All language subtitles for The Waltons s06e06 The Volunteer

(GRUMBLING)

You got to stop thinking of her
as if she's 12 years old.

Sometimes I wish
she still were 12.

I know how you feel.

I'd to get out of the kitchen
before I broke the dishes.

What are we gonna tell her?

Erin's a woman now.

She knows as much about the
world as the humming birds.

She knows a lot more
than you think.

Never been more than 20 miles
from home,

and you want to let her go
to an Army camp!

In 1939, when the threat
of war hung over our country,

it seemed to me that our lives
altered much in the same way

that winds moved
down Walton's Mountain,

changing sharply sometimes,

but more often gentling us
so gradually

that it took a length of time
to show that change

had come about at all.

(CAWING)

Are you ready, Elizabeth?

Just a sec!

Okay! Just tell me
what I'm supposed to do.

I told you! Throw up the rope!

Do you want the whole thing
or just one end?

You can't throw the end,

so why don't you
just throw up the whole thing?

All the dumb things
I have to do.

Jim-Bob, what are you
doing up there?

Trying to tie the barn down
in case of a windstorm?

I'm putting up an antenna
for my shortwave radio.

An antenna? With a rope?

I'm gonna tie the antenna to
the rope and then pull it up.

Smart boy. Takes after me.
Well, you just be careful, now.

Throw up the rope.

-Hey, watch out for Rover!
-Why don't you tie him up?

He doesn't want to be tied up!

(SCREECHING)

-Hey, hey, hey.
-Get away, you stupid bird!

It's your fault. You scared him.

Don't get so excited.

He was scared that you was gonna
hit him with the rope.

He flew right at me!

(CHUCKLING) Well...

Bachelors get kind of edgy
once in a while.

What he needs is another
peahen. A lady friend.

What he needs is a good hit
in the head!

Oh, and I think he's about to...

Why don't you just throw
the rope?

I've really got to go,
Mrs. Gormley.

Don't fidget, now.

That "Mrs. Gormley"
sounds like an old lady.

Call me Maude, or don't
call me at all.

-Do you know what time it is?
-That's catchy.

"Call me Maude,
or don't call me at all."

I'll be late for work, Maude.

Time don't mean a thing
to us creative artists.

Let me help you carry your
things.

No, you go along. Jim-Bob'll
come for me when it's time.

-Well, can I see it?
-No! Not until I say so.

I have to add my little touches.

Well, I better be running along.

Why don't you just walk
someplace?

(CAWING)

Don't get him mad!

(CAWING)

He's in a bad mood.
He doesn't have any girlfriends.

G.W., how tall are you?

Five foot, eleven inches.

Could you come in here
for a minute, please?

-Can I play in your car?
-Sure.

(CAWING)

I want you to try something on
for me.

Slip into it, will you?
I just need to get an idea.

-I was supposed to pick up Erin.
-That looks about right.

She hasn't got all the time
in the world to get there.

Work your shoulders a little.
Is it tight in there?

-Feels alright to me.
-Good!

-You're right.
-Ma'am?

About Erin. She hasn't got all
the time in the world.

ERIN: G.W.! Hurry up,
I'll be late!

-There she is now. Thanks!
-Sure!

-Who's it for?
-It'll start off with Jason.

Out, Elizabeth, I'm in a hurry.
Come on, get out.

Hey, I didn't get to play
too long.

Next time you can have it
all day.

Hi.

Miss Fannie's very fussy
about being on time.

-Hi!
-Oh, hi. And hurry.

-Hold it there, G.W.
-I'll be late for work, Grandpa!

I need some help over
at the smokehouse.

Sorry, Mr. Walton.

Oh, alright. Alright,
I'll get one of the boys.

Honestly, you'd think
you're one of the family.

It's not funny, G.W.

If I'm late for work,
Miss Fannie has a fit!

You're a first-rate chauffeur,
Jim-Bob.

And I feel like a royal lady

driving around in
one of those fancy carriages.

Maybe if I had a hat
with a visor,

people would think
I was your chauffeur.

But what I don't understand is,
who is J. Wellington Penrow?

When did we answer that
advertisement?

About a week ago.

Oh,

here it is.

"Mr. Penrow
has worldwide contacts

"for the display
of my creative work,

"and will take
the troublesome business

"and contract details
off my hands."

Oh!

Penrow's an agent!

Well, I suppose he does keep
something for himself.

Ten percent. Oh, I know
all about agents.

But, listen, he's in New York.

-And I'm right here.
-Well, I see you are.

I can handle
your business details,

and I can display your artistic
works right here in the store.

After all, the store is the
center of activity

for the entire area.

But I've already written him.

(EXCLAIMS)

Yeah, but you didn't mail it.

How would you like to
steam that stamp off for me?

You bet, I would.
I mean, boss.

(GROANS)

When was the last time
you cleaned this thing?

Well, I guess it's been a while.

It looks like a while.

Take it all apart and dump the
pieces in a bucket of kerosene.

Then wipe them off
and put it back together.

Well, that's not as easy as
it sounds!

I'll help you. You just get the
rags from the house, alright?

Okay. Thanks!

-I'll get started.
-Okay.

Hey, G.W.! Can you lend me
a hand with the press?

-What's wrong with it?
-Well, it's not working.

Will you let him catch
his breath?

Okay.

I don't know why you put up
with this family.

I do.

Thanks for the ride.
I really do appreciate it.

Sure.

JOHN-BOY: I better be
getting back to work.

-Thanks, G.W.
-Anytime I can lend a hand.

Well, I appreciate it.

MAN ON RADIO: ...issue seems at
last to have been resolved,

-the Sudetenland to Germany.
-G.W., come on and sit down.

Chancellor Hitler has said
that now, quote,

"We have no further territorial
ambitions in Europe." Unquote.

Turning now to other news,
negotiations began...

I'd like to believe that.

They sure put a lot of store
in that Maginot Line.

I saw it in a news reel.

Why don't they fly over
with a whole bunch of airplanes?

They couldn't shoot them
all down.

I hope they never find that out.

My land, aren't we cozy?

Everybody's got somebody.
Except for Jim-Bob.

Better grab a hold of Rover.

I think I'll go outside.

I ought to be going.
Thanks for supper, Mrs. Walton.

-You're always welcome, G.W.
-Well, good night.

-Goodnight, G.W.
-Goodnight, G.W.

Sure is a pretty night.

Sure is.
Want to go for a ride?

It's nice right here.

-I sure like your folks.
-So do I.

-Supper was just fine.
-Mama's the best kind of cook.

Smell that honeysuckle.

-Erin?
-Mmm-hmm?

You don't want to get married
or anything, do you?

Married?

Yeah!

I never even thought about it.

I have. I sure thought about it.

I was gonna ask you
on your graduation day.

I guess that was the first time.

I think about it a lot.

-Why wouldn't I know that?
-I don't know.

You've always been
so nice to me.

That's not very hard.

I really do like you.

Well, I just thought I'd ask.

Goodbye, Erin.

He's been hanging around
a lot lately.

He's in love with Erin.

Well, he gets around.

Last time I looked, he was
hanging around Mary Ellen.

Erin sort of inherited him.

Well, I like G.W.

He's a lot better than that
Chad she used to go with.

She almost married
that lame brain.

You know what my father
used to call you.

-Mmm-hmm, I know.
-"That wild one."

I was not wild. I was just
a little spirited.

He said, "You'll never tame
that one."

-Now you think you tamed me?
-You have kind of gentled down.

I have not!

I didn't mean tamed.

Tamed, gentled down,
what's the difference?

Here I was, just about to drop
off to sleep,

now you got me all upset,

making me feel like
I'm over the hill.

Still feel like
you're over the hill?

Guess not.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Erin's in.

Let's go to sleep.

Erin?

-You alright, honey?
-Sure.

Sure? It's 2:30
in the morning.

I can't sleep, Daddy.

You got some kind of test
tomorrow?

(STIFLES SOB)

Hey, honey, what's the matter?

They're not tears, Daddy.

Well, they are,
but I'm not crying.

Now, that doesn't make
a whole lot of sense.

Daddy, G.W. asked me
to marry him tonight.

I'm not going to, but...

Why does it make me feel
this way?

What kind of way does it
make you feel?

Kind of lonely and sad.

I feel like I've lost something.

Well, you haven't
lost anything, honey.

You've known G. W. a long time.
You'll still be friends.

He didn't say so.

Well, he probably feels kind of
sad and lonely himself tonight.

He'll be around, you'll see.

Daddy, can you love somebody
and not know it?

Oh, I don't know.

I guess you can.

But one thing's for sure, Erin,

if you wanted to marry G.W.,
you'd know it.

Now come on, you better
get some sleep.

It's almost 8:00.

-G.W. will be along.
-I wouldn't count on it, honey.

I guess Daddy told you.

If I'd turned your daddy down,

I'm not sure he'd have showed up
the next morning.

But G.W.'s different.
We'll always be friends.

Might take a little time.

Bye, Mama.

I'm not gonna let you forget
this, Pa!

Trying to burn down the
smokehouse!

I have made it abundantly clear
that I am not to blame!

It was the wind shifting
that caused it.

Maybe you just built
too much fire, Pa.

(SCOFFS) I have been smoking
meat in this smokehouse

since before you was born!

You're trying to tell me
I don't know how to fire it?

(CHUCKLING) You sure do know
how to fire it!

Don't let me scare you off.

I'm going to the barn
to talk to the animals.

They're far more capable

of conducting an intelligent
conversation!

What's he so riled up about?

I was just kidding him
about burning the smokehouse.

-Erin's left for school.
-Walking or riding?

Riding. G.W. showed up
right on schedule.

I'll tell you,
if you'd turned me down,

I'd never would've shown up
the next morning.

You say that now.

Course, I knew the answer
before I asked the question.

There's something
I've been meaning to ask you.

Liv! What're you trying to do,
start another fire?

Now, get out of here.
You're gonna get all dirty.

Come on! Get out of here!
Get out.

So when you were late this
morning, I kind of wondered.

I had some extra things to do
before I could leave.

I never got a chance
to thank you, G.W.

-For asking me to marry you.
-You don't have to thank me.

It was just kind of nice,
that's all.

I really do have to get
to school.

I'm leaving today.
I don't know when I'll be back.

I wasn't going to tell you,

but you'll have to find a ride
to school and to Miss Fannie's.

-Well, where are you going?
-I'm joining the Army.

And that's all
I'm gonna say about it.

Excuse me, hon.

Curt says all this bending and
exercise is good for me.

Yeah, exercise is good
for a growing girl,

and for our new grand-grandbaby.

It also gets Curt out of
a lot of work.

I'm not sure I should let him
get away with that.

Women have always
been stronger than men,

especially when men want
them to be.

Well, look who's here!

-Abel!
-Hey, Erin!

I thought all you delivered
was ice!

You're looking prettier
every day, Mary Ellen.

-Thanks, Abel.
-ERIN: Thanks for the ride!

Thank you, Abel,
for fetching our girl.

My pleasure.

-Well, now.
-What you doing?

You owe us an explanation. Why
are you arriving on ice, Erin?

Oh, come on, Erin,
there's plenty to go around.

I called Ike's store to see
if Daddy

or somebody could come pick me
up, but the line was busy.

Then I saw Abel out the window.

Well, where's Old Faithful? G.W.

-He joined the Army.
-He what?

-He joined the Army.
-Well, why would he do that?

The Army?

Well, he didn't say anything
about it last night.

He had supper with us,
Mary Ellen.

Well, I guess it was kind
of a sudden decision.

Why the Army? He always said
that all he ever wanted

was that patch
of his daddy's land

-and to get married.
-I know.

I don't suppose it be a case
of an unrequited lover

rejected and rushing off
to join the Foreign Legion.

Grandpa!

G.W.'s nice, but you wouldn't
want to marry him.

Of course not.

-How do you really feel, Erin?
-Why, I feel fine. Why?

If your heart's breaking,
you can tell me.

I'm getting older all the time.

I really do feel fine.

Maybe you're bearing up bravely.

If you're doing that,
could you please tell me?

-I suppose all this's about G.W.
-I miss him.

Well, you go right ahead.

-Go right ahead and what?
-Miss G.W.

I do, but Erin won't admit
that she does.

Elizabeth, why don't you just
get off my bed

and go bug somebody else?

If she starts bearing up
bravely, will you let me know?

-How do you like my new robe?
-It's nice.

Mama says G.W. tried it on
first. She fitted it to him.

Can't we talk about
something else?

All I hear is G.W. this,
G.W. that.

He's just a friend
who went away!

People do do that, you know.

I'm going to Rockfish tomorrow
morning, if you need a ride.

Why don't you come right out
and say it?

"G.W.'s gone, I suppose you'll
be needing a ride to school."

Well, there's one thing.
You're not bearing up bravely.

You really miss him, don't you?

I suppose I do.

-She still reading that letter?
-Seems like she's memorizing it.

-I used to do that.
-Did you really?

I was young at the time.

I still can't get over that kid
joining the Army like that.

He was such a fixture here. It
seemed like he belonged to us.

I miss him.

(ROVER SCREECHING)

Hey, Rover, what's the matter?

Something sure must have
scared you, Rover.

It's okay.
You're all right now.

Lordy! That's a fierce bird!

Rover's kind of shy.
You must have scared him.

Shy?

If ever I need a watchdog,
I'll get me a peacock!

I thought you were going
to take the day off.

Oh, I just thought the walk over
here would do me good.

Guess you're ready to paint
if the spirit moves you.

Now, who could get that bird
to stand still

and spread his feathers
in that fanciful way?

Well, I guess it would help
if you were a lady peacock.

(SCOFFS) Well, I'm not
a lady peacock!

Erin, would you please do that
at the kitchen table?

-I have accounts to work on.
-Daddy, if I go there,

I'll have Jim-Bob,
Ben and Elizabeth

looking over my shoulder
in no time.

-If that's all it takes...
-I won't be much longer.

You won't be any longer, honey.
Come on.

-Daddy! Daddy!
-Come on, come on...

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

There's somebody at the door.

-Hi, Erin.
-I knew it was you.

-How are you, Mrs. Walton?
-Very well, thank you, G.W.

-You look wonderful.
-Thank you.

-The Army's trimmed you down.
-Yes, sir.

-You look fine.
-Thank you.

Can I get you something?

No, thank you.
I had supper down the road.

It sure has been
a long time, Erin.

I was just writing you a letter.

We were just going to bed.
We'll say goodnight.

I've these accounts to work on.

-How long you gonna be with us?
-I've to start back tomorrow.

Guess I can work
on them upstairs.

G.W., how's the Army
treating you fellas nowadays?

Fine.

Well, goodnight.

-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.

Come on in.

First time I've seen this room
when it wasn't full of Waltons.

Doesn't happen very often.

I don't know how,
but I knew it was you.

When they said I could leave,
I didn't think about calling.

I just pointed my car
towards Walton's Mountain.

Surprises are nice.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

G.W.! I heard the car come in,
I was wondering who it was.

-How are you, sir?
-Oh, I'm just fine.

I needn't ask how you are.
You look the picture of health!

Well, now!

Those accounts can wait
till morning.

You're just feeling put upon.

They could've sat on
the front porch.

-You're up here early.
-G.W. is here to see Erin.

-And don't you go down there!
-Yes, ma'am.

-Well, who drove up?
-G.W.'s home!

-He must be a general by now!
-Yeah!

-Hey, G.W.! Good to see you!
-ELIZABETH: Look who's here!

-Welcome! Got your promotion?
-Nope.

-How long are you staying?
-Oh, only the weekend.

Sure missed you.

Let's see, now.
Oh! How about right here, huh?

No. Not with the prunes, either.

How do you do?

I'm trying to find Rockfish,
and I do believe I'm lost.

Oh. Well, right
outside my store,

-where the gas pump is.
-Mmm-hmm.

You go right down that way
about six miles

you'll come to a grain elevator,
turn right and you'll see it.

Oh, thank you so much.

That's a fine primitive.

It took me all morning to do it.

-You're the artist?
-Maude Gormley.

Oh, I love your colors.
So bright and bold and clear.

The innocence of the whole piece
is captivating.

Sentimental, but tough
and gritty.

That's me!

Is it for sale?

Oh, surely.

I'll let you have it for $3.

I'll take it.

Well! And Rockfish?

Oh, yes. Like I told you,
right outside,

and to the left and right down.
You can't miss it.

Thank you. Thank you.

Maude! We sold our first
picture!

What do you mean "our" first
picture?

I made the sale all alone.

Oh, you'll get your commission,
whether you earn it or not.

Right here's fine.

I really did fry this chicken,
so if you don't like it,

don't blame Mama.

Oh, I'll like it.
I like everything you do.

You don't know how I've felt
since you joined the Army.

Not unless you didn't put it
in your letters.

You never once mentioned
the Army

until I said
I wouldn't marry you.

I feel like I drove you to it,
and I didn't mean to.

I mean, I didn't know it would.

I didn't, either, I guess.

You've missed me, haven't you?

-Everybody has.
-I don't care about everybody.

Well, I have missed you.
More than I thought I would.

I just never thought before
about you not being around.

-I'm around now.
-But you're going right back.

You know what I'd like
more than anything?

I'd like you to come
to visit me.

-At Fort Lee? Can girls do that?
-They do it all the time.

You can stay at Virginia Beach,

and I'd be with you
all the time.

I don't know
what Mama and Daddy would say.

-Wouldn't you like to come over?
-If I can.

-Will you talk to your folks?
-Right away.

MARY ELLEN: Wish I could've seen
good old G.W.

It's not just looking at him.

It's the way he talks,
what he says.

-Can we stop for a minute?
-Sure.

It's a vicious cycle. I exercise
to keep my weight down,

and that makes me hungry,
so I eat more,

and then I have
to exercise more.

Mary Ellen, he's
so grown-up now.

You want to go visit him
in Virginia Beach?

I really do.

Well, good luck with Mama and
Daddy.

-You think they'd ever let me?
-I don't know.

They have mellowed some.

Mama's not as straight-laced
as she used to be.

All they want is for you to be
looked after and safe.

I know that.

Enjoy yourselves.

It's gonna look
first-rate, Daddy.

Not counting on it to look
beautiful.

-So where is everybody?
-I took Ma over to Mary Ellen's.

I dropped Erin off there, too.

They're putting their heads
together about something.

-Any idea what it's about?
-Yeah, I do.

The girls are working on Mama,
and I'm supposed to work on you.

What are you all after?

G.W.'s a nice guy, Daddy.
I trust him.

Glad to know that, Son.

Erin's 18 now,

and she's a lot less flighty
than she used to be.

I trust her, too.

You working on me now?

I think you ought to let Erin
go to Virginia Beach.

Virginia Beach? What for?

To visit G.W.

No.

A lot of girls are doing that,
Daddy. Nice girls.

No!

G.W. thinks a lot of Erin,
Daddy.

And so do I. The answer is no.

Your daddy and I are going to
have to talk about this.

I'm 18, Mama.

I was there when you were born,
remember?

Mama, Curt and I talked about
this a lot last night,

-we think you should let her go.
-Jason thinks it's a good idea.

I'm sure you can find a lot of
support for this idea of yours.

But your daddy and I have the
responsibility

for this decision.

-You're ours, and we love you.
-But, will talk to him about it?

I'll talk to him.

You're gonna have to trust me.
I was in the Army!

You keep talking about it.
I know you were in the Army!

You don't know the kind of girls
that hang around

them Army posts!

-You don't want Erin to go.
-I won't let her go!

What're you thinking?

I'm thinking about
when you were in the Army,

and those girls
that hung around the Army posts.

-That was years ago.
-I didn't think about it then.

-I guess I must've trusted you.
-This is different.

This is our daughter.
This is Erin!

It's still trusting!

-You always said you like G.W.
-I still like him.

He's a normal, healthy boy.

He's just like one
of the family.

Liv.

I guess you're right.

G.W. is like one of the family.

You trust Erin,
and you trust G.W.

What's hard to trust is two
young people all alone

in Virginia Beach.

But if we let her go,

that's exactly what
we're gonna have to do.

Does Daddy know that people're
already getting on the bus?

The bus won't leave as long as
they're still selling tickets.

-Here.
-A letter?

For emergencies. Tuck it away
in the bottom of your purse.

-Mama...
-It isn't much.

Give the top half, this bottom
half is your ticket back home.

-Alright.
-Alright.

I never dreamed
I'd be taking a trip like this.

-Bye, Daddy.
-Goodbye, honey.

Mama.

There's one thing you can do for
me, both of you.

-What's that?
-Smile. Please?

What's the matter with you,
Jim-Bob?

You've done nothing
but look and listen all morning.

Well, I lost Rover.
He was gone this morning.

-I thought I heard him.
-No great loss, if you ask me.

That bird's a terror.

He's just grouchy 'cause
he's lonesome.

Grandpa says he needs a wife.

No sensible hen would live
with that bird.

I think I'm gonna stay out here
and look around for Rover, okay?

Suit yourself.

(IKE WHISTLING I'VE BEEN WORKING
ON THE RAILROAD)

-Hi. What can I do for you?
-I've come in to settle up.

No need to do that. We can do
that at the end of the month.

You sold one picture?

And an agent gets 10%?

That's 30 cents. There you are.

I've decided

to have J. Wellington Penrow
sell my pictures.

He goes out and hunts
for business.

And you just sit around
and wait for it to come along.

But, Maude, I'm just
getting started.

I'll tell you what.
Five percent.

Nope. I'm decided.

Anyway, my pictures don't like
sitting around

with pickles and cheese.

I'll have Jim-Bob come in
and gather them up.

(CASH REGISTER RINGING)

You sure are temperamental.

By the way, where's that stamp
you steamed off of my letter?

You want the stamp?

-What else do you want?
-I need some glue.

-Where's Jason tonight?
-Oh, he had to go to work early.

This looks awful.

We are few in number tonight,
Livie.

We're still a family.

Grandpa, you slide over there.
Elizabeth, come on.

But this is where I always sit.

JOHN: We're changing things
around tonight, honey.

There. That's better.

-Pa, would you say the blessing?
-Alright.

Father in heaven, omnipotent,
with all our hearts,

to thee we call.

Bless this family tonight,
those of us who are here,

and most especially, dear Lord,

bless those of us
who sit at other tables tonight.

Amen.

(SWING MUSIC PLAYING)

ERNIE: Aren't you gonna eat
your oysters?

Oh, sure. I was
just looking around.

And I've never had
oysters before.

Well, you better
watch him, Erin.

It just takes practice.
Like this.

Hey, soldier, I think
you've had enough.

You know, I think you're right.

-Would you care to dance?
-Sure.

Excuse us.

-They're real nice.
-Yeah.

-Is he your best friend?
-Who?

Oh, Ernie? Yeah.

He enlisted a couple
of months, before I did.

-So he knows the ropes better.
-What do you mean?

Oh, just how to get things done.

I mean, he's from Roanoke, and
he really knows his way around.

Around what?

This sounds like great music.
We ought to dance.

I don't see Ernie and Judy
anywhere. Do you?

They'll be back.

I thought we'd walk down
along the shore tomorrow.

-It's real nice there.
-Do they always just disappear?

Why're you so worried
about them?

I thought we were going
to be with them, that's all.

-They're going to get married.
-Tonight?

No. But you know,
they wanted to be alone.

Oh.

Is Judy going to be staying
here, too?

-Oh, sure.
-Really?

Because if she isn't,
then I don't want to.

Well, thanks
for the nice time, G.W.

I'll take you to your room.

Should you do that?

Sure, I should.
It's what you do.

Well, it's certainly been nice.

It's a nice room.

-I wonder when Judy'll be home.
-She won't.

-Where do you hide the coffee?
-It'll keep you awake.

That doesn't make much sense.

Walking around at 2:00 in the
morning with an coffee pot,

that makes sense?

Liv, maybe we should
have gone with her.

Wouldn't have been the same.

I know.

Ike'd come running if she called
there, wouldn't he?

Look at us, fussing around,

and you know she's been asleep
this long time.

Sure.

Sure.

I think you better go, G.W.

I've got to tell you something.

This didn't come out
the way it was supposed to.

Well, I don't think
that's my fault.

Sometimes I wish
you weren't such a nice girl.

Hey!

Hey, lover-boy! How'd it go?

Come on, Lou.

Wasn't this the big night?

Some little country girl from
that mountain, wasn't it? Huh?

Wasn't it?

She's not that kind of girl.

-Hey, Elizabeth, where's my car?
-How should I know?

It was around here,
and now it's gone.

-I haven't been around here.
-Well, somebody stole it!

Jim-Bob, nobody
in his right mind

would even be seen in that car,
much less steal it!

-Daddy, where'd my car go?
-Grandpa took it.

Yelling around that
somebody stole it!

Where'd he go?

Just hopped in
and went breezing down the road.

He's never done that before.

Grandpa does a lot of things
he's never done before.

(ENGINE PUTTERING)

(HONKING)

(ROVER CAWING)

Hey, Grandpa, you found Rover!

-And what's that?
-Ruby, a noble peahen,

future maid of Rover, in
sickness and health,

for better or for worse,
till death do them part.

Isn't that the hen from over
at Walt Biggers' place?

Yeah, you betcha. And that's
where I found Rover, over there,

strutting around, calling on
her, lifting his tail feathers

the way they do for the ladies.

Course, she isn't gussied up
quite as much as a peacock,

but then, they like them
that way.

I now pronounce you man
and wife.

Amen. A-women.

I figured she'd catch it.

-Welcome home!
-Hi, Daddy! Thank you.

-Mama!
-Hi, honey!

-How's everybody at home?
-We're fine. How's G.W.?

Wonderful. We had such a good
time, and he is my best friend.

-Friend?
-Friend.

JOHN-BOY: The peahen which
Grandpa brought home

as a companion to Rover
did ease Rover's loneliness,

and he became a much
better-tempered bird.

But as a pair, they remained
like Erin and G.W. Haines:

just friends.

-Mama?
-Yes, Elizabeth?

Are the best things in life
really free?

They surely are.

-A bicycle?
-No.

A trip to the ocean?

No, but things like good health
and love...

JOHN: And a good night's sleep!

ELIZABETH: But not a bicycle?
OLIVIA: No. Goodnight.

Goodnight, Mama.
Goodnight, Daddy.

JOHN: Night, honey.

ELIZABETH: Not even a trip to
the ocean?

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