All language subtitles for The.Waltons.S09E13.The.Gold.Watch.WEBRip.x264-ION10

No!

-Stanley, what is it?
-My sister, she found me out.

She doesn't think I should be
here. She thinks I...

You should be back
in the hospital?

-You know, Miss Rose?
-I guessed.

After a person
has a nervous breakdown,

they're bound to have
doubts and confusions.

He's determined to go back.

If Mr. Perkins
were my boyfriend,

I wouldn't let him walk away

without putting up
a fight for him first.

JOHN-BOY:
During his long absence
from the mountain,

Rose rarely spoke of her beau

and dancing partner,
Stanley Perkins.

But I suspect
she thought of him often.

Especially when the radio
played an old dance tune.

(SINGING)
Buffalo Gals,
won't you come out tonight

Come out tonight

Buffalo Gals,
won't you come out tonight

STANLEY:
And dance by the light
of the moon

Stanley Perkins!

Miss Rose.

(STANLEY CHUCKLING)

-Dear Miss Rose.
-As I live and breathe!

What a surprise!

Well, I didn't mean
to startle you.

(CHUCKLING)
I guess I must look a sight.

Oh, no, no. It's just that
it's been so long without word

and there you stand!

Didn't even hear you drive up.

Oh! Well, my car broke down
a few miles back,

and I had to walk
the rest of the way.

I was in such a hurry
to see you,

(CLEARING THROAT)
I didn't even think
to stop for a shave.

You still might've called.

Oh, I...I couldn't take a chance
if you'd not want to see me.

Oh, what a thing to say!
Now, you just come right inside.

Looks to me like you need some
nourishment and to wash up.

I just knew if there's anybody
in the world I could count on,

it'd be you, Miss Rose.

Well, just come on now,
you hear?

Thank you.

I really appreciate you
letting me have this on credit.

Well, you're good for it.

However, it'd be a good idea
if you didn't let Corabeth know

how much we put on credit.

It's just till
business picks up.

I guess it's a little early
for the midday crowd, huh?

You are the midday crowd, Ike,
if you'll let me buy you a beer.

(CHUCKLING)
I can see why you're
not making much profit.

I wish it was that simple.

You ever hear
of the Red River Inn?

Yeah, that's that new place
out on Route 29.

They've got this flashy cowboy
singer who really packs them in,

most of my regular customers
included.

He's good, too.

Ike? You've been
going over there?

Well, you know,
just a few times.

On the nights when I'm supposed
to be at my lodge meetings.

Et tu, Brutus?

Well, now, wait a minute.
It's not like what you said.

(SIGHING)
Brutus.

Hi, Rose.

-Oh, drat!
-Oh, here, I'll get it.

Thank you, Elizabeth.

-Are you alright?
-Oh, just butterfingers.

He's come back.
Mr. Perkins has come back.

-Your Mr. Perkins?
-He's not my Mr. Perkins.

I have no claim on him
and he has none on me.

-Where is he?
-Upstairs, getting cleaned up.

(EXHALES)

I vow and declare, he looks like
something the cat dragged in.

Miss Elizabeth. What a fine lady
you've grown into.

Well, it's been a long time.

Yeah. Entirely too long,
right, Miss Rose?

-Tea?
-Thank you, kindly.

I must confess that

I haven't been
the best of correspondents.

Well, no one could accuse you
of putting a strain

on the postal service.

(STUTTERING)
STANLEY:
Well, these past few months

I've been busy

breaking a new man
in to take over my territory.

Your dream territory?

But you waited
all your life to get it!

Thirty-seven years with
the same firm is long enough.

I've retired, Rose.

They honored me
with a testimonial dinner

and gave me a gold watch.

-Oh! Can we see it?
-Oh, sure.

As soon as I get it
back from the engravers.

It's just hard to imagine

your days as
a traveling salesman being over.

Well, I haven't
given up working.

Truth to tell, I was hoping
I could find a job around here.

Oh! My, you are
full of surprises.

I'd figured you to settle
near your sister in Richmond.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(STUTTERING)
I never got along
all that well with Elvira.

She was always so bossy.

Can't say that I care
for that quality in a woman.

Where do you plan to stay?

Well, I thought I'd stay
at the boarding house.

Oh, my!
Zuleika's temporarily closed.

She's over in Little Rock
to see the sights.

Oh.

That's not the best of news.

He could stay here
in Mama and Daddy's room,

couldn't he, Rose?

(EXHALES)

I suppose you could.

(CHUCKLING)
It wouldn't be for long,
I assure you.

A man of my abilities is
probably gonna find a position

almost immediately.

(CAR DOOR CLOSING)

-Miss Perkins.
-Dr. Martin, what a surprise!

Is something the matter?

Your brother was only
to stay for the weekend.

We expected you to bring him
back to the hospital yesterday.

But I did. I dropped Stanley off
in the morning.

-He never reported back in.
-Oh! Well...

He told me
he didn't want to return,

but he always says that
after a weekend at home.

Looks like
he meant it this time.

But he's not ready to leave the
hospital. He's not recovered.

There's no reason
for undue concern.

He's shown some improvement
over the past few weeks.

But without
continuing treatment,

there is always
a possibility of a relapse.

Dear God!

-Let know if you hear from him.
-I'll call you at once, Doctor.

I do hope nothing has happened
to him, the condition he's in.

I wonder if it's worth
all the effort.

What's the point
in having your own office

if you don't have
any customers to escape from?

I think the Dew Drop needs
a little more razzle-dazzle.

Something to bring in
the paying public.

I don't know what.

How about a painting
over the bar?

One of them naked ladies
reclining on a couch.

(CHUCKLING)
Can you imagine
what Mama would say?

How about a weekly
beer drinking contest?

(SIGHS)

Frog jumping contest?

I've got it.
Dancing girls, that's it.

I don't want to turn
the place into a honky-tonk.

Besides, where would I get
dancing girls on credit?

(DOOR OPENING)

A customer.

You go get it.
I'll finish up here.

Is there something
I can get for you?

Just yourself!

(CHUCKLING)
Toni!

Hi.

(JASON LAUGHING)

I can't believe it!

I'm on assignment in Washington
for a month, and what happens?

The Dew Drop Inn!
Jason Walton proprietor!

What do you think of it?

It's not bad
for a country roadhouse.

When did you
get back to Camp Rockfish?

Today.

I'm supposed to be
running errands for my Colonel.

And I decided
to take a short detour.

How about a long one?

Mr. Perkins seemed
kind of sickly to me.

You think Mary Ellen
should take a look at him?

Oh, I think
he's just a little run-down.

A few hot meals
and a good night's sleep,

he'll be right as rain.

Are you going to marry him?

(CHUCKLING)
Elizabeth, what a question!
He hasn't been here an hour.

I always liked Mr. Perkins.
He reminds me of a lost puppy.

Well, that's
a romantic thought for you.

And anyway, if I did
have any feelings about him,

I don't know how he feels
about resuming our romance.

Why else would he be here?

Well, he's come to find work.

He could find work anywhere.

The special thing about
Walton's Mountain is you.

Well, at any rate,
I'm not getting my hopes up.

Well, is there
anything else I can do?

Oh, I think we're all set.

Thanks, honey.
I'll just unpack his suitcase.

John Curtis and I
picked these for Mr. Perkins.

John Curtis is responsible
for the dandelions.

-Oh, Mary Ellen, they're lovely!
-Everything under control?

Well, much as it can be.

Don't you ask me
if I'm going to take him back.

I've already got
Elizabeth to wondering.

Well, I bet
you're wondering, too.

Mary Ellen, I never expected
to see Mr. Perkins again.

He appeared out of thin air.

It's enough
to make a woman dizzy.

Well, give it some time.

I'm sure the right answer
will suddenly come clear.

Well, I hope so.

Mary Ellen, have you ever
heard of the Marshall Hospital?

Yes, it's an institution
near Richmond.

Institution?

For the mentally ill.
Why do you ask?

(EXHALES DEEPLY)
Oh, I...

I just saw it somewhere.
It's not important.

-Morning, Ben.
-Morning.

-How's business?
-Busy.

Yeah, looks like maybe you could
use another hand then, huh?

Sure could.

Only thing is,
with the wages I'd pay,

most people like to try
the Pickett factory.

-Well, what about me?
-You?

Sure.
I'm a very conscientious worker.

I'm sure you are.

-Let me give you a hand.
-Okay.

-Where you gonna put it?
-In the truck.

Oh boy, that's heavy, huh?
Lots, isn't it?

(STANLEY EXCLAIMS)

You okay?

Oh, sure, sure.
No, I'm fine. I just...

A little practice, I'll be fine.
That's nothing.

Don't you think this kind of
work is too strenuous for you?

Well, it's not
all that strenuous.

I know you're
a lot younger than I am, Ben,

but you can't push a man aside
just because of his age.

There's a lot of young men that
wouldn't be able to handle it.

I'm sorry.

I know you're not like a lot
of those young go-getters, Ben.

I'm sure you can find work that
would be better suited to you.

Yeah, of course.

Well, thank you, Ben.

Good luck.

Oh, Miss Rose,
you look to be off somewhere.

Oh, just walking to Godsey's.

Uh-huh.

(STUTTERING)

Perhaps, I could
keep you company?

If you like.

Thank you.

Well, looks to be
very fine weather we're having.

Weather is usually nice
this time of the year.

(STANLEY SIGHS)

I never thought we'd be at
a loss for words to each other.

You know, I'm...

I am truly sorry
for hurting you, Miss Rose.

Breaking our engagement
and running off that way.

Why, I wouldn't have had you
miss your dream territory,

not in a million years.

But one supposes
you could've written.

Well, I always
meant to stay in touch,

but it's just that
life got kind of complicated.

But there was never another
woman. You must believe that.

Well, we have
no ties on one another.

No. No.

Isn't it about time
you went for your car?

Oh, there's no particular hurry.

Well, then
how about your other things?

Don't you have
another suitcase, perhaps?

You can't just leave that car
sitting on the road somewhere.

Well, uh...

(STUTTERING)
I got a confession
to make, Miss Rose.

My car didn't break down.

I just don't have it anymore.

Your dear old
green Studebaker, gone?

Yeah.

I've had some bad times,
Miss Rose.

Some mighty bad times.

I need your friendship.

If...

If you could just
think kindly of me again.

You know you can count on me,
Stanley. My goodness.

Whatever those bad times were,
they're behind you now.

Then, you'll stand by me?

You bet your petunias I will.

Just how much credit
did you extend to Jason?

Oh, I think
everything will work out.

And I think business is
gonna pick up at the Dew Drop.

Honestly, Mr. Godsey,

sometimes I have my doubts
about your business judgment.

Now, I don't know
how you can say that.

And besides, Jason's a friend.

So was the salesman
who saddled you

with Dr. Ferrin's
rotating wiener roasters.

Well, they're selling.

Two. Last year.

(DOOR OPENING)

Corabeth, hi.

Stanley! Stanley Perkins!

Oh, well, Mr. Perkins,
the prodigal has returned.

And we're mighty glad of it.

So, how's the selling business?

I couldn't say. I've retired.

Oh, they gave him a testimonial
dinner, gold watch and all.

A gold watch!
Hey, that's really something!

So, now you are
a gentleman of leisure.

Yes, I'm hoping
to settle here on the Mountain.

Well, that's wonderful!

Perhaps I can be some assistance
in helping you to find

a suitable domicile.

You're in
the real estate business?

I'm expecting
a post-war boom any day now.

I suppose you're gonna be
fishing all day long, huh?

Oh, no. Old work horse like me?

No, no. First thing
I want to do is find a job.

Matter of fact,
I was thinking that

likely you could use
a man of my talents around here.

Corabeth and I haven't had
any problems managing so far.

Hey, how about a game of pool?

What about the real estate boom?

Corabeth, you could spend
more time cultivating business.

And, Ike, you look
like you wouldn't mind

spending a few more hours
down by the riverbank.

I can't imagine where you'd find
a more experienced salesman.

IKE:
Well, that's true.

Yeah, well,
why not give me a trial period

and see if we can be of some
mutual benefit to each other?

Well, uh...

Perhaps that could work out.
What do you say, honey?

Well, standing behind a counter
is not nearly as glamorous

as traversing the Wild West.

It looks just fine to me.

I could start tomorrow morning,
if you want me.

We open at eight.

You won't regret it, I
guarantee. You won't regret it.

-Good evening.
-Hi.

What time does it get crowded?

It doesn't.
This is a good night.

Hey, when does the show start?

I'll be playing the piano
in a few minutes.

I'm talking
about the cowboy singer.

I'm sorry,
you're in the wrong place.

You're looking for
the Red River Inn

over on Route 29.

Swell.

Not even a tip.

They're packing them in
like sardines over there.

I guess you'll just have
to enjoy my company,

now that I've got
your almost undivided attention.

I won't be that way
if I go bankrupt.

Are you serious?

Every week I lose more money,
extend myself further on credit.

It can't go on that way forever.

Then you got to hit back. You
have to fight fire with fire.

You could sing cowboy songs.

Not the way he does.

Well, then hire
your own western singer!

Who'd sing here?

It's a nice idea,
but it just isn't practical.

Practical doesn't look like it's
working. Try being impractical.

I'll do it for you.
I'll get you a western singer.

Hope you don't mind being
left alone on your first day,

but Corabeth's gotta go off
and sell somebody a house

it's my day
to go after the produce.

I can manage.

Seeing that it's you, I know
we don't have to worry a bit.

Now, here is a list
of unreliable customers.

Gordon Woodward?
He's been dead for two years.

Well, don't extend credit
to his heirs.

Now, this little item I wish
to call your attention to.

It is a rotating weenie roaster.

I'm a little overstocked
on them,

but it's really
a remarkable gadget.

That Mr. Godsey
purchased and nobody wants.

However, they have been
marked down considerably.

Perhaps you would
like to promote them.

-I'll make a point of it.
-That's the spirit.

Well, I must run along.
I have a client waiting.

I got to get going, too.
Good luck.

Thank you.
Don't worry about a thing.

(DOOR OPENING)

Good morning.

What have you done
with Ike and Corabeth?

I'm helping them out.
My name is Stanley Perkins.

Not the Stanley Perkins,
the man who broke Rose's heart.

MISS MAMIE:
Oh, Sister!

MISS EMILY:
Well, at least he came back.

I waited so long
for Ashley Longworth to return,

but alas, it was not to be.

Then it was his loss.
Miss Baldwin, I believe?

Oh!

Do you expect to stay
indefinitely, Mr. Perkins?

(CHUCKLING)
Indeed, I hope to.

I'm retired now.

MISS EMILY:
Isn't that nice?

You ladies might

wanna look at this
rotating weenie roaster.

It's truly unique.

Do we have one of these?

Yes, Sister. Ike sold me one
and Corabeth sold you one.

Perhaps, we could use another?

No, dear.
A pair of them is quite enough.

Perhaps there's something else
I could help you with?

Indeed there is.

You see, we have
this old popcorn machine

in the window
of our antique store,

and the metal trim
is quite badly tarnished.

Then you'll be requiring
a good metal polish.

Now let me see where they,
uh, keep that over here.

Oh! We thought we could've
sold it some time ago.

Would you be
interested in purchasing

a rather large popcorn popper,
Mr. Perkins?

(CHUCKLES)

No, ma'am.

But, uh...

Well, might I make a suggestion?

Oh, please do.

You see, I've always believed in
matching customer to the goods.

Maybe Jason Walton
would be interested

in your popcorn machine
for the Dew Drop.

It might make a nice novelty.
Good for business.

What a splendid idea!
Well, we'll ask him.

-Yes.
-You've been very helpful.

-Thank you.
-You're entirely welcome.

MISS EMILY:
Good day, Mr. Perkins.

Good day.

Now you take Rose for a walk
under the maple trees.

And when the leaves
come swirling down...

Come along, Sister.
Good day, Mr. Perkins.

Good day.

Another busy afternoon?

I think I can spare
a few moments to talk with you.

Won't be long before I'll have
to share you with the crowds.

Crowds?

The hordes will be breaking
down the door to get in

when they find out about
the wonderful cowboy singer.

He's coming here tomorrow
to audition.

If he's so wonderful,
why do we have to audition him?

He's auditioning us.

He wants to make sure that
the atmosphere here is right.

If he likes wide open spaces,
it'll be perfect.

MISS MAMIE:
Yoo-hoo.

MISS EMILY:
Yoo-hoo.

TONI:
Oh, Miss Mamie, Miss Emily!

Antoinette, Jason,
it's so nice to see you.

JASON:
Oh, welcome to the Dew Drop.

Well, thank you.

Well, it's not at all
what I expected of a saloon.

Papa would never permit us
to set foot at night clubs.

Young ladies were not to venture
into public places unescorted,

don't you know?

Since we're not young ladies,
I don't expect Papa will mind.

Did you come just to look around
or can I get you something?

Oh, actually,
it's what we can get for you.

MISS EMILY:
That dashing,
Mr. Perkins suggested it.

Oh, isn't he
the clever one, though.

And it is a lovely idea,
isn't it, Jason?

What idea?

Our popcorn machine.

Papa used to get it out
when we had lawn parties

croquet tournaments
and that sort of thing.

It's bright and shiny
with a light inside

and the corn goes
pop, pop, pop.

Mr. Perkins thought, perhaps
you could make use of it.

I think it's a great idea.

I don't see how I can afford it.

Oh, money is no object,
is it, Sister?

Oh, of course not.
We'll loan it to you.

And if you want
to pay us later, you can.

I can't lose
on a deal like that.

Jason'll pay you

as soon as his cowboy singer
starts to bring in the crowds.

Cowboy singer, here?
Oh, how exciting!

Do you think
we could come hear him, Sister?

Well, I don't see why not.

Perhaps he'd sing my favorite,
The Streets of Toledo.

(CLICKS TONGUE)

I think that's "Laredo", Sister.

Well, wherever.
It's still my favorite.

It's such a joy to be standing
alongside you again, Miss Rose.

Well, you might save some room
for me on your dance card.

How about some night
later this week?

Well, we might
go to the Dew Drop.

Jason's hoping to get
a western singer over there.

Good idea.

Remind me to tell him that he
should advertise performances.

Aha!

Well, I'm sure Jason
would value your advice.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Yes. Yes, he is.

Hold the phone, please.

It's for you.

Nobody knows I'm here.

Someone does.

Hello?

Elvira.

Yes. Elvira, don't fret now.
I'm fine, truly fine.

No. No, I had to get away.

Please, Elvira.

No, Elvira,
I don't want to see you!

No!

Stanley, what is it?

My sister, she found me out.

She doesn't think I should
be here. She thinks I...

You should be back
in the hospital?

You know, Miss Rose?

I guessed.

Well, uh,

I've been a patient there
for the last six months.

And I won't go back.

I won't.

What is that?

It's a tonic
the Baldwin sisters make.

I don't deserve your kindness.

Fiddlesticks!

I wish you'd told me
about all those bad times.

I didn't like deceiving you,
Miss Rose,

but I was afraid
to tell you the truth.

Nothing that's happened
could make me think

less highly of you.

When I started to work out West,

business was pretty slow.

Didn't worry me at first, 'cause
I figured it was gonna pick up.

Only it didn't.

Dream territory was a mirage.

But you sent me a post card.

Said the goods
were selling like hotcakes.

A fabrication.

I couldn't have you think
that I wasn't making my quotas.

Then the war was over and,

all of a sudden, there were lot
of young men, home from the war.

Full of ambition,
trying to make up for lost time.

Deserving, capable young men.

All of them after my job.

No one could replace you.

I was fired, Miss Rose.

There was no testimonial dinner.

There was no gold watch.

I went to Richmond, to Elvira's.

I just sort of fell apart.

I wish I'd known.

Elvira got me to the hospital

and the doctor said
I'd had a nervous breakdown.

Everybody were
very nice to me at the hospital,

but I was afraid I was gonna
have to spend the rest of my...

Spend the rest of my life there.

You don't need a hospital.

(SOBBING)

You see, my father
had a nervous breakdown, too.

He, uh... He got out
of the hospital, alright.

Two months later, he had
an accident with a pistol.

(SOBBING)

You are not your father!

Yeah.

I said to myself, "If I could
just get to see Miss Rose,

"I think I could feel safe,
I could get strong."

All you need is a little time
to work up your confidence.

Yeah, but, uh...

There were moments today
when I panicked, Miss Rose.

I could barely handle
the simplest transaction.

But you did.

And tomorrow, it'll be easier

and the day after that,
even easier still.

Yeah, maybe.
Oh, dear God, I hope so.

Oh, Miss Rose.

Good morning, Corabeth.

Mr. Perkins,
you are to be commended.

Because of your ad, we have sold
four of those weenie roasters!

Well, that advertisement's
only been running for a day.

Give it some time
to saturate the market.

I was afraid we'd be stuck
with those things forever.

Well, I was just exercising
modern marketing methods.

Well, you keep at it,
Mr. Perkins.

I feel that I can attend to my
real estate responsibilities

with my mind at ease.

(DOOR OPENING)

CORABETH:
Ah, good morning, ladies.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

Mr. Perkins will assist you.

Can I help you lovely ladies?

I hope so.

MISS MAMIE:
Sister,
you better put those down

or Mr. Perkins
will think it's a robbery.

These are
Papa's dueling pistols,

although he never dueled.

He always kept them
at the ready,

but fortunately, he never had
an opportunity to use them.

I suppose he might've
called out Ashley Longworth

if he'd ever caught him
trying to kiss me.

Ladies, I don't know
anything about guns.

Please put them away.

Well, we thought that you might
suggest someone

who might be interested
in purchasing them.

Well, I can't help you.
Please take them away!

Of course, if it upsets you.

Are you alright, Mr. Perkins?

(SIGHS)

JASON:
The Dew Drop's a great place.

Well, I've seen better.

Wait till
we get a crowd in here.

Yourself included, little lady?

I'm practically a partner.

I'll pay you $10 a night
and all the beer you can drink.

-Now, that is if I take the job.
-Please don't turn us down.

An old boy would be a fool
to turn you down, darling.

Why, you're the prettiest eyeful
I've seen since I left Tulsa.

Then it's a deal?

Yeah. I'll give
your little place a try.

Say, uh, this Saturday night?

Then I'll see you about 8:00.

And I'll see you.

If this works out, we could have
a long term arrangement.

That must've been
the world's longest handshake.

-What are you worried about?
-I saw the way he was eyeing.

It was harmless.

I wonder if he'd have
taken this job

if you hadn't encouraged him.

Of course, he would've.
And I didn't encourage him.

Hope that two-bit
cowboy knows that.

I'm gonna go put that ad
Mr. Perkins suggested

in the Rockfish paper.

And while I'm gone,
why don't you cool off a bit?

-Don't break my eggs!
-Oh, I'm sorry.

What's the matter with Stanley?
He's acting strange lately.

He has been a nervous wreck
ever since he saw those pistols.

Well, that's it. In a minute
I'll have a total for you.

Where are my raisins?
You've forgotten my raisins.

STANLEY:
Oh, I'm sorry.

-They're right there!
-Where?

There! What's the matter
with you?

Thank you.

-So, how are we doing?
-I forgot the raisins.

I wish you'd total up my order,

I'll know I'm not paying for
anything else he's forgotten.

(LAUGHING)

-I'm sure that's not necessary.
-It is, if you want my business.

(HORN HONKING)

Stanley, why don't you take care
of that and I'll finish up here.

Sure, Ike.

Fill it up for you,
Mr. Cuthbert?

A dollar's worth.

-Check your oil?
-Don't use it.

How about cleaning
your windshield for you?

Nope. Cleaned it once.
Sun got in my eyes.

I see.

You're all set.

CUTHBERT:
Thank you.

(ENGINE STARTING)

(EXPLOSION)

Help! Help, there's a fire!

Fire!

CUTHBERT:
We'll get it. Don't worry, now.

I got it.

STANLEY:
Hurry.

Okay.

CUTHBERT:
Well, that will do her.

-Oh, yeah. Thanks, Mr. Cuthbert.
-Welcome.

Well, I must have
let the gas spill over.

Well, it could happen
to anybody.

No, no, that was carelessness.

-I can't work for you anymore.
-You kidding me!

You got to have somebody
you can rely on.

But I trust you
with the store completely.

No, no, it's too much.

I just can't do it.

Stanley?

Stanley, are you
coming to supper?

They're getting restless.
I wish Johnny would hurry up.

I'll go see what's keeping him.

(SINGING)
Oh, my darling

Oh, my darling

(WHISTLES)

Wow! Holy smokes!

You sure do make
one gorgeous civilian.

Are you about ready to go on?

It's a big crowd out there
and they're asking for you.

Well, why don't we have us
a little private concert?

Oh, you couldn't
disappoint your fans.

Well, aren't you
one of my fans?

Of course, I am.
And I wanna hear you sing.

Out there, now!

Okay.

But, uh, how about a little
good luck kiss?

(CHUCKLING)
Everybody is waiting.

They're just gonna have to wait
until I get that good luck kiss.

(SIGHS)

Luck!

TONI:
No! Stop!

(GROANS)

You dumb hick,
look what you've done!

I'll do it again
if you ever lay a hand on her.

(SIGHS)

I'm gonna have to go out
and tell those people

there isn't going to be a show.

-Oh, no, you don't. Follow me.
-What are you doing?

Do you remember that song we
worked for the GI show in Paris?

-I'm not sure of the words.
-Who cares? We'll fake it!

May I have
your attention, please?

There's been a change
in tonight's entertainment,

and Johnny Calico...

Well, we're going to be
substituting for him.

MAN 1:
We came to see Johnny.

MAN 2:
We want a real singer.

Now you're getting two
for the price of one!

BOTH:
(SINGING)
Yippee yeah,

there'll be
no wedding bells for today

I got spurs that jingle,
jangle, jingle

As I go ridin' merrily along

And they sing,

"Oh, ain't you
glad you're single"

And that song ain't
so very far from wrong

-Oh, Lily Bell
-Oh, Lily Bell

-Oh, Lily Bell
-Oh, Lily Bell

Though I may have done some
fooling this is why I never will

I got spurs that
jingle, jangle, jingle

As I go ridin' merrily along

And they sing, "Oh, ain't you
glad you're single"

And that song ain't
so very far from wrong

-Oh, Mary Ann
-Oh, Mary Ann

-Oh, Mary Ann
-Oh, Mary Ann

Though we done
some moonlight walkin'

this is why I up and went

Why I up and went

I got spurs that
jingle, jangle, jingle

As I go ridin' merrily along

And they sing, "Oh, ain't you
glad you're single"

And that song ain't
so very far from wrong

-Oh, Bessy Lou
-Oh, Bessy Lou

-Oh, Bessy Lou
-Oh, Bessy Lou

Though we've done
a heap of dreamin'

this is why
it won't come true

I got spurs that
jingle, jangle, jingle

I got spurs that
jingle, jangle, jingle

-As I go ridin' merrily along
-As I go ridin' merrily along

And they sing, "Oh, ain't you
glad you're single"

And they sing, "Oh, ain't you
glad you're single"

And that song ain't
so very far from wrong

-So I'll jingle all along
-So I'll jingle all along

(ALL WHOOPING)

Hi, Rose.

Oh, I thought you'd still be
at the Dew Drop.

I have exams to study for.
What are you still doing up?

Oh, there's too many thoughts
stirring up inside me to sleep.

Mr. Perkins
part of those thoughts?

Oh, Mary Ellen, why do I let
that man tug at my heart so?

-He's leaving again.
-How come?

He says he's not well.

He's going back
to the institution.

Is that why you asked me
about the Marshall Hospital?

Don't people ever recover
from nervous breakdowns?

It takes time
and a lot of little successes.

It's as though
he's convinced he's gonna fail.

After a person
has a nervous breakdown,

they're bound
to have doubts and confusions.

Even relapses.

That doesn't mean Mr. Perkins
should be hospitalized again.

He's determined to go back.

Elvira's coming in the morning.

If Mr. Perkins
were my boyfriend,

I wouldn't let him walk away

without putting up
a fight for him first.

-Yes?
-I'm Elvira Perkins.

I've come for my brother.

Oh, come on in.
He's eating breakfast right now.

-I'm Elizabeth Walton.
-Stanley?

Oh!

Oh! Thank goodness you called.

I'm glad you decided
to go back to the hospital.

Well, I didn't mean
to upset you.

(CLEARS THROAT)

I got everything packed.

The car's waiting out front,
the hospital is expecting you.

Oh! Well, I can't leave
till Miss Rose returns.

I couldn't go
without saying goodbye to her.

Of course.

I'll just put
your bag in the car.

(CAR HORN HONKING)

ELIZABETH:
Here's Rose.

Thank heavens
you haven't left yet.

Oh, well, I couldn't leave
without seeing you, Miss Rose.

Stanley, we're glad you're here

because we all
wanted to say goodbye.

We just came to say goodbye.

We've hardly had a chance
to get acquainted.

I didn't want you to leave
thinking you were a failure.

You might say
this is our testimonial.

If you hadn't told me
to advertise that cowboy singer,

I'd still be facing bankruptcy.

That ad about the weenie
roasters was a success,

I'm thinking
of ordering some more.

You all would have thought
of those ads yourselves.

I'm just sorry
I don't have more time

to spend with my
real estate business.

I don't see how you
can feel so kindly to me.

Not after all my carelessness.

If you're talking about the fire
it wasn't carelessness.

Mr. Cuthbert
came by this morning

and said there was
a leak in his gas tank.

Then it wasn't my fault?

CORABETH:
Certainly not.

I talked to the people
at the Rockfish Gazette,

about your ad
and how well it did,

and they told me that it was
your creative writing

and your snappy layout
that did it.

And they want me to ask you
if you'd like a job with them.

Well, what do you know?

Sister and I are gonna miss you.

Thank you, dear ladies.

Stanley, this is for you.

I don't know what to say.

Well, if any man deserves
a gold watch, you do.

Well, thank you.

Thank you, all.

ROSE:
We just hope that when you
look at it, you'll think of us.

Unfortunately, we didn't have
a chance to get it engraved.

(SOBBING)
If you had just
stayed a little longer...

Oh, there, there now,
Miss Rose, don't cry.

The watch might not be
waterproof, you know.

(ROSE LAUGHS)

I just don't know how much
better you have to feel

you have to get
at that hospital.

You'll always be
well enough for me.

You've made some
good friends here, Stanley.

Now, we really must hurry.

Well,

I'm not gonna go, Elvira.

I know I was sick,
and I needed that hospital then,

but not now.

If my friends are not gonna
give up on me, why should I?

You sound almost
like the old Stanley.

For the first time in months,
I feel almost like him.

Miss Rose,

I wonder if you'd
do me the honor

of going dancing
with me tonight?

It's been a long time.

I can't promise
I won't step on your toes.

(CHUCKLES)

You just step on them
all you like.

-I'm gonna visit you regularly.
-I'll look forward to it.

You're always welcome here,
Elvira.

I'll walk you to the car.

You drive carefully.

ELVIRA:
Take care.

I will.

Bye-bye.

JOHN-BOY:
Mr. Perkins' self-assurance
eventually came back

and he was never
to return to the hospital.

From that day onward, when
Stanley had moments of doubt,

he would always look
at Rose's gold watch

and remember
that he was indeed a success.

JASON:
Good night, Elizabeth.

ELIZABETH:
Good night, Jason.

Hey, Jason,

do you have to pay Toni
for singing at the Dew Drop?

JASON:
I think when Toni sings,
it's a labor of love.

Ah! Does that mean
you pay her in kisses?

Good night, Elizabeth.