All language subtitles for The Waltons s02e17 The Honeymoon

Growing up on Walton's Mountain
during the Great Depression...

we learned early to concentrate
on the essentials of life.

With many of the necessities
so hard to come by...

we had little money
to squander on extravagances.

But there came a time...

when my father decided another
kind of survival was important.

And to nourish
the human spirit

it was necessary
to indulge in extravagance.

Watch your feet, Grandma.

Have you heard of
Luther Burbank?

I ran across his name helping
one of you with your homework.

Some Burbanks live over on
the road to Rockfish.

This guy was a scientist
and experimented with plants.

He crossed one
kind with another

and made new plants
and vegetables.

Improving on the
Lord's work?

I'm crossing a cucumber
with a watermelon.

-Whatever for?
-Imagine the giant pickles.

Good Lord.

You were supposed to
mop this floor.

-I'll do it right now, Mama.
-I did it.

-I'm sorry, I just forgot.
-It's the third time this week!

Chance, get
out of there.

Ben, Jason, take that
cow back in the stall.

Gee, Mama, I don't know
how she got out.

We were sitting there
playing marbles.

Look what she did to my flowers.
They were getting a good start.

-I'm sorry, Mama.
-It's not your fault, Elizabeth.

I guess I left
Chance's stall door open.

I have told you and told you
not to play in that stall.

-Jason, the wood box is empty.
-I told Ben to fill it.

-I told Jim-Bob.
-And who did he tell? Reckless?

Reckless! Grandpa,
that dog's covered with mud!

Get him out of the kitchen,
he's got mud everywhere.

Reckless, come back,
here's a spot you missed.

I'm sorry. It's all
our fault, Livie.

Everybody's sorry,
and nobody's sorrier than I am!

What are you doing?

What's the matter?
You resting?

Mama?

Aren't you ever going
to speak to us again?

What's going on in here?

All of a sudden, Olivia began
to act sort of peculiar.

Peculiar? Nobody does the chores
they're supposed to do...

so I end up doing them
and then Reckless comes in

and ruins everything.

I understand
you're aggravated.

Why don't we all simmer down
and talk this over?

There's been enough talk and
blame-passing and sorry-saying.

If you don't wanna talk,
what do you wanna do?

-I'm doing it.
-What's that?

I'm staging my own
personal sit-down strike.

She's having a
sit-down strike.

Grandpa, what's a
sit-down strike?

These fellows in Detroit
started it, they sort of...

plunk themselves down
in the middle of things...

and they don't budge till
they get it arbitrated on

and get what they want.

What do you want, Mama?

I want better working
conditions no more excuses

and a little cooperation.

Well, now....

Alright, Liv,
we're ready to arbitrate.

The way the children leave their
rooms, they never do any....

Say, what's
going on here?

Livie here had herself a
sit-down strike.

The way it's going, she's doing
better than Walter Reuther.

Maybe I should try it
more often.

They never did
those things in my day.

I remember you had one or two
the first week we was married.

Mama, to make up
for what Chance ate.

Oh, thank you, Elizabeth.

Let's put them in some water.

We're going to grow you
some more.

Everybody stop being so nice,
I'm starting to feel guilty.

I got an idea.

I think maybe your mama
needs a vacation.

-A vacation?
-Of course, that's a great idea!

We get vacations from school,
but you got to do...

the same chores 365 days a year,
with no end in sight.

-I think that's a perfect idea.
-Yeah!

That's a wonderful idea!

Hold on,
I got a better idea.

Maybe a vacation
isn't what she needs.

-Maybe she needs a honeymoon.
-Now, John, don't start that.

Seven children,
and she needs a honeymoon.

She's been married 19 years,
had all these children...

and hasn't had a honeymoon yet.
It just isn't right.

What's a honeymoon?

It's something you're supposed
to take after you get married.

-Like medicine?
-Not exactly.

-When do you think you could go?
-Sooner the better.

-We aren't going to a honeymoon.
-Why not?

I can't waltz off leaving seven
children to fend for themselves.

-I'll take care of the children.
-I'll take care of you.

It'd only be for a few days,
wouldn't it?

Sure, we'd manage alright.

-Where do we get the money?
-We use the nest egg.

But that's
for emergencies.

A woman who's been married
19 years, got all these kids...

hasn't had a honeymoon,
that's an emergency.

I want to thank you all, but
we cannot afford a honeymoon.

Please get out of my kitchen
or there won't be any supper.

I sure want supper.
I'm not gonna give up trying.

That's a great idea, Daddy.

Wow.

All that talk about a honeymoon
set me to remembering.

That's beautiful.

You've got your wedding dress
out, too, I see.

-I'm saving it for the girls.
-It sure is pretty.

I bet Daddy looked great.
What was he wearing?

A nice soft brown herringbone
twill. He looked so nice.

This was my going-away outfit,
only I never got to wear it.

You got a hat with it
and everything?

Yes, we always wore hats
in those days.

You look like
a picture, Mama.

An old-fashioned picture,
I'm afraid.

You really do want to go
on that honeymoon, don't you?

There's a pile of mending
waiting for me downstairs.

Dress-up time is over.

Alright.

Okay, it's time for bed,
everybody. Time for bed, scoot.

Leave.

Scoot.

What are you growing,
Mary Ellen?

I'm crossing a watermelon
with a cucumber.

Good, you keep watering it
like that

you could end up
with a water lily!

Afternoon shift
is here.

I'm not sorry
to see you.

This motor really
sounds terrible.

-Give her a rest, Son.
-Okay.

Daddy, you know, Mama really
wants to go on that honeymoon.

I know she does.

Afternoon, I saw her in her room
she had her wedding dress out...

and she was wearing something
called her going-away outfit.

-She's going.
-What do you mean?

Mama and me, we're going to
Virginia Beach.

Really? That's wonderful!
That's really great!

Pick that up, let's go out
to the truck.

You seem
very serious, Marcia.

I'm thinking about the picnic,
who I'll be going with and all.

-We agreed to go together.
-Maybe.

Don't think you're going to
have a good time with me?

Life is more than good times,
John-Boy Walton.

I can't argue with that.

I'm thinking past the good times
at the class picnic.

Maybe you're thinking
up to the graduation breakfast?

What am I supposed to do
when you go away to college?

-What?
-You're gonna have your books...

and your professors
and you're gonna be so far away.

I'm not going to the moon.

Boatwright University
is only 28 miles away...

-I'll be home every night.
-I know you, John-Boy.

You'll be spending more time
studying then than you do now.

Well, like you say, Marcia,
life isn't all good times.

Don't change the subject!

You expect me to be waiting here
for whenever you feel like

taking some time away
from studying.

I'm not good
at waiting, John boy.

Marsha, I'm not asking you
to wait.

I would be if I was sure
I'd get what I was waiting for.

We'll talk more about it
after we get our class rings.

-How's business, Ike?
-John, I got something for you.

Here it is.

"Sea Spray Inn,
Virginia Beach, Virginia."

Mighty fancy stationery.

For the prices they charge,
it ought to be fancy.

I spent a weekend at
Virginia Beach once myself.

I was just a dumb kid
and didn't appreciate it.

-We're in, Ike.
-That's great.

"Acknowledging your letter
of the 11th instant...

"we regret to advise you that
our Honeymoon Suit is booked."

Suite.

Yeah, "Honeymoon Suite
is booked.

"However, we are delighted
to be able to confirm...

"an exquisite
seaside double...

"with a panoramic view of
sun-reddened sails...

and moon-drenched sands.

"Your $5 deposit will hold
your accommodation...

"until your arrival on the 19th.
Sincerely, Resident Manager."

-You and Olivia on a honeymoon.
-Finally.

You always were a
romantic cuss.

Can't you see Liv and me walking
down those moon-drenched sands?

A honeymoon like that
is worth waiting for.

Nothing's gonna stop us
now either.

The girls are just gonna
have to pitch in.

Nineteenth! But I have to
be in Richmond on the 19th.

I promised that
I would chaperon...

the children's choir
at the state competition.

Can't Rev. Fordwick
get someone else?

It's not that. I'm the only one
that can keep...

those children
under control.

The Reverend said
that he is counting on me...

-to preserve the....
-Decorum?

-If I'd only known the dates--
-We'll figure something out.

-It's alright.
-It just wasn't meant to be.

-Now hold on.
-We can take care of ourselves.

-Grandpa is gonna be here.
-I'll tell him what to do.

I wouldn't feel easy.

The kids can get on without us
for two or three days.

Mama, don't you realize everyone
wants you to have the honeymoon?

Hey, John. I've been working
on our saw.

I gave the engine a rest
like you said..

then I kicked her once
or twice and she puffed...

and snorted some smoke,
then quit.

-I'll get her started.
-No, you won't. Not this time.

She's done for.

Now, Livie.

There goes the
emergency money.

I was just getting used
to the idea of going.

Daddy, it's not going to start
up again, I tell you.

Stubborn pile of junk.

Not any stubborner than other
members of the family.

I was hoping to take Livie
to Virginia Beach.

We're going to have to do
something about that.

It's gonna cost $15 or $20
to get this thing fixed.

We've got to
get her going.

"The voice of the turtle
is heard in the land." Yes?

Would you
come here, please?

Her trip is still
a week away...

she wants me to decidewhether
to wear the blue scarf...

or the one with
polka dots.

Those old boys on
the Supreme Court

are paid to make
easier decisions than that.

One time in New York,
I see a man...

hand a cigarette girl a $20 bill
just for lighting his cigar.

I was staying in a hotel in
Paris just after the war...

and soldiers were throwing money
out of the windows.

Like it was confetti. Hundreds
of dollars just floating down.

I laughed about it then,
I thought that was funny.

I wish a lot of good things
for you, Son.

But one thing I wish
especially for you is that...

someday when you want to
do something...

for somebody you
really care about...

you'll be able to do it without
thinking for one second...

whether you can afford it.

Let's break this thing down,
get it to Charlottesville.

I sold my four
big aggies.

Here's some money that I saved
to buy some beads.

Mr. Atherton paid 50 cents
in advance

for helping next Saturday.

Here's 20 cents G.W.
loaned me.

He'd have given more
but he didn't have it.

Here's my
birthday quarter.

Here's 2 cents I got
out of my bank.

There's one more penny in there
if anyone can get it.

How much do we have?

I got 50 cents. Ike bought some
postage stamps back.

That's $1.50,
$1.60, $1.72.

-Is that all?
-Yeah.

If only we had
more time.

-Is this a secret meeting?
-Yes, sort of.

You're welcome here,
Grandpa.

I see I've interrupted a meeting
of the financial committee.

We're raising money to help Mama
and Daddy go on their honeymoon.

I approve of that heartily.
That's a good idea.

Yeah, but we're about
$18 short.

We'll have to sell
something big.

I bet I could get close to
$20 for my guitar.

No, Jason.

But I could probably sell
my encyclopedia set back to Ike.

-You'll need that for college!
-I agree with Ben.

I know I am not a bona fide
member of this committee...

-Could I put in my two cents?
-Thanks, Grandpa.

That makes it $1.74.

No, sirree, this 2 cents is
worth considerable more...

than when it was
minted in 1864.

Grandpa, you've held on
to that 2-cent piece for years.

I surely have. It's the only
money I really have on my own.

Under the circumstance,
I'd feel downright miserly

if I didn't
contribute it.

But that means a lot more
to you than just cash.

With the permission
of this committee, however...

I would like to try
to sell it to a man...

who has coveted it
for a long time.

It's rare. There's no argument
about that. It's just, how rare?

$20 is my best and only price.
Take it or leave it.

But I can buy an 1864
2-cent piece for $15.

I'm not gonna sit around here
and haggle all day

over a few
measly dollars.

-Do you want it or not?
-You know I want it.

He's a collector
over in Charleston...

who'd snap it up
in 30 seconds.

-Would he pay $20?
-We'll see.

Don't you think you ought to
consider our friendship?

That is exactly what
I am considering.

In a horse trade like this,
I don't like to confuse...

...the issue with
the sentiment...

but you do know that this $20
is for their honeymoon.

Tell you what, $17.50.

And Livie and John can
cut a few corners.

Ike, I'll try and forget
that you ever said that.

Alright.

You run a tough bargain, Zeb.
I'll pay the $20.

I want Livie and John
to have a honeymoon, too.

$21.72 for you.

-It's from all of us.
-I and grandpa put in 2 cents.

Yeah, but Grandpa's--

Like Jim-Bob said,
it's from all of us.

Pa, you've been saving that
2 cents as long as I know you.

I knew there would be a time
when it would come in handy.

I don't know how to
thank you all.

-But I still feel a uneasy--
-Mama.

Well with Grandma
away in Richmond--

I won't be gone forever. I'll be
back before they even miss me.

"Trailing clouds of glory"

What are you doing?

Well, now I do believe we're
having another sit-down strike.

We're not gonna move
till you say you're going.

They're using your
own weapons against you.

-Alright!
-Yeah!

-I want to go. I really do.
-Then it's settled.

Starting the
honeymoon early.

-John Walton what are you doing?
-I'm practicing.

-Practicing what, Daddy?
-The Peabody.

They have dancing
down at the Sea Spray Inn.

It's awful, that
hip-wiggling stuff.

We'll just show you
something. Come on.

John, nobody does
the Peabody anymore.

Which reminds me,
what will I wear?

Your going-away outfit,
Mama.

It's old enough to
be in a museum.

All you need
is a swimsuit.

-Are you going swimming, Mama?
-Sure she is.

Then we're going to dine
by candlelight...

and we're going to dance
the Peabody till 3:00 a.m.

They waited 19 years
to have a honeymoon?

Yep.

I'm going to have my honeymoon
right after the wedding...

the way you're
supposed to.

Marsha, not everything happens
the way it's supposed to.

Sometimes, John-Boy,
you sound like an old, old man.

I don't feel like
an old, old man.

Marsha, when I get married,
I'd like to have my honeymoon

at the proper time.

But If you feel like
my folks do then maybe

waiting makes it
even better.

-I'm not good at waiting.
-I know. You told me that.

-Neither was I, till I met you.
-What's that supposed to mean?

You keep me waiting
all the time.

Like for the class picnic
and everything.

You're not wearing
your ring.

I was playing ball. I didn't
want to get it all banged up.

Kitty Lou is already
wearing Woodrow's.

Oh, Really?

With a little tape, yours would
probably fit on my finger.

Yeah, it just might
do that.

John Boy, I'm tired of being
taken for granted by you.

Living from one date
to the next.

I gotta know where
I stand with you.

Marsha, I like you.
You know how much I like you.

Words aren't enough.

I've got to have
something more solid.

-Get ready, they're coming.
-They're coming.

-Hurry up.
-Okay.

-Put it behind your back.
-Hide it.

Got the rice?
That looks great.

Zeb, I forgot to leave a note
for Mary Ellen.

It'll take the whole three days
to read what you already left.

Now let go,
come on.

-What's the matter?
-I'm at the mercy of this man.

I'm carrying my bride
across the threshold.

You're going
the wrong way.

It's a new tradition
I just made up.

Happy honeymoon!

I forgot to leave--

You left plenty of notes!
Get in.

-All those cans.
-From Ike Godsey.

Is Grandma going on the
honeymoon, too?

I'm going to
Eulalie Hayes' place.

She's going to help me
with the children.

Make sure the choir sings
good and loud.

Don't you worry
about that!

You just take care of yourself
and the children.

And remember....

-Drive safe!
-Have fun.

Take care.

How do you like that?

Never thought
I'd see that happen.

Better late than never.

Slow down.
What is it?

-Reckless is chasing a skunk!
-A skunk?

If that dog wants to tangle
with a skunk again, let him.

The back door is open
and he chased it into the house!

The house!

How much longer do we have to
stay in this barn?

Probably forever!

Now, now! There's a good stiff
breeze outside.

We got all the doors and windows
in the house open...

Reckless had a good bath
with buttermilk

and your grandma's
tomato preserves...

we ought to be able to get back
in the house sometime tomorrow.

I'm just glad Mama and Daddy
left before it happened.

That skunk smell's
in every room.

If we can't go back tomorrow
maybe we can pitch...

this old tent
the carnival people left.

I like my own bed better.
It's warmer.

Tuck that blanket in around you.
It gets cold.

Is Mama and Daddy
already at the hotel?

Yes, I suspect they are.

They're probably having that
candlelight dinner, soft music.

And later on,
they'll be dancing.

This is the night they've been
waiting for, for 19 years.

No, it's just
no good, Liv.

Every time I start it, it slips
off. We need a new fan belt.

What are we
going to do?

I can't get one tonight.

I'll have to go to Columbia
in the morning and get one.

That mean we're going to
sleep in the truck?

Sorry.

It's lucky I brought some
sandwiches and hard-boiled eggs.

I'll get the
honeymoon suite fixed up.

This is cozy.

It's not where you are,
it's who you're with.

So what if we don't have
an ocean view out there.

Look up above, you'll see a
million stars.

That's funny, I don't see
one single star.

It's not too bad.

At least it doesn't make your
eyes water like yesterday.

But you can still tell that
a skunk has passed this way.

That's for sure.

Hey, look!

Something's happening
to my plant!

Let me see that.

It doesn't look
like a cucumber.

It doesn't look like
a watermelon, either.

I've done it!

It's a little too early to tell
what it's going to turn out as .

-I've made a new plant.
-Wait a day or two to tell.

Could turn out
to be skunk cabbage!

Aw.

I'm starving,
what's for breakfast?

Let's see what
Mama's note says.

Fold up your blankets.

"Children."

"Cinnamon rolls and cereal,
milk in the refrigerator."

Erin, you want to
help me?

Can I close some doors?
I'm cold.

You don't feel cold.
You feel hot.

Yeah, she is.
She's burning up with fever.

Here's another one.

If you had slept
with your boots on...

you wouldn't have colds.

This is great.
Mama's been gone one day

and everything's
falling apart.

-I didn't do it on purpose.
-I know, honey.

We'll fix you some hot cocoa.
That'll fix you.

Upstairs, both of you.

Bless you.

I've got it.

We'll go in to Columbia for
breakfast, we'll be on our way.

-How you feeling?
-Fine.

Nothing like sitting
in a truck cab all night

trying to sleep,
is there?

Liv , whatever room they have
for us at the Sea Spray Inn...

it'll look good.

John, maybe we
shouldn't try to go on.

We're three-fourths
of the way there.

Yeah, but...everything seems to
be trying to keep us from going.

Our troubles are over. It'll be
a beautiful day, come on.

-I'm worried about the children.
-What children?

We just got married.
We don't have children.

Maybe you don't.
But I do. Seven.

Liv, you're a
wonderful mother.

And I love you for it.
But you're also my wife.

I'm just in the habit
of worrying.

I know you are.

We're going to break that habit
for the next two days.

Now I want you to say after me,
"The children are fine."

Come on, "The children are
fine." Say it.

The children are fine.

Atta girl. The children
are fine.

-The children are fine.
-The children are fine.

-The children are fine!
-The children are fine!

-The children are fine!
-The children are fine!

-The children are fine!
-The children are fine!

-The children are fine!
-The children are fine!

You're insane.

Virginia Beach,
here we come!

You sure you're don't need me
at the saw mill this afternoon?

I don't think so. Jason and I
can finish up in short order.

You just go out walking with
your girl, enjoy yourself.

I'm not sure how enjoyable
it's going to be.

Marcia Woolery giving you
a hard time again?

She's onto something different.
Time was I couldn't get her...

to think ahead more
than an hour or two.

All she wants to talk is, what
we'll do next fall or winter.

And the rest of your life.

Now you tiptoe carefully when
you get into that territory.

I intend to.

Quiet around here,
isn't it?

You're missing Grandma,
aren't you?

Funny what habits a man could
get into after 50 years.

-Here's your hot tea.
-Thank you.

-And here's your cold water.
-Thank you.

Could you get me
another pillow?

Here. Now would you two
please try and get some rest?

Mary Ellen, the light's
in my eyes.

Now I can't read my book.
Could you please put it up?

-No. Keep it down.
-Put it up!

-Down.
-Up.

-Down.
-Up.

-Down.
-Up.

Down.

Mary Ellen?

-Mary Ellen, what are you doing?
-I'm having a lay-down strike.

-Anything else I can do for you?
-No, this is just fine.

I hope you enjoy
your stay.

We're going to have a
wonderful time. Aren't we, Liv?

Well, If you're sure there's
nothing else....

Wait a minute. Don't run off,
you forgot something. Here.

-Thanks.
-You're welcome.

-Looked a bit like Jason.
-How much did you give him?

25 cents.

-So much?
-They've to make a living, too.

Every time a person turns
around, it costs money.

Well? What do you think?

It's beautiful.

Good, look back here,
this is a whole suite.

Look here.

You seen this view? Come
and take a look at this view.

You'll never see
anything like this.

Look, in all my travels, I've
never seen anything like it.

Oh!

Isn't it beautiful?

We'll Liv.
We finally made it.

We're on our honeymoon.

Look at this white wicker,
something you've always wanted.

Isn't that beautiful?

Look, here's an ashtray
shaped like a butterfly.

Beautiful windows there,
a little bit like church.

Beautiful.

We even got a tree
in the room.

Aren't you going to talk? I'm
running out of things to say.

-Marcia, why are we running?
-I feel like it.

I thought we were
going for a walk.

If you can't keep up
with me...

why don't you sit down
and read a book or something?

Sorry it's too cold
to go swimming.

In a way, I'm glad.

This way we have the
whole beach to ourselves.

It's so beautiful.

-Just you and me and the ocean.
-That's enough.

This is something
I have always wanted to do.

It looks like
Walton's Mountain.

What's the matter
with you?

Can't you recognize a castle
when you see one?

Maybe you ought to stay out of
the construction business.

Oh, Come on, now.

This is the moat...

and this is the little room
where the princess lives.

What's her name?

Rapunzel. The one
with the hair.

I don't believe
I know her.

You would love her.
You're so crazy about long hair.

I'm crazy about
your hair.

Look at that, never saw anything
like that in my life. Look.

You're for certain going to
college this September?

I guess that's about as certain
as anything could be, Marsha.

I've heard about those college
girls and how they are.

I'm sure they're just the same
as girls anywhere else.

You'll have fun with them
and come back to me when...

you don't have anything
better to do.

Oh, Marsha.
I certainly--

Tyler Crofut asked me to
exchange class rings with him.

Tyler Crofut?

He's not going to college. He's
working on his daddy's farm.

If you'd rather be with
someone--

Tyler...he knows
how you feel about me...

but I had to tell him...

there wasn't any
what you might call...

"understanding"
between us yet.

Marsha, I like you.

I really like you, I've always
liked you, I'll always like you.

You don't understand,
it's a--

This ring is kind of loose
on this finger.

I guess I should put it
on my middle finger.

Listen, Marcia...

I'll be gone to college
for four years,

and people can change
in four years.

-Why don't you try my ring--
-Listen to me.

I've done a lot of thinking
about this.

It would be unfair
for both of us

to pledge ourselves
to each other right now.

-I thought you liked me.
-I do, I do like you.

But you want to go after
other girls.

I'm just trying to be honest
with you, don't you understand?

You are hateful,
that's what you are.

-I want to see you.
-I don't want to talk anymore!

Marcia, may I have
my ring back, please?

Take it!

Honey, we don't
have to argue....

Marsha!

John Boy, whatever are you
doing down there?

Marsha!

If it's no trouble,
would you mind going for help?

I seem to have
broken something.

We'd better get down
to the dining room.

Don't want to miss
any of that music.

I'm worried about
this fire.

The paper says it's miles
from Walton's Mountain.

But who knows how far
it could have traveled today?

-You're right.
-Couldn't we phone?

Who do we phone,
the Forest Service?

No. Ike Godsey.

I'm being foolish,
but if I could talk to Ike...

I'd feel better.

There's the phone
just waiting to be used.

-What do I do?
-Pick it up, see what happens.

Go ahead.

Desk, may I help you?

This is Mrs. Walton,
Mrs. John Walton.

-Room number?
-Room....

-277.
-Room 277.

Thank you.

-I want to call Ike Godsey.
-Ike Crosby?

Godsey.

G-O-D-S-E-Y.

-In Walton's Mountain.
-In Virginia?

-Yes, it's in Virginia.
-I'll call you back.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

Well?

She's going to call back,
it'll take a while.

Does it hurt a lot?

Doc Vance popped the shoulder
back in, so it feels better.

Lucky you didn't
break any bones.

He said I could have
broken my collarbone.

I still can't understand
how you fell.

You're like a goat
on your feet.

Let's just say he fell
and leave it.

Did Marcia Woolery
push you?

Marcia Woolery
did not push me.

You should've seen her
hooting and hollering for help.

What happened between
John-Boy and Marcia...

is between them,
alright?

What do you know, Jason?

What are you two
doing out of bed?

We wanted to see
how John-Boy was.

Look here, run upstairs
and crawl in bed.

Pull the covers over you,
you got colds.

-It's no fun up there.
-Please, Grandpa.

You have to be better by the
time Mama and Daddy get home.

Scoot along now.

While the folks are away
the rest of you survivors...

take extra good care
of yourselves.

No gifts by any Quives.

Not much water here.

Godsey's
General Merchandise Store.

Hello, Ike?

-It's Olivia Walton.
-Olivia! How's the honeymoon?

Oh, It's wonderful.

Ike , we were a little worried
about the fire.

Put your mind
completely at ease.

There's absolutely
no threat.

I talked to Sheriff Bridges
an hour ago,

and there's
absolutely no danger.

Oh, I'm so relieved.

Everybody is going to be
just fine at your place.

Gonna be?

I talked to the doc after
he set John-Boy's shoulder...

he left some medicine for
Erin and Elizabeth, too.

-Ike, what happened to John-Boy?
-Took a tumble. No broken bones.

And you said
Erin and Elizabeth are sick?

Just colds. I guess they got a
chill from sleeping in the barn

after the skunk chased them
all out of the house.

I bet you're really kicking up
your heels at Virginia Beach.

Can't we go any faster?

Not without shaking
this old flivver to pieces.

Don't worry about the girls,
it's just colds.

Colds can turn into grippe,
and grippe into pneumonia.

-Doc's checked them out.
-And John-Boy?

If it had been serious,
they'd have telephoned us.

No. They could all be half-dead
and wouldn't call us...

for fear of spoiling
our honeymoon.

-Just don't upset yourself.
-Honeymooning at our age.

We're not a couple of
just-married teenagers.

We're responsible for
seven children

and we were silly to
try to forget that.

I don't feel silly.

Neither do I.

I enjoyed our one afternoon
on the beach.

I even enjoyed sitting up
in this old flivver all night.

I know we've got a
responsibility to those kids...

but we got a responsibility
to ourselves, too.

-That's important.
-I know.

Hurry, please.

-What are you doing here?
-Came to see if you were okay.

-I expected you tomorrow.
-How bad is the shoulder?

It's not bad.
How did you find out?

Ike Godsey.

-You're here because of me?
-No.

-Erin, Elizabeth and everyone.
-We spoiled everything for you.

You didn't spoil anything. It
was lovely. Now go back to bed.

-Mama, I'm sorry.
-You heard me.

Mama.

It's alright.
We're home now.

-We'll talk later.
-Good night.

-Daddy, I'm sorry.
-Don't be.

We didn't want anything
to spoil it for you.

Nothing did.
How's your shoulder?

It's alright. It aches
a little. It's okay.

-Will you please go back to bed?
-I'm sorry.

I could use
forty winks myself.

You go ahead. I have to
finish up in the kitchen.

And then there's church.
Today's Sunday.

John Boy, guess who's coming
to see you?

John Boy,
it's Marcia Woolery!

Don't worry. We're here to
catch you in case you fall.

Clear out.

Clear out.

Mary Ellen, there's milk
still to be separated.

Jason, go clean Chance's stall.
Ben, you go with him.

Jim-Bob, I'll find something
for you to do.

Thank you, Mama.

-Hi.
-Hi, are you alright?

-Little sore.
-Sorry about the ring.

You were mad at me.

But you didn't understand
what I was trying to say.

I understood.
That's what made me mad.

You're going one way
and I'm going the other.

Swapping class rings
can't change that.

I thought maybe it would.

See, you don't understand
what I'm trying to say.

It doesn't mean we have to stop
seeing each other altogether.

I suppose that's so.

-Tyler's waiting for me.
-Tyler?

A girl has to
look to the future.

Yeah sure, you're right.
I understand that.

What about the picnic and the
graduation breakfast? Are you--

I'm not sure.
I'll let you know, John-Boy.

I need a little more time
to decide.

I thought you and Marcia
might like some lemonade...

-but she's gone.
-There she goes.

Well, it's not
the end of the world.

Lord, no,
I know that.

It's just that I was the one
who made the speech

about getting
less involved.

I didn't figure she would agree
with me, so fast, anyway.

There'll be plenty of girls
at college.

Don't forget about Jenny.

I know.

Mama, it's really remarkable
to me that

you and Daddy
found each other so early.

And that it was right.

I really envy that.

Well, how did the children
do in Richmond?

They were the best-behaved
in the bunch.

Here's the chaperon
to prove it.

What's the matter
with your voice?

That's the price she paid
for bossing everybody:

she's lost her voice.

-Laryngitis?
-Call it whatever you want.

First time in all the years
I've known her...

she is not able to
utter one word.

Oh, that's just terrible.

Well, the Lord does move
in mysterious ways.

But she's in no real pain
and while she's recovering...

I'll be able to do
all the talking for her.

It's time
I had my chance.

Come on, we'll put some
goose grease on that throat.

Look what
Mary Ellen's raised.

Her cu-melon's
nothing but a weed!

The mountain's covered
with them.

Don't laugh,
you lamebrains.

They laughed at
Luther Burbank, too!

Mr. Burbank laugh
at himself...

when nature played
a trick on him?

- Oh, daddy.
-Come on.

Let's look for
some more cu-melon!

Everybody settled?

John-Boy's reading and Grandma's
still trying to talk.

So far, all she can manage is,
"Old fool."

That'll do for a start.

-I'm sorry.
-About what?

The honeymoon was spoiled.

Maybe this next one
will turn out better.

We're going back
to finish that honeymoon.

-The money's all spent.
-The way I've got it planned...

won't cost a cent and you won't
have to worry about the kids.

-After the children are grown?
-No, I mean this weekend.

-How are you managing that?
-I'm not telling.

You're not gonna
keep me in suspense.

-Come to bed, woman.
-I'm not sleepy.

You better get
all the sleep you can.

The rest of this honeymoon
is going to be a humdinger.

-John!
-Come on.

Ben, get this quick.

Have you ever been
on a honeymoon before?

-No, first time.
-Mine, too.

-Why we can't stay at a hotel?
-Tent's going to work just fine.

Alright, you folks.
Come on.

Somebody's got to keep
the home fires burning.

Now, you send a postcards
from Virginia Beach.

-I will, Grandma.
-We'll all write on it.

You do what your mama says
and be careful.

-Enjoy yourselves.
-Bye.

You know, old man, I've been
married to you for 50 years...

and I still
haven't had a honeymoon.

Old woman, our life together
has been one long honeymoon.

Oh, good Lord.

My fondest memories
are not of those

special outings
or unusual occasions.

What I like best
to recall...

is the quiet moment at the
very end of an ordinary day...

when we drifted off
to sleep...

secure in the shelter of our
home and of our parents' love.

-Daddy?
-Yes, Jim-Bob?

Today when Elizabeth
and I were playing...

I think I saw a
crack in the sky.

-A crack in the sky?
-Could all the air leak out?

Tell you what, tomorrow,
you and I'll have a look.

If the crack's still there
we'll get in touch with...

President Roosevelt
or somebody up there.

You always know the right thing
to do, Daddy. Good night.

Good night, Jim-Bob.

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