train.

You'll want to
run all the way home.

[Chuckles]

I sure hope so.

Why don't you girls
go out and play?

Just don't go
real far.

We're going to
be leaving soon.

Laura:
I'd rather talk to Mary.

Everything's
going to be all right.

They have the best doctors
in the world at Rochester.

I know everything's
going to be all right.

Shh.

[Sobs]

Don't.

I'll be
all right.

I will.
I'll be
all right.

Laura will help
with the chores,

and Carrie
will try to.

They'll be fine.

We're happy
to have them.

Mary's going to
be fine, too.

Yes. Well...
[Sighs]

Grace, I thought
my heart would stop

when they told me she'd have
to have an operation.

Grace: "Operation" is
a scary word, Caroline.

But I'm sure the doctor
in Rochester's

done a hundred of them,
and successfully.

That's what I keep
telling myself.

Grace:
You're afraid for Mary.

Any mother would be.

But you can't let
Mary know that.

She needs your strength
to get her through all this.

We're ready.

[Door closes]

- Caroline.
- Hmm?

Smile.

That's better.

I know she'll be
all right.

You just hold on
to that thought

in your heart
and in your prayers.

Thank you.

There we go.
You going to be
warm enough?

Yeah.

I got you
tucked in good.

I'll go nice and slow.
May be a little bit
bumpy.

She's fine.
We're all ready.

Now don't forget.
Let me know if it
gets too bumpy for you.

- Okay. Thanks, pa.
- Come home soon, pa.

I will,
half-pint.

Soon as we can.
Love you.

Caroline:
Thank you,
Mr. Edwards.

Mr. Edwards:
Don't worry about
a thing. I'll pick up

the team and wagon
in Springfield tomorrow.

I'll look after
your place.

Thank you.
Hope it won't be
for too long.

If you write to me,
I'll write back.

Okay.

Bye, Mary.

Bye, Laura.

[Wagon brake releases]

Charles: Hyah!

[Train whistle blows]

What's the matter,
darling?

I'm just cold.

There.
Is that better?

Yeah.

Pa, I'm sorry
to be so much
trouble.

Trouble.
You're no trouble,
sweetheart.

Oh, good.
You're awake.

The butcher
boy had some
hot cider.

I thought
you might
like some.

Thank
you, ma.

I'll go see
about putting on
some more wood.

Excuse me.

Mind if I put
some more wood
on the stove?

Never heard
a man complain

of someone else
doing his work.

Thank you.
How long till we
get to Rochester?

Well, the way
we're running,

we should hit
the switch at Mankato
ahead of schedule.

Course, you
and the missus
and the little'un

will want to
rest up tonight.

No, no. We're going
straight through.

Hmm,
straight through.

That would make it
another 3 hours.

Thank you.

Be another 3 hours.

[Train whistle blows]

Doctor: You have very
pretty eyes, young lady.

Thank you.

You don't feel
pretty now, do you?

No, sir, but
I'm not hurting
very much,

if that's what
you mean.

But you're hurting
more than you let
your parents know.

Is that right?

Yes, sir.
I guess so.

The main thing is,

from now on,
you tell me
everything.

No secrets.
Agreed?

Okay.

Now then, we're
going to put you
in this wheelchair.

There we go.

And nurse Johnson
will take you
to your room.

Doctor?

Yes?

Am I really
very sick?

Yes, you are, Mary.

Do I have to have
an operation?

Yes, Mary.

Thanks--thanks
for telling me.

Everyone seems afraid
to talk about it.

Well, they're--they're
just trying to be kind.

But you know, now.

I'll see you
in a little while.

Ask Mr. and Mrs. Ingalls
to come in, please.

Yes, sir.

Mary.

I'm fine, ma.

Dr. Mayes
just examined me.

Dr. Mayes would like
to see you both
in his office.

Room 11.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

We'll come down
and see you

as soon as we
talk to the
doctor, all right?

Okay.

We'll go right in.

[Knock on door]

Oh, Mr. and Mrs.
Ingalls?

- Yes, doctor.
- Come in, please.

Your Dr. Baker
is to be
commended.

He was right to
send your Mary
to us early.

He said she
had some kind
of an infection.

A paratiflitic
abscess, to be
precise,

but that's just
a long name

for a terrible
stomach ache

that's going to
get worse unless
we do something.

Then you're going
to have to operate?

We have to drain
the infection.

Now, after that, what
we do is determined
by how she responds.

How dangerous
is it?

I'm not going
to lie to you.

No operation is easy,

especially
in the presence
of infection.

But your daughter
is strong,

and above all, you
got her here in time.

When...

When will it be?

Tomorrow morning.

But first of all, I have
to have your consent,

and then you have
to make financial
arrangements

with Mr. Benson,
who handles all
the hospital business.

Of course you have
our consent.

And I'll talk
to Mr. Benson
right away.

Can we talk to Mary?

Uh, just for
a little while.

I want her
to be well rested
for the morning.

We won't be long.

If you're worried
about telling her,
don't be.

She knows.

You'd be proud
of her, you know.

She's, um, she's
a brave young lady.

Thank you.

Thank you, doctor.

You can only stay
a few moments.

- Thank you, nurse.
- You're welcome.

- Hello.
- Hi.

Hey, sweetheart.

Pa...

Did the doctor tell you?

Yeah, he told us.

The nurse told me this
is the finest hospital

in all of Minnesota.

Well, it is.
Dr. Mayes is the
best doctor, too.

I--I'm glad you know.

I didn't want you
to worry.

Now, don't you
worry about us.

You just do what
the doctor tells you.

Your ma's right.

They don't want us
to stay very long.

They want you
to get your rest.

We'll come back
and see you soon.

I love you.

I love you.

Rest well, darling.

Thank you.

We'll be back soon.

Okay.

Thank you, Mr. Ingalls.
And here's your receipt.

Thank you, sir.

And you understand
the room rent is due

in advance
of each week.

Use of the operating
room, medicines,

and special nursing care

is, of course,
additional.

Your...prices are
a lot higher

than Dr. Baker
led me to expect.

Well, this is now
a private institution,
Mr. Ingalls,

finest equipment
and staff this side
of Boston,

and that takes money.

Yeah, I'm sure
it does.

Our costs have
increased, Mr. Ingalls.

We have no choice
but to pass them
on to you.

When it
comes down to it,

you wouldn't want anything
less than the very best
for your daughter,

would you?

No, of course not.
I'll...

See to it that
I keep my bill
up to date.

Thank you.

Good day.

Hey.

I hope Mary's
getting more sleep
than you are.

So do I.

She's facing surgery.
She must be very
frightened.

Now, you listen
to me, all right?

She's in the best
hospital in Minnesota,

and she has the best
doctor in Minnesota.

She's in Dr. Mayes'
hands now.

Come on, now. She's
going to be fine.

Believe me, she's
going to be fine.

I know.

I know she is.

How's she doing?

Her pulse is steady.

Good.

Give her
a little more.

This is going
to take a while.

[Clock ticking]

How is she?

She's doing as well
as can be expected.

There was a great deal
more infection than
I anticipated,

but otherwise,
it went very well.

Then she'll be fine.

Well, after the abscess
drains, the fever
stays down.

We should know
in 10 days, two weeks.

Can we see her?

Well, you can look in.

It's likely that
she'll be drowsy
for a while,

but go ahead.

Thanks so much,
doctor.

Dr. Mayes said
that she came
through it very well.

Well, your daughter's
a very good patient.

She looks
awful pale.

Please don't worry,
Mr. Ingalls.

She's doing very well.

Ma...

Pa.

Hey, we're right
here, sweetheart.

You can speak to her
for a little while,
but don't stay too long.

Right.

I hurt.

Charles:
Aw, I know you do,
but that'll pass.

You'll get well
real fast now.

[Groans softly]

[Groans]

Mary, do you want
anything?

Dr. Mayes says
you'll be able to
go home real soon.

I'll be glad.

So will your sister.
You'll be able

to do your share
of the chores, then.

[Groans]

Caroline:
That's all right.
Sleep now.

We'll see you later.

Okay.

Oh!

Ha ha ha!

Feel better?

I feel just plain
wonderful.

All that worry
for nothing.

You were worried,
too.

Oh, no, just
every minute,
that's all!

[Laughs]

Oh...

What's the matter
now?

Well, I must write
to Laura and Carrie,

and to grace
and Isaiah--

no, no, no. You're
not going to write

while I'm standing here
starving to death.

Well, I suppose
I could do it later.

I got a better idea.
Why don't we send
a wire,

then you and I
go to supper,

and we celebrate?

- It's a very good idea.
- It's a good idea?

Very good. Ha ha ha!

Come on.

Thank you.

Can I help?

Oh, I'm just
about finished.

Sorry I didn't
come home sooner.

I would have,
but I stopped by
our place.

No mail today?

No. No mail.

How was everything
at your house?

It looked so empty.

House looks...

Lonesome.

I know somebody else
who's lonesome.

You miss them a lot,
don't you?

Yes.

I was hoping that
there'd be a letter.

Maybe tomorrow.

You don't suppose
that something happ--

I suppose
that everything...

Is just the way
it should be.

Until we hear
different,

there's no point
in borrowing trouble.

I've had these
awful dreams.

Oh, forget them,
Laura.

Dreams are just things
that you make up
while you're asleep.

[Door opens]

What's the matter?

Well, I, um...
I got some news.

Man come over
from Springfield with
one of them telegrams.

It's from Charles.

Well, what's it say?

I don't know.

Well, what is it?

It's good news.

It's the best ever,
Laura.

"Operation successful.

Should all be home
within the week."

Hooray!

Isaiah, you ought to
learn how to read.

[Laughing]

[Isaiah hums]

[Charles and Caroline
laughing]

Oh!
Ha ha ha!

I hope this lets up
before we have to
take Mary home.

Stop worrying.
We have two days
for it to clear.

My goodness,
I don't think
she'd mind.

[Giggling]

Mary. Where is she?

Didn't they tell you
at the desk?

No one told us
anything.
Where's Mary?

Where's
Dr. Mayes?

He's in his surgery.
He's waiting
for you there.

[Knock on door]

Doctor,
what happened?

Mary's fever
went back up.

She went into
convulsions.

Convulsions?

Now, don't worry.
She's stabilized.

We've checked
the fever.

The worst part
is over.

She was
doing so well.
What happened?

The drainage was
just not enough.

We're going to have
to operate again

and remove
the diseased tissue.

- Oh, Charles.
- When?

Dr. Mayes:
I can't say.

Mary is a very
weak girl right now,

and I don't know
how long it'll be

before she's
strong enough.

3 weeks, a month,

maybe even longer.

Mr. Ingalls,

I know that there's
a financial problem here,

and, well, you don't
have to worry about my fee.

But I can't practice
in this hospital

without a clearance
from Horace Benson.

I'll talk to him
right now.
Is he in his office?

Yes, but...

A word of caution.

I've already tried
to reason with him.

Yeah.

Why don't you stay here
with Dr. Mayes?

Mr. Ingalls,
this hospital
is for paying patients.

This would hardly
cover her bill.

I know that,
Mr. Benson.
That's, uh...

That's why
I'm giving you
my personal note.

I'm going to go home
and sell my farm,

and I'll pay
that bill.

I've told you before,
it is not the policy

of this institution
to extend credit.

I'm not talking
about credit.

I'm talking about
my daughter's life.

I'm sorry.
You don't understand.

I do understand,
and you're not sorry.

But you're going to be
if you don't sign this.

I'll pay you, Mr. Benson.
I swear to god I will.

Please.

I'll expect payment
at the end of the month,

or the board will
overrule this paper.

You'll get your
payment.

I wish I didn't
have to go.

She's going
to be all right.

She's got
a lot of spunk.
She's strong.

She's going
to be all right.

- I love you.
- I love you.

[Thunder booms]

Springfield.
One way, please.

There'll be a two-hour
layover in Mankato.

Yeah, I know.

4 minutes
to train time.

Thank you very much.

Aboard!

All aboard!

[Steam whistle]

Whoa!

Thank you very
kindly for the ride.

Isaiah!
It's Charles!

- Charles.
- Oh, Charles,

you should have
let us know.

The children were
planning a big welcome
home for Mary.

Well, Mary and Caroline
didn't come back with me.

What, something
go wrong?

Yeah. Soon as Mary's
got her strength back,

she's going to have to
have another operation.

Oh, no.
Oh, the poor child.

I'll tell you
all about it when I come
over to see the children.

Right now I got to
talk to sprague.

Oh, you can't.

Bank's closed.

Two years of bad crops.
Sprague pulled out.

What about Hanson's?
I didn't see the mill
working.

Working about
one day a week now.

He's over there now.

I'll talk to him,
then.

I'll go with you.

I wish I could help.

Look, Mr. Hanson,
I'm not looking to make
a profit with the place.

I'll sell you the land,
the house, the barn,

even my equipment,
my tools, for any
money you can give me.

I can't buy
your farm, Charles.

I don't know anyone
in hero township who can.

All I've got in my safe
is paper--

accounts receivable,
notes, all overdue.

Look...could you
loan me some
traveling money?

If I can't
sell the farm,
I got to get a job.

The railroad's
hiring, but I can't
get on the payroll

if I can't
get there.

I wish that
I could do more.

I appreciate that
very much.

Thank you.

Good luck.

Going to have supper
with us, ain't you?

I'd like to.
I just can't
spare the time.

Going to see
the girls?

Yeah. I'll probably
get my gear first,

stop by your place,
say good-bye to them,

and get on that train,
head west.

How much money
you going to need,
Charles?

That's hard to say.
I don't know how long

Mary's going to be
in the hospital.

You got a lot
of friends here,
Charles.

They'd all like to help.
Maybe if I talk to them--

ah...

They've given
all the money
they can.

I'll work it out.
I'll get the job.

I'll see you
at your place.

What's wrong?

Money. Charles needs
a bunch of it.

He was trying
to get Hanson
to buy his farm.

Oh, no!

Getting a job
with the railroad.

Wish there was
something we could
do to help him.

Well, I better
close up early.

We ought to be
at the house
to say good-bye.

Yeah.

- Hey, darling.
- Pa!

Ha ha! My girls.

Oh, good to see you.

I'm so glad
to see you.

Same here.

I wish you didn't
have to go away
again.

So do I, darling,
but I have to.

Besides, the sooner
I go, the sooner
I'll get back.

Before you know it,
mom and Mary'll
be home, too.

We'll all be together.

Carrie:
Can I go with you?

Afraid not
this time, darling.

But I tell you what.

When we get back,
we'll have a big
picnic.

The whole family,
all right?

Even Jack?

Well, sure, Jack.

It wouldn't be
a picnic without
him, would it?

Laura:
Pa...

Just being home...

All of us...

Will be picnic enough.

We will be, too.
You wait and see.

Now, come on.
Let me say good-bye
to the Edwards.

- Where you going?
- Going with you.

We talked it over.
It's what we both want.

Figured the money'd
be coming in
twice as fast

with both of us
working.

It'll be our gift
to Mary.

Ain't no way
you can say no,
so don't.

I put a lunch
in Isaiah's pack.

It's enough
for both of you.

Thank you.

Well, you best
say your good-byes.
It's time we was going.

Help your mama,
now.

Take care.

You be good. You
mind your sister,
all right?

Love you.