All language subtitles for The.Waltons.S06E02.The.Stray.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Lose something?

No, I found something.
Footprints.

Considering all the feet around
here, that's no surprise.

ELIZABETH: But these
are different.

Heel, five toes.
What's the difference?

None of us has gone barefoot
since the last rain.

-What is the answer to this?
-Beats me.

JOHN-BOY: Looking back to 1939
on Walton's Mountain

I have to span a chasm
far deeper

and wider than
nearly 40 years of time.

Customs and prejudices that were
acceptable in those days

have gentled into a greater
justice today.

But they were part of that time,

and to remember them any other
way would be false.

It was then, too, that my
youngest brother, Jim-Bob,

entered a phase designed

to drive the rest
of the family to exasperation.

A time when nothing stayed
in his head for very long.

(EXCLAIMS) It sounded like
the whole wall gave way.

A lot of it did. I guess
I wasn't thinking.

-Can I help you, Verdie?
-Hadn't I better help you first?

I got plenty of time
to clean it up later.

You working here now?

Ike and Corabeth went to
Charlottesville.

I'm taking care of store for
them while they're gone.

How long will that be?

I think Ike said
till this afternoon.

Oh, then maybe you can help me.

We're leaving for Asheville
in the morning.

And I need someone
to look after the house

and water the garden
while we're away.

Sure.

You want to go in there
and get that?

No, it'll be alright in there.

Well, we're leaving
in the morning

and I'd like to get things
settled.

-Why are you going to Asheville?
-Oh, then you did hear me!

Sure. I'll water your garden
and clean up things for you.

My sister broke her foot.

I don't know how long
we'll be gone.

But this will take care
of the first week, Jim-Bob.

You don't
have to pay me, Verdie.

Now Harley and I insist on that.

Mr. Godsey pay you
to tend the store?

Yeah.

We're obliged to you, Jim-Bob.

Boy, is he gonna get it.

He just yanked everything out.

Didn't put anything
in the house.

We better or else we're gonna
get it, too.

Yeah.

Didn't even water.
What's wrong with him?

Oh, his head isn't working.

You jump on him and he says,
"I didn't think."

If he says that one more time,
I declare I'll scream.

Mmm, he's growing too fast.

His brain's out of whack
trying to keep up with his body.

John-Boy had the longest spell
of any of them till Jim-Bob.

Looks like Jim-Bob's gonna make
a life's work out of it.

"It"?

The Blank Stares
or whatever you call it.

He left the basket in the middle
of the yard. Only three eggs.

-I don't know where his mind is.
-Three eggs?

-You look around for some more.
-Already did. There aren't any.

He must have lost them
somewhere.

I wonder where he's lost
his head.

So you're the culprit.
I've been blaming Jim-Bob.

You can go right ahead.

I guess you heard about the
vegetables and the eggs.

Why does he need this
in the barn? I just washed it.

My fishing pole is missing,
he's flown the coop again.

I'm about to womp that boy.
You say you just washed that?

He helped me take it off
the line.

(WHISTLING)

(WHOOPING)

Livie! Livie!

(LAUGHING)

Livie, Livie!

Stop whatever you're doing
and come on over to the sink

and take a look at this string
of beauties.

Who taught me that a good
sportsman cleans his own catch?

So he does, and so I will,
daughter.

Aren't they splendid? String of
cat so firm and cool-looking.

-Did you put John's pole back?
-I didn't catch 'em.

I found them on a bed of leaves

in a state of splendor
on the back steps.

Who do you reckon caught them?

Mmm.

I firmly believe that these are
a peace offering from someone.

From the Brainless Wonder.

That's what we've been calling
Jim-Bob ever since

he's been walking around
with his head in the clouds.

I'm not partial to that
nickname.

Come here, Erin, let me show you
the fine art of cleaning fish.

I think I'm busy, Grandpa.

Come on, stand you
in good stead

with the next young fella
you meet.

-Hi, Daddy.
-Hi.

-What are you looking at?
-I don't know.

Jim-Bob, what the devil's
the matter with you?

If you don't hear it I guess
it's not up there.

Thought I heard an airplane.

How come you left the fish
on the back porch this morning?

I don't know. What fish?

Son, you are skating
on mighty thin ice.

Where did you put my
fishing pole?

-I don't know where it is.
-You went fishing this morning?

I've been working
for Ike all morning.

I think he gave it to me.

Ben and Elizabeth picked the
vegetables for you this morning,

and watered the garden,
Erin gathered the eggs.

We haven't been getting
too many eggs lately.

And I can't figure out why.

I knew I had it somewhere.

You mean you didn't feel that
in your shoe?

Nope.

We got a lot of work to do in
the mill. I'm gonna need you.

Ike and Corabeth went
to Charlottesville.

Next time that happens
you let me know.

We'll see if we can work
something out.

Jim-Bob, will you get your head
out of the clouds?

Hope you find your fishing pole.

This trail leads up
to the back porch.

It goes off towards the barn,
too.

There's my fishing pole.

It's still wet.

It's wet, too. It's blood.

Who are you?
What are you doing here?

Hiding.

-How'd you hurt yourself?
-I got a fishhook in my foot.

JOHN: Come on.

Whoa! Hold on, hold on. Now we
got some settling up to do.

You ain't aiming to hit me,
mister, are you?

-Here's your soapy water.
-Thanks, Jim-Bob.

-That hurt?
-It don't feel good.

(GASPS)

Should be over soon.

Might help if you try to think
about something else.

You got a fishhook in your foot,
there ain't nothing else.

Jim-Bob, the wood pile's
not going to fill itself.

Now!

(CAR HORN HONKING)

We came borrowing.
You got a big frying pan?

You know where it is.

-You feeling alright?
-Fine, Mama.

Hey, John, you taking up
surgery?

I can handle a fishhook.

-Who's the patient?
-We don't know, do we?

-You live around here?
-No, sir.

-You got a name?
-Josh.

-Josh what?
-Ain't no what. Just Josh.

-What's your name?
-John Walton.

-She your woman?
-I'm his wife.

By, golly! You did that
alright.

Oh, Daddy can do just
about anything.

MARY ELLEN:
Come on, let's raid the kitchen.

-You want it?
-It ain't mine.

Here.

(EXCLAIMS) Hey, lady!

A fishhook didn't bother you,
but a little clean water hurts?

He'll take care of my foot.

Well, I guess I got
other things to do.

Let it soak a while,
then you can dry it off.

I haven't seen you
around here before.

Just lately I been living
in your barn.

And taking from our vegetable
garden and henhouse, huh?

-Yes, sir.
-You think that's right?

Catfish ain't where I put it.
You must've found them.

It ain't never had
so much water.

You think the catfish makes up
for things, huh?

Best I can do, mister.

(GROANS)

Easy.

Mama says to put these on
when you're through.

I hope your foot gets better.

Come on, Josh.

Maybe I'll wait out here
for you.

-Ep.
-John!

-This here is Josh.
-Well, howdy, Josh.

Yes, sir.

Say, this looks like
a sitting down meeting here.

There we go.

What can I do for you, John?

I just want to find out
where he belongs.

Somebody must be looking
for him.

-Josh, you lost?
-No, sir.

-Did you run away?
-I move right along.

-What for you got a gun?
-This here is the Sheriff, Josh.

You gonna hit me?

Nobody's going to hit you.

We just want to find out
where you belong.

Where do your folks live?
Your ma and pa?

What does that mean? You must
know where you come from.

That ain't what he asked me.

He asked me about my Ma and Pa,
and I went like this...

'Cause I don't know.

Well, alright,
let's put it this way,

where did you come from
before you were here?

He never was there,
she went off a long time back.

Your mean your ma, she died?

Just out the door and off.
North Carolina.

We lived with Grandma Bill.
She's the one that died.

And that left you alone?

Now wait a minute.

You walked all the way
to Virginia from North Carolina?

I had plenty of time.

Well, John, there's just
nothing on him here.

'Course, you know,
that sometimes happens.

Why don't you let me ask around,
see what I can come up with?

-Much obliged, Ep.
-You bet ya.

Come on, son.

Good-bye, Josh.

Thought you might like
something cool.

(EXCLAIMING)

Oh, that's good.

-Have you seen Jim-Bob?
-I thought he was with you.

Work's falling behind.

What with Jim-Bob and Josh, we
can't get anything done.

I haven't seen Josh since you
got back from Rockfish.

He's either a pretty
sad little orphan boy

or he's in cahoots
with the devil.

I think we should keep him till
we find out where he belongs.

Ep doesn't think
there's much chance to that.

Then we'll just have to find
the right place for him.

You know, he kind of grows on
you. He doesn't say much.

You ask him a straight question

he'll give you
a straight answer.

-You believe what he tells you?
-I don't know.

Well, hey, Josh.

-What does that thing make?
-Well, it doesn't make anything.

It's called a press, it's a
printing press. See?

Well, you can just leave
that stuff there.

I never saw a house like this.
And what you call it?

-Well, it's called a shed.
-I never saw a shed like this.

It's a lot nicer now, ever since
my brother fixed it up.

Which one?

Well, his name is John-Boy.
He's lives in New York.

-You ask a lot of questions.
-I have to know a lot of things.

I got to go fill this thing up.

Now you just leave that press
alone, okay?

Josh?

You ever seen a room like this?

Well, I knew it was here,
if that's what you mean.

And one your boys,
he sleeps yonder?

No, the boys have rooms in the
house. Nobody sleeps here now.

-You like this room?
-I mean!

Well, you can sleep here till we
find something better for you.

(EXCLAIMING)

We'll get some clothes of the
boys' for you to wear,

you need a bath.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

None of that, you get busy with
this here soap.

It'llbe over with before
you know it.

Takes all of you to watch me?

That's right. We've got other
things to do, so get a move on.

Them womenfolk's
peeking out at me?

Nobody's going to see you.

-What for my clothes up there?
-My Mama cleaned them for you.

That woman is mean on clean!

She make you wash regular,
Mister?

Every Saturday night,
whether I need it or not.

Here, come on, let's get going.

(ALL LAUGHING)

-Where you been?
-Took Josh an extra blanket.

-Is he asleep?
-He's dead to the world.

No wonder, the day's work
he puts in.

-I wish we could keep him.
-So do I.

-You know the answer to that.
-Yes, and I hate it.

The longer we keep him,

the harder it's going
to be to let him go.

I keep hoping someone will turn
up and claim him.

(SIGHING) Not likely.

I think tomorrow I'd better go
to the orphanage

and see if they have room.

Ep's already spoken to them.

I don't like it any better
than you do.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute!

You get back up the stairs.
What's the matter with you?

Come on.

Go on.

-You must be Mr. Walton.
-Yes, ma'am.

Won't you come in?

Sheriff Bridges said you'd be
expecting us.

Yes. And this must be Josh.

Well, I'm Mrs. Thomas.

Yes, ma'am.

And this is going to be your
home for a little while, Josh.

Patience is the first thing
we learn here, Mr. Walton.

And everything takes
a little time,

but then time is what
we're rich with.

-You like baseball?
-I fish.

Fish. Well, you're going
to meet lots of new friends.

I bet you're just going
to love it here.

I'll be around.

(GROANS)

It's one of the hardest things
I ever had to do.

I know. It's one of
the reasons I stayed home.

You should've seen him.

He just stared at me
like I was abandoning him.

Then go get him. Bring him back.

In this day and age
you know what that would do.

We couldn't take him some of the
places we normally go.

-We wouldn't go to those places.
-Like the church?

He couldn't go to school
with the other kids.

He'd suffer. They'd suffer.

At least where he is,

he's got a chance for a good
family to take him in.

I'll keep an eye on him, I'll
drop by once in a while,

see how he's doing.

I wouldn't go up there just yet
the way he worships you.

Give him a little time
to get adjusted.

I guess you're right.

Ah, let's turn in.

Elizabeth was feeling alright
this morning.

She has a fever.
I'm gonna try and keep her...

How long you stay
at Mrs. Thomas'?

Till it was dark.

I'm right hard to see
in the dark.

I suppose that means
you haven't eaten anything.

Haven't raided the henhouse
or the garden?

No, ma'am.

I just been sitting here shining
my shoes and being good.

Well, my problem's easy.

All I got to do is fix him
some breakfast.

Mrs. Thomas and all those
boys and girls,

I thought that was
the answer for you.

I don't know.

Just felt like I was back
in North Carolina.

When Grandma Bill died
all them ladies come.

"Put him here,
put him there," they'd say.

"You take him, Flora."
"No. I got enough boys."

And they parcel me off here,
there, anywhere.

So I just started walking.

I guess I'm most content
with you, Mr. John.

-You feel better?
-I think so but Mama doesn't.

Seems she's always known when
it's time for me to be better.

-Was your mama like that?
-I don't think so.

-Don't you know?
-I almost forgot about her.

Josh, I found something for you.

First comes the alphabet. If you
learn a few letters a day,

then you can spell
and soon you'll be able to read.

That's nice.
You mean to learn me?

I going to teach you.

-You're feeling better.
-Then can I go to Mary Ellen's?

-Maybe tomorrow. Come on, Josh.
-JOSH: I'm powerful ready.

See. "A" is the first letter
of the word "apple".

And "ate".

See, "Joe ate an apple."

Hmm?

-What you gonna cook?
-Hmm?

I'm smoking meat.
This here is a smokehouse.

-What kind of meat?
-Oh, wildcat, bear mostly.

I got a bear in there right now.

Are you sure?

Sure. I caught this bear
down in that big hollow.

You know how I caught him?
Well, I will tell you.

You know, bears,
they like honey.

They like honey better than
anything in the world.

I went down there in the
hollow where the bear was,

he was snuffing around there
eating blueberries or something,

and I got me an old bee tree

and I put honey all over my
hands real thick like.

He reared up on me,

he was tall as that old poplar
tree over there,

and he rushed toward me,

his eyes glaring
and sniffing my honey.

And I reached out and... Pow!

Hit him right between the eyes.

He never knew what hit him.

I wouldn't advise you
to try that

until you get somewhat larger.

Wood, wood, wood, wood.

All you need,
I'll fetch it for you.

Well, you're a real handy young
man to have around. Thank you.

Are you Mr. John's daddy?

I am proud to say
that I am John's daddy, yeah.

He sure do like you say.

On occasion he does
do that, yes.

If you think I'm good to have
around, you tell Mr. John that?

I'll do that. I'll do that
little thing for you, young man.

I'm about to carve up
this here bear.

Which part of the bear
would you like?

She said the boys run away
the most,

-but a lot of them come back.
-I can't hear you.

Mrs. Thomas from the orphanage.

She told me yesterday when
I called her about Josh.

Did she say anything else?

Just that she'd try to keep him
there if we brought him back.

"When at last the Mole woke up,

"much refreshed and in his usual
spirits, the Rat said,

"'Now then! I'll just take a
look outside

"and see if everything's
quiet...'"

Can't you see the likes of all
these moles and rats talking?

ELIZABETH: They only do it
in books.

I am the world's greatest
teacher.

I just taught him
the alphabet yesterday.

That's impossible.

If you want to please someone
a lot, it's possible.

Even if it means letting
them teach you

how to read when you
already know how.

(EXCLAIMS)

Lookie, lookie, lookie.

I have never seen
this place so clean before.

-Someone helping out.
-Somebody's doing some work.

Must be one of those elves
that turn sawdust into gold.

-They do a good job.
-Yeah, they're giving us a hand.

Sorry I'm late, Daddy.

But Walker hadn't written his
handbills before I got there.

I had to wait through six
customers.

How about you, Jim-Bob?

Jim-Bob!

-Oh, sure.
-What's your excuse?

Don't you know you're supposed
to help out around here?

I'm sorry, Daddy,
I just didn't think.

We're here now,
why don't we get to work.

Fine, you do that.

-Who did all this?
-Elves, mostly.

I want to talk to you, Josh.

You been doing Ben
and Jim-Bob's work for them?

-What kind of work they do?
-Out at the mill with Daddy.

They supposed to do that?

Somebody came in
and cleaned up the whole place.

I keep them mighty nice.

You keep everything mighty nice,
I want to know why you do it?

You think it pleases Mr. John?

-Is that what you're after?
-Sure.

You're on the right track.

Verdie's one of the nicest
ladies we know.

Harley's her husband,
he's a fine man, too.

They got a son, Jodie,
he's about Jim-Bob's age.

-He's a nice boy.
-How'd you know that?

Her being so nice,
and him being so fine,

I knew the boy had to
be extra good.

You look right handsome.

-I wish you'd wear those.
-My feet ain't free in shoes.

Then why do you carry them
around?

-They mine now?
-Yes.

I take care of things
that's mine.

Funny they'd all be gone.

Father, what are you
all doing here?

Might ask you the same question.

I work here. Boy, they sure
got you scrubbed up.

-What do you mean you work here?
-I'm working while they're gone.

Gone where? Honestly, Jim-Bob!

Sorry, I thought I told you.
Guess I just didn't think.

Where have they gone,
and for how long?

To Asheville. Verdie's sister
broke her foot.

I don't know when
they'll be back.

Jim-Bob, you're working at
Ikes', you're working here,

when you going to start
working at home?

Their hose had a leak,
so I taped it for them.

I don't care how many jobs you
have, you gotta work at home.

-Now get home and get started.
-Yes, sir.

We're gonna be busy, Jim-Bob.

I'll take two cans of paint
and them screws if they come in.

Okay.

Ep tells me you got a visitor
over at your house.

-His name is Josh.
-Any idea where he belongs?

Doesn't seem to belong anywhere.

I'll take that paint
and those screws, Ike.

Oh, sure.

-You like fishing?
-Yes, sir.

-Ever seen one of those?
-No, sir, not like this.

It's called a level-winder reel.
It's the best.

If you had one of those,
would you take me fishing?

Might.

I got your paint here.
Those screws aren't in, though.

They'll be in tomorrow though,
for sure.

Where does Josh sleep?

-Come on, Josh.
-Yes, sir.

We're gonna fish that pond
dry now.

You get this at Ike's?

Mind you said we'd go fishing
if that belonged to you.

Where did you get
the money for this, Josh?

I could spare the
time right now.

Josh.

Did you take this
from Ike's store?

Yes, sir, I did.

Come on.

Go ahead, Josh.

I would have paid when I could.

It was still stealing.
What should we do with him?

Mr. John knows I pay
when I take.

You don't take!

You got the rules all wrong,
Josh.

You can't get away
with things like that.

You had your eye on that reel.
No sin you shouldn't have it.

Don't pretend you don't
understand what I'm saying.

You know right from wrong.
I'm ashamed of you.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Yeah?

What did I forget?

What did you remember lately
is more the question, Son.

I'm sorry, Daddy.

I got something important for
you to do, think you can do it?

-Yes, sir.
-Well, I'm counting on you.

Here's $28, go to town tomorrow,
put it in the bank.

-It's payment on the mill.
-Okay.

-You won't let me down?
-I promise.

Alright.

John! Oh, there you are.

He's nowhere around the barn

and your fishing pole
is where you left it.

He wasn't at the pond either.

-Elizabeth!
-He's not up here.

OLIVIA: John!

His bed hasn't been slept in.
He's gone, he took his shoes.

Well, I didn't mean
to run him off.

You didn't run him off.

Weren't you supposed to do
something for your father?

I'm going in to town right now.
Has anybody seen Josh?

Thought maybe he's at Verdie's.
He knows nobody's home there.

You were supposed to
water her garden this morning.

I forgot. I'll do it
on the way to town.

I shouldn't have told Josh
I was ashamed of him.

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

PAUL: Let's see you dance.
Come on. Come on, dance.

JOSH: I don't know how to dance.

PAUL: If you dance we'll give
you a penny, huh? Come on.

-Let me see your shoes, come on.
-They're mine!

Let me see your shoes.

(CLAMORING)

Hey, you just leave him alone.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Hold him now, hold him now.
You like this brand?

Come on.

You like this brand?

(BOTH LAUGHING)

We've been looking for you.

-Where'd you find him?
-In Rockfish.

Running is no kind of answer,
you know that.

-What have you got on you?
-It's beer.

-Get out of the car.
-What have you been doing?

-There's a good explanation.
-I'm waiting to hear it.

-It's on my hair and my clothes.
-Is that all?

Come on, Josh,
you gotta help me explain this.

They told me to dance, and then
they poured beer all over him.

-Who did?
-Just two guys, Mama.

When I found Josh,
they were pushing him around.

I told them to leave him alone,
and we kind of got in a fight.

I'm glad I sent you to town so
you'd be there to help Josh out.

Jim-Bob, you did get to the
bank, didn't you?

I must've lost it in the fight.

Well, did you go back 'and try
to find it?

I never thought.

Come here.

Don't hurt him, Mr. John.

I was headed for the bank.
I couldn't leave Josh there.

Do you know how hard we had to
work for that $28?

I know.

I'm glad you helped Josh.
I'm proud of you.

But I could blister your behind
for losing that money.

-I'll make it up, Daddy.
-You sure enough will.

I'm sorry, I don't know
what's wrong with me.

Things just don't stick
in my head anymore.

Didn't you have a time like that
when you were young?

I guess maybe I did. Went
through something like that.

I guess I forgot.

Go on, take a bath.

Josh, I'm sorry
something like that happened.

There are stupid people
everywhere, you know.

It's alright.
It happened to me lots of times.

It's not alright.

If I hadn't tried to keep you
out of trouble,

I wouldn't be in this mess
right now.

Where were you going, anyway?

Want me to do that again?

Not unless you want your neck
in a sling.

-Well, where were you going?
-Can't say where I was going.

Just going,
before I got myself put again.

I don't want to go to
that home, Jim-Bob.

Daddy said Mrs. Thomas
is a nice lady.

And that nice lady's place
is just full of boys and girls.

This place is pretty full
of boys and girls, too.

But they's yours,
you was born belonging.

Must be the best kind of thing,
belonging somewhere.

Good to have you
helping out, Son.

Just keep your mind
on your work now.

I feel sorry for Josh.

Yeah, that's easy to do. But it
doesn't solve anything for him.

You know, it's too bad
you can't be his father.

-He thinks an awful lot of you.
-He's alright.

If it was up to me I'd send him
to Verdie's, he'd belong there.

That's good thinking, Son. Your
head's back where it belongs.

-Yes, sir.
-I'm glad for that.

Sister's much better, thank you.

And we're mighty glad
to be back home.

We're glad to have you home,
Verdie.

Josh here is one of the reasons.

Now you're not from around here.
I know most everybody.

I come from North Carolina, I
got nobody. I walked here.

This is the second time he
marched me over here

to give me to you.

My goodness! And I had you in
mind as a quiet boy.

Oh, he is a quiet boy mostly,
Verdie.

I thought maybe you know of a
family that could take him in.

Now that shouldn't be hard to
do, I can see that.

I took him to Mrs. Thomas',
but he didn't like it there.

That's because you weren't going
to be with Mrs. Thomas, you see.

I might know of a home.

I'll have to make inquiries,
of course.

Maybe you and Josh
can come back tomorrow.

Well, thank you, Verdie.
We'll do that.

Bass working over there.

They're just playing.

They won't bite when they're
just playing.

-Might catch one.
-Not likely.

Josh, you're going to have
a good home.

I want you, Mr. John.

I'll be close by.

They say that.
They all say that.

"I'll be close.
I'll look in on you."

And they never come back.

I care to belong to you.

Just wouldn't work, son.

Would it of worked
if I was white?

Might make it some easier.

You wouldn't have to be
proud of me.

You wouldn't even have to call
me son, unless you felt like it.

Josh, I'd be proud
to call you "son".

I'd be proud to treat you
like a son.

Happiest times of my life
was when I was raising my sons.

They're almost grown now.

Here you're giving me a chance
to live those fine days again,

that's mighty tempting.

I can't do it.

Maybe in 10 years, maybe
in 100 years, who knows,

but not here, not now.

It would be a hurtful thing
for you even if we tried, Josh.

-You understand?
-I reckon.

I'd change things if I could.

-May I come in?
-Yes, ma'am.

I never saw anyone take better
care of a pair of shoes

and never wear them.

I'm fixing to leave these here.

They belong to you, like these
clothes. They're yours now.

You must have liked Verdie.
Everybody does.

Ain't what I like that counts.?

JOHN: Hold your head up.
JOSH: Yes, sir.

JOHN: No matter what happens,
you always hold your head up.

JOSH: Yes, sir.

-Good afternoon, Mr. Walton.
-Verdie.

And to Mister Josh, too.

Good afternoon, ma'am.

Well, I've got news for you.

Good news, I hope.

-It's the best news for me.
-You found a home for Josh.

Harley and Jodie, they went
into Westham on a job of work.

But my Harley and I talked
the night long

and we believe Josh
belongs with us.

JOHN: Liv and I were hoping
that would happen.

-You and Harley are sure?
-Harley knows my heart.

And my heart was set
on you, Josh.

That's good.

Guess I better
be getting on home.

You go along now, Mr. Walton.

Josh and I, we have to start
knowing each other.

-Behave yourself.
-Yes, sir.

Won't seem so for a while, Josh,
but this is the place for you.

-I want you.
-I want him.

But you don't belong with him.

You belong here with
Harley and Jodie

and me and all the good black
people hereabouts.

-You see him right along?
-Right along.

The Waltons are kind people,

but they don't know
much about us folks.

I'm going to raise you
to be a fine man,

a fine black man, and proud!

JOHN-BOY: Josh found his place
to belong to

and he grew up
to have much to be proud of.

To this day, Josh speaks
of my father

with the deepest affection
and regard.

And we often laugh together
about how he came into our lives

during the time that Jim-Bob's
head was on vacation.

JIM-BOB: You awake, Daddy?
JOHN: Yeah.

JIM-BOB: You stop
and think about it,

Josh is luckier than most guys.

JOHN: How's that?

Verdie just saw him and picked
him up to be their son.

That's kind of special.

JOHN: Guess you're right.

We were just born
to you and Mama.

We didn't have any say
about it at all.

JOHN: Sorry about that.
Guess we weren't thinking.

-Goodnight, Son.
-JIM-BOB: Goodnight, Daddy.