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Dear Rob, I just asked Ms. Appleton to put us on the same team for the Spelling Bee since

with only two people in the fourth grade who can spell perspicacious our team is sure to win.

Dear Rob, the worst thing about being sick is not being able to see you or Totsie.

I'm so lonely and I'm only twelve and already I've missed a year of school and parties and everything.

As soon as Mama will let me out of this bed, I'll make up for it.

Dear Totsie, just now saying good night to Rob, he gave me my first real kiss.

I've waited months for him to get up the nerve and yet tonight he took me entirely by surprise.

Nothing ever seems as if it truly happens to me until I've shared it with you.

Darling Papa, Happy 1900.

While I'm grateful for the rare opportunity to attend college, after three years it's clear to me that these people can't begin to teach me all I want to know.

So why stay here any longer?

Dear's Mama, I have seen enough of the world, or at least the world without Rob. I'm coming home and will be married this summer.

Please don't say anything to him as I want to be the first to tell him.

You had a dream where I had one too.

I know mine's past past, it was a new move.

Come sweet, why tell me, now is the time.

You tell me your dream, I'll tell you mine.

I have something for you.

Mama, no, you've been so generous already with the China, the linens and the wedding.

My mother gave this to me on my wedding day.

She said every girl should marry with two rings, one from her husband and one from her mother.

And never forget which came first.

You're worth it. I love it. Thank you.

I can't wait to show Rob.

You tell me your dream, I'll tell you mine.

You tell me your dream, I'll tell you mine.

So, the prospective buyer sees this beautiful home.

The sign out from Sister Seo, $700, and choir with him.

So he goes inside and over to there.

He sees this beautiful foyer.

He says to himself, I'll find out.

This place says something of voice, as if from the walls calls out,

3500 square feet.

The house speaks to him, see?

Yes.

There's our little recipe today.

This dumps.

Rob.

I think I need to get a look at that baby.

Robert? Robert? Robert? Robert?

Oh, Rob.

Oh, this button is loose.

I'm going to have to fix this.

Let's go put it on another shirt.

Oh, no, no, no, you won't.

This is your best shirt.

Now, if you are going to approach Mr. Lawrence today with our

friend, I'm going to have to go to the house.

I'm going to have to go to the house.

Oh, Rob.

Oh, this button is loose.

I'm going to have to fix this.

Let's go put it on another shirt.

I'm going to approach Mr. Lawrence today with our talking house

idea.

You ought to be wearing your best shirt, don't you think?

You had a friend.

I will fix it.

Well, I had one of you.

I know mine's better.

Come in.

Just set it down right here, Annie.

And they go put the iron on.

Right now, and come right back from Mr. Steves' trousers.

It's one of my trousers.

There's no crease.

Go on, Annie. Go on.

Bess.

Rob, you can't talk to Mr. Lawrence without a crease in your trousers.

Call him, tell me, sweetheart.

Take your pants off.

Now is the time.

Take your pants off, honey.

You too, me.

Rob, I got to sew on your shirt.

I got to sew on your shirt, Rob.

I can't do this.

Hands off on your shirt.

If the lights come on, every time the bar walks in your room,

the lights come on like magic.

See, we got a message from the system.

Dearest Mama, you asked me the night before my wedding

if I had any questions.

I didn't then, but now I'm filled with them,

not of a physical nature, alone in the dark.

Rob and I are one.

It is daylight which destroys that balance.

Rob is my entire life, night and day, yet by day,

I become by the fraction of his.

He is driven by a sense of purpose that I can't share,

and I can't seem to grasp what my own purpose is.

Dearest Mama, am I the only wife to feel so wasted, so unused?

How I wish you could come to the baby shower, Totsies,

giving me.

Rob's mother and sister will be there,

yet somehow I can't imagine confiding these fears

to either Lydia or Mother's steed.

When I was anticipating Rob,

trying to slip unseen into a back pew on a Sunday,

but the preacher seemed to be with such a look

that I just turned round and round directly home.

Before the collection, I hope.

We had to drown our cat last week.

Pride and pride.

Come on, dear, but you cannot take any chances.

I know of three occasions when the cat

sucked the breath from a newborn.

Well, luckily Mother never let me have a cat.

Oh, that's lovely.

Thank you.

I'm the one who thoroughly enjoying my confinement.

No social obligations, no tedious evenings,

dancing and heels too high,

or so too tight.

I've never felt more free.

Why do you?

I still need the same thing just the other day.

Thearest thoughts, hey,

I can't wait for you to experience

this blissful isolation for yourself.

Confinement is not just for our pleasure.

For example, if you are out in public

and you see something unsettling,

that shock will mark your baby.

Oh, I remember my anticipations with such fondness.

It was just hours and hours of reading and crocheting

and tasting gooseberries.

My silver, my silver was never so well- polished

as when I was expected.

It's to help the baby learn to walk

when it's older, of course.

Jessica.

Take it.

I'm gonna plastively sit around

and power silver for the next four months.

Honestly, the way I'm shudded,

I think I suffered from leprosy, not maternity,

any I need you.

Why are men so upset by the sight of the natural outcome of love-making?

Why is this so embarrassing?

Rob, look at me.

Why is this so embarrassing?

What do you mean?

XA Bank says that women in Europe who are expecting...

they go everywhere,

museums or the concert, or dancing.

Nobody knows.

Mm-hmm.

God.

When you love to see England in the summer,

the moors of Cathy and Heathland.

And courts of Elizabeth.

Essex.

We did crazy in my perspectives.

Dear dear dear.

I said, floor abundance,

then hybrid teas, then grandi floors,

surrounded with bovers and galakas.

So, change.

Well, my mother always has a floor of bundles in the center, Matthew.

Just let me do it.

All right, I can do this.

This is my job.

I can dig a hole in your family.

I need to take your husband.

Mrs. Deed.

Yes, sir.

That was the...

Ors of the night.

If one more person tells me what a rich and full life she had,

I will end theirs with a fruit knife.

Where's Rob?

Inside.

Sure, mother's teed.

Her headache is not the onset of stroke.

Oh.

How could she leave me like this?

I'm not ready.

How can I have a baby without her?

I want to talk to you about your inheritance.

Oh, Bob, I don't want you to talk like that.

You don't leave it me for years and years.

No, yes.

Your mother had her own money, but she left to you.

Well, then I want to spend it all on a monument to her.

No, because you don't.

You don't understand.

I'm speaking about a considerable amount of money.

Your mother was a woman of independent means.

Why didn't she say she...

She never told me.

She was your mother.

Who knows why she ever did anything?

If I turn it down to work it out.

Rob, don't answer me now. Just think about it.

I gave you my answer.

My answer is this.

No, absolutely not.

Sweetheart, this is Miss Place Pride.

I'm your wife.

Yes, which is precisely why I can't take your money.

What about the partnership?

Best, don't you worry about the partnership, all right?

The partnership is my concern. I'll deal with it.

What if it wasn't a gift?

Don't.

What if it was a loan and investment in my husband's future?

Annie?

Annie, please come get the baby.

Yes, it's all right.

It's all right.

You have an opportunity to become a partner in your farm.

You could borrow the money from me now.

Oh, you could work for the next ten years and try to earn the fee above and beyond our living expenses.

I don't know.

You're the businessman.

Tell me which one you think is best.

Yeah, hello central.

Hey, folks, you got service?

You're serving?

I'm working in the church for a second.

Rob, you have a telephone.

Can I hold it?

To hate making sign on this day December 31, 1908, a loan of $20,000 was made to Robert Randolph-Stein

by his wife Elizabeth Alcott-Stein, to be repaid at the rate of $1,000 a year or 20 years.

My hands are up.

But I've shamed well, heart so well.

Retirely to our chamber.

It's impossible.

They will guess your condition and they will shudder and faint and never ever let you in.

They won't guess.

Yeah.

I would lace myself up real tight with my own gans and with the big peckler.

Your mom is incorrigible.

Yes, she is.

One day I will tell you stories.

This Mr. Davis.

He's a serious suitor.

Serious enough to invite me to his family man since Connecticut.

You didn't tell me.

I'm frightened, Miss. I think he's the one.

Well, what are you frightened of?

I'm afraid I'm going to breathe too hard and it'll all fall apart.

My hands will love your color.

But I've shamed well, heart so well.

Mrs. Exa Banks, Dallas Shakespeare Society.

I respectfully request the opportunity to apply for membership by reading at your next meeting

my first scholarly essay, An Appreciation of Lady Liffer.

Membership chair of Dallas Botanical Society.

Please accept my application for membership in your fine organization.

The accompanying madam plant here will as bushes are like here.

And would look charming planted in City Park.

Dearest Papa, life is a whirlwind here.

I'm so pleased that you'll be joining us for Thanksgiving dinner in our new home.

Robin can't wait to see you again.

I can't wait for you to meet your new little namesake.

Come on, come on, come on.

Start light and do drops are waiting for me.

Fessin'.

It's not like a puffer to be so late.

Oh, eh.

The sun's in the real world, heard in the day, loved by the moonlight of a past away.

All right?

Look, Beth. Celtic princesses.

I know they say you can't really appreciate family history unless you've traced your ideology yourself,

but honestly, I feel this is the best $24 I've ever spent.

I mean, this is the brass ring. It's the chance of a lifetime.

I thought the real estate was a chance of a lifetime.

A rich man dies as a state-taste-careless family, right?

What about the working man?

When he passes on, who takes care of his wife and kids?

St. Raw, baby, dantley.

Seriously, here is an opportunity to meet a real need in society.

Provide a hard-working bread when it would little peace of mind to keep a widow and her kids out of the poorhouse.

And turn it proudly.

Sure, why not? Help the work you made them put ourselves in tall cotton, too, man.

We start our own company. We'll be like pioneers in this business.

Y'all can move to Dallas, build a house, Lydia. There's a lot, not three blocks away, right, dumpts?

Yes.

The frightened will not make the horse track any faster.

It's just not a holiday till your parents get here.

It'll be the berries!

You good with the books? I can sell hell-fired Lucifer.

And with this money from St. Louis, who knows how far this thing could fly?

Thanks, sweetheart.

I was starting to worry.

Oh, it's so good to see you shake your whiskers off. Look at the hair.

A rogue from Honey Grove. Hello, Andrew.

I'm gonna drive. That's...

I'm not gonna meet Miss Mavis Bromley.

Hi, Nickers.

Mavis, what a pleasure to see you again.

Nickers?

We were croquet partners several years ago at the Gleason's, you remember?

And this would swing her mallet so hard her skirts would fly away, help her.

Give us all a peek.

We learnt some in the trick.

I love you truly, truly dear.

Life with its sorrows.

Life with its tears.

Fades into dreams when I feel you are near.

For I love you truly, truly dear.

Mmm...

I should have told you about the age difference.

It didn't want to be the bearer of bad news.

She makes him so happy.

How could that be bad news?

You're a good girl, Bess.

Mother Steve, please come live with us.

We have so much room now. Rob misses you.

The children need you.

Are you the only mother I have left?

I can't leave my home.

I slept in my wedding night.

I bore my children there.

I noticed my husband there too.

I can't leave all those memories.

But we're your family.

Dear Tazi, Mother Steve moved in with us

and promptly appointed herself oversee of my third pregnancy.

She's so protective she won't even let me step outside to my own garden

to collect rose hips for my daily facial steam.

Ever since ex-abags told me of the freedom and joy by expected women in Europe,

I can't help but dream about spending this confinement in a place so I'm confining.

Oh, he needs his encouragement.

You just sit him on the chamber pocket precisely the same time every day.

Well, the experts say that for the...

Well, experts, I have raised two children.

I just don't think he's ready yet.

Oh, Bess.

This great Robin will still be undiposed in his second birthday.

This is on the front doorstep for you.

Bess.

Oh!

You wanted to go to Europe?

You sweet darling, Paris

and I love you.

And Mother?

Me? To Europe?

I'd just be in the way.

You would not, Mother. Would you Bess?

Of course not.

Oh. Fine.

They're only five tickets.

I know. I'm not going.

We're just getting Midwestern life off the ground and I can't believe it.

I am not teasing you. I'm not teasing you.

I'm just going to go to Europe. Go.

See, the moors and the altar stones and I'll do everything you wanted to do.

Without you?

Don't. The truth is, once you're there, you'll hardly know that some not.

Am I right, Mother?

Darling Rob, although I miss you my love and yarn for your completion,

I thank you again for encouraging my independence and taking this trip without you.

Right often, please. No more letters dictated to your secretary.

My darling, I appreciate you writing your letters in long hand.

But are you sure your secretary is not still reading there?

When I write to you, we are as alone as we are in our bed.

But when I read your letters, I feel we are being chaperoned.

Well, I'm in so shy about saying things they are not the least bit shy about doing.

Dearest Rob, I have never been off American soil and yet setting foot in England,

I felt as if somehow I were coming home.

I only wish you'd been here to greet me.

I have not heard from you since we landed. What have you been doing to amuse yourself?

Please be specific as my imagination tends to run rampant at this distance.

How sad and beautiful.

I noticed that you are in mourning if I may ask.

It's nine years since my husband passed over.

I know they said sufficient to be six months and would as weaves, but I feel I owe him that respect.

I'm staying at the flood at least. They have a lovely tea room, perhaps.

Perhaps more.

My best.

Mother Steed, you make a formidable coke care.

You're a bad influence on me, best.

Aren't you glad? Did you see him kissing my hand?

I saw him kissing my hand.

Dearest Rob, not once have you lamented your loneliness to me,

but of course only a fool would read into that any implication of infidelity.

Why are women so afraid they risked their husband's affections by asserting their independence?

Everything in me is drawn to you, no matter how far I feel I roam.

I trust I have the same effect on you.

Damn, get the doctor.

Come on, squeeze my hand, please.

Damn, damn, damn.

I have to push.

Don't push, best. Don't do not push.

Best. When the doctor gets here, just push.

I have to push.

All right.

Just let me...

A very small push.

I have to push.

I have to push. I'm scared.

It'll take a second.

It'll take a second.

Is it there?

The blood.

No, it'll push.

Small push now.

I don't want to do this.

Small push now.

I don't want to do this.

Where are you?

Doctor!

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Anderson, we need a party at the same time.

We are.

We are.

We are.

We are.

We are.

Rob.

Mama.

We are.

I'm going to go on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on, sweet.

But tell me how is that fine?

Look.

You tell me how I dream.

I tell you how I dream.

Mr. and Mrs. Robert Stee proudly announce the birth of their first daughter, Elinor Elizabeth, aboard the USS Nuovo Mondo August 8, 1910.

Ronald gets to...

There's boys.

You get to wear Lacey Camosols and petticoats.

You can't wear them fast if petticoats are overpassed.

Oh, sweet.

Mrs. Banks, excuse me, Mrs. Banks, may I stick with you?

Please, Mrs. Stee, I can't talk right now.

Well, I've heard that Mrs. Gilly and Mrs. Ashton and Mrs. Hortonbors will be inducted into the Shakespeare Society next month, whereas I have been attending much longer. I am yet to receive my invitation.

Please, Mrs. Stee, I truly can't talk right now.

Uh-huh.

In a minute, Elinor, in a minute.

I've just had the operation.

The removal of my floating ribs.

Doctor says in six weeks,

I'll be skipping rope with my 14-inch waist, but at the moment, I can barely breathe.

I can't stand back.

Elinor!

Elinor!

Elinor!

Elinor!

Elinor!

Elinor!

Elinor!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Elinor!

Help me!

Elinor!

Elinor!

I'm sorry.

I had a hand, didn't she?

She just slipped away.

I'm so sorry.

What did the doctor say?

We just have to wait until she comes out of the coma.

Elin.

Elinor's daddy.

A beach is...

Come on, sweetheart, wake up.

Open your eyes for dead.

That's my girl.

Please, Ellen.

Please, Ellen.

Come on, sweetheart.

Come on, sweetheart.

Come on, sweetheart.

Mrs. Steed, why don't you go home and get some rest?

Listen to messenger if anything changes.

No.

Is that your show? No.

Bye.

Ellen, wake up.

Is that like...

We'll light.

Dear Mr. Feynman, thank you for your kind letter.

Let me assure you again in writing that my husband and I have no intention of pressing any legal charges against you.

My child ran directly in the path of your car.

No driver could have avoided the accident that followed.

I hold myself personally responsible.

When he had hurts, Ellen.

Now you're awake.

Sweetheart, don't move.

Rob!

Oh, sweetheart, you can see me breathing.

Rob!

She's awake. She's awake.

Don't move, Auntie.

Sweetheart.

Oh boy, do we miss you.

Doesn't hurt.

You won't give you a don't move, don't you?

Don't you?

Well, it doesn't appear to be any brain damage, but we're going to have to keep her completely immobile until her fractures heal properly.

And then there'll be a long rehabilitation process.

I missed you there. She may never fully recover.

Yes, she will.

Well, she'll have to learn to walk all over again.

She can do that.

How long will this take?

Six months. A year.

This.

I'll get you back to San Luis.

It's been over a week, and you know, this is a crucial time for a company.

It's a crucial time for a family.

I know, sweetheart.

But if I drop the ball in my Western life now, the company unfolds.

And with these hospital bills, we don't need the money.

Bob, I can't do this alone.

I have complete faith in you.

It's a shame about the war in Europe.

There's nothing to do with us.

Newspapers here are just using it to divert our attention away from the real war here at home.

The war against the demon rum.

Auntie, Auntie, it's a hole over there. You got to lift it higher.

Mama, I'm an ice cream.

I'll tell you, look.

With your lack of enthusiasm about the temperance.

Sweetheart, I'm busy.

God says, if you're not with us, you are...

Please, Mama.

Auntie, please just take him out of here.

Bob! Bob!

Miss!

Mama!

He's only a child.

Robin?

Robin.

Robin. I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry, Robin.

You're always mad all the time.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry, Liam.

Please forgive me.

You all I love, Ellen.

It isn't true. I don't only love, Ellen,

but I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry, Robin.

Mrs. Steve, let's just arrive.

Oh, I was in.

Thank you. Put it over there with the others, will ya?

Be a deer and give me a hand with the bed.

Oh, Mrs. Steeda, not to alter the pattern of the room.

No, respectfully, she's been struck by a call.

She'd been two weeks in a coma.

She's gonna be flat on her back for months.

The least we can do is give her the damn sky to look at.

Please help me with the bed.

Here we're gonna get this tickle guy.

And move it a whole lot.

Whole lot.

Tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle.

Dear Mr. Feynman, thank you for the beautiful gift basket.

We have missed the glorious end of summer being confined to this hospital room.

And we're delighted with the bounty of sunflowers.

Since Eleanor's accident two months ago, I've hardly stirred from this room,

having put aside all social and charitable obligations as Eleanor's recovery requires all my time and energy.

She's so brave.

It breaks my heart.

You wanna wake in summer? You got to give up.

Come on. You got to get up. Come on. You can do it.

Come on. Get up. Get up. Stay in here.

Yes. Yes. You up. Look at you. Look at you.

Oh, I'm staying.

We did quite a bit.

We're all...we lost our pumpkin.

My dear Mr. Feynman, if it were not for our correspondence, I sometimes think I might give in to despair.

Watching Eleanor struggle I overwhelmed by guilt.

I cannot talk about this with anyone in my family. Not even my husband.

You were the only person I can share my thoughts with,

but only you can truly understand the depths of my guilt.

I've never felt so alone.

There you go. There you go. What a good girl.

All right, sweetie. Look here. Dad is gonna be so sorry he missed this.

There you are. You did it. You did it.

All right, late. I'm late. Hey boys.

I got you, Stinden Kaiser.

Eleanor? Eleanor? Eleanor?

What happened? Did she fall? Eleanor? Don't move. Don't move.

Don't move. Don't move.

What happened?

I shot her. I'm an ally.

I shot her. You're not even playing the game right now.

You're not even playing the game right now.

You didn't buy yourself an automobile.

No ma'am. I bought you an automobile.

Me? Why don't you want this, Rob? It's a deadly, dangerous machine.

No, I'm not.

You're not.

You're not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

Why don't you want this, Rob? It's a deadly, dangerous machine.

Not my love. It's the perfect attitude. Come in here. I want to show you this machine.

It's got a two-speed transmission.

Planetary gears, 20 horsepower, single-fuly attitude, feet of mud.

I draw you've been through with Eleanor.

I thought you needed a nice gift. Happy Valentine's Day.

That's not what I need, Rob. I never see you anymore. You are never home.

That's why we're taking a trip. How's New York City's job?

Hmm? Just you and me?

We can go to Connecticut and visit Totsie and her husband. How's that?

Really? Really?

Really? Oh, Rob? Oh, Rob. Let's go now. I don't want to go back in the house.

We can't go now. I was thinking about the end of the month.

I got some business in heart from the 25th, so...

What?

Oh. Well...

I don't want to interfere with your business.

I don't want to interfere with your business.

What? Best, come back here.

Best...

Happy Valentine's Day.

Darling Totsie, how I have missed you since you married Dwight and traded Texas for Connecticut.

I've never been closer to anyone except Rob.

And that was back in the days when I was more ambitious for him than he was for himself.

I always thought marriage meant the merging of two lives,

but the only mergers that capture Rob's imagination now are the ones that show a growth and profit potential.

Dad!

Dad!

Daddy!

Oh, Dad!

Say, look at you!

You're getting younger!

You look like you stepped out of chemistry class.

Of course I do.

I always cried after Kim Class.

Totsie?

Oh...

I don't want to worry about it.

We are?

Just a moment.

I have been anticipating this Lone Star State reunion for weeks now.

At least you can do a show up with a little hard-tacking firewater.

I'm Rob Steeves.

Dwight Davis.

Beth?

How do you do?

Please.

Come in.

Oh, come on.

Beth, I can't believe you're actually here.

Oh, never can I.

I just have so much to tell you.

I don't know where to start.

How is Dallas Society still safe under the auspices of formidable Mrs. Banks, I trust.

Oh!

Exeter Banks is really very pleasant once you get to know us.

You're kidding me.

No, I like her.

Isn't he wonderful?

It's wonderful.

I believe that move was illegal, but it was wonderful.

No, no, Beth, that's loud. It's just that Dwight's had a little more experience involved with all this stuff.

I can tell you, he said much more time to play.

How is Elena?

Wonderful.

Just wonderful.

Good.

And the boys will end up scrapping all the time, then they'll defend in the western front.

My life is just filled with these children.

You wrote in your last letter, though you all were thinking of adoption.

Yes.

Although Dwight is less enthusiastic.

Impaled!

Best poor Mr. Flint.

He needs a consolation prize.

Oh, dear.

He's exhausted from work.

Since he started his own company, I don't believe that he has had five kids.

I had five consecutive hours of sleep.

I don't think they remember the last time I had five consecutive hours of homework.

Rob, tell us about your company.

Well, there's no one to tell.

Sweetheart, that's not true.

Where he started this company all by himself.

About three years ago, it's already turned into profit.

How impressive!

You're the macabre waiter in a living, don't you think?

Making book on who's shuffle off when?

Do I?

The man's got a point.

Although nobody cares much of the street sweep-reaver, so laugh to the parade.

That is so true.

Dwight, what is it that you do again?

Oh, don't take yourself personally.

I'm not, Rob.

I'm not taking it personally.

I just find it difficult to suffer a bore.

Treating us.

You, as if you're some head.

But we are one of the most prominent citizens in Dallas for goodness sakes.

Where he just lowers his money or was.

As if he has ever done anything in his life, aren't it?

I will never, ever understand what Toxie sees in this man.

His favorite name just paves the wood for him where he goes.

I would like to know what he has ever done in his life

to earn that kind of genuine flexion.

I thought that was supposed to be relaxing.

I am determined to give our children all the benefits of wealth and position,

if only to show them how meaningless it all is.

Let me get this straight.

You don't like Dwight.

But you want to raise our kids to be like Dwight.

Just so you can prove how meaningless it is to be Dwight.

I can't talk to you when you're like this.

I'm staming.

Don't know it.

Ron.

I just can make a woman with you.

Ron.

Oh.

Hello, dogs.

Hello, Robert.

I missed you.

I missed you too.

This past good Friday, when President Wilson declared America a war,

I, like all of you, I'm sure, was filled with a great sadness.

But also, the great longing.

Sadness, of course, and all the thousands of lives that will certainly be lost in this noble pursuit.

And longing to join those boys going over there,

to do my part from my country and the world.

So...

What do you mean?

What do you mean, too?

Miss Spanks,

I was such a wonderful speaker your husband is.

But we can march through the French countryside.

But we can provide the boots for those who do.

You must be very proud of him.

Yes.

And he must be very proud of you.

By the way, is the 12th convenient

convenient for the induction ceremony.

Seems to be fine for the other ladies.

We can't still hold blood for peace.

You were notified, or you...

We can't provide the medicine.

Oh, Beth, darling, I am so sorry.

I can't imagine how such an oversight you can make it, can't you?

Yes, it is.

By God, the horseshoes!

We can provide all that is needed to win this war.

And we can do it by buying war bonds.

I was thinking about Thursday, Margaret.

This crystal needs to be wiped down.

I want no fingerprints on the crystal.

This is the Shakespeare Society tonight.

Beth, the Ecumenical Society are coming for tea.

What about Thursday?

No, no, no. I have the Symphony Munch and On Thursday.

What about Friday?

Friday is the Botanical Society.

My husband will be with you presently.

And the Friday after that is my Red Cross day.

Mama, look!

For the party!

Tonight!

Oh, young ladies do not paint on their pantaloons.

You go upstairs and take them off.

Bring them down to the laundress and eat.

But it's Friday!

What you say, go on now.

How about Monday?

Mondays, because of this war, Mondays are meatless.

How can I serve lunch without meat?

And how can the orchestra come on Thursday?

Thursday is wheatless.

This is not near finished.

Joe, they'll be here in three hours.

This Thursday is wheatless. How can I cook lunch without bread?

I do hope that is your French,

and young man.

Mama, do we hang quarter people on checks?

No, we do not. What's that?

Uh-huh.

This is the book you read.

Rice.

Oh, I will never get used to this war.

I know.

Rice.

But we need a lot for breakfast!

See, you decide to clean the rocks.

I must have the beat, her.

No!

Annie, I want the girls to wear their peach uniforms tonight

to match the table ends.

There you are.

Where's my blue shirt?

At the table, that's why.

Miss Senna, I'll be with you presently.

Why do you not leave in again?

Well, they didn't party tonight.

The entire Shakespeare Society is coming to silence.

I'm wearing the best warbones.

I have to be an Oklahoma City in the morning.

How do you know how a poem this is to me?

The war is rather important to you, Bess.

Robert, I think you owe Bess an apology.

I'm sorry, Bess.

You're forgiven.

How about Tuesday?

Tuesday.

Tuesday.

Sorry.

Here you are, Thomas.

Thank you, Mrs. Steed.

You're an angel.

Oh.

It's so sweet.

Straight from God, the postal service.

How are all your several girlfriends?

Ripe and pine and just the way I like them.

Here.

Make up back.

That must won't even miss it.

Dennis, you are looking better today.

Thank you, Mrs. B.

Here, here's your thing.

I think you are the most popular person here.

I'm sorry, where was he stationed?

Oh, well, he weren't a soldier man.

He was run down by an automobile.

Cut himself in a corner.

We can't keep him here.

Not gonna need you.

Dearest Rob,

all this afternoon I kept thinking of how blessed I am to have you,

working so hard for our family,

providing so generously for our every need,

and how lucky I am that I must only lend you to the war effort,

not lose you to the battlefield.

Oh, my God.

Drew, Mama!

Wait a minute.

Come on, help.

Help!

Help!

Ripe, D!

I'm sorry, Mama.

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

There are flames everywhere that smoke fill the air,

and it was so hot the fire was touching us, touching our feet.

Dear Papa and Mavis,

I am finally beginning to understand that nothing is given to us to keep.

Our very lives are all alone, and none of us knows what the mortgage will fall due.

I sigh with relief that this time my house seemed to be sufficient payment.

Except for my back, no one was harmed.

Thank God all our servants live out, and Mother Steed was visiting Lydia that night.

We are all comfortably installed in Lydia and Manning's cozy home.

Dearest Lydia, it's such a lovely day.

Why don't we encourage the children to play outside?

Children, would you like to play outside?

No!

Thanks, thank you, thank you.

Thanks, thank you.

Hansel and Gretel were now lost in the wood, and they didn't know how they were going to get out.

They did have a packet full of breadcrumbs, and he took those breadcrumbs,

and he scattered them all throughout the forest, because he thought,

if he was ever going to get out of there, the only way to do it was if he had a way to find that path again.

Hey, me back, alright?

So...

Well, I don't think so.

It's not necessary.

There's... there's so much more work now, and I don't want to be a burden.

It's no burden.

Many hands make life work, and there are a lot of hands in this house, huh?

Yes.

Yes.

But Annie here is a wonderful, just a wonderful, wonderful housekeeper.

Of course, I would pay.

Beth, if I wanted a housekeeper, I would have a housekeeper.

Dear Papa and Navis, it is a new position for me to be at the mercy of friends and family.

My only regret is that Rob is not here to enjoy his sister's kind hospitality.

Unfortunately, he is in St. Louis, overseeing expansion of Midwestern life,

and must make do with the hotel suite and room service.

We will dance the hood, jig-hoo-chee.

I will be your two, too, and see.

Senator, I've never been a moseister in your country.

We just don't want you to hold on to the rest of our ancestors, it's all good.

I did it!

Sir, what are you all doing here?

Sweetheart, hello, we've missed you so much.

What's this going on?

Ellie, do not pull that cord.

Eleanor, I said do not pull that cord.

What's this?

That was a business papers, please put them back where you found them through.

What is going on?

Didn't you get our telegram?

Our telegram.

You can leave those right there, thank you very much.

What happened?

When nothing happened, we just decided to move to St. Louis, that's all.

The suite is lovely. Bedroom in here?

Hello, Senator. Hello? Hello?

Damn.

Move to St. Louis.

Andrew, Steve don't even think about piling the clothes up there.

Ellie, stop jumping on the bed this minute.

Here, hold this. I'm going to build a fort.

You are not going to build a fort.

Now put those pillows back.

I got it, I got it.

Best.

You are not going to be living out of a hotel room like a bunch of refugees.

Hi.

You ready for room service?

No, we didn't.

Ellie, I told you not to pull that cord.

What happened to your fly?

Eleanor.

That's all right.

Lost it if we're done.

Oh, how tragic.

That's okay.

Can you tell me, sir, what is the soup of the day?

A consummate.

Fine. We're going to have a big terrain of it.

An ice cream.

Please, Mom.

An ice cream.

Yeah!

Thank you.

Dumps.

We still own the law.

Sweetheart, we can't build on that lot.

Not now, during the war.

But you love Dallas.

And it is not just going to that proper home.

What in God's name?

What do you want to live in a hotel?

Excuse me, ma'am.

If I could make up the beds now.

Dearest Pop and Mavis, there's so much to be said for being transient if one can afford

to do it in style.

Like most people, I suppose I enjoyed a sense of permanence living in a house built to

my own specifications, but the fire destroyed an illusion I had of permanence in this life.

Although I enjoyed owning my home in Dallas, I can't be happier with my new found freedom.

Robert Steep, Blackstone Hotel, Kansas City, discovered beautiful historical St. Louis

home for sale.

My bed accepted and signing papers tomorrow.

If you object, please advise immediately.

I feel bad I didn't even get your card.

You got me a house.

Happy Valentine's Day.

Oh, Mom.

I don't know what to say.

Just say, I was wanted to be Major's Darkholder in the western mind.

Sometimes I worry about what you're working, war bonds, traveling so much.

I wonder if we aren't moving in different directions.

I'll tell you something.

Every time I walk in your room, I look for you.

Human unknown miles away, I still look for you.

You've realized this is the longest uninterrupted conversation we've had in ten years.

The war will end.

The business will settle down.

The kids will crawl up and bolt on out of you.

And then you and I will have all the time in the world running around to conversations.

You've met a dream.

I had one too.

I know my best, because it was of you.

Come tell me sweetheart, now's the time.

You tell me your dream.

I'll tell you mine.

Dear Mr. Feynman, I can't tell you how sorry I was to learn of your wife's passing.

You and I have shared so much through Eleanor's accident and beyond.

Please know that my heart goes out to you and your private sorrow,

especially during this time of public celebration over the war's end.

Such a hard irony of life that in the midst of joy there should be such grief.

His equally true that in the midst of grief one can find joy and comfort and friendship.

On this wonderful Christmas Eve, we recently learned that a young cousin of mine, Henry Steed,

was thinking about running Infos State Senate.

Oh.

Now I heard Congress.

Congress, yes.

That Henry died, not 20 miles, from the little town of Etinheim where my great grandfather was born.

In the circumstances of Henry's death, bring home the...

Just how interconnected we all are.

Americans, and Germans, and French, and English.

And how on this new day we must be guided by the Christmas prayer, peace on Earth,

and goodwill to all men.

To the future.

To the future!

To the future!

Merry Christmas, everybody.

Dear Lydia, Manning, and Mother Steed, we missed you so at Christmas,

and yet I understand your reluctance to travel so far for only a month's visit.

The holidays have left us all exhausted,

and I'm afraid that the children paid for their visions of sugarplums with aching tummies.

With influenza running rampant, no mother dared dismiss even the most commonplace childhood illness.

Daddy, you can fix it.

Fix what, darling?

The sun, so he doesn't have to go to bed by day.

Oh, I can't fix this up.

Mommy said you can talk the same in down from the moon.

She did, did she?

It's rest time.

He only read us wrong, Patti.

Oh, I'll just...

No.

All right.

Now let's see.

All right.

From breakfast on through all the day, at home among my friends, I stay.

You didn't put on those rubbish things in there, did you?

I'm sorry.

Oh, I've been out.

I sent a message this morning to your office.

Well, I'm sorry.

I've been out.

I sent a message this morning to your office.

Well, I'm sorry.

Oh, I've been out. I sent a message this morning to your office.

Well, I thought we'd save a little time, leave directly for the station from here.

He's been up all night.

So be up chest pains, horrible cough.

Best, this meeting is crucial if we're going to open that Kansas City office on schedule.

Sick, Marvin.

He's sick.

He can't go.

I can't make him stay.

I need your help.

Try a roll.

Try to eat.

Can you eat it?

It hurts.

Try one bite.

There.

There.

There you go.

Sorry.

Look at you trying on him.

Try another bite.

There's nothing else we can do.

He's a young man.

That's it?

I'm sorry, Mrs.

I'll call you later on this afternoon.

Marvin, medicine may be the new religion doctor, but I am yet to hear a preacher ever say there's nothing more he can do.

At least he'll stay in pride with you to the end.

I've got you.

Hey, hey.

I'm not there to the thought of outliving my own child.

The Apapa and Mavis.

I'm not there to the thought of outliving my own child.

The Apapa and Mavis.

Rob seems so weak and helpless for the first time in his life welcomes every suggestion I make.

Suddenly I feel the weight of unspoken dependence on my shoulders.

I'm just beginning to understand what enormous demands of wife and children make on man.

It terrifies me.

Are you hungry?

Cole, can I get you another coiled?

Mm-hmm.

Thomas.

I need you to write something.

Write?

I need you to write a card of something I will.

No.

No, I won't write that whole...

I won't write that whole...

I won't write that round, but I won't do it.

Okay.

Oh, no, Mom.

You're gonna be all right, Rob.

You're gonna be all right.

You're gonna open the office in Kansas City.

We're gonna travel in Amazon.

We're gonna be all right.

I'm gonna be all right.

I'm just gonna be all right.

It's gonna be okay, I'll never leave you.

Don't know.

I'm on a bed now.

And I pray that I will be dead in the morning.

Don't die, Grandma.

I'll bury you next to the church.

What is the matter here?

I don't want Grandmother to die.

Grandmother's not gonna die, nobody's gonna die.

Mother's team, please don't do this to the children.

Mother.

Mother's team, please go tell the children you're just upset.

Fine.

But I cannot allow you to see them until you can assure them you want to go on living.

If you intend to die, they might as well get used to your absence right now.

I got a school.

They'll only want to stay.

I'm sorry.

Do you know that this is the first time since the fourth grade that I had given you the bath?

You've given me everything.

Oh.

So, Mother.

I don't think I can sleep if you love me.

Oh.

Am I too heavy?

Stove.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Dear Papa and Mavis, I'm glad you stayed in Honey Grove.

This trip would have been too exhausting for you, Papa, after you recent flare up with a gout.

I wish I could run back down to Grove myself, but I must stay and observe the stifling

proprieties of these final fair whales that even Rob, especially Rob, would have found tedious.

Beth, what are you doing?

This is Rob's last party.

I want it to be a party he would have enjoyed.

Do you like to make the first toast?

You know what I feel about alcohol.

No, Mother Stee, this isn't about alcohol.

This is about Rob.

Don't do this, Beth.

I forbid you to do this.

Excuse me?

I would like to make toast.

I'm not very practiced at this.

I'm sorry.

There's always Rob who'd lived up his glass and say the perfect thing.

Right, Mening?

He was so full of life and so full of love and joy and he loved to laugh.

Denny Lydia.

Remember the first time I could finish your house, Mother Stee?

Remember I was 16.

I made chicken and dumplings.

You remember that?

Please, Mother, please.

Please.

Mother, Mother, please don't go.

Shame on you.

Death is not just another reason for a party.

I want to celebrate his life.

Well, they respect his memory.

I don't drown it in liquor or reduce it with petty anecdotes.

They're not petty to me.

Beth, you are not the only one who matters here.

I can't remember.

Would you like to make a toast to your father?

I'm not sure.

You let me stay in the car once.

Remember all those stuffed animals?

I do.

I still have them all.

I know you do.

Go ahead and drink it.

I know you must have something to say.

He was always gone.

Robin, your father loved you very much.

Come here, sweetie.

It's all right to cry.

Come here.

Come here, Drew.

It's all right.

Eleanor.

It's all right.

Dear Pop and Mavis,

I feel as if I've just been born,

cut apart from the presence that sustained me.

Throughout the funeral and the days following,

I felt numb,

blessedly distracted by the endless duties

and obligations of the newly bereaved.

But all that has passed.

And more and more, I find myself fighting a panic

that daily chokes me.

The children think of me as someone strong and brave,

so in the daylight I become what they need.

Get in the bedroom.

Because I don't want you to be afraid.

Get in there.

What the hell are you?

I'm terrified of tomorrow.

All the tomorrows I must face alone.

I must sleep.

If I imagine the two of you holding me close,

I may have the courage to close my eyes.

Please love me.

You just listened to me one more time.

Well, I am listening, Robin.

You just aren't making any sense.

Andrew, please stop there.

Robin, so I'd like you to have these.

Thank you.

There are a number of good reasons

for you to forego the month of life

and take the equivalent of a year's payments in a lump sum.

Rob handled all of our finances.

He wrote our policy himself.

He knew what we would need and when we would need it.

Best a lot of things have changed since Rob broke that policy.

Miss Deely?

The children, you go on out and help Miss Deely pack.

Robin, please don't leave.

You stay here with me.

The epidemic has wiped us out.

We've had hundreds of claims come due.

We had to close the St. Louis office.

Even then, I don't know how long we can last.

Yes, you've got to take what you can now.

By the damn light of the new moon,

how are we Glenda's forces silently surrounded the city

and pitched their tents of scarlet silk upon the Greenswood?

Miss D.

Ma'am, it's half-tent.

Don't you want me to put them to bed?

Just a little while longer, Nanny. We're almost through.

Fire! Fire!

Rainbow! Lock!

Well, please. In a block.

Dear Ma'am, I am determined for Rob's sake

that Midwestern life should pay all claims as promptly as possible.

In support of this cause, I have decided to shelve my own claim

until the company can better afford it.

I am assured that our home will sail quickly.

Those funds, coupled with my own money,

should sustain us nicely.

And though I have enjoyed living in St. Louis in this house,

a part of me looks forward to being untethered to any one place

for the moment.

We came to St. Louis' carefree transience.

It's only fitting that we should leave that way.

Thank you, Nanny, for all your help. Give me that.

I can't treasure my use with your family.

Thank you.

Dear Mr. Feynman, thank you for your kind note.

Words of condolence usually ring hollow in me.

But since Eleanor's accident, you have become such a good friend.

If only through correspondence,

that I truly find great comfort in your wisdom and sympathy.

I had not realized that your work is in stocks and bonds.

Rob handled all my investments in that area,

and I hope I won't be imposing on our friendship

to ask your help in investing the money from the recent sale of my St. Louis home.

Dear Stotzy, your letter brought me the first bright day I have known since Rob died.

The thought of joining you on Cape Cod for the summer fills me with delight.

What a reprieve from the terrible reality of my life just now.

I am stunned by the rage within me, as well as the fear.

I believed myself to be an independent spirit,

but in fact, on my life where I was there on the background to be summoned at a single crime.

And without him, I can't seem to find the charity to forgive those

whose only sin is that they are still alive.

I have never felt so completely alone.

I am the youth.

Reason Why after college like you are being

my father.

Listen, everyone please!

My father.

You are being divided to be loved and

styles.

I keep dear.

What?

Because I can't remember a time without Rob.

No matter how far back I go.

That's why I'm so bright.

Who am I without him?

Who you who you always were.

But I was always his.

I was your one and their best.

Almost dancing.

Here you go.

Here you go.

Oh, Mother Steve.

Have a heart attack.

What are you doing?

I don't talk to her.

You're so cute.

Rob, did you hurt yourself? Come over here.

Sweetie.

You have a big splitter. Let me get it.

Oh, I keep thinking Daddy's coming back.

I know.

You know what I do sometimes at night when I can't sleep?

I tell myself he's just a way working late at the officer

on a business trip from Midwestern life.

Isn't that a lie?

No.

I know it's not the truth. It's just something that helps me sometimes.

You go on and wash your hands now.

You're so happy to talk to the rooster.

I'll help you out.

How did you get that goat out of here?

Not you, Drew. Just the goat.

Your homie stuff is almost ready.

What's that?

That's chicken.

Chicken who?

It's not chicken. It's duck.

It's duck.

Well, there's nobody we know.

A farmer came by the other day and he was selling strangers.

It's a foreign duck. It's just duck meat.

I'm not eating that.

I spent a long time cooking this trip.

I can tell. Is that anyway?

It's Vivian.

You killed Vivian?

I didn't kill her. I just cooked her bass.

Very long time. I've had him pies.

What I'm having. I am not eating that part.

I don't care whether you and it or not.

I'm going to eat the whole thing.

We've got to put some sugar in the basket.

I have to put some sugar in the basket.

They're in share.

I got it.

I got it.

Alright.

Who am I going to get this?

Momma, can you?

Momma, can you get this?

Momma, can you get this?

I'm going to get this.

Dear Lydia Manning and Mother Steed,

I was distressed to learn from Marvin Hamilton

how poorly Midwestern life is fairing in my absence.

Although we haven't communicated since Rob's death,

I know we all want his dream to survive.

I am certain that if we can just hold on

to what we have, business will improve.

Postscript, Mother Steed,

I realize you are angry with me,

but your grandchildren do not understand

why you're no longer right to bam.

Alright.

Here you go. Give it a cast.

Good. You fish off that side.

The way you won't get the lines tangled.

Hey.

She's going to swim.

You want to swim?

You want to swim?

You want to swim?

It has to smudge me.

Nice kids.

I think you're good with them.

Oh, you do, huh?

I want to thank both of you for saving us this summer.

So you enjoyed the rented hobble?

Yes.

So much so.

I am considering renting it myself for the school year.

I will never get drew away from that gold.

I'm not going to go back to Dallas.

Mrs. Steed?

I'm Mrs. Steed.

Oh.

Tossy, I'm sorry.

Gotta go back to Dallas right away.

What are you talking about?

Please don't leave.

I'd like to send a reply.

They're declaring bankruptcy a Midwestern line.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm in Midwestern line.

Oh, don't say you won't leave me a Manning won't laugh.

Take this down.

Would you please Lydian Manning or instigating it?

Along with Mother Steed.

This goes to Manning Shepherd, Dallas, Texas.

Delay bankruptcy hearing, pending my arrival stop.

I will be personally responsible for company's deficit stop.

Hey, if you can't do that.

I have to.

Oh, you don't.

Probably I wouldn't want you to spend your own money to bail out of Midwestern life.

You would never jeopardize his family to save his company.

You don't understand children. I want you to pack. We have to leave now.

Would you take another one please? This goes to all the Feynman Dallas, Texas.

Please sell all stock purchased in my name.

Deposit proceeds in my town. Have you got that?

You sure about this?

This company was Rob's whole life. I can't stand by and watch it die.

I watched him die. I can't do that again.

Children, come on!

You tell me what you dream about.

You had a dream. Well, I had one too.

I know mine's best cause it was all.

You had a dream. Well, I had one too.

I know mine's best cause it was all.

You come speak, I tell me now is the time.

You tell me your dream. I'll tell you mine.

You tell me your dream. I'll tell you mine.

You tell me your dream. I'll tell you mine.

You tell me your dream. I'll tell you mine.

You tell me your dream.