All language subtitles for Bonanza.S03E29.DVDRiP.XViD-NODLABS_prob3

Stop worrying, Pa.
They'll be home in time.

Pretty rough weather out there.

Wonder if that coffee's
still hot.

Want some?

Yeah, thank you.

Hop Sing did a great job
with that cake, didn't he?

Yeah.

"Happy birthday, Hoss."

You know, I can never picture
Hoss being a baby.

Well, for your information,
young man,

he was a fine, strapping boy.

Look, if you're gonna
worry about them,

I'll go out and look for them.

Oh, I'm not worried.

I-- They'll be here.

They'll be here.

Why don't you go upstairs
and rest?

Y-You must be tired.

Yeah, and what are you gonna do?

I got plenty
to keep me busy down here.

You're not just gonna sit here
and worry, are you?

Oh, no. Now, go on.

All right, I'll be reading
in my room.

Take your coffee with you.

Yes, sir.

Happy birthday, son.

Your son, Inger, my love.

So long ago and so far away.

♪ Ch, if ♪ was a cassowary ♪

♪ From the plains of Timbuktu ♪

♪ What would you do?
What would you do? ♪

♪ ♪ 'd lay some eggs
all filled with whiskey ♪

♪ And get drunk as a kangaroo ♪

♪ Good for you, good for you ♪

♪ Oh... ♪

♪ If ♪ was a tavern keeper ♪

♪ From the Sangamon Valley
so blue ♪

♪ What would you do?
What would you do? ♪

♪ I'd line the pretty girls
up on Main Street ♪

♪ And kiss the ones
dressed in calico ♪

♪ Good for you, good for you. ♪

Gunnar, you're a Hoss.

That's what he is, boys--
he's a Hoss!

A horse?

You call me a horse?!

Not a horse, you crazy Swede--
a Hoss.

That's smoky mountain for a big
man with a-a right pleasant way.

Oh, then that's good, huh?

Then, I be "Hoce."

Hoss!
Hoss!

Hoss Borgstrom!

Another round of drinks, boys.

Anytime a man gets a new name,

that calls for another round
of drinks.

Well, what'll it be, stranger?

Whiskey or ale?

Nothing.

I'd like some information.

Information?

What kind of information?

I was wondering
where I could find some work.

I'm afraid you've come
to the wrong place, friend.

It's been a bad year.

Lots of these local boys
looking for work.

Do any kind of job.

I... I got a sick boy out there.

You might try that sawmill
at the edge of town,

but, uh, I'm afraid
you won't have much luck.

Well, I'll try there.

Thanks.

Hey, you!

Maybe that'll help you
get out of town, huh?

Hey!

Isn't that enough?

Or would, uh, ten cents
make you move faster, huh?

Gunnar, you're a bad
judge of men.

You're too extravagant.

You can tell
by just looking at him

that he's only worth a nickel.

No!

No, no, no, no.

Today, I feel generous.

Here's a dime, mister.

Come and get it.

All right, hold it!

All of you!

Gunnar, you and the rest
quiet down

or I'll throw you out myself.

You, come here.

Well, you handled yourself
pretty well.

I'd have cracked their heads
together myself.

I could use a man like you
around here.

Do odd jobs, clean up,
occasionally throw somebody out.

I'll pay you a dollar a day
and food.

How about it?

When do you want me to start?

It's up to you.

I'll be back.

Oh, just a minute.

Uh, you can probably use this.

I'll be back.

How are you feeling now, Adam?

My head still hurts, Pa,
but I'm getting hungry.

Well, that's a good sign.

That shows
you're getting better.

Pa, are we gonna eat soon?

Yeah, son, yeah.

Yeah, I'll-I'll go get
something to eat.

I'll be, I'll be right back.

Thank you, Mrs. Nielsen.

I hope your daughter
likes the fabric.

Good afternoon.
Can I help you?

Uh, yes, I, uh...

Some milk and bread.

You have a container
for the milk?

No.

Oh, it's-it's all right,
I'll loan you one.

You can return it later.

I-I have not seen you before.

You must be a stranger in town.

Yes, I'm...

Would you happen to know of
a room that I could rent cheap,

where they don't object
to children?

So, you have children?

A five-year-old boy.

And your wife, she is with you?

No, my boy and I are alone.

Well, there is a Mrs. Miller

who has a boarding house
across the street.

It's not very elegant,
but it's clean,

and I'm sure she won't object
to a little boy of five.

Uh, how much will that be?

Ten cents should do it.

Would you, uh-- Do you have
anything for a fever?

Oh, you are not feeling well?

Oh, it's not for me.

Pa?

Adam, I told you
to stay in the wagon.

Now, come along.

Pa, I'm not feeling so well.

My goodness, child,
your head feels warm.

Open your mouth,
let me see your throat.

Oh, it is not bad.

Just a little on the pink side.

It's a thing of the throat
children get.

Oh, wait a minute.

I have something for that.

Ah.

W-What is it?

It's salt pork and onions.

Don't laugh--
it's an old Swedish remedy.

I'm sure it will help.

When you get to
the boarding house,

ask Mrs. Miller to heat it.

Well, how-how much will this be?

Nothing. It's for the boy.

I-I don't need charity.

I'm not offering you charity.

I'm-I'm offering you
medicine for your boy,

'cause I happen
to like children.

Good-bye, Adam.

I hope you feel better.

Thank you, ma'am.

Come on, Adam.

Good afternoon, Inger.

How's business?

Business is fine,
thank you, Mr. McWhorter.

Oh, is it?

I thought it was a little slow.

The town's not doing
so well these days.

Oh, he's just some drifter.

I gave him a job
cleaning out the stable.

Oh, well, let's hope he does
a good job of it, then.

Now, when am I gonna
get my answer?

I gave you your answer,
Mr. McWhorter.

I'm not ready
to get married yet.

Oh, come now, Inger.

You're not gonna keep me
waiting forever, are you?

Well, I'm sorry
if you object to waiting.

Well, I don't mind waiting
for something I want.

You do believe in getting
what you're after, don't you?

Well, I always have.

At least, I have up till now.

I'd also be very grateful
if you heated this up for him.

Oh, the poor little boy.

Of course.

You can come down for it
in just a few moments.

Thank you, Mrs. Miller.

Well, my goodness,

you certainly didn't waste
any time finishing that up.

I sure wish there'd been
some jam with the bread.

Yeah, well, it filled up
the cavity.

And tomorrow,
we'll have some real food, huh?

Sure, Pa.

Pa?

Yes, son?

Pa, did you have anything
to eat?

Oh, I'll, I'll have something
to eat later.

I'll go down and wait
for that medicine.

I wouldn't like
that medicine, much.

But that lady who gave it to us,
she was nice, wasn't she?

Yeah, yeah, she was real nice.

Again, Gunnar?

You are always emptying it,
little brother,

but you never help to fill it.

I have the right. Our father
left the store to both of us.

And he expected
both of us to run it,

not one of us to waste his time
and money at McWhorter's Tavern.

Don't tell me what to do.

I'm not made out
for a storekeeper.

What are you made for, Gunnar?

To drink, to play cards,

to spend your time
with your friends

talking of going off
to gold mines?

I am old enough not to take
orders from my sister.

I will do as I want.

Please, Gunnar, you are wasting
your life doing as you want.

We could make a success of the
store if you would work in it.

I will not work in it!

I told you I was cut out
for other things.

If you only would marry
McWhorter,

I could sell this stupid store!

The ground is rich
with gold in Canada!

And I've been hearing such tales
that makes my very skin crawl

and my hands itch
for the feel of it!

But you need money
for gear, for grub!

The boys and I sold everything
we had to McWhorter.

We've got all the money we need.

Me, I don't have any money.

But you have a store!
Sell it, man! Sell it!

McWhorter'll buy it!

It belongs half to my sister.

But it's all in your name,
isn't it?

Yeah, yeah, it's all in my name.

Then that makes it yours!

Canada's no place for the
softhearted, Gunnar.

You boys talking about Canada
again as usual?

Not just talking about it,
McWhorter.

We'll all soon be on our way.

All but you, eh, Gunnar?

What about my offer?

That'll get you there
and beyond.

You know why I can't sell you
the store.

Why not?! Aren't you man
enough to handle your sister?

I'm man enough...
and you know it!

It's Inger. She's as stubborn
as my father was.

All she needs is a husband.

Wouldn't you like
to tame her, McWhorter?

He asked me if he could play it.
I said it was all right.

What are you doing here?

I'm giving your son
his medicine.

I knew you'd be busy.

I can take care of my son.

Well, I'm sure you can,

but not while you're working
all day.

Miss Borgstrom,
I had to accept your medicine.

That doesn't mean I can't run
my own affairs.

But Mr. Cartwright,

why are you so against anyone
helping you?

Adam, I don't ever want you
to play this again.

Do you understand?

Yeah, he told me
about the music box.

Did it belong to his mother?

Yes, it did.

He's better.

His throat is better.
His fever seems less.

But I think he should continue
with the medicine.

I... I was gonna come by
the store

as soon as I cleaned up a bit.

I don't mean to be ungrateful.
It's just...

You know,
without that dirty beard,

your face looks quite nice.

In fact, if you wore a smile on
it sometimes,

it might be quite
an attractive face.

You know, I think you could use

a good meal yourself,
Mr. Cartwright.

As soon as Adam is asleep,
come to my house for dinner.

It's right next to the store.

You know, Pa,
she's a real nice...

I know, son.

She's a real nice lady.

Well, young fella, let's finish
up this medicine.

There we are.

The food is not much.

Oh, it's been very good.

The winter has been hard
all through Illinois.

Not as hard as those farmers
when it comes

to paying their bills.

They will pay their bills,
Gunnar. They are honest people.

Honest people who want
everything on credit.

Please, Gunnar, we have a guest.

Oh, this looks wonderful.

And I do thank you
for your hospitality.

Have you been
a long time on the road?

Yes.

Yes, we haven't come too far in
the amount of time it's taken.

Four years to get
from New England to Illinois.

Four years?

But surely it should not
take so long.

Well, we weren't on the move
all the time.

We made quite a few stops.

You have to have funds
to keep going.

Yeah, a man can go nowhere
without money.

You, uh, you say you came
from New England.

What did you do there?

I was a seaman most of my life.

I wound up a first mate.

When I got married, I opened up
a ship Chandler's shop,

outfitting ships.

Then when my wife died,

my boy and I set out
to build a new life.

Why didn't you go back to sea?
There's a life for a man!

It's pretty hard to raise a boy

when you're off at sea
most of the time.

I'd always had a dream
about the West.

It's a new country, it's big.

I-I wanted to be a part of it.

To build, to grow things.

Yeah, yeah,

that was just like my father.

He had a dream
of a new land, too.

Where did it get him?

A dirty store
on a prairie crossroad.

He worked till
the sweat poured off him,

and all he had when he died was,
uh, that store.

But his dream of a new land,

at least he never gave that up.

What do I care
about a storekeeper's dream?

That is your sin, Gunnar.

It is a sin to not care.

Don't tell me what's a sin.

Don't preach to me all the time.

I'm sick of listening to you.

I'm sorry, Mr. Cartwright.

This was no way
to treat a guest.

It's been a wonderful evening.

I-I haven't enjoyed one
like this for such a long time.

I... I really should be going.

I left Adam with Mrs. Miller.

I-I hope...
I hope we will be friends.

Thank you.

Good night, Miss Borgstrom.

Good night, Mr. Cartwright.

The fox grapes are sweet.

Everything around here is sweet.

The air,

the water,

the company.

You, uh, you have a big spot
of purple on your chin.

All right?

What are you looking at?

There's so many places

I might have passed through
on my way west.

I might have missed you.

Well, I am a very large
peasant woman, Ben.

It would be hard to miss me.

You're a very beautiful
peasant woman.

Oh, nay, my nose is too long,
and my hands are rough.

You're fishing for compliments.

Well, I hope I do better with
those than with the catfish.

Oh, you leave those to Adam.

He's a pretty good fisherman.

He's a fine boy, Ben.

Yes.

It was nice of you to ask us
to share a picnic with you.

Well, it's Sunday, isn't it?

A man deserves a rest
after a long week's work.

We have a river
in Sweden like this Sangamon.

Cold from the snows
on the mountains.

When we were children,
my brother, Gunnar, and I

used to run along the banks
picking strawberries.

Eating them until we were sick.

You have a head full
of happy memories, haven't you?

And you?

Some good and some bad.

You, uh...

You loved your wife very much,
didn't you?

Yes, I...

I loved her very much.

Inger?

Ah.

Here you are.

I've been looking
all around for you.

Why? Is there anything wrong?

Get back to town right away.

But it is Sunday.

The store is closed.

Mr. McWhorter came around
in his new carriage

asking for you.

I did not tell Mr. McWhorter
I would go riding with him.

No.

But you, uh, go off on a picnic
with a penniless drifter.

Gunnar.

Gunnar, wait a minute.

You stay out of this.

I'm trying to tell you there's
nothing to be angry about.

I'll tell you something.

You stay away from my sister.

Gunnar, you are my brother,
not my father.

You be quiet.

I do what is best for you.

You do not run my life.

You get back to town.

Oh, Ben, I'm sorry.

He is...
he is young and unhappy.

And very angry.

With me.

Hello, Gunnar.

Did you tell your sister
I was looking for her yesterday?

Yeah, I tell her.

Well, come on, man, tell me--
what'd she say?

My sister is a stubborn woman,
Mr. McWhorter.

You're the man in the house,
aren't you?

Since your father's gone,
it's your job

to see that things go right
for your sister.

Yeah.

And I want them
to go right for her.

It was our father's wish
that I watch out for her.

Watch out for her?

How, by seeing her waste away
in that store across the street?

Mr. McWhorter,
if I sell you the store

and Inger still
doesn't marry you,

what happens to her then?

What, not marry me?

Why, I've got everything
in the world to give her.

The richest man in the county.

I could help you, too.

Me?

I don't need help.

Oh, it takes money to go
to the goldfields, Gunnar.

Lots of it.

Now, I could help
a brother-in-law--

Give him all the money he needs.

So you tell her, Gunnar--

Tell her how good I'd be
for the both of you.

Then you'd be better off
without that stranger around.

Stranger?

That man you have
working for you.

My sister went on a picnic
with him yesterday.

With Cartwright?

She's seeing him,
and I think she likes him.

Cartwright,
I want to talk to you.

Yes, Mr. McWhorter.

It's about Inger Borgstrom.

Yes?

I'm going to marry her.

I didn't know.

She didn't tell me
anything about that.

And I don't want
some shiftless drifter

hanging around her.

Well, Miss Borgstrom
tells me that...

Well, I am telling you.

And here's something else
I'm telling you.

There's no place
in this town for you.

That mean I'm fired?

That's exactly what it means.

Here, drifter.

Maybe you're not too proud
to take that now, huh?

Ben! Ben!

I want to talk to you.

Ben Cartwright, the least
you can do is listen to me.

Why?

So you can tell me
you're going to marry McWhorter?

Marry McWhorter?

Who told you
that ridiculous story?

McWhorter did,
just before he fired me.

And you believed him?

Why shouldn't I?

Is... is that why
you're moving again?

Did you hear me, Ben?

There's nothing for me
in this town.

There's no future here.

So, what will you do,

go glowering through the world
the rest of your life?

What becomes of Adam?

He'll be all right.

I'll take care of him.

Can you?

Look, Ben, listen to me.

How much longer can you go on
drifting this way,

running away
from your memory of Elizabeth?

She has nothing to do with it.

She dwells over your head
like a cloud.

She's in... she's in your voice,
in your... in your heart.

Well, she's dead, Ben.

You can't carry her with you
for the rest of your life.

It's my life.

It's my business.

I... I have a better answer
than that.

A... a simple solution.

You... you could come to work
for me in the store.

If your stubborn pride
will let you.

I don't need your help.

I don't need any woman's help.

I'm man enough to stand
on my own two feet.

I'll tell you what I think,
Ben Cartwright.

I-I think you left...

you left your manhood behind
with your dead wife.

Pa, why did she run away?

I don't know, son.

No, I... I do know.

Hey! Inger, wait.

Inger...

I-I'd like to talk to you.

Talk?
What good will talking do?

Inger...

I... I want to do
as you suggest.

I... I'll work in the store.

Oh, Ben, that's wonderful.

Inger, I...

I'm not a rich man.

I have a young son.

But I do have a dream.

A big dream.

If only I could ask you
to share it with me.

Oh, ask me, Ben.

Ask me.

Uh, Inger, I...

Inger...

Yes, Ben, I will marry you.

No, Ben.

What will people say?

What Will they think?

Well, people will say
that Miss Inger Borgstrom

is going to marry
Mr. Benjamin Cartwright!

There are no more
customers, Ben,

so I am going home
to fix supper. All right.

Would you, uh, pick Adam up
at Mrs. Miller's?

Yes, I will, and I'll
bring him along with me.

Hurry. I'm an impatient woman.

Oh, Ben.

Um, would you mind very much

seeing if Gunnar
would come to supper?

He has not eaten
with us for days.

Inger...

you think Gunnar
resents Adam and me

eating with you all the time?

I think he resents me
working here.

And I know he
resents me loving you.

Don't be angry with him, Ben.

He is my brother,
and I do love him.

Even though he is young
and sulks.

All right.

All right, I'll try
to bring him along.

Oh, but don't have
an argument with him

if he does not want to come.

Why, I'll be
as gentle as a lamb.

Thanks, Gunnar.

You won't regret this.

Gunnar.

Say, you look like you
could use a good meal.

Why don't you
come along home with me?

I'm not going home.

Stay away from me, drifter.

Well, your sister's
kind of worried about you.

She'd like you especially
to come home tonight.

I told you I'm not going home.

I'm going to the goldfields.

Of course you're going
to the goldfields, Gunnar.

But you're not going tonight.

He's telling the truth,
Cartwright.

And I have the money, too.

We just made a business deal.

That's right-- a business deal!

I sold him the store.

You what?

You had no right.

He had every right.

His father left the deed
in his name,

and I kept it in my safe.

Now I own the shop.

You did this to your sister.

How could you?

She'll get half the money.

For years, your sister
supports you, and you do this?

Don't preach to me!
Leave me alone.

You give him back that money
and get back the deed.

Maybe without the store,
he won't be so anxious

to marry your sister,
eh, Gunnar?

McWhorter, you're right.

You don't want my sister.

You just want the store.

Gunnar... Gunnar!
I'll kill you.

The boy's had too much to drink.

I'd better take him home.

Not in that condition.

You go ahead.
I'll take care of him.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

You don't seem to understand.

I said Gunnar sold the store.

Well, how can you
find that funny?

Oh, Ben, don't you see,
in a way, it is.

Ever since we decided
to get married,

I have been trying
to get up the courage

to do as Gunnar wanted
and sell the store.

Ben, now we can go west.

We can find that dream of yours.

We can build
what you always wanted.

But-but you mustn't
do this for me.

How could I build anything
on your sacrifice?

Sacrifice?

To have found a purpose?

A place in life with you?

You-you're so...

Inger...

I-I know how you feel
about Gunnar, though.

Ben, I love you.

You are my life now.

It is time for Gunnar
to make his own way.

Oh, don't you see, my love?

This is the way it should be.

Oh, Doctor, come in.

What is it?

I have your brother here,
Miss Borgstrom.

I'm afraid he's badly hurt.

Bring him in the bedroom.

Quickly.

How badly hurt is he?

You should know, Cartwright.

When will you be back, Doctor?

When I finish my rounds.

And what can I do meanwhile?

Well, not very much I'm afraid.

Just, uh, keep him quiet.

You know, with a fractured
skull, we can't tell

when he'll regain consciousness.

But I'll be back.

Ben, how could you?

I don't understand.

You fought with him, didn't you?

The doctor says
you almost killed him.

I hit him, yes.

You hit him?

Ben, I thought
the anger was gone.

I thought when you said you
loved me the anger would go.

I-I didn't hit him in anger.

I-I didn't hit him that hard.

And now he is lying in that room

and he may be dying.

Inger, please...
Ben, don't.

Please, go.

There's something
terribly wrong here.

You must believe me.

Adam,

you lie down for a little while.

Stay here with Ms. Inger.

Pa, what happened
to Uncle Gunnar?

I don't know, son.

But I'm gonna find out.

Good evening, Ms. Borgstrom.

Oh, yes, Constable.

Mr. McWhorter told me what
happened to your brother.

It's a terrible thing.

How is Gunnar?

We, uh, we don't know yet.

I'm sorry to be bothering you,

but I thought the sooner
you proffered charges,

the sooner I could
arrest that man, um...

Cartwright is his name,
isn't it?

Yes, that is his name.

But there will be no charges.

No charges?

If your brother dies, this man
Cartwright is a murderer.

And if Gunnar recovers,
he should be punished anyway.

I said there will be no charges.

Ma'am, you're making a mistake.

This Cartwright fella
should be in jail.

Good night, Constable.

Good night, ma'am.

Ms. Inger?

Yes, Adam.

Ms. Inger, that man,

he said my pa should be in jail.

Is my pa bad?

Poor darling.

No he is not bad.

He may get angry,
and do a bad thing.

But, no, Adam,

he is not bad.

McWhorter?

What did you do to Gunnar
after I left?

I sent for the doctor
and they took him home.

Now, Gunnar wasn't hurt,
not as he is now,

when I left him here.

You listen to me, Cartwright.

If you had any sense,
you'd get outta town

before they pick you up.

I'll get out of town
after I find out the truth.

Well, what do you
want me to do about it?

I want you to tell Inger
what happened...

Get your hands off me.

McWhorter, I want you
to tell Inger what...

There's no need
for any fighting.

All I want is the truth.

And I want you...

Ms. Inger?

Yes, Adam.

Is my Pa coming to get me?

Yes, Adam, he will.

Do you love my Pa?

Yes, Adam, I do.

Then why did you send him away?

Oh, Adam, it's something

I just can't explain.

Go to sleep now, hmm?

Now...

what happened to Gunnar?

I'll tell you nothing.

Ben.

How's Gunnar?

I think he's
going to be all right.

I gotta see him.

I gotta talk to him.

But the doctor said...

Gunnar.

Gunnar.

I thought he could
tell me the truth.

The truth?

But you said you hit him.

Yes, yes, I hit him.

In a moment of anger
I lashed out at him,

and I'm sorry for it.

But you believe
that I could do...

something like this to him?

What else can I believe?

I thought...

once...

you could believe in me

and my love for you.

You hit a man,

and love is lost.

Nothing to be done. Nothing.

Oh, Ben...

I want to believe you.

Not if you'll always
have doubts about me.

Either you love me
with all your heart...

or there's no love at all.

Oh, what shall I do?

What shall I do?

Ben?

Inger, Ben did not
do this to me.

Gunnar...

what happened after I left?

I remember falling to the floor.

After you left I...

started to get up,

and something hit me
on the head.

That's the last I remember.

McWhorter.

It must have been McWhorter.

He was the only one there.

Yeah...

but he'll never admit it.

Oh, Ben, does he
have to admit it?

If he doesn't...

how will you
ever know the truth?

You, you just told me, Ben.

You said if one loves,

one must love
with all one's heart.

I do, Ben.

I do love you with all my heart.

Oh.

Gunnar,

Ben and I would like to be
married soon.

Do we have your blessing?

I give the bride away, yeah?

Yeah.

Just you take care of my sister.

I'll take care of my wife...

and that will take care
of your sister.

I hope you find
what you're looking for.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

But at least I will have tried.

As for you Inger,

take with you my love
and grateful heart.

Good-bye, Gunnar.

You will be always
in my thoughts and prayers.

I hope you find your land, Ben,

and raise fine sons.

My friends
once called me Hoss,

which means a good man
with friendly face.

You are that, too, Ben.

When you and Inger
have a son, I...

I hope his friends
call him Hoss, too.

Good-bye, Adam.

You take good care of them, huh?

Good-bye, Uncle Gunnar.

Gunnar.

Hey, Pa.

Wake up, Pa.

Oh---...

Made it just in time.

Oh, what happened to ya?

Oh, old horse turned flip
with me. It ain't nothin'.

But you're not hurt bad, son?

Nah, just stowed up a little
bit, it ain't serious.

Oh, good.

Hey.
Where's Adam?

He's out there in the barn
putting up the horses.

Dog gone, Pa.

Looks good, don't it?
Sure is pretty.

Hey, you're not gonna cut
that cake without me, are ya?

Hey, happy birthday, brother.

Hey, what happened to your arm?

Nah, I just stowed it up
a little bit

hurrying home for this cake.

Well, there's nothing wrong
with the other hand,

go on cut the cake.
We've been waiting all night.

Wait till I light the candles.

I guess you did have
along night, huh, Pa?

Well, I had plenty
to think about.

So did I.

I had a whole lot to think
about, didn't I, Adam?

How good that cake
was gonna be when I got here.

But it was worth waiting for.

Yeah.

It was worth waiting for.

Well, make a wish.
Yeah.