All language subtitles for The.Waltons.S08E14.The.Fastidious.Wife.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Cindy, I gotta get back
to work. Got some paperwork.

Stay another hour.
I'll give you a back rub.

Cindy, I can't let
daddy down like that.

I noticed you don't have
any problem letting me down.

Ben can hardly take his shoes
off without you polishing them.

And you're so busy trying
to keep every hair in place

that we've all forgotten
what the real Cindy looks like.

Well, maybe you're
just jealous

because I'm making
you all look bad.

For your own sake,
Cindy, ease off.

Mind your own business.

Cindy.

You should let up a little.

You're starting
to look awful tired.

Oh, I forgot to put makeup on.
I was busy finishing the cradle.

Oh!

Can you feel him?
He kicked.

I sure can.

Cindy, I'm going
to be a good father.

- Hey, find your own girl, boy.
- Let me go!

- Boys!
- Hey, cut it out!

(Jason)
'Hold on, you two.'

[dramatic music]

Jason, what are you
doing here?

Hurry up and get dressed.
Ben's in jail.

["The Waltons' Theme"
by Jerry Goldsmith]

[music continues]

[birds chirping]

(John-Boy)
Walton's Mountain seemed
especially beautiful

to my brother Ben
and his wife Cindy

during the months
they awaited

the birth of their
first child.

But the war made its demands.

Ben had to work harder
than ever before

leaving Cindy alone
at the time

when she needed
him the most.

[Ben sighs]

Come back to bed, Ben.

I can't, honey.
There's work to be done.

On Saturday?

'The war doesn't stop on
Saturdays, and neither can I.'

Remember how we used to go
dancing on Saturday nights?

Yeah, deadlines.

Seems like that's all we do,
one from another.

We had such an
exciting courtship.

It's not the millwork.
It's the dumb paperwork.

Whirlwind, you'd call it.

I'm not even 22 years of age,
I feel like an old man.

Ben, you're not
listening to me.

Hey, Cindy, do I have
any gray hair?

Ben, let's go out tonight,
just, just us two.

'Casablanca is playing
in Rockfish.'

'Ingrid Bergman
and Humphrey Bogart.'

I wish I could, Cindy.
We got a deadline to meet.

'Maybe next week.'

[door closes]

Next week.

Look what I found!

[all laughing]

- Name's Harold.
- Can I hold him?

He just got here.
He's a bit shy.

Here, let me have him. You're
not holding him right anyhow.

- Serena, do you wanna hold him?
- Yeah.

Don't-don't drop him.

I won't, and even if I did,
it wouldn't matter.

'Cause cats have nine lives.

This cat looks
awfully fat for a stray.

Where did he
come from anyway?

He followed me home
from baseball practice.

Let me see him.

Jeffrey, I'm afraid
Harold is about

'to become a mother,
and soon.'

You're kidding!

Gotta think of a better name
than Harold, since he's a girl.

I can name her
Harold if I want to.

I found her.
She's going to sleep in my bed.

Aren't you?

Jeffrey, did you ask Uncle John
if you could keep Harold?

No, but he won't mind,
will he?

(female #1)
'What do you think, Elizabeth?'

I think he might.

- Hi, Ike.
- Hi, kids.

Oh, Cindy, look what just
arrived, the most amazing book.

I am so eager for
my friends to see it.

You know, it is so important
that we retain our femininity

during these war years.

'It will give the boys
something to fight for.'

'Something to come home to.'

"The Fastidious Wife?"
Sounds intriguing.

Oh, my dear, it really
isn't for young girls.

Oh, I'm sorry, Corabeth.
I wouldn't want to be corrupted.

Now, was there something
you wanted?

Do you think we'd lose the war
if I bought a pair of overalls?

'I know they're not
very feminine'

'but they are handy
in doing gardening.'

Yeah, and we got new stock
right over here.

Thank you.

You know, I wish someone
had given me this book

when I was a young bride.

Let's face it,
Corabeth.

You're about as fastidious
as they make them.

It was written by
a woman social worker

who spent years counseling
deserted wives.

Well, I don't think Ben's
ready to desert me yet.

(Corabeth)
'She interviewed
dozens of men'

to find out what a man
preferred in a woman.

What a woman could do
to make a man happy.

It is absolutely scientific
with proven techniques

'about how to help
your marriage.'

- 'You'll be impressed with it.'
- Well, have you tried it?

Oh, my dear, I have resigned
myself years ago to Mr. Godsey.

But it's not too late
for you and Ben.

'Now you can cultivate
his affections'

'win his undivided
attention.'

Something I have been
unable to do myself.

Let's face it, Corabeth.
You adore me.

I think I'll think
about it, Corabeth.

Well, what do you think?

- Am I a vision of loveliness?
- Absolutely.

I think I'll wear
them home, Corabeth.

Well, I do hope you'll
take the back roads.

[chuckles]

I'm sorry, son.

You'll have to take the cat
back where you found her.

Oh, you can't get rid of her
while she's pregnant.

- Yeah? Wanna bet?
- Why can't we keep her?

Because before long, there'll
be a lot of kittens here

and you won't wanna
get rid of them either.

Then we'll have cats
up to our ankles.

The time to stop it is now.
The cat leaves after supper.

Well, it's a shame, with
the children growing up

in the city and all, they can't
see the kittens being born.

Cindy could learn
a lot from it, too.

'Please, Uncle John.'

Harold's very ladylike.

The answer is no
and that's final.

Come on, Harold.

He doesn't want you.

Once an orphan,
always an orphan.

Jeffrey!

I guess, it's a little late
to get rid of the cat now.

She looks like
she's pretty near due.

[all laughing]

Well, at least she doesn't
have swollen ankles.

Soon as those kittens are old
enough to leave, they're gone.

'Do you understand?'

Sure. That'll be okay.
Won't it, Serena?

(Serena)
'We'll put them up
for adoption.'

Let's go make a bed
for him now.

- Okay.
- Her.

I'll eat this bread pudding
later. Gotta go to the mill.

Ben will think
I deserted him.

I'll be late for my date, too.

Anybody mind if I say
goodnight now, too?

- You're going to bed already?
- 'Let's play Chinese checkers.'

No thanks. I've started a new
book, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn.

Seems like you're reading
a book a week.

I have a lot of time
for reading these days.

For heaven's sake
what am I gonna do

with all this
bread pudding?

- I can't toast it.
- See you later, everybody.

- 'Bye-bye.'
- Bye.

Goodnight, Cindy.

- Goodnight. Have a good time.
- Thanks.

We're going to see Casablanca.

Oh, I hear it's real..

...romantic.

I vow and declare,
it gets hot enough

in that kitchen
to melt wax.

It's nice out here.

It'd be a good night to take
a drive down the river.

It's what Ben
and I used to do.

Do a little sparking along
the way I'll bet, huh?

Those days are
gone forever.

I remember my
11th birthday party.

'Mama said I could
have 11 friends'

and we played 11 games
and she made hats

for us all out
of the funny papers.

It was the most wonderful day.

'I cried when it was over.'

'I knew there would never
ever be another day'

'like that
in my whole life.'

'Well, it was just
a beginning.'

There was the day I won
the declamation contest

in high school.

And the day
I met my Burt.

And the day John
and Olivia asked me

to become a part
of this family.

Well, there were a lot
of other days in between.

'It's just that no sooner
does one part of your life'

'come to an end than there's
something better waiting.'

'You and Ben may not spark
along the river again'

'but you're coming
into a whole new'

'kind of closeness, Cindy.'

You're right, Rose.

I don't have any right
to feel sorry for myself.

Goodnight.

[sighs]

Darn that moon.

- Hey, Jason.
- How are you?

Rose told me I'd find
you out here.

Meet my buddy, Ned Phillips.

- Hi. Good to see you.
- My brother, Ben.

- My father, John Walton.
- Welcome.

We're going to
the Dew Drop.

Thought we'll see
if you wanted to join.

If you're talking
to me, no thanks.

You run along.
You have a good time.

- But we're not finished yet.
- I'll take care of it.

Cindy did want to get out.
I'll go get her.

- We'll meet you in the car.
- Sounds good.

- It was nice meeting you, sir.
- Bye now.

- Thanks, daddy. Bye-bye.
- Alright, have fun, son.

I will.

Cindy?

[whispering]
Goodnight.

["Praise The Lord
And Pass The Ammunition"]

* Praise The Lord
And Pass The Ammunition *

* Praise The Lord
And Pass The Ammunition *

* And we'll all say peace **

[all laughing]

I didn't know you could
play the piano like that.

I haven't been in the army
all my life.

Last call. You guys
ready for another beer?

None for me.
I've had about all I can handle.

'My friend here has had more.'

Besides, it's getting late.
We should be getting home.

Hey, wait a minute.
The night is still young.

I feel like having
myself a dance.

- What do you say, sweetie?
- Her name is Sue Ann.

I don't care what her name is
as long as she can jitterbug.

Come on, Ned.

Soldier, you couldn't
walk across the floor.

- Try me. Play something, Jase.
- Hey, take your hands off me.

- Hey, find your own girl, boy.
- Let me go!

- Let go of her, Ned.
- Ned, come on.

- Hey! Cut it out.
- Boys.

(Jason)
'Hold on, you two.'

[dramatic music]

Cindy, wake up.

Jason, what are you
doing here?

Hurry up and get dressed.
Ben's in jail.

[intense music]

The reverend closed with
one of my favorite proverbs.

"He that putteth his trust
in the Lord shall be made fat."

Nothing like a good sermon

to help a man see
the errors of his ways.

Too bad it wears off
by Saturday night.

Hey, Ben. How's the welterweight
champion of Walton's Mountain?

[chuckles]

Cindy, could I speak
to you a moment please?

Excuse us,
this is private.

I'll just run home
and fix dinner.

I heard about
that incident

'at the roadside
tavern last night.'

You have my deepest sympathy.

I would just like to forget
about it, thanks.

I know exactly how you feel.

But, my dear, when a man
goes out on the town

it is because there is
something amiss at home.

I'm sorry, Corabeth,
but I refuse to take

the blame for Ben
getting into a fight.

I understand. It's hard
to accept at first.

But this will
explain everything.

'Read it and you will thank me
for it the rest of your life.'

- I can't take this, Corabeth.
- 'Won't take no for an answer.'

'I have already put it
on your bill.'

If it does not help
your marriage, return it.

Complete refund.

Cindy, what was
that all about?

She just sold me a book,
right in front of church.

[kittens meowing]

Harold.

Harold went and had her kittens
while we were gone in church.

Serena will be mad. She wanted
to be here when they were born.

(Jim-Bob)
'How about that? A quartet.'

[meowing continues]

(Jason)
Poor old Ned will be
doing KP for a month.

The sheriff
looked at Cindy

and didn't have
the heart to hold Ben.

A night in jail might have
done him some good.

It was only a fight.
No one got hurt or anything.

Cindy's been kinda cool to you
lately, and I don't blame her.

'You got to start thinking
more about her and the baby.'

If you wanna be the kinda
papa he'll be proud of.

Don't worry, my baby
is going to be perfect.

I'm glad to hear that.

I've been waiting a long time
for a perfect Walton.

If anyone can do it,
Cindy can.

[car approaching]

Sue Ann, what are you
doing here?

Ben Walton, this is
for last night.

I just don't know
how to thank you.

Uh, Sue Ann, this is,
uh, Ben's wife, Cindy.

You ought to be so proud of him.
He's a real man.

He did tell you how he
rescued me from an ugly drunk?

He told me about the drunk.
He didn't tell me about you.

Well, he was wonderful.

I'm just sorry it caused
so much trouble.

'You come in anytime, honey.
I'll treat you to a beer.'

Next time,
bring your wife.

Jason and me will
make this delivery.

- You two have things to talk.
- Oh, not me.

I wouldn't wanna
hold up the war effort.

What if we go out to dinner
tonight in Rockfish?

I'm sorry, Ben,
but I'm awfully busy.

- Maybe next week.
- Give me a chance, will you?

Looks like you're
in the doghouse, Ben.

She's going to be
cold for a week.

That's what you get
for keeping bad company.

[instrumental music]

Hey, wait for me.

[knock on door]

Come on in.

What have you got there?

I've been meaning to bring
it in from the attic.

Now that I see it in daylight,
I'm not sure it was a good idea.

Well, it does look like
it may need a little work.

John Curtis spent his first
six months in this cradle

along with the rest of the
newborn Walton's before that.

Hm, a family relic, huh?

More like a historical monument.
Think it will go another round?

Well, it may have to.

Ben's been promising to take me
into Charlottesville

to pick up a crib.

But I hardly
see him these days.

He has been awfully
busy lately.

He's been a lot more busy since
I started looking like a tub.

You know, men do get crazy
when they're expecting

no doubt about that.

Somebody ought to write a book
about expectant fathers.

Even Curt got a little crazy
when I came close to my time

and he was a doctor.

You reading a new book?

Corabeth gave it to me.
I haven't even started it yet.

"The fastidious wife is the wife
who fulfills her femininity

"by accepting with grace
the domination and leadership

of a strong, masterful man."

'Sounds like Ben.'

Oh, Ben thinks of himself
as masterful, alright.

"A woman need not be beautiful,
but she will keep her person

'"delicate as a flower.'

"Her home must be
more than immaculate.

'It must reflect her
romantic nature."'

They ought to write a book
called "The Fastidious Husband."

Well, I guess
I'm not very delicate.

This place really
isn't romantic.

Listen to these
chapter headings.

"Making him feel
like a hero."

"The art of doting."

"Learning to be adorable."

I think you ought to throw this
book out before Ben gets home.

Well, that won't be
for hours yet.

Maybe you ought to
read the chapter

about the husband
who works late.

Oh, yeah.

"A husband will talk
convincingly

"about the press of business.

"But when he works
late night after night

you know you have failed."

And you just thought
there was a war going on.

- I'll talk to you later, Cindy.
- Bye-bye.

[instrumental music]

Darling.

Cindy, I thought you'd
still be asleep.

And miss a chance
to kiss you goodnight?

- You're not still mad at me?
- Of course not.

Anger is such an unbecoming
emotion, don't you think?

I always thought so.

Cindy, I'm sorry
about last night.

That's alright.

You had every right to go
out and have a good time.

A man needs to relax.

- Where are you going?
- 'Start your bath.'

- You don't have to do that.
- 'It's my pleasure.'

It'll be just a minute.

I don't want you to tire
yourself waiting on me.

How can I get tired of doing
things for the man I love?

Pregnant women sure
are changeable.

Kissing's a lot more fun
than fighting, isn't it?

Sure is.

I'd better get
my bath ready, right?

Right, and I'm going to be in
in just a second..

...to scrub your back.

But I have to get something
from the house.

Till then.

[instrumental music]

Mary Ellen, you ever try and
sleep in a room full of kittens?

I found some hot chocolate,
Have a cup.

Okay.

- What's that you've got on?
- It was a wedding gift.

I thought it was about
time I wore it.

You look like something left
over from a birthday party.

- What are you doing?
- I was waiting up for Ben.

It's so dull for a husband
to come home to a sleeping wife.

Cindy, have you been
reading that book?

Oh, well, I just glanced at it.

Oh.

- Oh, let me make some--
- 'Oh, that's okay.'

I don't need it anyway.

I should stay slim
and trim for Ben.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

Boy, she's sure
acting strange.

It's that crazy book about
how to be a good wife.

That's how a wife's
supposed to act?

'You should read that book.'

A Christian saint
couldn't live up to it.

Sounding like Corabeth.

That's right.

- Poor Cindy.
- Poor Ben.

We can name that one Mercury
'cause he's so quick.

What does a silly name like that
have to do with being quick?

If you did your homework
sometimes, you'd know.

'We should name that pretty
gray and white one Aphrodite.'

- That's a dumb name for a cat.
- 'It is not.'

Aphrodite is the goddess
of love and beauty.

And we can name that one
Puss and this one Boots.

That's even dumber than
Asperdity and, uh, Mercury.

Why don't we have some regular
names like George or Frank?

- We need animal names.
- You mean like Serena?

Will you guys quit it?
Wait a minute.

We have to think about
the future of the cats.

I can't think of better names
than gods and goddesses.

Nana, what do you think
we should name the kittens?

I think you better not
get too attached

to these little fellows.

You're gonna have
to give them away.

I wish nobody would
take 'em.

Besides, they aren't big enough
a-a-and they do grow slow.

(Cindy thinking)
The fastidious wife is
conscious of her appearance

taking the extra time
required to keep herself

fresh and beautiful.

"My wife is always
a joy to look at."

It was the comment
of one satisfied husband.

Inside every man
is a little boy

who has not quite outgrown
the need to be babied.

Wait on your husband.
Fuss over him.

It is the little things you do

that will make him
forever grateful.

Housework for the fastidious
wife is never a burden.

For she knows her husband
delights in a fastidious house.

A good long look in a mirror
will convince most women

that daily exercise is a must.

Today's hidden curves
may be tomorrow's bulges

and nothing will cause a man
to lose interest faster

than unsightly fat.

I don't see how that's
gonna do you any good.

[sighs]

George? Here, George.

Jim-Bob, can't you
help me find George?

In a minute.

Is this what
you're looking for?

Uncle John,
where'd you find him?

On my bed.

Bad kitty. Don't go into
Uncle John's room anymore.

Told you you can keep Harold
if you gave the kittens away.

But, but they're not
big enough yet, Uncle John.

They're weaned and they're
running all over the place.

What if nobody wants them?

You can always give them to old
man Baskin. Know what he'll do?

'He'll put them in a sack
and throw them in the river.'

Don't worry.
We'll find home for them.

Won't we, Jeffrey?

[sighs]

(Cindy)
How do you like it?

Sure doesn't look like that
old, simple handmade cradle.

Oh, thanks. I wanted something
special for our baby.

It's special, alright.

Look, I thought that
maybe I could drape off

this corner
as a nursery.

I'd put a chest of drawers
right here for baby's things

and then I'd have a rocker here
where I could nurse him.

Cindy...don't you think
you should let up a little?

You're starting
to look awful tired.

Oh, I forgot to put
makeup on this morning.

I was so busy finishing
the cradle.

Oh!

Can you feel him?
He kicked.

I sure can.

Cindy, I'm gonna be
a good father.

Remember, I used to burp
John Curtis for Mary Ellen.

That's woman's work.

I want you to save your strength
for man's work, for me.

It's getting close.

Are you scared?

I'm just scared that
you'll stop loving me.

That'll never happen.

Uh, Cindy, I gotta get back to
work. Got some paperwork to do.

Stay another hour.
I'll give you a back rub.

Cindy, I can't let
daddy down like that.

Well, I noticed you don't have
any problem letting me down.

[sighs]

Ben, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean that.

You know I'd rather
be with you.

It's just that we're awfully
rushed these days.

Well, I guess the sooner you go,
the sooner you're gonna be back.

Cindy, are you sure
you're alright?

I'm fine.
Come on.

[bell chimes]

- Hi.
- Hi, Cindy.

I came in for some oatmeal.

Ooh! Stocking up on baby food?
Oh, how very wise.

One never knows when
a shortage may occur.

Well, actually, I'm making
cookies for Ben.

They're his favorite.

Sounds like you're still being
the fastidious wife, huh?

(Corabeth)
'Well, I do hope that you
are spreading the word'

about our little book.

Guess Corabeth didn't say
the book isn't selling.

She's about
to lower the price.

Mr. Godsey, why must you
undermine me at every turn?

(Godsey)
'Because I think that book
is just full of nonsense.'

- 'I do not.'
- 'But I do.'

Mr. Godsey, it is
inconceivable to me

why we have
remained together.

We have absolutely
nothing in common.

(Godsey)
'You're absolutely wrong.
We've got everything in common.'

We got the store,
our livelihood and two people.

Men who have to do
those things together.

They just don't
need anything else.

Well, a little understanding
and consideration

might be helpful.

However, there is some truth
in what Mr. Godsey says.

Have you read the chapter

on taking an interest
in your husband's work?

But I'm still practicing
10 ways to please.

Oh, Cindy, you can skip ahead.

Thanks, Corabeth. Bye.

[instrumental music]

- You still got it?
- Right here.

- Think it will really work?
- It's got to.

It's our only chance.

Well, hi, Jeffrey. Hi, Serena.
What do you got there?

We're giving away kittens,
absolutely free.

Absolutely free, huh?
Look at this, Corabeth.

Ain't that the sweetest
thing you ever saw?

We've already
given away two.

I do hope you're not thinking of
accepting one of these things.

'They're absolutely worthless.'

'It's good for nothing except
to eat and make a nuisance.'

(Godsey)
'Corabeth has never allowed
us to have a cat.'

Look!

[both shrieking]

- I'll get it. I'll get it.
- Mr. Godsey, get it out!

[gasping]

It's only a little mouse.

The most loathsome creature
on the phase of the Earth.

- Aphrodite could help.
- Who?

Aphrodite.
That's the kitten's name.

Aphrodite was the goddess
of love and beauty.

Well, yeah, maybe that's not
a bad idea, Corabeth.

'It might cut down
the mouse population.'

What do you think?
Psst, psst.

Well..

...with a name like Aphrodite,
who could resist?

Yes, nice kitty. Yes, precious,
she's a nice kitty.

Kill!

[Godsey laughing]

- Hey.
- Hi.

- What you got there?
- Oatmeal cookies. A surprise.

Don't tell Rose
I got into the raisins.

They're hard to come by.

I'll eat the evidence before
she gets suspicious, okay?

Thank you.

What are you doing?

Just straightening up.
This place is a mess.

Cindy, you shouldn't
do that.

You look tired.
You should take a nap.

I'm fine. I wanna help you.
I'm interested in your work.

I'll just start
by doing these papers.

Okay.

- 'And I'll be very quiet.'
- Good.

You know, a woman shouldn't
hinder her husband in his work.

That's true.

She should give him all the
support that she possibly can.

'It's nice being here
together, isn't it?'

I mean, with me helping you

we're gonna have
more time to ourselves.

Where are you going?

We're gonna get these figures
over to Murdock Lumber.

- Daddy's closing a deal.
- Oh, can I go?

I'll not let you get on that
bumpy road in your condition.

If we're not home
by suppertime

tell Rose to keep things
warm for us. Bye-bye.

[sighs]

- Bye, Apollo.
- See you later, Charlie.

He can't take care of himself
out here in the woods.

(Serena)
'It's either that
or drown him in the lake.'

(Jeffrey)
'He's just too little.
He needs his mama.'

She'll take care of him.

You run home and get her.
I'll stay here.

[intense music]

Where's Harold?

He's getting fur all over
the living room.

(Rose)
'Jeffrey, where are you
going with that animal?'

It's an emergency.

- Well, what was all that about?
- Beats me.

(Serena)
'Well, Harold, you stay.'

I feel like Hansel and Gretel's
wicked stepmother.

(Jeffrey)
'We couldn't just leave Harold's
kittens out here alone.'

(Serena)
I know.

Come on. Turn around
and don't look back.

Don't look back.

Aren't you coming
in for supper?

Oh, I thought I would wait
and eat with Ben later.

You shouldn't be skipping
meals in your condition.

Anyway, it looks like
you're finished in here.

Well, I'm gonna start
on the mill next.

It's ankle-deep in sawdust.

All this trying to be a perfect
wife is wearing you out, Cindy.

I'll be better at it
once I get the hang of it.

'If you live that long.'

- Don't start, Mary Ellen.
- Oh, it can't be much fun.

Ben can hardly take his shoes
off without you polishing them.

And you're so busy trying
to keep every hair in place

that we've all forgotten what
the real Cindy looks like.

Well, maybe you're
just jealous

because I'm making
you all look bad.

For your own sake,
Cindy, ease off.

Mind your own business.

I'll be here
if you need me.

[crickets chirping]

Did you leave the light on
in the mill?

No, Cindy was working in here.
I guess she left the light on.

- Cindy!
- What are you doing here?

I meant to have this finished
by the time you guys got back.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Let's get her in the house.
Take it easy. Take it easy.

- Cindy! I got her.
- Let's go.

What's been keeping them?

Just checking her out
real careful.

This is all my fault.
I should've made her slow down.

There was no way you could
know this was gonna happen.

I took it for granted
she was strong like mama.

Calm down. You're not gonna do
Cindy or anybody else any good.

Past few weeks she's
been waiting on me

while I should've been
waiting on her.

You're gonna be
a father soon.

I'd hate to see you
blame yourself every time

one of your children
gets sick.

You're gonna be feeling
guilty all the time.

Guess I have a lot to learn
about having a family.

You'll learn.
One step at a time.

[footsteps]

How is she, doctor?

Suffering from exhaustion,
and she may be going into labor.

- But she's not due yet.
- 'I know.'

The baby would have
a hard time of it right now.

Shouldn't she be
in the hospital?

I don't wanna move her
unless I have to.

Keep her in bed.
Watch her.

'And call me
if there's any change.'

- Thanks for coming by.
- I'll be back tomorrow.

[gasping]

How's she doing?

She's been having
some contractions.

'It's too soon to tell whether
it's the real thing or not.'

I'll stay with her now,
Mary Ellen.

Okay, but you call me
if you need me

even if you have
to get me out of bed.

Mary Ellen?

Thank you.

How are you feeling?

The doctor said we might
lose the baby.

You'll be fine.

[groans]

- Should I get Mary Ellen?
- No. Just stay with me.

I'm not going anywhere.

[sobbing]
I'm sorry, Ben.

[Ben shushing]

[softly]
Cindy, I love you.

Shh.

Shh.

[kitten meowing]

What is it?

Cross your heart and hope
to die. Swear not to tell.

- I swear. What is it?
- Come on.

Harold must have brought
her kitten all the way home.

- Gotta hide them.
- They can sleep with me.

You always kick off
your covers.

Does Jim-Bob hang up his
clothes in the closet?

Sometimes.

We've gotta take a chance.

I'll make a nest
for them in there.

There, doesn't that
feel better?

Can't I even get up
and wash myself?

Not until we're sure that
that baby's alright.

Here's breakfast.

I'll come back
and check on you in a while.

Thanks.

Want you to eat
a big breakfast

so you can build up
your strength.

Oh, I can't.
I just wanna go to sleep.

Look, it's here
if you get hungry.

I'll check in on you
in a little while, okay?

- Ben?
- Yeah?

Take the cradle
with you.

I haven't felt the baby
move all morning.

Good morning.

Morning.

How's Cindy?

Tired. Very worried.
So am I.

Thank you, Rose.

Hey, does anybody know
how Apollo got in my shoe?

I thought I told you
to get rid of those kittens.

We tried, Uncle John.

Harold's in my bathrobe.

Well, you didn't try
hard enough.

Remember now, you two promised
to find homes for those kittens.

We gave every single
one of them away.

Except for Apollo.
Nobody would take him.

(Jeffrey)
'We asked everyone.'

Then we took him into
the woods with Harold.

We thought that
they'd stay there.

You mean, they found
their way home?

Sounds like a couple
of real smart cats to me.

(Serena)
'Don't let that man throw him
in the river. Please.'

[meows]

What do you think, Mary Ellen?
Make a good mouser?

They look like
prime stock to me.

[laughs]

I'll tell you what we'll do.
We'll let Harold and, uh..

-'Apollo.'
- Yeah.

-'And Charlie.'
- Whatever.

'Go to work in the barn.'

'Maybe they can help
keep down the mouse population.'

That's a good idea,
Uncle John.

Hurry, let's get
the kittens to work

before Uncle John
changes his mind.

Hey, daddy, you know
there's no rats in the barn

since that old black snake
moved in a couple of years ago.

I know, son, but do you ever
know of a snake that would purr

when you scratch
it behind the ears?

[knock on door]

- Hello, doctor.
- Evening. How's our patient?

That's what we're
waiting to find out.

Let's have a look then.

Keep working this hard, we're
gonna be way ahead of schedule.

Will be the first time
since this war began.

What we need around here
is more workers.

Trouble is, it just takes
too much time to train them.

Ben, is something wrong?

Yes, daddy.

I don't want
to see Cindy hurt.

Hm.

Why don't you
tell me about it?

I don't know
what to do.

What did you do when
mama was big like that?

As I recall..

...when she first got
pregnant with John-Boy

I was pretty excited.

Of course, I got to admit that
toward the end I got nervous.

By the time
Elizabeth come along

I figured it was just
something Liv did every year

with my help, of course.

Do you know the feeling of being
afraid to touch your own wife?

That if you touch her too hard,
you may break something?

'Cause that's what
I'm feeling right now.

Take it easy, son.

What's happening is just
a natural process.

You can touch her,
she's not gonna break.

In fact she probably needs to be
held more than ever right now.

Dr. Lewis is here.

The labor stopped.

I think you're going
to be fine, Mrs. Walton.

- How's my baby?
- The baby, too.

That young fellow's got
a strong, steady heartbeat.

You see to it that she stays
in bed for at least a week.

I want you to take it easy,
young lady.

I promise.

And you stop working her
so hard, you hear?

I'll sit on her
if I have to.

I'll be back tomorrow.
But call me if you need me.

We will. I'll walk you
to your car.

Thank you, doctor.

I guess you can bring
that cradle back in.

Cindy, you're wonderful.

Aw, I didn't think
you noticed.

I'm sorry if I made you
feel that way.

You're just so
special to me.

I haven't known
how to act.

What's this?

"Our research indicates
that men who spend

"excessive amounts of time
at work often do so to escape

coming home to an
uninteresting wife."

Where did you get this?

Well, it came
highly recommended.

Is that why you've been
doing all these things?

Like running my bath, and trying
to help me out in the mill?

I just wanted
to make you happy.

Cindy.

There's a miracle going on
inside you right now.

You're creating life.

Our baby.

It's enough.

Ben.

I love you
the way you are.

I always have.
And I always will.

I'll just remember
to say it more often.

- I love you.
- I love you.

Cindy took it easy
for the rest of her term.

And her relationship
with my brother

grew stronger every day.

In the years to come,
she accomplished many things.

But she remained true
to her own spirit

and never again tried
to become a fastidious wife.

[crickets chirping]

(Mary Ellen)
'Good grief, Elizabeth,
what do you have on your face?'

- 'Cindy gave me her mud pack.'
- 'Take it off.'

(Elizabeth)
'Not now.'

'Seven secret ingredients are
miraculously softening my skin.'

(John)
'Sounds good. Let's see how
it looks in the morning.'

- 'Goodnight, daddy.'
- 'Yeah, daddy. Goodnight.'

(John)
'Goodnight.'

(Elizabeth)
'Oh, no. I cracked my mud.'

["The Waltons' Theme"
by Jerry Goldsmith]

[music continues]