All language subtitles for The.Waltons.S09E12.The.Hot.Rod.WEBRip.x264-ION10

You might be able to talk me
into giving you a beer.

But this friend of yours,
I ain't serving him.

Jim-Bob, let's get out of here.

He fought in the war, too.
Is that not good enough for you?

He still ain't getting served.

It's not funny, Elizabeth.

Oh, come on, Ben. It's not like
he's robbed a bank or anything.

I'd feel the same way he does
if I was treated like that.

Point is, Jim-Bob
has been in jail.

Why don't we take this car
for a real spin?

Sounds like a good idea to me.

JODIE: Now, come on, Air Force,
put it into the wild...

(JODIE SCREAMING)

Jodie. Jodie, are you okay?

JOHN-BOY: The end of
World War II brought

a period of readjustment
for the men who had

served in the armed forces.

Restless soldiers
returned home

to towns that looked smaller
than they remembered.

And families found their sons
to be different from the boys

who had marched
off to war.

Some of them were
eager to assume

the responsibilities of life

while others floundered,
determined to make up

for the years they had lost.

(SINGING) Show me
the way to go home

(BOTH LAUGHING)

I don't think people on this bus
appreciate good singing.

(CHUCKLING) That's alright. I'm
beat, anyway.

Reminds me of the
time we knocked over

Buck Vernon's outhouse.

-Yeah, with...
-BOTH: ...Buck in it.

Boy, the first thing
I'll do when I get home

is ditch this uniform in
the closet once and for all.

I know what you mean.

If I never have to look
at another uniform again

BOTH: ...it'll be too soon.

I just want to sleep late, eat
home cooking and have some fun.

Mmm. Amen to that.

I was thinking about souping up
my old car. You wanna help me?

In between sleeping,
eating and having fun?

Well, I promise it won't
interfere with that.

Then you got yourself a deal.

I figure a couple of ex-service
mechanics like us

can fix that car up
like nobody's ever seen.

And how.

Sister, I...

Sister, where are you?

Come out, come out, wherever you
are. Olly, olly, oxen free!

You didn't tell me
we were playing hide and seek.

(SIGHING)

Boo!

(BUS APPROACHING)

-Hey, Jodie.
-Hey.

-How you doing?
-Alright.

-Jim-Bob.
-Hey, John-Boy. How are you?

I'm fine, just fine. Jodie,
what are you doing here?

I ran into Jim-Bob on the bus
over in Charlottesville.

I promised him we'd
give him a ride home.

His folks don't know
he's back yet.

-You didn't tell them?
-Nope, wanted to surprise them.

It's good to have
you home, both of you.

I see you brought
my car with you.

Elizabeth says it's her car.

-Oh, I just loaned it to her.
-I'll let you two settle that.

(JODIE AND JIM-BOB CHUCKLE)

I don't know how
this could happen.

I haven't even been
back a whole minute.

That's what you get for taking
off like The Green Hornet.

-Oh, Jim-Bob.
-JIM-BOB: Hey, Walt.

-Hi, John-Boy.
-Hi, Walt.

-Looks like Jodie Foster.
-Hello, Sheriff.

Wow. Where's the fire?

I'm sorry, Walt. I guess
I got a little carried away.

-You home for good this time?
-Yes, sir.

-How about you, Jodie?
-Yes, I'm just out of the Navy.

Well, it's good to have
you fellows back.

I'll tell you what.
I'm gonna let you go this time.

But if it happens again,
I'll have to give you a ticket.

So just drive nice and peaceful.

Yeah. Thanks, Walt.
I really appreciate this.

(SIGHS)

You can come out now.

I give up. You win.

(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

Mamie? Where can you be?

Mamie?

Where can you be?

Jodie!

Jodie?

VERDIE: Oh, Jodie! Hello,
Jim-Bob.

Hey, Verdie.

John-Boy. Why don't you
two get out of the car

and I'll make us some lemonade.

Thanks, Verdie.
But we ought to be getting home.

-Thanks for the ride.
-JOHN-BOY: You bet.

Oh!

Why didn't you let us know
you were coming home?

I wanted to surprise you, Mama.

Hey, Josh. Did you keep up
things while I was away?

Sure did. Especially
your fishing tackle.

I figured you'd keep
an eye on that.

I caught a three-pound bass
over in Rockfish River.

-You weigh that fish, Mama?
-No, we ate it.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Still looks like the same old
place. Where's Daddy?

He had to go to Detroit
for a couple of weeks.

Uncle Jessie busted his leg
and Aunt Sarah is having a baby.

They needed a man around.

And Daddy just couldn't say no,
could he?

(VERDIE CHUCKLING)
You know your father.

I know Aunt Sarah, too.

If she wants him there,
she'll get him there.

I sure am glad you're home.

We need a man around here, too.

With your papa away,
I worry about Josh.

Oh, Mama!
What do you worry about me for?

'Cause you're such
a pretty thing

I'm afraid somebody
will steal you.

(VERDIE CHUCKLING)

Now, take your brother's
stuff into the bedroom.

Okay.

J.D. Pickett's switching
from defense work

to making farm equipment.

Doing just as fine
as he did during the war.

He's already hired
some Negro veterans.

Bet he could use
a good mechanic.

I don't think so, Mama.

I just want to take it easy
for a while, you know?

Don't know how long
I'll be around.

(EXCLAIMING) Are you planning
on going someplace?

Mama, I've been
all over the world

saw things I never dreamed of.

Seaports in the South Pacific

the Hawaiian Islands,
the west coast.

But you always said you
wanted to live right here.

Oh, Mama, the South
isn't for me.

I'll never amount
to nothing if I stay here.

I don't wanna be somebody
else's mechanic

for the rest of my life.

Well, you're here now.
And J.D. Pickett needs workers.

Maybe you could sign on with him

just until you decide
what you want to do.

Mama, I've been in uniform
for four years.

Every time I turned around, it
was, "Do this," or, "Do that."

I'm tired of taking orders.
I don't know what I wanna do

but I don't want to work
for J.D. Pickett.

That's fine for right now.

I hope it's fine, because that's
how I plan to do things.

(HONKING HORN)

Ike, she'll kill herself!

IKE: Miss Emily, stop!

Help! I've forgotten
how to stop!

Miss Emily, use the brake.

-Where is it?
-IKE: Miss Emily!

Use the brake. Miss Emily, stop!

Stop! Use the brake!
Use the brake!

-Use the brake.
-Help, Ike!

(MISS EMILY EXCLAIMING)

MISS EMILY: Like that?
IKE: Yes. No, the other side.

-Yeah, that's it, Miss Emily.
-MISS EMILY: I got it!

-IKE: Are you okay?
-Miss Emily, are you alright?

(PANTING)

I drive so seldom,
don't you know?

Sister usually drives

but she's vanished from
the face of the Earth.

-I'm terrified!
-Now, calm down, Miss Emily.

-And tell us what happened.
-Mamie is missing.

I looked all over for her

I looked all over the house,
all over the grounds

under the furniture, up the
chimney. She's simply not there.

Well, perhaps she swooned.

Oh, Corabeth, you don't suppose
she's fallen ill.

CORABETH: Oh,
I certainly hope not.

Oh, I hope she's
not been abducted.

I don't know how
I'd pay the ransom.

Mr. Tomkins at the bank
refuses to send the check

before the first of the month.

I think I'd better
drive you home.

MISS EMILY: Oh, yes.

We'll find out what's
going on up there.

Here, take that.
Move over, Miss Emily.

-ROSE: This is not right.
-ERIN: Yeah.

-This one over here?
-Thanks, Elizabeth.

Here, let me hand this to you.

(DOOR OPENING)

Hey, everybody.

ROSE: Oh, hi.
ERIN: Hi, Jim-Bob.

ROSE: John-Boy, did you remember
to pick up some butter?

Oh, Rose, I'm sorry.
It slipped my mind.

Don't worry about it. We'll just
have lard on the biscuits.

I'll go get some butter.
I need stockings anyhow.

Here, give my car keys.

-Here they are, and it's my car.
-But you gave it to me.

Only while I was away.

I see. Well, do I get
to use it now and again?

Sure, as long as I'm
not working on it.

I'm thinking about turning
it into a hot rod.

(DOOR CLOSES)

How's it feel to be out
of the service, Jim-Bob?

Great.

This sure isn't the hero's
welcome I expected.

ERIN: Where's the hero?

MARY ELLEN: We've seen you
almost every weekend

since you've been at Langley.

Jim-Bob, you think you can give
me a hand in the mill tomorrow?

I'd like to take some time off,
get used to civilian life again.

Can you squeeze in a tune-up?
My van's running terrible.

Why don't you ask me
in about a month?

What's gotten into him?

All this newfound freedom's
gone to his head.

I give up. I don't
know where she is.

I guess we'd better
call the Sheriff.

And the FBI.

(KNOCKING ON WALL)

(CONTINUES KNOCKING)

MISS MAMIE: Help! Help! Help me!

Mamie, what are you doing
in the wall?

Oh, Emily! Don't be such a
ninny! Do something!

Miss Mamie, this is Ike Godsey.
I'm out here.

Oh, Ike! Thank heavens!
Please get me out of here.

I'll try. But first I gotta know
how did you get in there?

I was waiting for Emily
in the entry

when I suddenly felt
a spell coming on.

I leaned against a panel
and a door sprang open.

I stepped inside.
I guess I must have fainted.

Start pressing on the panels.
I'll take the bottom ones.

You can take the top ones.

Okay, let's try this other wall.

Oh, what an ordeal.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Jim-Bob, we thought it was about
time for a little celebration!

And since John-Boy was the first
one out of the service

I'm gonna let him do the honors.

-Oh, some Recipe.
-You guessed it.

(ALL LAUGHING)

-Oh, careful there.
-Drink up.

Now, this is more like
the welcome home I expected.

John-Boy started this tradition,
didn't you?

But when I came home

I didn't have any brothers
to drink it with.

Easy with that stuff.

Yeah, but do you think
it ever stopped him?

No.

I can't think of anything
that would.

Not when it comes to having
a taste of the Recipe.

Except for maybe Mama.

Yeah, Jim-Bob, besides resting,
what's your plans?

Well, Ben, I don't have any
plans, at least not yet.

Don't lounge around too long.

You wouldn't want to turn
it into a habit.

I don't know, I kind of like
having all this time off.

Besides, I worked my fingers
to the bone in the Air Force.

Yeah, why don't you try
the battlefront?

Why don't you big war heroes
tell me about it sometime?

Oh, Jim-Bob,
I wasn't meaning anything by it.

-Yeah, sure you didn't, Ben.
-JOHN-BOY: Hey, where you going?

Stick around. The party
hasn't started yet.

Look, I'll do what I want
to do when I want to do it.

That's ingenious.

Ladies?

-No.
-You go first.

We'd have never found this
in a million years.

Well, it's taken us
the better part of a century.

We were told about it
when we were children.

But we were told
a lot of things.

The tooth fairy,
and the Easter bunny.

And the secret room.

We were beginning to believe
it never really existed.

Papa carried the secret
with him to his grave.

Oh, look, Sister.

A Recipe machine.

Oh. It must be the
one the Colonel erected.

We supposed it had been
destroyed years ago.

This room should be declared
a national monument.

Mmm.

(MISS MAMIE EXCLAIMING)

This must be Grandfather's
vintage Recipe.

MISS MAMIE: Just think, Sister

every generation of Baldwins
has had its Recipe machine.

-IKE: A noble tradition.
-This calls for a celebration.

Mr. Godsey, would you join us

in a bit of Grandfather's
vintage Recipe

to help us celebrate
this joyous occasion?

Just the thing to cut the dust,
don't you know?

(CLEARING THROAT)

Jim-Bob, here is a list of
things I need from Godsey's.

I can't go right now.
I was going into Rockfish.

Well, I don't know how.

Cindy said she'd
lend me her car.

Oh, Then, you can pick these
things up on your way back.

-I am in a hurry, Rose.
-And I have to fix dinner.

You've been home a whole week

and all you've done
is work on this car.

I'm resting up from the war.

What in the world do you
have to rest up from?

Now, here, take this.

And when you get back
from the store

the screen door needs fixing.

Hey, Rose, why can't
somebody else do that?

-JIM-BOB: Hey, Jodie.
-Hey, Jim-Bob. What's up?

I was on my way into Rockfish
to look for a carburetor.

Stopped by to get
some groceries for Rose.

Yeah, I'm here on errands, too.

I thought you were gonna stop by
and help me work on the car.

I wanted to start rebuilding the
engine, change the body around

give it a paint job, maybe.

I wanted to, but my Mama
had some other ideas.

Sounds like my family.

I haven't had a minute's peace
since I've been back.

If I had some money, I'd buy
that old building over there

and move into it.

That isn't even a house.
It's just an old barn.

I don't feel like
I live in a house.

It's like moving from
one barracks to another

when I left the service
and came home.

Amen to that. My mother
thinks she's a CPO.

(JIM-BOB CHUCKLES)

So, you wanna go
into Rockfish with me?

What about your
groceries and mine?

Well, what about them?
Come on, let's go.

JIM-BOB: Hey, move over!

JODIE: Pass him.
JIM-BOB: Hang on.

Well, Jim-Bob, I didn't expect
to see you again so soon.

Neither did I, Walt.

-Hello, Jodie.
-Sheriff.

Remember what I told
you last week?

How could I forget?

It looks to me like you plan
on making a habit of this.

You just bought yourself
a ticket, son.

You almost bought the farm.

I'm really sorry, Walt.
I promise I won't do it again.

I'm sure you won't,
after you find out

how much this fine is gonna be.

Can I see your license, please?

(JIM-BOB SIGHS)

(KNOCKING)

-Is this the Baldwin residence?
-Yes, it is.

My name is Winthrop.
Fred Winthrop.

I'm Mamie Baldwin,
and this is my sister, Emily.

-How do you do?
-MISS MAMIE: How do you do?

I'm here representing
the federal government

as an agent of
the alcohol tax unit.

Oh, the ATU.
Papa spoke of it often.

Yes, won't you come in,
Mr. Winthrop?

Thank you.

It's a pleasure.

We have many friends
in Washington.

We used visit there quite often
before Papa passed on.

-May I have your hat?
-Why, thank you.

How is Mr. Truman?

He has carried on so bravely
since Mr. Roosevelt died.

Mr. Truman is fine. Now, ladies,
I'll get right to the point.

I'm here investigating
the rumors about

the production
of bootleg whiskey.

It has come to our attention

that you two
are making moonshine.

(MISS MAMIE EXCLAIMS)

Oh, the only thing we've
been known to manufacture

is papa's Recipe.

And it's much more like
sunshine than moonshine.

You must be exhausted after your
long trip, Mr. Winthrop.

Perhaps a glass of the Recipe
would restore your vigor.

That'd be a very good idea.

We'll receive you
in the Recipe Room.

Papa's Recipe Machine
is truly a thing of beauty.

Papa would be so proud
to know that

the renown of his
Recipe had reached

all the way to the government
in Washington.

-He was a judge, don't you know?
-That's a fine still.

Oh, that's not a still,
Mr. Winthrop.

That's the Recipe Machine.

(EXCLAIMING)

That's the best moonshine...
Pardon me.

Recipe I've ever tasted.

-But I'm afraid it is illegal.
-Illegal?

Yes, very. I ought to arrest
both of you

and cart you off
to jail right now.

Oh, you can't put us in jail,
Mr. Winthrop.

We're Daughters
of the American Revolution.

And of the Confederacy!

You're both too charming to be
in jail,

especially when you didn't even
know you were breaking the law.

How can it be against the law?

MISS MAMIE: The Recipe is
medicinal.

It leaves one with the most
exhilarated feeling.

We've been making it
ever since Papa died.

Nonetheless, it is illegal,
and you're gonna have to stop.

Now, I'll be back
here with some help

to cart away the Recipe Machine.

Don't worry. You won't
even have to watch.

What will we do
without the Recipe?

Make apple juice. Good day.

Do you think all
this work was worth it?

If it runs good, it was
worth a month's work.

I can't see why it shouldn't.

Shaving that cylinder head ought
to give it a lot more power.

The hotter wires and new plugs
are gonna help, too.

When do you wanna take her out?

-How about right now?
-Sounds great.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

(JIM-BOB EXCLAIMS)

(ENGINE REVVING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

(JODIE EXCLAIMING)

-Runs like a charm.
-Sure, does.

-Boy, I was right.
-About what?

You repairing ships
and me fixing airplanes,

souping up this car
was a piece of cake.

I think we deserve a reward.

You think they'll
serve us beers in here?

-We can try.
-Let's go.

-What do you two want?
-A couple of beers.

A little young to be running
around this late, aren't you?

How old do you think we are?

Not old enough
to be drinking beer.

Well, we're veterans.
We just got out of the service.

Oh, I imagine you could talk me
into giving you a beer.

But this friend of yours,
I ain't serving him.

-Well, why not?
-You blind?

Take a look at him.

Jim-Bob, let's get out of here.

He fought in the war, too.
Is that not good enough for you?

He still ain't getting served.

-Problem, Matt?
-No, I got it under control.

Jim-Bob, come on.

(JIM-BOB SIGHS)

(CRASHING)

You two are going to be awful
sorry you done that.

-Good morning, Verdie.
-Good morning.

-Jason.
-Walt.

VERDIE: We came for our boys.

HENDRIX: Took you a little
while, didn't it?

We decided a night in jail
might do them some good.

I hope you're right.

-Jodie.
-Yes, sir.

-Jim-Bob.
-Yes, Sheriff.

Your liberation is at hand.

They've agreed to pay
for the damages they caused

and they promised me they would
take it easy from now on.

We'll see to it that they do.

Well, they're both just back
from the service,

and they're a little wound up.

But they've got to learn
that being veterans

does not give them
license to make trouble.

We don't like this
anymore than you do

but we can't tie them down.

I can and I will.

Sorry about bringing you
in here like this, Jason.

We'll talk later.

-I'm sorry, too, Mama.
-You should be.

-Both of you.
-Here are the keys to your car.

-Thanks.
-Thanks, nothing.

If you don't settle down, son

I'm gonna take your
driver's license away.

-JASON: So long, Walt.
-See you.

Whatever are we to do?

Life won't be worth living
without the Recipe.

Thank you.

Well

we could garden.

And it'll give us more time
for bird-watching.

What'll we do in the wintertime

when the garden's
covered with snow

and the birds have
all flown south?

We could quilt.

And knit.

(SNIFFLING)

And sew.

There are many books in Papa's
library we haven't read.

Quilting, knitting,
sewing, reading.

I shall be consumed
with boredom.

Or perhaps we could
seek employment.

Now, Sister,
get control of yourself

or you're going
to have me crying again.

I can't help it.

Thank you, Jason, for the ride.
I'm sorry about all the trouble.

Don't worry about it, Verdie.
See you later.

Hey, Jodie. Are you alright?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Josh, go in the house.

I want to have words
with your brother.

Yes, ma'am.

-Mama, I'm really sorry.
-I'll bet you are.

-What kind of behavior was that?
-Mama, I apologized.

What more do you want me to say?

I don't want you
to say anything.

I expect you to stop
fooling around

and start acting like a man.

What kind of example do you
think you're setting for Josh?

He wouldn't have known I'd been
picked up by the Sheriff

if you came and got
me last night.

I set such store
by having you home.

With your Papa away,
I thought I'd have some help.

And now, what I've got
is two children.

If you plan on
staying around here

I expect you out,
looking for a job!

Jim-Bob, that is
the dumbest stunt

you've ever pulled in your life.

-I guess I just wasn't thinking.
-That's obvious, Jim-Bob.

Listen to you, Ben. You stayed
out all night when you eloped

and had the family worried sick.

-ELIZABETH: Ha, ha!
-It's not funny, Elizabeth.

Come on, Ben. It's not like
he's robbed a bank or anything.

I'd feel the same way if
I was treated like that.

The point is Jim-Bob
has been in jail.

MARY ELLEN: And you had
us all worried to death.

With your mother and father away

I feel partly responsible
for what happened.

I just thought that you were old
enough to know better.

-He's old enough to know better.
-He just doesn't act it.

You have done nothing but fool
around ever since you got home.

While the rest of us
have been working

to keep things up around here,
you haven't done a thing.

MARY ELLEN: Except forget
to bring the groceries.

What am I supposed to do?

You can start by taking some
responsibility for yourself.

You could look for a job.

Life was better
in the air corps.

Is that what you think?

Yes, that is what I think.

MARY ELLEN: Jim-Bob,
where are you going?

Are you my drill sergeant,
Mary Ellen?

Do I have to tell you
where I'm going everytime

like I was some kind
of criminal?

Oh, Mr. Godsey,

I have been thinking
about the secret room

that Miss Mamie discovered.

What about it?

Could it be possible,
Mr. Godsey

that you have overlooked a
significant detail which might

give us a clue to the notorious
purpose of such a room?

Notorious?

(LAUGHING)

The only thing notorious about
that house was the Recipe.

I beg to differ with you,
Mr. Godsey.

Well, then, you know something
that I don't.

Cousins, Mr. Godsey, cousins!

I refer to that constant
array of ladies

privately entertained
by old Judge Baldwin.

Why, even Miss Mamie implies
they were not all cousins.

Well, then, what were they?

Really, Mr. Godsey, must I spell
out everything for you?

Corabeth, the Recipe
room was used

by the Colonel
to make the Recipe.

Mr. Godsey, now, really. There
is the difference between us.

You have no sense of romance,
of intrigue...

(DOOR OPENS)

-Oh, good morning, Miss Mamie.
-Good morning.

-How are you today?
-Oh, just fine.

Miss Mamie, Mr. Godsey
and I were discussing

the remarkable discovery of the
secret room in your home.

Yes, it was a most
joyous occasion.

Sister and I were very happy
about it for a while.

I was just saying to Mr. Godsey,
who has very little imagination,

that the room very possibly
could have been used for...

Miss Mamie, is there something
I could get for you?

Yes, I came to get
smelling salts.

Smelling salts coming right up.

As I was saying, we were
speculating that the room

could have been used for...

I hope this will
take care of you.

Thank you. These will
come in very handy.

-So, how is Miss Emily?
-Emily has taken to her bed.

I'm afraid we have been dealt
an enormous blow.

And I myself have been
having fainting spells.

Oh, dear, that sounds serious.

I am afraid that
we have suffered

a tragedy of enormous
consequence.

What is that?

A man from the government came
to the house the other day

and told us that it is illegal
to make the Recipe.

IKE: Oh, no.

And he's coming to dismantle
Papa's Recipe Machine,

and there's nothing
that we can do about it.

Perhaps now you can
devote your energies

to more enriching endeavors.

Without the Recipe,
Sister and I feel that

there's really no point
in going on at all.

How about the machine
in the secret room?

Maybe you could use that.

We discussed the possibility
of using it

but it's in such
dreadful condition,

we thought we couldn't
hope to repair it.

I could come by
and take a look at it,

and you and I could put
it back together again.

Mr. Godsey!

-Could you?
-Well, I'll sure give it a try.

I'll tell you what. I'll come by
just as soon as I can.

Oh, thank you!

Perhaps I won't
need these after all.

Bye, Miss Mamie.

Mr. Godsey, I am appalled!

You are aiding and abetting
in a criminal activity!

-Boy, what a lousy day.
-You're telling me.

They didn't even want to let me
out of the house tonight.

I didn't even bother going home.

I spent all afternoon
at Pickett Metal

filling out job applications.

They want to put me
on the assembly line.

Maybe if I talked to Erin, she
could find you something better.

Better? That's the best job
they've got to offer.

I tell you, Jim-Bob, I ain't
long for Walton's Mountain.

I wouldn't mind getting
out of here myself.

(CHUCKLING) You've got it made
here. You're white!

You come from the right family.
How can you go wrong?

Sure. I can become
a successful lumberjack,

out cutting trees for my older
brother for the rest of my life.

That sounds great, doesn't it?

Yeah, well.

I'm thinking about heading north

working in one of
them shipping yards.

That's about the only place
I'll have a chance.

Hmm.

Did you see much action
in the Navy?

Sure did.

I was at Pearl Harbor,
the Midway.

Yeah, what was it like?

You were better off at Langley.

I don't know sometimes.

Hey, you know John-Boy, Jason
and Ben?

They were all in
the thick of it.

My family really
worried about them.

Boy, and then when they got
home, roll out the red carpet.

I didn't get a red carpet.

Yeah, well, at least
you deserved one.

(SIGHING CONTENTEDLY)

Hey

why don't we take this
car for a real spin?

Sounds like a good idea to me.

Hey, sure you want to sit up
there? This road's pretty curvy.

I was in Pearl Harbor, remember?
I think I can manage.

-What's going on, Jim-Bob?
-Hang on, Jodie.

JIM-BOB: Hey, Jodie,
I don't want you falling off.

JODIE: Now, come on, Air Force,
put it into the wild...

(JODIE SCREAMING)

Jodie! Jodie, are you alright?

Jodie?

Jodie!

Oh, God. Jodie!

He's resting.

He's going to alright,
isn't he?

(SIGHING) He has a broken arm
and a mild concussion.

The doctor wants to keep him
here for a couple of days.

I just got done with the
accident report. How's Jodie?

He's fine. I'm more
worried about you.

I'm okay.

I'm really sorry about all this,
Verdie. It's all my fault.

I shouldn't have been
so hard on him.

There's nothing any of us
can do about that now.

I think we should all try
and get some rest.

I'm going to stay right here,
Mary Ellen.

-Come on.
-I'd rather stay with Verdie.

Jim-Bob, it's almost 2:00 a.m.

You need some rest,
and so does Jodie.

Verdie, I'm really
sorry about all this.

Found one of old Mama's
scrapbooks.

We've been wondering
where you were hiding.

Did you guys know
Daddy was an old war hero?

I know, he didn't like
talking about it much.

Didn't you hear us call you?

Oh, I did, but I didn't
feel like answering.

I didn't feel like
facing the family

after what happened last night.

You're gonna have
to face them sometime.

The sooner you get it over with,
the better.

Why did Mama have to get sick?

I don't think there's a single
person in the whole world

who could give you
a straight answer to that.

Everything sure is rotten.

Why don't you go downstairs
and try to turn it around?

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

I guess I have to.

Alright, okay,
I'll tell them. Bye-bye now.

Was that Mary Ellen
calling about Jodie?

Yeah, she wanted me
to tell you not to worry,

and that he's gonna be okay,
and he's awake.

(SIGHING IN RELIEF)
Oh, thank heavens for that.

I've got an announcement
to make.

I thought a lot about
what happened.

Not just last night,
but ever since I got back home.

I've decided to re-enlist.

-Jim-Bob, you're not serious.
-Yes, I am.

I'm gonna go to the recruiting
office today.

Why on earth would you want
to do a thing like that?

They still need an Air Force
even with the war over.

But we need you here, Jim-Bob.

I think you'd be better off
without me.

You're wrong. You don't
know how much we missed you

when you were gone.

It was my fault Jodie nearly got
killed last night.

You can't go back
into the service

just because of a car accident.

I've thought about it a lot.

Ever since I got back,
all I've done is make trouble.

At least in the air corps,
I did things right.

Jim-Bob, you've
just gotten back.

Why don't you give yourself
some more time?

Don't you think you
should wait awhile?

Sounds like you're
making a decision

you would regret later on.

There's no use in discussing it,
Rose. My mind's made up.

Jim-Bob, wait a minute.

I don't feel like talking right
now, Elizabeth.

You can talk to me. It's not
like talking to the others.

Well, there's nothing
to talk about.

It's not fair to turn your back
on people who love you.

You're acting like a child.

You wouldn't be acting like this
if Mom and Daddy were here.

The only reason you want
to go back is because

you want to turn your back
on your responsibilities.

You're running away,
and I'm ashamed of you.

(KNOCKING)

It's Mr. Winthrop.
Prepare yourself.

-I'm going to take to my bed.
-Sister, we must be brave.

Remember, fortitude.

(KNOCKING)

Hello, ladies.

I want you to meet my assistants

Mr. Carr and Mr. Corwell.

How do you do?
May I take your hats?

Thank you.

I trust you ladies are not gonna
put up a fight of any sort.

Well, what must be done,
must be done.

Very good. Gentlemen, this way.

This will only take a minute,
ladies.

Oh, Mamie, this is too terrible.
I cannot bear to watch.

(STUTTERING) Just a minute.

Gentlemen, this Recipe Machine
was used by our dear Papa

before he passed on.

He built it with his very own
hands, and it's...

It's all we have left
to remind us of him.

Would it be too much to ask

if we might have
just one piece intact

as a fond memento
of better days?

Alright. I don't see why not. Go
ahead.

Well, how about this?

Why not? Sure, go ahead.

Oh, thank you for being
such gentlemen.

-Thank you.
-Go ahead, Sister.

-IKE: That's it.
-There. You got it, I think.

There, it's all set.
Okay, now, bring it around.

-MISS MAMIE: Oh, good.
-And put that in right there.

-There we go.
-(EXCLAIMING) Set that down.

This calls for a toast.

-Oh, yes.
-Sounds like a good idea.

A little Recipe sounds good,
huh?

Like Corabeth would say,
the little piece de resistance.

(MISS EMILY SPEAKING IN FRENCH)

We have 1894, 1895 or 1896.

MISS EMILY: 1894.
IKE: Sounds like a good year.

1894, here's one right here.

(MISS EMILY SIGHS)

IKE: Oh, be careful.

(MISS EMILY EXCLAIMING)

MISS EMILY: Good?

(CHUCKLES)

Be careful, don't
spill it on the rug.

Oh, well, it's good
for the moths.

Thank you, Sister.

Ready, ladies? Down the hatch.

To Papa.

Well, let's not
forget the Colonel.

(ALL LAUGH)

VERDIE: Are you sure you don't
wanna lie down back here?

I can move up front with
Mary Ellen and John-Boy.

-Mama, I'm fine.
-Headache's gone?

I feel like a new man.

I hope you don't mind
if we make a little detour

before I drop you off.

I wanted to get Jodie home
and in bed as soon as possible.

All the doctor said was not
to put any strain on this arm.

That doesn't mean I have
to stay in bed.

It's pretty important,
Verdie. Jodie's right.

He can move around
as much as he wants to.

(CHUCKLING) If you say so.

I guess I have been trying to
run his life too much anyway.

No, Mama, none of this
ever would have happened

if I had listened to you.

As soon as this cast comes off,
I'm heading for J.D. Pickett's.

I don't think so.

Oh, John-Boy, don't try
and talk him out of it.

I won't have to.

(HAMMERING)

-Hey, Jodie.
-Hey, Jim-Bob.

JODIE: Oh, I'm sorry.

What's this all about?

See that sign right there?

-Yeah, but I don't get it.
-We're going into business.

I bought the barn with
my separation pay.

We're opening a garage.

And you want me
to come to work for you?

I want you to be my partner.

I was thinking about
re-enlisting after the accident

but then Elizabeth talked to me.

I figured we did
a good job on that car

we might as well make
a little money at it.

-Well, what do you say, Jodie?
-I don't know what to say.

Before you say anything, I
better tell you something else.

It took all my separation
pay to buy this.

It's probably gonna take all
yours to buy the equipment's.

Does that mean my van finally
gets that tune-up?

It sure does,
but we don't give discounts.

(ALL LAUGHING)

-Partners?
-Partners.

JOHN-BOY: Jim-Bob and Jodie
opened their garage.

Their partnership provided
them with a way

to make the final transition
back into civilian life.

Both families breathed
a sigh of relief

to see them settle down and
become responsible young men.

And Miss Emily and Miss Mamie

when asked about the loss of
their papa's Recipe Machine

would smile and say

"Don't worry we saved
enough for everybody."

ELIZABETH: Jim-Bob
if I came to your garage

would you teach me
how to change the oil in a car?

JIM-BOB: Why do
you want do that?

I was just thinking it might be
fun to be a mechanic.

But you'll have to wear old
clothes so you won't get dirty.

ELIZABETH: I won't touch the oil
I just want to watch you do it.

JIM-BOB: Goodnight, Elizabeth.