All language subtitles for The.Waltons.S07E20.The.Legacy.WEBRip.x264-ION10

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Miss Emily, it's Erin Walton.
May I come in?

Miss Emily, please!

I know you're not feeling well,
but I have to talk to you.

I have to explain
about what you saw this morning.

No! I don't want
to hear it. Go away!

I don't want to see
any of you ever again!

JOHN-BOY: In early 1942,
with the advent of a war,

the world was taking on
a different character,

seemingly becoming
a stranger to itself.

At the same time,

our family was to witness
similar changes

in the personalities

of some of those we were close
to on Walton's Mountain.

Aren't there any pencils around
here longer than two inches?

I never know
what happens to them.

What are you doing? Making
a list or writing a letter?

No, I'm going to help the
Baldwins with their memoirs.

Again? That book's gonna be
longer than Gone With the Wind.

Miss Emily keeps remembering
things about Ashley Longworth.

Probably the most important
thing that happened to her.

Yeah, sometimes I think she adds
a little fiction, though.

-Here how's this?
-Perfect, thanks.

Alright, honey.

When you back, how about helping
me write my life history?

The story of Wild John Walton.

Never sell.

Ow!

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

JIM-BOB: Elizabeth,
you in there?

If you don't hurry, I'm
going to be late for school.

-What are you doing?
-Bleeding.

That's my razor you're using.

What do you care?
You only use it on Sundays.

What're you doing
that for, anyway?

Once you start you have to keep
it up, and it gets to be a pain.

It's one of the price women pay,
along with curlers and girdles.

That's stupid.

You know what women need
worse than smooth legs?

-What?
-A figure.

-I'm getting a figure.
-You've got a long way to go.

Pris Moseley is younger than you
and she gets whistled at

every time she walks
down the street.

Jim-Bob, would you
mind waiting outside?

Would you mind putting
a new blade in my razor?

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Elizabeth?

It's hard to
get privacy around here.

I'm sorry, but I've gotta give
John Curtis his bath.

Mary Ellen, how old were you
when you started to develop?

Well, I think 13, but it seems
like a long time ago.

Do you think I have a good
figure? For my age?

Elizabeth, believe me,
don't worry about it.

I think you
answered my question.

If you're finished in here,
mind giving me a little room?

Sister, listen.

"Ashley was tall,
and the sun shining on his hair

"when first I saw him
made him look like a god

"descended from
the Olympian heights."

That does describe him,
doesn't it?

It does if you appreciate
hyperbole.

-I never read him myself.
-That's exaggeration, dear.

Do you think I
should've Erin add something

about the width
of Ashley's shoulders?

He could scarcely get through
a doorway, don't you know.

We've devoted too much of our
memoirs to Ashley Longworth.

He came and he went one autumn,
and that's all there was to it.

(SIGHS IN FRUSTRATION)

Oh, I'm terribly sorry.

-Well, I should hope so.
-I didn't see you.

Well, maybe next time
you'll look where you're going.

You're absolutely right.
I wasn't paying attention.

Could I give you
a lift somewhere?

Let me drop you.
It's the least I could do.

Where are you headed?

I'm lost. I was looking
for the Baldwin residence.

Well, that's where I was going
before you came along.

Really? Hop in.

-What's your name?
-Erin Walton.

Ashley Longworth.

I hope you have
a very pleasant day.

Hello, Elizabeth. What can I
do for you this morning?

"Pancake makeup?" It's kind of
funny stuff to put on your face.

I want you to take one of these
lipstick samples to Erin.

Maybe she'd be interested
in our new colors.

Thanks. How's Aimee?

I got a letter
from her this morning.

I believe she's blossoming
into a very refined young lady

at Miss Holcomb's Finishing
School.

I miss her. There are things
I'd like to talk to her.

She'll be back this summer.

Then you girls can catch
up on all the secrets

that girls share, teachers,
movie heroes, youthful crushes.

There's one secret
I'm especially interested in.

I beg your pardon?

I need some advice
and I don't know who to ask.

Feel free, my dear. I will give
you a mother's counsel.

Do you think I'm old enough
for brassiere?

Well.

That all depends.

Some girls mature
at an early age.

Others never feel the need of
that particular undergarment.

How will I know?

Believe me, you
will know. Oh, dear.

Sometimes I feel that all young
girls should have a year or two

at Miss Holcomb's Finishing
School.

There you are, Mr. Godsey.

Look who's come
to inquire about Aimee.

Hi, Elizabeth.

You're really getting to
be a grown-up young lady.

I know, it's starting
to cause a lot of troubles.

Poor child. Olivia gone,
she's just foundering.

I must do what I can
to offer her a mother's help.

-Corabeth, you're a good person.
-One does what one can.

What are you doing, Sister?

I'm making some corrections
and revisions.

I always wore my pearls
with my blue velvet,

not the cameo broach.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Oh, that will be Erin.
You can tell her about it.

Come in, dear.

ERIN: Hello. I've brought
somebody with me.

He'd like to see Miss Emily.

-This is Miss Mamie.
-Oh, my.

And this is Miss Emily.
I'd like you both to meet...

Ashley.

Junior. Ashley Longworth Jr.

You're the image of your father.

-Miss Emily, can you hear me?
-I'll get the smelling salts.

I had no idea my coming
would be such a shock.

Miss Emily faints a lot,
especially over Ashley.

Now I can see why.

I'm fine, Sister.

Is it really you?

I wanted to come before this,
but I couldn't get leave.

I see you're a military man.

Lieutenant, JG, United States
Navy. USS Montclair.

We're in Norfolk dry dock
for overhaul and repair.

I do hope it's nothing serious.

Oh, no, strictly SOP.

Sop, Sister.

Standard Operational Procedure.

You'll have to forgive me.
I've been at sea for a while.

Oh, never mind. The important
thing is that you're here now.

MISS MAMIE: And we're
both so pleased.

Will you be staying long?

I could only manage
a short leave,

but my mission
here is important.

Oh, Ashley, your visits
always were so brief.

A stroll in the woods,
a game of croquet,

a tea dance was all
we could ever manage.

Do you remember dropping pennies
off the bridge into the pond?

MISS MAMIE: Sister,
I think you're confused, dear.

Sister, where are our manners?

Pour Ashley a cup of tea.

Or better still,
bring out the Recipe.

You will be staying with us.
It won't be a bit of trouble.

I'll just run upstairs now
and see to the guest room.

Oh, Ashley, I always knew
someday you'd come back.

I should go up and help Sister.

Erin, pour Ashley a cup
of the Recipe.

Sister, do you know where we put
Papa's eiderdown quilt?

Ashley would sleep
so comfortably under it.

I'll find it, dear.
You mustn't excite yourself.

He's hasn't changed
a bit, has he?

The lieutenant downstairs
is young Ashley, Sister.

That's what I mean! When I
saw him standing there,

I thought I was imagining
things, the way I so often do.

But when he put his arm around
me, I knew it was for real.

Real, Sister!

-After all these years.
-Ashley's son, dear.

Do you suppose he would enjoy
a fire in his room?

I don't believe there's been
one laid there since 1936,

when Cousin Polonius
came to visit.

All in due time, Sister.

You're overtired and you'll feel
better after you've had a nap.

Nonsense, I must hurry. Ashley
is expecting me downstairs.

Oh, there it is!

(GASPING)

Goodness, I must remember
not to stand up so abruptly.

I'm going to put you
to bed right this minute.

Oh, no. No, Sister.

I couldn't bear to awaken
and find Ashley gone again.

He'll be here.

-Promise?
-I promise.

(SIGHS)

My father said they were
delightful ladies.

They certainly are.

I've heard a lot
about your father.

Miss Emily makes him sound
like Prince Charming.

He could have been
that as a young man.

Even as an older man he had a
kinda courtliness about him.

What kinda work
did your father do?

He was in the diplomatic corps.
We lived all over the world.

Berlin, Geneva, Tokyo.

The longest I spent in one place
was at a school in Lucerne.

And do you take
after your father?

Not in the least.
A devil-may-care sailor.

With a girl in every port.

I haven't been in
that many ports.

Mostly I've been out at sea.

I've seen the ocean,
but I've never been on it.

It's breathtaking to be out
there, especially at night.

The moon shining down
on black rolling waves,

making a silver pathway
right to the horizon.

You don't talk like a
devil-may-care sailor.

-Do you ski?
-No. Why?

You look like a skier.

What do girls who ski look like?

Fresh-faced, open, warm,
interesting, exciting.

Then I guess
I'll have to learn.

-I'd be glad to teach you.
-When?

First we need some snow.

Then you have to come
back in the winter.

I will, I will definitely
be back. I know that.

Well, it's been nice
talking with you.

Well, you aren't leaving?

Well, I don't think
we'll get any work done today.

Let me drive you home. I owe you
for splashing the mud on you.

-I hope you've forgiven me.
-I'll walk home.

And I do forgive you.

-Maybe I'll see you tomorrow.
-I do hope so.

(SIGHS)

Oh, wow!

Is Miss Emily feeling better?

I've put her to bed. A little of
the Recipe will help her sleep.

This must be trying
on you, too, Miss.

May I serve you
some of the Recipe?

Oh, that would be
most thoughtful. Thank you.

I was looking through your
memoirs. I hope you don't mind.

Oh, not at all.

That'll help you understand
Sister's confusion now.

She seems quite convinced
that you are your father.

They cared for each
other very deeply.

Profoundly.

Isn't it a good idea for
a doctor to look in on her.

Oh, I don't think so. I've
seen Emily like this before.

She's extremely delicate,
you know.

We may have to humor her for a
while, but she'll come around.

Also, I've always harbored
the fear that

a doctor might send Emily away.
For a rest, you know.

And I don't know what we'd do
if we were separated.

I shouldn't have shown up. I
should've given some warning.

Oh! The important thing
is that you're here now.

And I must say
the resemblance is uncanny.

I can understand why my sister
sees you as your father.

She's going to want some news of
him when she's more receptive.

That's why I came.

There is news that must
be broken to Miss Emily.

And I've got something
to give her from Father.

But you will be gentle?

It'd be difficult
to be anything else.

She is just as my father
described her.

ERIN: Lord, we thank you for all
the things that you've given us,

and we ask your guidance
in the way we use them.

We thank you for your continued
blessing on this family

and on the food before us.

Bless those of us who
are not here tonight,

especially Mama. Amen.

ALL: Amen.

I thought I told everybody to be
on time for meals around here.

Jason's giving a piano lesson

and Jim-Bob and Ben
are helping at Ike's.

Mary Ellen's upstairs
putting the baby to bed.

We're hardly ever all together
for meals anymore.

I know, I don't like it. We're
gonna do something about it.

Elizabeth, what's that all over
your face? Is that lipstick?

All my friends are starting to
wear it. I'm just practicing.

Take your napkin
and wipe it.

I'm not gonna have my girl
looking like a movie star.

-Come on, Daddy.
-Wipe it off.

ERIN: Guess who's a visitor on
Walton's Mountain right now.

Wipe it off.

-Who?
-Ashley Longworth.

What?

-Junior.
-Miss Emily's old beau?

No, his son.

Sorry I'm late.

I want you to be on time
for meals from now on.

Yes, sir. Whose son?

You know that sweetheart Miss
Emily's always talking about?

-Ashley Longworth?
-That's the one.

What's he doing here?

-Sorry I'm late.
-And don't let it happen again.

I won't, Daddy.
What's who doing here?

JASON: Ashley Longworth Jr.

He's Miss Emily's old beau.

He's a lieutenant
in the Navy, Daddy.

He's here on leave
from his ship in Norfolk.

Is he cute?

Oh, I'm glad you
didn't keep dinner on me.

John Curtis refused to
go to sleep. Is who cute?

It would be nice to be able
to start a conversation

and finish it without
all these interruptions.

I want everybody to get here
on time from now on.

That goes for you, too, Jim-Bob.

I was helping Ike so he won't
have another heart attack.

Fine, but I want you here when
the meal begins, all of you.

Come Sunday, while
you're in church,

I'm gonna be cooking for you.

And I want you here
when it begins.

-You can't cook.
-Who says?

I ain't seen you cook except
maybe coffee in the morning.

Well, you might be surprised.

I learned few things
when I was in France.

I'll bet you did.

JASON: And I don't know if we
want to know what they were.

You cooking makes
me miss Mama even more.

Hold on. Mama wants us to be
together as much as possible.

If I've to be a cook
and bottle washer for that,

that's what I'll do.

I'm gonna cook turkey dinner

with all the fixings
you won't soon forget.

-Any objections?
-JASON: Sounds good to me.

(ALL AGREEING)

Sister, whatever have you
done to yourself?

Ashley always preferred
my hair this way.

Oh, Emily, we must face facts.

This is Sunday.
It is the year 1942.

We are at war with Germany and
Japan and we must be practical.

-Ashley Longworth...
-I wore my hair this way

the day we picked wild
blackberries in the meadow.

It was July, and
the berries were rich and ripe.

We ate them all, and the rich
dark juice was like wine.

Are you sure you feel up
to going to church?

Of course. I never miss church.
I feel all new this morning.

Fit as a fiddle,
as Papa would say.

Well, I must say, you
do seem to sparkle.

And I want to introduce Ashley
to all our friends.

Many of them have heard
me speak of him.

Come in.

The car is warming.
May I escort you'll to church?

How considerate of you, Ashley.

But then you always were
the most thoughtful of men.

You sure you don't
need help?

Nope. I'm doing fine.

Better get going.
You'll be late for church.

Looks like you got enough
to last us a week.

ERIN: Maybe we could use
some extra guests.

Who you got in mind?

We haven't had the Baldwin
ladies over in a long time.

And they happen to have
a special guest of their own.

Why not? I'd like
to meet young Ashley.

You mean it?

Sure. The more the merrier!
Now get going. I got work to do.

(HUMMING)

(SNIFFS)

We better go. Don't want to
keep Daddy's turkey waiting.

I think Miss Emily wants to
introduce Ashley around.

You go ahead, and I'll
go home with the Baldwins.

Or you mean drive home
with Ashley, huh?

Have a good day. Bye-bye.

Have you ever in your life
seen anything the way

Miss Emily Baldwin has got
herself rigged up this morning?

I think she looks cute.

I think that young lieutenant
agrees with you.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

Wasn't it a lovely sermon,
this morning?

I think Reverend Bradshaw's line
was well taken.

We should all be reminded that
we are a part of God's herd.

I think the word
is flock, Sister.

Either way, we're all
in it together.

Well put, Miss Emily.

Oh, I'd like you to meet my
friends, Mr. and Mrs. Godsey.

May I present my suitor,
Mr. Ashley Longworth?

The admiration of beautiful
women has been a tradition

in the Longworth family.

Mr. Longworth,

I hope that you're enjoying
your sojourn

in Walton's Mountain.

-Very much, thank you.
-Unfortunately, it'll be brief.

But meaningful. We must make
the most of Ashley's stay.

When this dreadful war is ended

and Ashley has fulfilled his
duties, he shall return,

and we will never
be parted again.

The turkey is excellent, sir.

Lieutenant, this isn't the Navy.
We're sharing the same table.

Call me John and I'll
call you Ashley.

ELIZABETH: Daddy,
don't tell Mama this,

but your gravy is every
bit good as hers.

BEN: This dressing
is terrific, Daddy.

I don't know what this fuss
is about cooking. It's easy.

I just wouldn't
wanna do it every day.

Looks like you had a little
problem with the clean-up.

I didn't have any problem,
just ignored it.

Wish I'd get away with
not making my bed that way.

You do.

Sister, you've hardly
touched your food.

I think the excitement
of the past few days

has quite taken me
off my appetite.

Papa always said
that Sister ate like a bird.

I had a 19-inch waist.
Do you remember, Ashley?

Do you know what I found
in the garden this morning?

A jack-in-the-pulpit!

We found your ring in the tree.
I haven't had it off since.

That looks lovely on your hand.

Ashley, while you're here,

you'd like to see the defense
plant where I work.

That's very nice of you, dear,

but I intend to show him
around the mountain myself.

Miss Emily.

We're pleased you're sharing
someone so special with us.

Isn't that right?

-Yeah.
-Mmm-hmm.

Erin, let's start cleaning up

or we'll never finish
those dishes.

I'll help.

No, you're not
going near the sink.

Try and keep me away.

Here, I don't think
you're going to need me.

(PIANO PLAYING)

You better be careful or you'll
end up with dishpan hands.

You think this is bad,
you should see on a ship

after a hundreds of sailors
have had dinner.

You're an officer. You don't
have to see those things.

I did when I
was in training.

It's too bad you have to spend
your leave this way.

I only wish I had more time
to do what I'd like to do.

Miss Emily seems to have
your every moment filled.

Yeah, I wouldn't dream
of disappointing her.

What would you like to do?

I'd like to spend
more time with you.

I wouldn't usually say this
to somebody I don't know well,

but I feel the same way.

You know, sometimes
when two people meet,

something special happens and...

-I felt that when I met you.
-All covered with mud?

You're the most enchanting thing
I've ever splashed mud on.

I'm not going to fall
in love with you. I promise.

Try.

You'd better do some more
dishes. You're falling behind.

Are you free
tomorrow evening?

What good would it do
if I was?

Miss Emily'll think
of something for you to do.

I'll manage
to get away.

Then I guess I can
manage to be free.

It's my last night here.
We'll do something special.

Make up for the time we haven't
been able to spend together.

(CLAPPING)

Morning.

You're gonna be late
for school.

I don't care.

Something wrong?

Sometimes I wish I could
talk to Mama.

I know what you mean.
We all miss her.

It's about the way I look.

Something wrong with
the way you look?

Well, my shape.

You think I'm normal
for my age?

I'm not much of an expert,
but you look real good to me.

I was wondering
if maybe a bra might help.

Don't you think maybe you're
rushing things a little?

I don't know.

Sometimes I wish I'd just
hurry up and be a woman.

But at times I wanna be
a little girl again.

It just hurts to be
where I am right now.

Well, Elizabeth.

You ever watched a butterfly
trying to get out of its cocoon?

Changes never come easy,
you know.

You might not realize it now,

but wonderful things are
happening to you.

Feels like nothing's
happening at all.

You've got
the in-betweens.

You just gonna have
to accept it, honey.

Nature gonna takes its time
no matter what you do.

Nothing you can do
to stop or hurry it.

Elizabeth, you've got your
whole life to be a grown-up.

I'm not worried about
the rest of my life.

It's today at school
that bothers me.

"And what is so rare
as a day in June?

"Then, if ever,
come perfect days.

"Then Heaven tries earth
if it be in tune,

(TOGETHER) "and over her
softly her warm ear lays."

Oh, what a lovely day!

I had it delivered
just for you.

There's this incredibly
expensive florist in New York

who specializes
in beautiful days.

I called him. He had one left,
I had it sent right in for you.

That's what you said that autumn
day when last we met, remember?

It was September and
the world was ablaze with color.

Every leaf on every tree
was a thing of beauty.

Miss Emily, there's something
we have to discuss.

I'm supposed to go back to ship
tomorrow, but before I go,

there's something
you and I have to talk about.

If it's about waiting for you,
you know how I feel. I'll wait.

I've waited a
long time already.

ASHLEY: Are you sure this is the
shortcut back to the main road?

I think so. I don't know. I've
haven't been up here in years.

I think we're lost.

Oh, dear, I hope I'm not losing
my sense of direction.

There was a turnoff back there.
I'll back up.

-Are you alright?
-I really don't know.

We'll get out of
this somehow.

In the meantime,
let's make the best of it.

Is there something I can do?

-You drive. I'll push.
-That's a masterful idea.

Hello, Jason.
How do I look?

I wish I had a picture
of you to send to Mama.

I think I'd rather
send her one of Ashley.

He's really kind of
a special guy, isn't he?

Mmm-hmm. But sometimes
I get as confused as Miss Emily.

I mean, there's the Ashley
in the Baldwins' book

and there's the one
that's coming here tonight.

I know they're
two different people,

but sometimes
they seem the same.

You better stop now before I
get confused. Have a good time.

-I got to get to the Dew Drop.
-Okay.

And you better not be home
by the time I get back.

Again.

Are we marooned?

This car isn't
going anywhere for a while.

We'll just have to struggle
for survival in the wilderness,

foraging for berries and such.

I don't think the situation
is that desperate.

I saw a farmhouse
a road away from here.

-I'll get some help.
-Shall I go with you?

It's a pleasant evening
for a walk.

We've done enough
walking for one day.

You'd slow me down.
I'll be back soon.

Is there anything I can do
while you're gone?

-Light a fire, perhaps?
-Would you just stay put?

I don't want to have
to come looking for you.

I just love a masterful man.

Okay.

Oh, honey.

Don't be too hard
on Ashley.

There's gotta be a reason
he didn't show up.

He promised he'd be here.

I saw the way he looked
at you the other day.

He'd be here if he could.

It's Miss Emily. She won't
let him out of her sight.

-Are you jealous of Miss Emily?
-I know it sounds silly,

but when I know that he's with
her and I want

to be with him so much,
I just can't help it.

Honey.

I think you ought to get
a good night's sleep.

Things will look a lot brighter
in the morning.

I don't ever want
to see him again.

(SNIFFLES)

But I do.

Miss Fannie, would you get me
Olivia in Alberene, please?

Liv?

Hi.

I hope it's not too late.

Well, I know I'm gonna
see you tomorrow. I just...

I just wanted to hear
your voice tonight.

Why? What makes you
think anything's wrong?

Oh, everything's fine.

Well, Erin's having a little
trouble with a beau, I guess.

And Elizabeth...

I guess she's finding it
difficult to grow up.

Especially in certain places,
if you know what I mean.

I talked to her about it, but I
don't know if I did much good.

I'm not too good
at those things.

What do you mean you'll
take care of it?

You'll surprise me.

Alright, honey.

Alright, I'll see you
tomorrow.

I love you too, Liv.

Goodnight.

Maybe you'd feel better
if you went to work.

I've already called them and
told them I don't feel like it.

And I really don't.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Well, I'm off.

Elizabeth's gonna be
late for school.

She's under the weather,
I told her she could stay home.

-You, too?
-Don't feel like going to work.

Well, I hope your mama
gives me some idea

how to deal with three
grown-up women. See you later.

Tell her we're doing fine
and give her our love.

Daddy deserves a day off
from all our problems.

I wish I could find a way
to get away from mine.

Erin, your father told me
to come on in.

I've got to talk
to you. Now stop!

Alright! But don't you
dare look at me!

(SIGHS)

-What do you want?
-I wanna talk about last night.

Let's go for a walk.

-I'm not dressed.
-I'll wait for you to get ready.

I can't. I don't feel well.

MARY ELLEN: Erin, quit
acting stupid.

-I'll be down in a minute.
-That's more like it.

I said don't look at me!

That was close.

-Good morning, Sister.
-Sister, you've dressed already.

I didn't want to miss a moment
of Ashley's last day.

Poor dear, he must be exhausted
from last night.

I didn't hear a sound
from his room.

Well, that's exactly what
I presumed

after that harrowing experience
on the mountain.

We must let him sleep late.

That's what I'm trying
to tell you.

When I came down this morning,
I heard the door close

and I saw him strike off
down the road.

He's gone? Already?

He walked away
with great purpose.

Then I know where he went.
We talked of it yesterday.

Things are not what they seem
to be for you at the moment.

But I do know where he's gone,
to our special place.

Our very own tree.
And I must join him.

Sister! You must realize
that this charade must end.

Sister, do not envy me
my happiness.

Let me enjoy it
as long as I can.

-I must go to him.
-Please don't go, Emily.

He doesn't even know
where your tree is!

Of course he does.
He put my ring there

before he left
the last time.

Emily, listen to me!
Emily!

ERIN: You had to walk back
to the farmhouse in the dark?

ASHLEY: I walked back with the
farmer and his team to the car.

Then sweat it out pulling
the car out of that mudhole,

and then suffer
through that ride home.

I don't know if
it's that funny.

I came by your house,
but it was dark.

Did you really?

I came as early
as I could this morning.

How did Miss Emily
hold up?

She loved it,
every minute of it.

She's getting worse.
I've got to see her before I go.

I have something
to give her from Dad.

That's why I came.

Erin.

I had no idea I'd
meet someone like you here.

I wish we had
more time.

If I come back, can we still
do something special?

You can teach me to ski.

It'll be nice to have you
to think about, to remember.

-Oh, no!
-No, wait.

Maybe it's for the best.

Now there's nothing to keep me
from being honest with her.

Whatever have you
done to her, Ashley?

She made it quite clear
she doesn't want to see you.

It was all a terrible mistake.
We had no idea she would see us.

We?

Erin and I.

-Miss Emily saw us kissing.
-How could you let that happen?

Now you've made her feel
that she has lost you twice.

I regret that very much.

But I'm really beginning
to resent this masquerade.

We started this
to avoid hurting her.

We've ended hurting her
worse than ever.

I think you should go,
Mr. Longworth.

-Perhaps Papa was right.
-I have to leave.

I'm sorry.

May I go pack?

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Come in.

-Hi, honey. How you feeling?
-Better, I guess.

I got something for you.
Your mama sent it.

It's pretty.

She sent a note, too.
She wants me to read it to you.

"Dearest Elizabeth.

"Growing up isn't easy.

"Some things seem to be
happening too fast,

"others not fast enough.

"One day soon,
you'll find that all

"the confusing pieces
of the puzzle

"have slipped into place
and you will experience

"the joy and wonder
of your womanhood.

"It breaks my heart that I can't
be with you at this time,

"but I pray that every day,

"that I will soon be back
with you all."

Why don't you open it?

"Never hesitate to confide
in your father,

"for if he doesn't immediately
have all the answers,

"he knows how to seek out
someone who does.

"In this case it happens
to be your mother,

"who loves you very much.

"I hope you will enjoy
wearing this camisole

"that I made for you
this morning.

"Perhaps it will comfort you
and help you realize

"that you are the most special
human being known as a woman.

"Your father brings you this

"and all my love
to go along with his. Mama."

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

ERIN: Miss Emily? Please let
me in. We're all very worried.

I'm sorry you saw
Ashley and me this morning.

But you of all people
should know what that's like.

We were just standing there
underneath the trees,

and the morning sun was shining
through their branches.

Just like the day
Ashley's father kissed you.

Remember?
In that shower of golden leaves?

And before either of us knew
what was happening, it just did.

Ashley loves you in a very
special way, Miss Emily.

And he has something
he needs to give you.

So please come down before
he leaves. We'll be waiting.

I'm sorry I have to leave so
soon, but we're due to sail.

I'll think of you and pray
you'll be alright.

Sister!

Miss Emily, I'm glad
you're here.

I was afraid I wouldn't get to
see you before I leave.

-Your father is dead, isn't he?
-Yes, he is.

I knew in my heart that your
coming was an omen of that news.

But I couldn't bring myself to
face what you had to tell me.

Your father has been with me
a long, long time.

But I think maybe it is time for
me to let go of my daydreams,

now that you have made
his memory so very real.

My father married late. He loved
my mother very much, I think.

But he told me about you,
his first love,

and he asked me
to give you this.

Thank you.
I shall cherish it always.

-And read it in my solitude.
-Thank you for seeing me.

May God go with you,
Ashley Longworth Jr. Always.

Erin, you must see him
on his way.

Thank you, Miss Emily.
He'll come back to us.

I know he will.

ASHLEY: Thank you.

-Are you alright, Sister?
-Yes, I think so.

Now that I know
Ashley's gone,

my life can never
be the same again.

He used to help
to pass the days,

imagining he might appear
as if by magic.

Some lonely evening
at dusk,

under the tree
where he kissed me.

But he's dead, Sister,
and he won't be back.

Does it comfort you to know
that his son will be back

to see you and Erin?

Life does flow merrily on,
does it not?

I think that's what
it's supposed to do, dear.

Shall we have some
of the Recipe?

Yes, thank you, Sister.
Will you pour?

JOHN-BOY: In the days to come,
Miss Emily and Miss Mamie

looked forward eagerly to
Ashley's letters and visits.

The final words from his father
to Miss Emily were never

included in the Baldwin
memoirs,

but were locked forever
in Miss Emily's heart.

Are you writing another letter
to Ashley Longworth, Erin?

What if I am, Elizabeth?
He writes very nice ones to me.

ELIZABETH: I think
I like the sound of it.

ERIN: Of what?

What your name might be,
Erin Longworth Jr.

-Goodnight, Elizabeth.
-Goodnight, Junior.