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* When the shadows *

* Of this life are gone *

Uh, Fanny Tatum gave me a very
interesting piece of information

regarding Curt's younger sister,
Vanessa, and your Jason.

Jason, you're so sweet.

And this place is so lovely.

So peaceful.

On Walton's Mountain,
the marriage vows once pledged

usually remained enforced,
until the contract was ended

by the death of
one of the partners.

Divorce was a taboo word
spoken in whispers.

And then, one day, a young
woman who had left her husband

appeared on the mountain

with serious consequences
for my brother, Jason.

Now, you send me a postcard from
your travels, now, you hear?

Well, I'd love to, ma'am, except
I don't have your address.

Well, I have yours,
so I can write to you.

-Hi, honey.
-Hi.

Oh, nice to see you.

Good to see you. You look fine.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, Vanessa, the Waltons.

Oh, now which one did you marry?

This one.

How do you do?

You did real fine
for yourself, honey.

And married life
seems to with you.

You never looked better in your
entire life.

Where's Taylor?

Oh, I didn't bring him along.

No, I have left that man.

Curt, honey,
I just couldn't take it no more.

I pity Taylor, stuck back
there in the cold and the mud.

I gave him a chance.

I said "Let's find us a new
world and make us a new life."

And he just couldn't bring
himself to leave.

But I had to.

What did Taylor say about that?

Well, he said he
wouldn't stand in my way.

I tried to explain to him that

I just couldn't
live out my whole life

and die in that little, old gray
town.

You know, how lively I am,

and love everything bright
and full of color.

Which way do we go, sugar?

Oh, right over there.

I just felt 100% better

the minute I left that gritty,
grimy, little, old coal town.

Mary Ellen,
it must be crazy there.

You must get awfully busy.

Oh.

Oh!

Flowers.

Bet you did some scrubbing,
didn't you, Mary Ellen?

I did do some cleaning.

I remember the first time
I had company,

when Taylor's mama
came to visit,

I pretty nearly ironed
the pages of the Bible.

What can we do with
these suitcases, Curt?

Put them in the bedroom.

Ain't this the prettiest little
house you ever saw?

Mary Ellen, you sure have done
a nice job of fixing it up.

Well, thank you.

Honey, why don't you
let us get you settled in,

unpacked and everything.

Mary Ellen and I have some
patients we got to see.

That's alright. You go do
what you have to do.

I can take care of myself.
I'm pretty good at it.

I'm just glad to be here
in all this greenery,

breathing all this nice,
fine country air.

-I'm sorry we have to leave.
-It's alright.

-Come by and visit us.
-See you later.

-Bye-bye.
-Honey, I'll take my guitar.

-Goodbye.
-Bye.

Hey, are those population
figures for the county right?

Yeah, they're the latest
government figures.

Then why is the circulation
of TheChronicle so much less?

Well, Ben, the figures
represent total population.

Now, total population means
babies and little kids.

There's no reason for a family
to buy more than one newspaper.

Well, if you divide
the entire number by five,

which is what you say the size
of the average family is...

Why, where'd you get that idea?

That was from your article.

John-Boy, even then

the circulation is so much
less than the number.

Well, I guess everybody doesn't
like to read the newspapers.

And you know why?

'Cause everyone already knows
what's going on around here.

You got to give people
something interesting.

-Come on, just go ahead...
-You have to entertain them.

What do you mean,
"Entertain people"?

This is a newspaper, Ben.

John-Boy, why don't you do
something for me?

Why don't you start writing
short stories

for people who want something
more than just the news?

I don't have time to write short
stories.

I got a newspaper to run.
I got a novel to write.

Well, why don't you use
part of your novel?

What do you mean?

You mean, prints parts of the
novel in the newspaper?

Well, that's what I said.

Just for entertainment.

Of all spring vegetables,

I favor mustard and turnip
greens the most.

-Give me a scallion.
-These are for Mary Ellen.

-I know.
-Bye, everybody.

-Where are you going?
-To work.

Will you take these and drop
them off at Mary Ellen's?

Sure, Mama. See you all later.

-See you.
-Bye.

-Hey, Jason.
-Ben.

Hey, Grandpa, you're about to
be immortalized in print.

How is that?

John-Boy is gonna print
excerpts from his novel

in TheChronicle.

Congratulations, Pa.

Well, now, I think
he's made an excellent choice.

It'll be the first time we get
to see any part of that novel.

Now, what's it about?

Well, I guess it's about you.
One of your exploits.

Hmm, I wonder which exploit it
could be.

About the time the bear chased
me down the mountain?

Or maybe the time
that I saved Yancy

from being swallowed
by that catfish.

Grandpa.

Mary Ellen?

Mary Ellen?

-Hello?
-Come on in.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Who are you?

I'm Jason Walton.

Mary Ellen's brother.

Another Walton?

How many of y'all are there?

Eleven.

Children?

No. No, there's,
there's seven children.

And then there's Mama and Daddy
and Grandma and Grandpa.

Sure is a house full.

Are you Vanessa?

That's right.

Well, I came by
to drop these off.

Oh, we are very much obliged.

Curt and Mary Ellen
had some errands to make.

But I've been having myself
a fine old time.

Thought I'd catch up
on some of the local news,

and I read something called
the...

Called The Blue Ridge Chronicle
from cover to cover.

And when I was all through,

I found out it was
three weeks old.

Then you're all caught up.

There are a lot more happenings
here than where I come from.

Was that you playing the guitar?

I heard somebody playing
as I was walking up.

I was just practicing
a few chords.

I'm a singer.

Well, I'm gonna be, anyway.

And if you want something bad
enough, you're bound to get it.

That's what I think anyway.

See, now, if you just look
on the bright side,

and know it's gonna come true...

That's what I do.

You just might be right.

Uh, it's getting kind of late.

I have to be getting to work.

What you do, sugar?

Well, I play guitar and piano

at a little roadhouse
on Route 39.

A place called the Dew Drop Inn.

You do?

Well, I think that's
a real fine ambition.

And you have achieved it.

Well, you must be real proud of
yourself.

I am.

You ought to stop by sometime.

Oh, I'd like that.

I'm just crazy about good music.

Well, good.

Remember, the Dew Drop Inn.

Bye.

Bye. And you come.

Bye. And I will.

Alright.

See you there.

Bye.

Bye.

The Dew Drop Inn.

Come in.

It's me, Grandpa.

Oh, come on along.

What you doing?

Oh, spring planting time,
you know.

Seeds and my old catalog.

I like these.

Ah, it's a little too early to
plant them.

Zinnias and morning glories.

We can plant these, though.

Nasturtiums.

Can I ask you a question?

Well, sure, why not?

See, it's about Vanessa,
Curt's sister.

Vanessa, yes.

Vanessa and her husband
are separated.

But Vanessa's happy.

How can that be?

Well, now, that's a hard
question to answer.

Yeah.

You know, when Daddy
was away working,

Mama wasn't happy
'cause they were separated.

That's true.

And now Grandma's away
at the hospital,

and you aren't happy
'cause you're separated.

No, indeedy.

It's hard to be cheerful.

Especially come nightfall.

I don't think separation
is a particularly happy word.

That Vanessa, she may appear to
be happy and everything,

but underneath I think she feels
real hurt.

Let's not you and me
ever get separated.

Never.

Never, never,
never, never, never.

Tell me a story.

Oh, well, I cocked this trap
and I put...

Now, don't you tell me that...

-Here you are, boys.
-Thelma?

-You wouldn't dance with me.
-Who said I wouldn't?

Well, let's go.

-Hi.
-Hi.

That was nice piano playing.
I truly enjoyed that.

Thank you.

Can you stay and sit down?

-Sure.
-Okay.

Want some popcorn?

Thank you, honey.
See you later, here?

-My pleasure.
-Mine, too.

Oh, that was good music, Jason.

Such good dancing music.

Thelma, I want you to meet
Vanessa.

This is Curt Willard's sister.

Vanessa. Curt's sister. How do.

What can I get you all?

I'll have a beer, please.

A beer? Are you old enough
to have a beer?

Thelma, I've been married longer
than I can remember.

Oh, well, and I suppose
you would like your ginger...

I'll have my usual.

Your usual. Okay.

Where did you learn
how to play music like that?

Oh, I taught myself some.

Had piano lessons for a while.

Right now I go to the Kleinberg
Conservatory of Music.

I do envy you, going to a real
music conservatory.

Oh, there's so much
I need to learn.

I wish I knew just a little more
about playing the guitar,

so I could play along
with my singing.

I could help you with some
chords if you wanted.

-You could?
-Sure.

Oh, I truly would appreciate
an act of kindness like that.

-Here you are.
-Thank you.

Uh, I heard you were coming,

but nobody mentioned
the reason for your visit.

I have left my husband.

I have left the town
where I was born and grew up.

I wanna do something
with my life.

So do I.

You already are doing something
just wonderful.

To music.

To music.

Whoa, whoa, careful.

Do you bring
all your girls here?

No.

This is where I come when I
wanna be completely alone.

I've never shown it to anybody.

I'm flattered.

This spot has helped me a lot
with my music.

To be good at something
like singing,

you have to be willing
to try different things,

to explore what you can do.

You have to be willing
to be terrible.

Jason, you're so sweet.

And this place is so lovely.

So peaceful.

* Morning, when this
life is over *

* I'll *

* Fly away *

* To a land on *

* God's celestial shore *

* I'll fly away *

-What's next?
-You might fall.

"When the shadows."

* When the shadows *

* Of this life are gone *

* I'll fly away *

* In the morning *

That's right.

* When I die, hallelujah,
by and by *

* I'll fly away *

* I'll fly away, oh, glory *

* I'll fly away in the morning *

* When I die, hallelujah,
by and by *

* I'll fly away *

* Just a few more weary days
and then *

* I'll fly away *

* To a land where joys will
never end *

* I'll fly away *

* I'll fly away, oh, glory *

* I'll fly away in the morning *

* When I die, hallelujah,
by and by *

* I'll fly away *

* I'll fly away *

Yes.

* I'll fly away *

Didn't I tell you she was good?

Honey, you're terrific.
Oh, my darling.

You are terrific, honey.

You work here every weekend,
will you?

-You mean it?
-Oh, you're just wonderful.

Oh, thank you.

I just love looking at
all those stars.

Thousands and millions of them.

Back home you're lucky,
if you can see the porch light.

Yeah, I remember.

You sure have found yourself
a beautiful spot here.

Curt?

I really have enjoyed
being here.

Honey, I've really enjoyed
having you around.

So has Mary Ellen.

But we're not the only ones.

I kind of think Jason likes
having you around, too.

He's such a talented man.

Funny.

And gentle.

Whatever is between you two
could turn into

a pretty serious thing for him.

It might turn into a pretty
serious thing for me, too.

Maybe you ought
to think about that.

Think what?

You really think you could be
satisfied in a place like this?

Curt, you have your whole life
cut out for you.

A new wife, a house,
your medical practice.

A job doing what
you really wanna do.

But I'm just starting out.

Do you really know anything
about me?

Well, I think I do.

You know, I can sing.

And when I get fixed up,
I'm not bad looking.

Maybe life didn't give me
all the nice things it gave you,

but I sure know
how to take them.

Hey, Elizabeth, why don't
we play hooky from school today?

That's fine with me.

School.

-Did you put apples in here?
-Yes, I did.

-Bye.
-Be good.

Okay.

No books.

Jim-Bob,
you took the wrong book.

You're not going to class today?

I have to miss it.

Can we talk?

I'm not gonna tell
you what to do.

Alright.

I just want you to think
about what...

Go on,
we're having a private talk.

I just want you to think about
what you're doing.

What am I doing?

You're getting yourself involved
with a married woman.

She left her husband.

She is still married to him.

Mama,

you'd never accept anything
that wasn't marriage,

and home and children
and church, every Sunday.

Jason, what's bothering me
about you and Vanessa

is her taking her marriage vows
so lightly.

Taking people lightly.
That can't be right.

Well, isn't that
what you're doing?

You're taking us lightly.

You're taking our feelings
lightly, just because...

Because on a piece of paper
somewhere it says she's married.

Jason...

All I ask is that you go slow
with this girl.

Vanessa is not a girl.

She's a woman.

And she's taught me that
sometimes you can't take things

too slowly, or your whole life
will get away from you.

I thought we could only get
to your spot by water.

This is another way.

You shouldn't have missed
your composition class.

-But I'm glad you did.
-I had to.

Our assignment
was to write a short piece

in the style
of Johann Sebastian Bach.

I don't think my teacher
would have accepted this.

I had it in my head last night,
so I just had to work on it.

It's called Vanessa's Song.

* There's a place *

* Up in the mountains *

* Where I go to be alone*

* And I bring you here *

* My darling *

* To share my love *

* With you alone *

* Red birds flying
through the valley *

* Crickets singing in the dew *

* Rivers rolling
through the valley *

* They all know
my love for you *

* They all know
my love for you *

I have never been so honored
in my entire life.

I'm glad I found you.

Vanessa's a married woman.

It could be you're worried
about something

before there's any need
to worry.

It's getting close to home.

Jason's taken with her.
You can see that.

Taken with and tied up with,
there's some difference.

One can lead to the other.

* There's a place
up in the mountains *

* Where I go to be alone *

* And I bring you here,
my darling *

* To share my love
with you alone *

Where's my Thelma?

Oh, my gosh. Country Joe Martin.

-Hi, darling.
-Hi, darling.

I've been saying it's gonna be
about time

old Country Joe Martin
to come around here.

Yeah, I want you to meet my new
manager, Lou Rhymer.

Nice to meet you.
Heard a lot about you.

How'd you get tied up with such
a trashy fellow as this?

Thelma, I thought
you were in love with me.

Well, I am in love with you,

but I just get tired of waiting
in line, that's all.

You're gonna give
the wrong impression of me.

You're gonna get
the wrong impression of me,

if I don't ask you to have a
drink. Sit down, here.

-Two beers.
-Thelma, bring me another beer.

Okay, okay.

Say, didn't I see you at
the Colonial Theater in Norfolk?

Yeah, we played that.

Me and my band hit
most of the big cities.

We did two weeks in Chicago.

Where are you boys headed now?

The big time.

This tour here
will end up in Nashville.

We're gonna do some music
at the Grand Ole Opry.

-Grand Ole Opry!
-Yeah.

Hey, little darling,
don't let me stop you.

Come on, let's get on with it.

Yeah!

Hey, hey!

Come on!

* There's a place up
in the mountains *

* Where I go to be alone *

Pretty interesting little lady.

Oh, she's, she's real
interesting. You bet.

* You here, my darling *

* To share my love *

* With you alone *

Yeah!

Come on, come on.
Sit down here with us.

Come on, you sit here
with us. Come on.

Lou, go get her.
Go get her down here.

Come on, you two. Come on.

Come on.

Here, let me help you
off the stage.

Sit right down there.

Vanessa, I want you to meet
the famous Country Joe Martin.

Right there.

How do you do?

Nice to meet you, little girl.

This is Jason.

-Nice to meet you, Jason.
-Pleasure to meet you.

And that's his manager,
there. Mr...

Lou Rhymer. Glad to meet you.
You're real cute.

-You're good, kid.
-Nice to meet you.

Right, right.

Did I hear you say you were
going on tour?

We received a warm reception
everywhere we went.

Just played Richmond.
Had a sell-out crowd.

Sure did, sure did.

-Country Joe.
-Yeah, yeah.

Oh, wow.

Jason Walton, I feel like
I'm living in a dream world.

Oh.

Wasn't tonight the most exciting
night of your whole entire life?

No.

An afternoon not too long ago in
our spot

was the most exciting day
of my life.

Oh, Jason, you're so sweet,
but I didn't mean that.

Wasn't I just terrific on
Vanessa's Song?

Oh, Lord, I love that song.

You were terrific.

I just knew I was gonna be.

I just had this feeling
it was gonna come out right.

-And Joe seemed to like it.
-I'm sure he did.

You really think so? Maybe he
was just being generous.

No, I think he really like it.

Oh, he did, he did.

I just know he did.

Oh.

Well, I'll see you tomorrow.

The usual time
to work on our music.

Right.

Usual time.

Good night, Jason.

Good night.

Here you go. Here you go.

Do you wish you ate grass,
honey?

I was kind of wondering, do you
think Myrtle ever gets lonesome

because she doesn't have
another goat with her?

I don't know. I never heard
of a lonesome goat.

Maybe, it's better that
she doesn't have a husband.

That way they'll never have
to be separated.

You know, I practically taught
John-Boy how to write.

He teach you how to shoot pool?

Well, he was just
a little shaver,

I used to sit around and show
him how to make his letters

before he even knew
how to say the words.

-It's your shot, Zeb.
-I know that.

Do you know if John-Boy's

gonna be one of them
fiction writers?

Selling make-up stories
and stuff?

That's right.

Looks to me like
he's got the right teacher.

He got you there, Zeb.

John-Boy is writing
an autobiography

which means it is bound
to be the truth.

Your shot, Zeb.

Yes, I know that. I'm playing.
Quiet, will you?

Are you sure?

Why, I am simply appalled.

You just buy the paper tomorrow
morning and you'll find out.

Don't be such a cheapskate.

Fanny, I can't talk now.
I'm gonna have to call you back.

John-boy has a good
head on his shoulders.

Still your shot, Zeb.

I know it's...

In those days,
John-Boy would sit around

and listen to my stories.

Nowadays, all I get is someone
interfering with my game.

Excuse me.

Uh, Fanny Tatum gave me a very
interesting piece of information

regarding Curt's younger sister,
Vanessa, and your Jason.

Uh, now, it's my shot.

-Morning, Jason.
-Morning.

Vanessa inside?

She's not here right now.

Oh.

We were supposed to practice our
music this morning.

I reckon I'll just wait.

How come you're not in school?

Well, this is more important.

Well, I'm gonna be
my usual blunt self, Jason.

And...

I'm gonna risk hurting somebody
I think a whole lot of.

I know my sister,

and I think you ought to know
what you're taking on.

Well, I know her, too.

You have to understand
what she's been through.

Don't get me wrong, Jason.
I love my sister.

I love her for all
the wonderful things she is,

but you have to remember
with Taylor and Vanessa,

all we've heard
is her side of it.

-That's all I have to hear.
-Taylor has a side, too.

Vanessa is not an easy person.

She's...

She's restless.

And she's full of discontent,
she always has been.

But I love her spirit.

The way she wants
to make something of her life.

I'm just telling you
the way I feel.

If you're telling me
not to fall in love with her,

you're too late.

See you later, Jason.

The whole world seems to
know about Jason and that girl.

Now, Liv. You know the way
Corabeth goes on.

I can't believe how small-minded
some people are.

Honey, it's not like you to pay
attention

to what other people are saying.

I guess I can understand
why they feel the way they do.

And what's bothering me
is I feel about the same.

Jason!

Thanks for the ride, sugar.

Vanessa.

What are you doing here, Jason?

You were over an hour late.

I missed school to come see you.

I'd to go to town to pick some
things for Curt and Mary Ellen.

They've been so nice to me.

The least I could do was carry
my weight by helping out.

You could have gotten
the things at Ike's.

Well, I didn't.

We had an arrangement.

Jason, you don't own me.

I am not your personal property.

I have a good mind, then, not to
come back this afternoon

to help you with your music.

Well, why don't you just forget
about this afternoon, then?

Alright, this afternoon
is canceled.

There are other things
I can be doing with my time.

Listen, I wanna thank you
for helping me

deliver these papers today.

Old Ben was falling-down tired.

I found myself
with a free afternoon.

Might as well put it
to good use.

Yeah.

So this is the Grandpa edition?

That's it.

It starts off real good.

Thank you. Thank you.

You're a good writer,
but you're a rotten driver.

I didn't build the road.

Okay, I tell you what.

Why don't you put a couple dozen
in the hotel newsstand

and then a couple dozen right up
there. See that stand?

I'll meet you around the block.

Thank you.

Yes, little darling,
I remember those lonely nights

and roadhouses and bands not
being paid.

Tough saloons and going hungry.

I know what you're
going through.

It's not gonna be forever.

You don't have to
worry about nothing.

Everywhere in this lonely town,

your guitar string broken,
no money, lonely.

Oh, here it is.

"Grandfather and the Intruders.

"Chapter from a novel.

"He was a solidly built man,

"and you could see by the lines
of his face

"what a handsome figure
he must have cut in his youth."

Boy.

"He prepared to take life
at an even pace

"but he could be aroused

"when his family or his beloved
forest were threatened,

"relying on vast resources

"of vulpine cunning, which..."

Vulpine? What does that mean?

Where would John-Boy
get a word like that?

Well, you know how he's always
increasing his vocabulary.

Well, here's a dictionary.
I'll just look it up.

M, V, V, V-O, V-O.

Vul... Vulpine!

"Of a fox.

"Crafty.

"Machiavellian."

-Machiavellian?
-Oh, I know what that means.

What does it mean?

Well, to be sort of...

Well, I have heard of it.

M-A... M-A...

"Machiavellian."

"Double-dealing.

"Duplicitous."

Duplic... D... D-O... D-U...
D-U...

Duplic... "Duplicitous.

"Double-dealing, conniving,

"deceitful."

Well, I don't have
to look that one up.

John-Boy is calling me a liar.

Right here in print.

To the whole world.

To Ep Bridges, Corabeth,

to Ike, to the Baldwin sisters,

to Zack.

Fordwicks. Esther.

Grandpa.

Grandpa, John-Boy would never do
a thing like that.

He has.

And in print.

Jason.

You got troubles, have you, son?

Yeah.

I guess I expected it.

Your mother and me have been
kind of worried about you,

she being a married woman
and all.

The fact that she was married
had nothing to do with it.

I think maybe it does, son.

You figure she's on the run.

Maybe something you should have
known.

She's bound and determined
to get someplace.

We had something,

very real
and special between us.

Jason, remember the time
you were a little fellow,

you found a mallard duck
down by the pond?

You fed it and tamed it,
you thought she was yours?

One day, that flock of ducks
came over, and she flew away.

Well, it's as natural for her to
fly away

as for you to want her to stay.

Daddy, I love Vanessa.

I know, son.

I have never been so insulted
in my entire life.

Insulted. What do you mean,
insulted?

To have my own grandson call me
a liar, but more than that,

to do it in public print.

-I am deeply...
-I never called you a liar.

-Oh, yes, you did.
-I most certainly did not.

-It says so in the paper.
-Where?

-Where did I call you a liar?
-You call me a vulpine.

-Vulpine.
-"The cunning of a vulpine."

Where did you get the idea that
I was underhanded and deceitful?

-It doesn't mean that.
-Oh, yes it does.

Alright, in one sense, it
means that, yeah.

But that's not the way I meant
it...

-I meant a different sense.
-Scheming and lying...

There's another word for it,
Grandpa.

Smart. Smart.

Did you read the story?

-No, I quit.
-Alright.

I did not want to be insulted
any further.

Alright.
Volpus in Latin means fox,

-alright?
-Yeah.

Vulpine means foxy.

I mean, I admit it,
it can mean deceitful, yes.

But it implies intelligence.
Very definitely, intelligence.

Don't sound
like the same thing to me.

Do you remember the time
that that rival lumber company

started cutting timber up
on the mountain?

And we got into a race to see
who could finish first?

And you fooled him.
You remember that?

You fooled them into taking
their lumber downstream.

Yes, I got them stuck on a raft.
We sure outfoxed them.

Yes. You outfoxed them.

Vulpine. Foxy.

But you outfoxed them,
not by lying to them,

but by tricking them up
with their own greed.

Now, Grandpa, you have
a quality that we all admire.

Everyone around here admires it.
I do as well as everyone else.

You have a quality of natural
shrewdness.

Cunning. Natural intelligence.

That's alright.

If I've offended you,
I'm terribly sorry.

The last thing I intended to do
was offend you.

And if you'd like to,
you just say the word,

and I will strike that phrase
from the novel.

If and when it evergets
published .

Now, John-Boy, the way you put
it sounds pretty good.

Vulpine.

Foxy.

Foxy.

No, I don't think I'd have you
change a word of it, John-Boy.

Good.

If you need any help with
the bed, just give me a call.

* Now when elevator boy *

* Gets to close the door *

* And you go tumbling down
the shaft *

* About 27 floors *

* When you reach the bottom *

* And you're lying there inert *

* Some fool is sure to ask you *

* Buddy, are you hurt? *

* Foolish questions *

* Your answer is I know *

* No, I was in a hurry *

* The elevator's too darn slow *

* Foolish questions *

Jason?

* What is there to say? *

* Foolish questions... *

Jason, won't you talk to me?

I apologize about this morning.

I was being cranky, I guess.

I saw you today.
Going into that hotel.

Oh.

Oh, I'm sorry.

So am I.

Oh, Jason,
I didn't mean to hurt you.

I'm sorry. Oh, I'm sorry we even
ever met, now.

Well, let's just say, we didn't.

Well, if that's the way
you want it.

Oh, I wish you would understand.

I have to do what I'm doing.

I came here to say goodbye.

I'm going to Nashville.

I'm gonna be singing
with Joe Martin's band.

I get it.

Now, it's not that simple.

I love you, Jason Walton,
and I still do.

I think you're the finest,
kindest person I've ever met.

And I hate what I'm doing,

but I can't help myself.

'Cause...

'Cause I'm so frightened
of not getting somewhere.

Or not doing something
with my life.

If I didn't, I'd just suffocate.

And the thought of that
suffocating life terrifies me.

Your life would terrify me.

Well, I'm not saying it's great.

It's just what I have to do.

Jason.

If you really love me,

can't you accept me as I am?

Can't you even try?

Not right now.

I wouldn't ask you to wish me
good luck.

Good luck.

At 20, it's hard to believe
that time heals most pain.

Even that
of a badly wounded heart.

But time did work its wonders,
and as each day passed,

the hurt in Jason's eyes
showed less and less.

Until finally
it wasn't there at all.

-Good night, Mama.
-Good night, Elizabeth.

Night, Erin.

Erin asleep already?

No, I was just thinking.

-About what?
-Jason.

About what a fool he is.

Alright, that's enough.
Now, go to sleep.

I guess I have to admit,
I was kind of naive.

I'll have to teach you
how to be more vulpine.

Come on, everybody.
Let's go to sleep.