All language subtitles for The.Waltons.S06E14.The.Milestone.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Liv, it's past three.

-You haven't been to sleep, why?
-I don't know.

Why are you crying?

I can't tell you.

That's not like us.
We always talk about things.

-Now, come on.
-Don't touch me!

(JOHN-BOY)
There is a special niche
in memory

where a child places
his parents.

A place and time where they are
never younger, never older.

A time when
they are changeless.

For me, that memory
is of many years ago

and no matter what came after,
they are forever young.

(PIANO PLAYING)

Jason, will you please find
someplace else to practice?

Jason, will you stop
playing for a minute!

I have to practice, Mama. I'm
playing it in church tomorrow.

Somewhere else.
I can't have it here.

I can't practice at church

'cause they're staining
the floor today.

If I play this kind of music
at the Dew Drop Inn

nobody is gonna buy any beer!

Jason, I don't care where you
go, just please...

You hurt yourself, Mama?

What happened?

I'm not sure.

Thought I saw you coming out
here. Couldn't figure out why.

No reason I can think of.

Liv, you crying?

Just wanted some air. I think
I'll sit here for a while.

Can I stay with you?

I'd rather you didn't.

Mama!

Hey, Mary Ellen,
have you seen where mom is?

No.

That's silly. She's usually
around here.

Watch where you step. There's
glass all over the floor.

-What did you break this time?
-Nothing.

You know sometimes you don't
make a whole lot of sense.

-What have you got there?
-Oh. This is private.

It's papers for Mama to sign.

Maybe I'll let you look at 'em
after she's done.

I'd wait on it if I were you,
Jim-Bob.

Today isn't the best day
to be asking Mama for favors.

-What's wrong with Mama?
-I don't know. Maybe nothing.

Who said it was a favor, anyway?

Mama!

Guess that's my mess.
Thanks, Mary Ellen.

It wasn't that much trouble,
Mama.

I don't know what gets
into these hands.

They used to work better.

Might be you overwork them.

I guess I drove Jason away.

He'll be back.

It just flew out of my hand.

(BELL CHIMING)

Hey, Jim-Bob,
you better get a move on.

I'm not going to church.
I'm sick.

You're liable to be.
Mama's on her way upstairs.

-Jim-Bob, what's wrong?
-He claims he's sick.

When did this come on?

Probably when the church bell
started ringing.

I've got a stomach ache,
but I don't think it's serious.

Let me see your tongue.

I don't think it's serious,
either.

Mama, is it a good time
to talk to you?

It's a good time
to go to church.

You want me spreading germs
all over those people?

Here's your Bible.

Find yourself some paper
and copy ten Bible verses.

Keep you from getting bored.

How long ago?
You don't want to tell me.

(CHATTERING)

They're gettin' up ahead
of us there.

I can't figure out
which one to have,

sandwiches and lemonade,
or cake and ice cream.

I thought you wanted both.

Well, I think I do,
but I might change my mind.

What do you think, Mama?

I don't know what you're talking
about, Elizabeth.

-My party.
-What party?

Remember the party
you promised me I could have?

You were gonna make me a dress
and I could call anyone I want.

You did say it, Mama.
We all heard you.

I'm sure if you'd told me,
I would have remembered.

-Mama?
-You don't remember?

Maybe we ought
to talk about this later.

No, wait a minute.
Let's get this straight.

What party
are you talking about?

You promised me
I could have a party

invite anyone I wanted to.

You also said
that you'd make her a new dress.

It was just the other day when
we were all in the kitchen.

No one said a word
to me about any party

and I don't want to hear any
more about it!

-Mama, what is it?
-You all go on ahead.

Liv! I'll wait here
with you if you like.

I just want you all
to go on ahead

and stop fussing over
everything! I'm not ill.

Please!

Come along, come along,
young'uns.

Come on.

Good morning, Olivia.

Something wrong, Olivia?

Hadn't planned on
buildin' your bedroom yet,

but I'm willing. I'm willing.

He ever answer you?

We understand each other.
He doesn't talk back.

You thinking about building
on the Mountain again?

Never stopped thinking
about that, Son.

And, Daddy, I got a real good
chance for a job in Rockfish.

That so?

Might be paying $20 a week,
that's just at the beginning.

The experience is better
than the money.

I'd be working with tools
and I'll learn a lot.

What you got there?

Some papers you have to sign
'cause I'm under age.

Under age for what?

Building small airplane parts.
It's for defense work.

Be on after-schools
and Saturdays.

It says here you need
both parents' signatures.

Yeah.

I'm willing if you wanna
give it a try.

Don't neglect your schoolwork.

Don't know how your mom's
going to feel about this.

You could sign it.

It says it needs
both parents' signatures.

You ask her about it,
I'll back you up.

Thanks, Dad.
What was for breakfast?

Sausage and pancakes.

You wouldn't want any anyway
with that stomach ache.

Hey, Daddy, isn't something
supposed to be cooking?

Hmm.

It's not like your mama
to forget Sunday dinner.

Where's Liv?

Isn't she home? She left before
church.

Why'd she do that?

I don't know.

Seemed to be alright.
Said she wasn't sick.

Well, she sure hasn't
been herself lately.

Well, if she missed church,
something must be wrong.

I'll go look for her.

You better get some dinner
started around here.

(GURGLING)

(PEOPLE CHUCKLING)

What is it, Liv?

The other day, running off
from behind the barn

today missing church,
it's got to be serious.

I feel like
I'm a long way from home.

You look so serious.

I feel homesick.

Like I want to go back.

Like I wanna be a child
with my mother and father.

I know they've been
gone this long time

but that's the kind
of homesick I feel.

Doesn't make much sense,
does it?

Whatever troubles
you troubles me, Liv.

We've always been able to talk.
Talk about things.

If we couldn't talk, we...

We'd touch and make things
good again.

I've just never seen you
this way.

It's tearing me apart,
not being able to help you.

I feel like running away
or trying to catch up

or finding something I've lost.

I don't know which it is.

How can I find
what I'm looking for

when I don't even know what
it is I've lost?

Your mama's tired,
she's taking a rest.

There's no need for all these
long faces.

Yeah, Livie needs a little peace
and quiet after taking care

of all you wild young'uns
for all these years.

Let's try to be extra
considerate of her for a while.

If you've got any problems,
don't go to her with them.

I don't understand.
I mean, is she sick?

I told you, honey, she's tired.

How much longer
is she gonna be tired, Daddy?

That's a real bright question,
Jim-Bob.

Yeah, it's like,
"How high is up?"

I need to know, Ben,
it's not that dumb.

Jason, this was a big day for
you, you ask the blessing.

(CLEARS THROAT)

God, our Father, we thank you
for the bounty of this table.

And we all ask your help
in making Mama feel easier.

-Amen.
-Amen.

GRANDPA: Ah, here she is.

Figured it was safe to come down

now that all the work is done.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

MARY ELLEN: Mama?

Come in, Mary Ellen,
if you're alone.

Somebody you don't wanna see?

I'm trying to work on this
surprise for Elizabeth.

Oh, Mama, it's just what
Elizabeth wants.

Never know when
I can work on it.

I don't know if I've mentioned
lately but these...

hands seem to fight me.

Would you like me
to massage them?

Curt says I'm real good
on backs and necks.

Alright.

I must get that child
to tell me what she needs

how many children
she wants and...

Are you talking about the party?

Elizabeth's party,
I told you about that.

Yeah, I guess I forgot.

(GROANS)

I'm sorry.

You didn't hurt me, Mary Ellen.
They hurt me!

Sometimes it seems like
they don't belong to me at all.

Sometimes the pain
just shoots through them!

Do they hurt that much?

Don't mind the tears,
I'm not really crying.

I just can't seem
to stop the tears.

I really think you're just
tired, Mama. Just extra tired.

I think I'm just extra silly.

I don't know when
I've given way like this before.

I don't think ever.

Well, I don't like the feeling.

And I am not going
to accommodate it.

Mama?

I'm taking a trip,
you want to come along?

Make-believe?

For the time being, anyway.

This is my mother and her
sister, Aunt Kate Daley

in front of our house
in Alberene.

Which one's your mother?

Do I look like her?

I think you're prettier.

Well, I'm not.
Or nearly as good or as strong.

I wish I could be the woman
my mother was.

What about your Aunt Kate?

Kate Grover Daley. She wasn't at
all like my mother.

They were both strong women

but Mother's strength
was a quieter strength.

You always knew where Aunt Kate
stood on things

and where you stood with her.

It's kind of like having an
older sister in Aunt Kate.

Who's the little girl?

OLIVIA: That's your mama.

Really?

And that hat you see
going round the porch

that was on my daddy's head.

You know? I'm glad you grew up
to be my mama.

I hope I grow up to be as pretty
as you are.

Mama?

I'm alright, Elizabeth. It's
just a little close in here.

I think I better go downstairs.

Are you feeling sick?

(SIGHS)

You know how it is, Elizabeth,
sometimes it's time to move on.

Will you pick up
that photo album?

-Mama, I need to talk to you.
-It'll have to wait, Jim-Bob.

Well, I've been waiting,
and it can't wait any more.

Daddy's gonna sign it.
All you have to do is read it.

I mean, you don't have to read
it, just sign your name.

Well, I have to know
what I'm signing.

It's just a chance at the best
job offer I ever had.

Good money and good experience.
Daddy's all for it.

With the chores you have to do
and your schoolwork,

you've got enough to handle.

Mom, it's just in Rockfish at
Lou's tool and machine shop.

After schools and Saturdays,
and that's it.

I still have time
to do my schoolwork.

Jim-Bob, I am busy.
I don't wanna talk about it.

This is lousy.

Don't you talk to me that way.

I'm sorry, Mama.

Daddy says we have to be
extra nice to you right now.

I don't know why.
You sure make it tough.

I don't know what
it is with your mama

but it's getting time to find
out. It's got me worried.

I wish Curt were here.
He'd know.

-Why don't you take my place?
-I've got some errands to run.

Why don't you let
Mary Ellen run 'em?

It'd be nice having you up on
the Mountain building the house.

Wonder if I put the potatoes
on to boil.

Will you take care
of it for me, please?

Liv!

When I was in training, there
was a patient kind of like Mama.

Very sad, very depressed.

The doctors called it
melancholia.

What did you do about it?

The first thing you do
is don't take my word for it.

I learned my lesson about
diagnosing illnesses

a long time ago.

Oh, hello, Olivia, how are you?

Boy, this is the limit. I gotta
find this earring in here.

-Has the mail gone out yet, Ike?
-Oh, I don't know.

Flossie Brimmer comes,
she's dressed fit to kill.

She's going into Westham to
shop. She loses her earring

and she thinks it's in here...
I think I found it!

Gum! Corabeth!

Mr. Godsey, I am not deaf.

Olivia, I didn't know you were
here. What can I do for you?

I just wanna mail some letters.

Oh, well, the mail seems
to be slightly disorganized.

But if you'll give them to me

I'll see that they're
dispatched.

-How am I gonna get this off?
-Shall I take them, dear?

A little paint thinner,
rubbing alcohol.

I beg your pardon?

It'll take the gum off
his hands.

Oh, well, I'll tidy Mr. Godsey
up a bit

and then we'll be back in
business shortly.

You know, Flossie,
she comes in with...

(BUZZING)

Number, please.

Your number, please.

May I please have your number?

Hello? Hello?

Is anybody there? Hello?

You won't believe
what was in that gum, Olivia.

Yeah, Flossie Brimmer's...

Strange. She left without
leaving her letters.

ERIN: Hello? Is anybody there?
Hello?

Hello?

It's me, Ike, Erin.

Oh, Erin.

Well, I guess your mother
just changed her mind.

Oh.

Strange,
she didn't mail her letters.

Well, there's one thing never
changes up here.

That's this endless view.

This house never changes much
either, Pa.

You can't do anything
but fits and starts.

I don't think we've
been able to put

one week's decent work in here
since we first got going on it.

Hauling logs, working
for the Army, chasing pigs

working with the Baldwins.

Time is a precious commodity.

There was a time

Liv and me used to talk about
living up here without a house.

That was a long time ago, before
the babies started coming.

You don't suppose
you're the only couple

that ever had such
an idea, do you?

I don't want it to go
on any longer, Pa.

Things standing in the way
of Liv being up here.

She needs a change.
A view, breathing space, Pa.

Well, let's get started.

I'd feel better about this if I
were driving you over there.

Where did I put that picture?

Oh.

Do you remember Aunt Kate
at all?

Nice lady.

She was when I saw
her sometime back.

Fifteen years ago, I counted.

Liv.

John, it won't be long.

How long?

I don't know how long. I just...

I just feel if I can
go back to Alberene

and spend some time
with Aunt Kate

that it will set all kinds of
things to rest.

But you never say what
kind of things.

Just...

Feelings. I...

The need to go back to...

To be somewhere else, to get out
of my family's way for a while.

I can't believe this!

What in the hell
is going on around here?

You're just gonna have to be
patient with me, John.

Hello, young fella.

Walton, James Robert.
I was in here last week.

Oh, sure. About the job,
only you're under age, right?

That's what you said, sir.

No, that's what Uncle Sam said.

Well, let's look at your
application now.

-It's not signed or anything.
-It better be.

Unless you had a few birthdays
to bring you up to age.

You see, it's about my mama.
My daddy's gonna sign it...

She has to sign it, too.
I told you that.

Well, she's gonna sign it.
She's just away right now.

You have to have both parents.
I made that as clear as I could.

My grandpa would sign
it in a minute.

How about the minister?

It sounds like you better
get to work on your mama.

I guess that job's
still open then.

Well, not for long.

I guess I told you
I built my own car.

Walton.

Thanks.

Whatever's in that case,
I've already got plenty of it.

I was told you'd want
all I have.

Of what?

Candy kisses, liquorice whips,
a rag doll...

A flannel nightgown
and a clean handkerchief!

You've run away from home again.
Your mother is going to be so...

Olivia!

(SOBBING)

I do my best crying indoors.

Here!

This isn't how I planned it.

I believe that.

Come in. Sit down.

Tell me how you thought
it would be.

You were going to open the door,
I was going to say

"Hello, Aunt Kate.
I'm Olivia Walton,"

and you were going to be
thrilled to see me.

I guess that's a better
beginning.

No, I liked the candy kisses
and the liquorice whip.

Why have you run away
from home this time?

(SIGHS)

Are you given to tears or do you
have something to cry about?

I don't know.

I often have a sherry
after I've mowed the lawn.

Not for me, thanks.

You sound just like your mother.

I used to rub it on your gums
when you were teething.

It worked wonders then.

You'd stop crying.

Very often you smiled at me.

I don't want any, thank you.

If you wrote me a letter about
visiting, I didn't get it.

I wrote you one,
but I didn't mail it.

What's the matter, Olivia?

Something dreadful.

-Something very frightening.
-What is it?

I can't control how I think.
Or what I think.

-Have you been to a doctor?
-Or how I act.

It seems wherever I am,
I wanna leave.

I don't even know
what I'm doing here.

You'll stay here till we know.

I don't know what's
wrong with me.

Your mother used to solve most
of her problems

over a cup of tea.

I'll fix you one.

And after this, most likely,
you'll want a rest.

And then tomorrow,
we'll see Doc Caldwell

who's got no business
being as wise as he is.

I don't know if I'm gonna
be able to lie still

long enough to rest.

Might be different today.

(DOOR OPENING)

-What're you up to?
-Nothing.

You gonna leave those
on the floor?

I'll pick 'em up when I want to.

Looks like Mama's writing.

It's just some stuff
she wanted to throw away.

You're copying her signature?

I'm not very good at it.

I wouldn't get very good at it.

That's forgery. You can get
thrown in the clink for that.

Well, even if I was good at it,
I'd probably be too nervous.

You mean on the job application?

I really want the job.

They'd probably
shoot you for it.

Mama wrote this to John-Boy.

I think reading other people's
mail is a crime, too.

"I need something to hold on to

or I know I'll fly off
the world."

I wonder why she'd say that.

Wonder why she'd write
it to John-Boy.

Don't ask me.
I'm practically an orphan.

Yeah, you're in a lot
of trouble alright.

I sure am.

Daddy's up on the Mountain
working on the house

and now Mama's gone.

Yeah, we better
throw these away.

Mama meant to get rid of them
obviously.

Jim-Bob, you're gonna
get in trouble.

I was just thinking about it.

Honest.

Aunt Kate, you didn't tell me
we were coming here.

We're having a picnic.

Right under the oak tree.

-Does anybody live here?
-Not at the moment.

Does it look the same to you?

It's a lot smaller
than I remember.

You're bigger.

I seem to remember you could see
the church from this side

and nearly to your house
on the other.

Trees and shrubs grow, too,
you know.

At least the rope didn't break.

I expect it's been changed.

A few times.

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

MOTHER: Be careful, child.

Be careful, child.

It's supper time. Time to come
in now and clean up.

It'll be dark soon. I don't
want you out there alone.

Come in now, child.

AUNT KATE: Olivia.

Olivia.

Here's some tea.

Come sit and eat.

-I made you party sandwiches.
-With the crusts off.

This isn't the same tea
you gave me yesterday.

Oh, no, that was my
special blend

for people who need
to rest and can't.

I slept round the clock.

It does a job on a cold, too,
if you catch it soon enough.

There's always been a part of me
that wanted to be wild and free.

I imagined that when the
children were grown

I could express
that part of myself.

Inside I feel like a young girl.

When I look in the mirror...

You're determined that it's bad
news, aren't you?

The way that I feel...
No, the ways that I feel,

there's no chance
that it could be good news.

Olivia.

You really do want to know,
or you'd have never come to me.

You're going to see
Dr. Caldwell, right?

Let's go, Mary Ellen!

Daddy, am I glad I caught you.

-Any word from your mama?
-No.

Can you sign these now?

Alright, but I don't know what
good one signature'll do.

I thought if I showed
him your signature

he'd hold the job
open a little longer.

I hope so, but don't count on
your mama changing her mind.

Maybe she'll be a new woman
by the time she gets back.

Thanks, Daddy.

(CAR STARTING)

Let's go, Mary Ellen!

-Hello.
-Hi, Reverend.

Jim-Bob, my car broke down.

-Where you headed?
-Rockfish.

-Mind if I bum a ride?
-Hop in.

I never thought you would be an
act of Providence.

Here, I'll hold that.

-Darn it. This just isn't fair!
-What's the matter?

I wasn't gonna go through with
it, but...

I can't figure out how you show
up right when I was signing it.

You preachers got powers
or something?

Yeah, yeah.
We're absolutely amazing.

What are you talking about?

I signed my mother's
signature on there.

You forged your mother's name?

It's pretty good if you know

what my mama's handwriting
looks like.

But you preachers probably
know everything.

Just beats me how you do.

How did your dad's name
get on here?

He signed that.

Guess I lost that job for sure.

Well, you know
what you did was wrong.

I wanted the job.

But you are going to
forgive and forget, right?

I'll forgive you, but I don't
know if I can forget about it.

It's going to take some thought.

Guess I'm going to drive
you to Rockfish now.

Sure you want to?

It's Kate Grover Daley
in Alberene.

Right.

Operator?

Yes, could you give me Alberene,
Virginia? Mark it 2346.

Thank you.

-Is it ringing?
-Yep.

You should have seen
what Mama wrote to John-Boy.

I know I shouldn't have been
looking at it, but...

Well, the other day, she tried
to call somebody from Ike's.

I don't know who it was, though.

-Is it still ringing?
-Yep.

(PHONE RINGING)

Thank you.

There's no answer, Jason.
You want me to try later?

No, I'll think of something.

I just can't accept that.

He's a nice enough man,
your young Dr. What's-his-name.

Caldwell.

And I mean no offense to him.
It's simply that he's too...

I don't know how to say it.

In the car you said, he doesn't
know what he's talking about.

I guess I did say that.

No sherry for me, thank you.

I am just trying to remember.
The...

The shortness of breath,
the interior shakes and quivers

the headaches
that split your skull

and the hands that won't work.

-I didn't tell you...
-And the need to run away.

You didn't mention the sudden
rises in temperature

and the forgetfulness.

How do you know?

Those were my symptoms.

This time of life. It didn't
start with you, Olivia.

But I'm too young, aren't I?

Apparently not.

-That smells good.
-Your headache must be gone.

The food wasn't made that
appealed to me when I had one.

I hate growing old.

Well, you've been doing it right
along.

Never seemed so until this came
along.

Oh, Olivia!

You find that amusing?
Well, I don't.

Well, it is.

You better find some way so you
can laugh at yourself a little.

-It's not the end of the road.
-It is surely not the beginning.

It's a bend in the road.
It's just a turning, that's all.

I'm sorry. I'm not myself.

No, you're not.

You're mighty quick to agree.

Well, the Olivia that I know
writes me letters.

Not often.

But enough for me to know
how wonderful John is.

And how talented John-Boy and
Jason are.

And how lovely Erin
is and Elizabeth

and Mary Ellen and the baby.

Ben is some kind of a tycoon.

And Jim-Bob thinks
that he's Lindbergh.

I do love hearing about them.

And you haven't mentioned them
once since you've been here.

Now, I know that you've been
fearful.

I was terrified.

And you had every right to be.

But now that you know what it is

you just have to head in there.

And stop feeling
sorry for myself.

Well. None of it's easy.

But just turning
your eyes around

and thinking about
that family of yours,

it's a good place to start.

I guess if I've got to grow old

and there doesn't seem to be any
way of stopping it

I might as well try to do it
gracefully.

(THUNDERING)

GRANDPA: You never can tell
about this kind of a storm.

It may rain, it may flood, it
may light up the sky and roar

and then just go on its way.

I wish Daddy was here.

He may very well be up there
in the brunt of it.

What's that?

Don't worry about Daddy.
He can take care of himself.

I just wish he was here.
Mama, too.

This could be my fault.

-How could this be your fault?
-Can't be sure.

Sometimes it's fire, hordes of
locusts, sometimes it's flood.

Just depends on what kind
of punishment you get.

Now, what did that mean?

Sometimes it's just as well not
to know what Jim-Bob means.

Come on, let's get on in.

It's a night that you get under
the dining room table

with the dog. Come on.

Oh, boy. It's gonna pour.
Get in.

But they're always there,
Operator.

I know it says it's a store
and a post office

but they live there, too.

Well, could you try Rockfish?

Just ask for the operator.

Could be Erin, she works there.

What seems to be the trouble,
Operator?

I thought it smelled like rain.

OLIVIA: All the lines are down,
clear to Westham?

No. No, thank you.

There's a storm back home,
all the lines are down.

I wish I was there.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Yes?

I think my mother's here.

-Which one are you?
-I'm Jason.

I'm your mother's Aunt Kate,
and I'm mighty glad to see you!

-Mama!
-Jason!

What are you doing here?

-Are you alright?
-Is everyone alright?

I don't know how everyone is.
We were so worried about you.

We tried to call you
but there was no answer.

I tried to call you all, too,
but the lines were down.

Can you come home now?

You just give me a minute to
pack. Go get your breakfast.

-Hi.
-Hello.

-What is all this stuff?
-None of your business.

Jim-Bob's going to copy
some sermons for me.

Ever seen his handwriting?

Why don't you go run along,
Elizabeth?

It's gonna be a whole lot better
when he gets finished.

You want me to copy all of
these?

Yep.

Don't just copy 'em, read a few
of 'em. They're worth it.

Jim-Bob, I never knew
that you liked to copy sermons.

One of these days, Liv, I'm
gonna build you that house

up in the mountains.

I already have a house.
And I'm standing in it.

It's wherever you
and I are together.

JOHN-BOY: My mother's concern
for her lost youth

didn't last very long.

And though she must have known
many times when she thought

she'd fly off the world,

she never concerned
her family with them again.

And today, her children are
hard-put to maintain the pace

of that vital, interested woman
for very long.

To us, she'll be forever young.

ELIZABETH: Mama?
OLIVIA: Yes, Elizabeth.

ELIZABETH: Has Jim-Bob told you
about his new job?

JIM-BOB: Shut up, Elizabeth!

OLIVIA: Jim-Bob,
don't talk that way!

ELIZABETH: He's helping
Reverend Buchanan.

OLIVIA: I think that's
wonderful, Jim-Bob.

What do you do?

JIM-BOB: Copy sermons.

OLIVIA: What an interesting
idea!

JIM-BOB: It was his idea, Mom.
Goodnight.

OLIVIA: Goodnight, everybody.