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John Walton, thank you for all you have done.

- All right, Willie, I'll see you tomorrow. - Yeah.

John, there's an awful lot of people talking

about the help you're giving that man, and the talk isn't good.

It's been the strangest evening.

First hearing German on the shortwave, Nazis taking over Europe,

and then that strong German accent on the front porch.

Gave me the chills.

Well, I hope Elizabeth doesn't get started on that German stuff.

She'll run it right into the ground.

You don't have to go to Europe to find it, you know.

We've got a fifth column operation right here.

Well, I don't see it that way at all.

Then look,

start right off with what you know.

He's German, pure kraut,

he brought his family here, got himself a job and he's settling right in.

In memory, now, I think to that time in 1940

when the war was in Europe,

wide miles across the Atlantic from the Blue Ridge,

a time when its treachery rarely reached as far as Walton's Mountain.

Still, the seeds of distrust and suspicion were everywhere.

They were there for m y sister, Elizabeth, when she began to keep a journal,

such as I ha d done as a boy.

Her imagination, always vivid, ha d been joined

by a genuine gift for exaggeration.

So, when the rumor began,

Elizabeth was among those who passed it along,

bigger than when she ha d received it.

That pulls in pretty good.

What do you figure it is?

Well, that noise means there's a station broadcasting.

If I could just tune it in better...

I like the other noise better.

Nobody said you had to stay, Ben.

Besides, the only person I promised I'd tell if I heard anything was Elizabeth.

- She'll be sure to write it down. - She'll write it down if you sneeze.

"She didn't know her name.

"She was born in a dark cave at the top of a mountain.

"She never had parents, or anyone.

"She had to learn to eat 'cause she got hungry.

"She lived off the land..."

I thought John-Boy had come home.

Grandpa!

Can't you get that any louder?

You can hear it better when it's not so loud.

- Hey, leave that alone! - Easy, easy, easy.

But those are words, if we could only hear them.

German.

- No kidding? - Listen.

That's German.

- It sure is. - What do you think he's saying?

Something about the German army.

Wonder where it's coming from.

- Is this Jan Garber? - No, it's Jan Sabitt.

Are you sure?

- Okay, you ready for a spin? - Uh-oh, wait a minute, I'm not!

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

I'm not used to this.

I thought... You think I am? I'm used to following.

What, we got a whole generation of noise lovers?

Come on, Daddy, dance.

- All right, I'll show you how to dance. - What is this?

What are you doing? Oh, you're so old-fashioned.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, what is this?

I can't follow you.

- Erin, you dance with him. - Oh, thanks.

Okay.

Dad, you don't know how to dance.

- Ben, isn't that Jan Sabitt? - Or is it Jan Garber?

No, it's Guy Lombardo. I wanna listen to the news.

- No, no, no. - Oh, Ben, we're dancing, don't touch it.

Radio come in any clearer?

No, just get a few words now and then.

- Think it might be from a U-boat? - Could be.

I think it's coming from Canada.

Supposed to be a lot of German spies up there.

Ben, you don't know that.

All you heard was a few German words. You don't even know what they mean.

That's right. Don't start any rumors, Son. Come on.

- Come on, let's dance. - Can't help wondering, Daddy.

Come on, dance with me.

- Now, watch this, this time. - I want the news.

- Will someone dance with me? - Okay.

Forget it.

Oh, look at this!

Look at Daddy make a spectacle of himself.

Ooh!

Oh! It's 1925.

Why don't we turn out the lights, huh?

I give up.

We interrupt this program

to bring you the following news bulletin.

German forces have invaded

the peaceful skies of Norway and Denmark,

and early reports in Britain suggest heavy losses for the two neutral nations.

Repeating, German forces have invaded

the peaceful skies of Norway and Denmark.

We now return to our program in progress.

Think I'll put John Curtis to bed.

- Say good night. - All right, Son, good night.

- Good night, John Curtis. - Good night.

- Oh, hello. - Hello.

We've come a long way, my family and I.

We are looking for Flossie Brimmer's house.

I know Mrs. Brimmer. She lives over yonder, past the store.

We were driving. Your light was all we saw.

Liv, I'm gonna show these folks where Mrs. Brimmer lives.

I'll go with you, Daddy.

Oh, thank you.

I am sorry.

He talked sort of funny, didn't he?

Do you think Mrs. Brimmer's expecting visitors this time of night?

John'll be there.

Didn't he talk sort of funny?

Well, sure, he had a German accent.

Oh! That's it.

It's beginning to feel like we're being surrounded by Germans.

How'd you do today, honey?

Patience is the soul of virtue, Mr. Godsey.

I haven't finished the total yet.

- Well, what are you doing here? - To whom are you referring?

Well, there's a big old dog here.

Nothing unusual about that. Dogs roam freely on Walton's Mountain.

Give me a paw, give me a paw.

You know, I think I've seen this fellow round here before.

Mr. Godsey, I would observe caution in handling a strange animal.

Hey, what's your name, fella?

Oh, Mr. Godsey, that dog is not going to tell you his name.

Well, are you hungry?

And I know he's not gonna tell me whether he's hungry or not.

Tell him to go home.

Okay, you gotta go home. Yeah.

All right, you go on outside now, go on.

You get outside. Go on.

Bye-bye.

So, how'd we do?

Mr. Godsey, when are we going to restock those shelves?

First thing in the morning.

Flossie seemed right glad to see them. You shouldn't be so suspicious.

- I never knew she had a brother-in-law. - Uh-huh.

Willie Brimmer, wife named Marta.

Little girl named Katrina.

It's been the strangest evening.

First hearing German on the shortwave, Nazis taking over Europe,

and then that strong German accent on our front porch.

Gave me the chills.

Well, I hope Elizabeth doesn't get started on that German stuff.

She'll run it right into the ground.

Why don't you turn off the light?

- Turn off the light. - Just a minute.

- I'm trying to go to sleep. - I'm trying to work.

Work!

And now the girl saw new people moving on the mountain,

people who talked funny and ma de other people afraid.

We have got a great deal of work piled up and all of it has got to be done today.

I don't know. I should never ever...

Oh, Mr. Godsey, will you please move this pickle barrel?

I have stumbled over it for the last time.

And, oh, we have got to restock these shelves again today.

Mr. Godsey, will you please move the pickle barrel now?

Good morning, dear.

Oh!

Oh, here is this filthy beast.

Now, we do not need you here. Now, go away!

Now, go on, scat!

- Scat is for cats. - Scat!

Scat!

I fail to understand why people cannot keep their animals at home.

That filthy beast lying around here all night,

moving and scratching, fleas and ticks.

Why, it just sets my nerves on edge.

I'm simply a nervous wreck.

And if that weren't bad enough, that animal keeps...

Hello.

I'll be right with you just as soon as I get this barrel down.

I'm Flossie Brimmer's brother-in-law. Willie. Willie Brimmer.

- You don't have to do that. - Oh, I can help.

No, I got it okay.

- For many years I work hard. - Well... Right there, right there.

Very strong back.

Well, yeah, it shows, it shows. And I appreciate it.

- Oh, would you like a pickle? - No, no, thank you.

I didn't know that Flossie Brimmer had family around here.

Oh, we just come here.

Now we want to live here and I want to work here.

Oh, well, jobs aren't the easiest to find, especially around here.

- You work alone here? - Oh, yeah, pretty much.

Corabeth helps me. She's my wife.

As a matter of fact, she's the one that normally carries down the pickle barrel.

You know, about the only place that you might be able to get a job

would be over at John Walton's mill.

He's the only one who's got a going concern around here.

Oh, I've met John Walton.

Oh, well, then you know where his mill's located.

I was there last night at his house but it was dark. I saw no mill.

Oh, well, I can show you that.

Come on right over here.

You go right out the front door, and you go down

- about a half a mile down the road. - Yeah.

Then you come to the house, then you follow the lane around to the left,

- then you see the mill, right there. - Good.

- Ike, Corabeth here? - No, she's in the back.

- Buck Vernon, Willie Brimmer. - Hello.

Mr. Vernon, how do you do?

Corabeth ordered these, they come to $5.

I also expect a package to be mailed to me, a box.

Well, I'll keep my eye out for it, and, listen, good luck to you.

- Hope you get that job, huh? - Thank you.

Where'd you get him?

He's Flossie Brimmer's brother-in-law.

- What did Corabeth order? - I don't know any Flossie Brimmer, do I?

Yeah, you know her.

She runs the boarding house. You've met her.

- Oh, that Flossie. - Yeah.

I hope that's worth five bucks.

Worth three times that much brand new, and she knows it.

I just can't toe that talk.

You mean his accent?

That kraut talk, it sets my teeth on edge.

This Flossie Brimmer, she...

She reads German pretty well, doesn't she?

Yeah, she reads German some.

Makes you kinda wonder, doesn't it, why they're moving in here?

John! John, we can't afford to turn out many like this.

Just look here.

This wouldn't pass muster with the Army, for sure.

Pa, the boys got the dowel ends all wrong.

I tell you, if I'd had them here, I'd lift one up, knock the others down.

Oh, the boys, just the age, you know, when they get the work done,

get out the shortwave, and the music and the girls.

You telling me I was like them when I was their age?

No, yes, but it wouldn't do any good. You...

Ah, Mr. John Walton, good morning.

Mr. Brimmer. Pa, I want you to meet Willie Brimmer. This is my pa.

Hello. I was at the store down the road.

- Ike Godsey's. - Yes.

He says, if there is work, it must be here, at your mill.

I have been, my whole life, a good carpenter.

Well, we seldom employ a carpenter,

but it so happens you've come along at a most providential, opportune time.

What Pa means is the boys have been working on these chairs,

and they've been doing some pretty sloppy work.

Oh, they could be reworked.

I could set them straight.

- Make them right. - Good.

Let me show you what else we do around here.

- We make desks for the Army. - Yeah.

Our standard's higher than that

when we keep our mind to it, and we usually keep our mind to it.

Ah, it's fine work.

Fine work. I have my own tools.

My hands are used to them.

I need badly, work.

All right, let's give it a try.

I know you will be glad you have done this.

Good.

I have something more to ask you.

I need a place to live,

a place for ourselves.

Marta, Katrina and me.

Do you know of a house?

Maybe the Montgomery place.

What do you think, Pa, anybody staying up there?

Some road workers up there this past summer.

They've long since gone.

That's probably your best bet. There's a cabin, Montgomery place,

about halfway up the mountain, up yonder.

Oh, good!

- You work late? - Oh, yes.

I can work all kinds of machines.

Good.

Come on, come on! Would you hurry up?

Come on.

Did you have a tree house where you lived before?

My swing hung from a tree branch, but that is all.

I think you'll like it up here.

Come on.

Look out for that step, it's a little loose.

I'm okay.

Here.

Here you go. Were you scared?

Yeah, but not now.

It was fun.

You know, you can come up here any time you want.

And if we get to be real good friends,

you can even come up here if I'm not around.

Thank you. It's nice here.

Yeah. Mostly, it's quiet.

I need a place to be alone.

- Suppose you know I'm a writer. - No.

See, my brother, John-Boy, he's a real writer in New York.

I'm starting out the same way he did, with a journal.

- Wanna be in my journal? - If you don't mind.

Okay. Tell me about yourself.

Well, I wouldn't know how to do that.

Well, where do you come from?

Pennsylvania.

- You spell it P-E-N-N... - Oh, don't worry about it.

I'll take care of it later. That's what writers do.

Oh.

Okay, do you have any brothers and sisters?

No, I wish I did.

- I suppose you're German. - Oh, yeah.

You don't talk funny like your father. Why is that?

He just sounds like Papa to me.

- Is it hard to be German? - Not for me.

But sometimes, for Papa, I think it is very hard.

Is that your dog?

No, I've never seen that dog before.

Hey, you nice old dog! Where do you come from?

Let's go see him. Come on.

Well, now, look who's here.

Grandpa, do you know him?

This is Judge Frazier's old dog, Samuel.

Think we should take him home, huh?

Oh, I doubt that, Elizabeth. See, Judge Frazier died last week.

You might say Sam here is his only living relative.

- They were kin to each other? - You might say so.

20 years of lovin' care, loyalty,

and devotion and companionship makes him kin.

Come on down and pet him. He won't hurt you.

Oh, he's a nice old gentleman.

Grandpa?

If he doesn't have a home or anyone to belong to, can we keep him?

Well, I don't think he's really looking for a home.

I think he's just sort of passing through.

But you could give him something to eat, though, and some cool water.

Grandpa, this is Katrina Brimmer.

Katrina Brimmer, well, how do you do? I just met your daddy over in the mill.

Katrina, wanna help me give him some water?

Come on, Sam.

Charley, that stuff stinks. What is it?

All right, all right, that's enough, that's enough.

- Sheriff. - Afternoon, Buck.

You headed somewhere, Sheriff?

Yeah, I have to go up to...

Charley, that's not a bad shave, you ought to do it for a living.

I've been thinking about it.

Yeah, Buck, what's on your mind?

Something that should be of concern to you and every right-thinking citizen.

Yeah, well, go ahead. Shoot.

Well, I do a little business with Ike Godsey,

- John Walton, sometimes. - Yeah.

They got this kraut friend up there who's bringing in a whole raft of her kind,

and I think somebody should keep an eye on it.

- Kraut friend? - You recollect Flossie Brimmer?

- Why, sure. I've known Flossie for years. - Well, they're her kin,

and they got a regular foothold up there.

Now, this Willie, I met him.

Now, he talks right out of a can of sauerkraut.

How many others did you met, Buck?

Well, he came right into Ike's store, you know?

And he says, "Let me know when this box comes that I'm expecting."

- This is this Willie you're talking about? - Well, that's what he calls himself.

- What do you suppose is in the box? - Well, do you know?

Well, the way he talks, it could be anything.

Could be anything in that box!

Now, wait, Buck, look.

You're still talking about one relative of Flossie Brimmer's, right?

- But that's all it takes. They... - Isn't that right?

They only need one or two.

The way things are going in the world today,

they're gonna have a settlement up there in no time at all.

I am sorry, I can't go up there and arrest

a man just 'cause he's got a German accent.

What about that box he's waiting for at the post office?

There ain't no law against that, either.

Well, I...

I picked up some German words on my radio.

I think it was... Deutsche Wunderkind.

Do you know what that means?

It means, in English,

"German youth."

Very special ones.

Would you come look at my radio when we get back?

Yes, I will.

You have been kind to us.

Here everyone is kind. Flossie makes us feel so very welcome.

Yeah, she's a fine lady.

To think, we are now here. My Willie has found work.

Katrina has new friends.

I have this dream long ago, I did not think it could be possible.

You cannot know.

In Germantown, it is not a good place to be a German anymore.

Hard feelings about the war, I suppose.

Friends for all our life, neighbors,

would cross the street not to say hello to us.

Men at work

begin not to talk to me, not to eat with me.

That is over, Willie, now we must forget.

Sometimes,

we would go for a beer.

Now, no more.

We become strangers.

But you cannot know what I'm talking about.

Willie, we begin again.

We cannot everywhere we look see an enemy.

It is hard to be looked at and not seen!

Seen and not spoken to.

I want to tell them, I belong here, too, like everyone!

That I'm an American!

- Papa, please! - It's all right, Katrina.

- You have not told Mama about the house. - There is a house, Willie?

The Montgomery cabin.

It's just up on the hill, it's a really nice spot.

- When we move, will I live near Elizabeth? - Yeah, it's a short walk.

You will build for Katrina a treehouse, too, yeah?

Yeah.

- Then I can be a writer, like Elizabeth. - She is, indeed.

She writes down everything you say. She has questions all the time.

What questions?

She asked me if it was hard to be German?

You see? Already it begins.

This is Elizabeth Walton. Do you read me?

Come in.

Is everything all right?

Okay, Elizabeth, fun time's over.

- Well, this is my shortwave set. - Well...

I do not know much about these things, but it looks very impressive to me.

Well, it takes a while to warm up.

Now, along about here is where we begin to hear them.

- Them? - The German words.

- You have no earphones? - No, I'm still saving up for them.

Your reception will be much clearer when you have earphones.

Kilometers

from Oslo...

- Where do you think it's coming from? - Shh.

Luftwaffe victorious...

I think we have heard all that there is to hear.

Do you know where it's coming from?

From the air, from anywhere.

I do not know.

Think it could have come from a U-boat?

In these days, who can say?

Don't let her bother you. Nobody pays any attention to her, anyway.

- You are here at the base of the mountain? - Uh-huh.

High on the mountain, that is your answer.

If we take your shortwave set up there, the signals will come in much clearer.

And you will hear maybe more than you want to hear.

Hmm?

Well, maybe we can get it clearer on another night.

You're selling those as is?

I'm not selling them at all, Buck.

They're rejects. You can have them for half price.

A man'd do you a favor just hauling them off.

All right, honey, run along. Thank you for bringing me my lunch.

- Daddy, is Mr. Brimmer here? - I think he's home for dinner, honey.

I heard you hired that kraut.

- Letting him take dinner at home, are you? - That's where his food is, Buck.

I'd just soon he wasn't around where I am.

Why, he do something to set you off?

Yeah, he came here and he's a kraut!

Well, come to think of it, I guess he's not home for dinner.

I think he's up at the Montgomery cabin with Jim-Bob.

- I suppose he'll settle there. - He will if he wants to.

You're sure giving him a free hand here.

A job, the run of the mountain, and your son to show him around.

Oh, he's helping Jim-Bob with his shortwave radio.

Well, don't that beat all?

See, the other night, they got some German.

And Mr. Brimmer says if they go up high on the mountain,

they'll get some more.

Come on, Sam, food.

- Come on. - Maybe he's sick.

Come on.

I don't think so, his nose is cold.

Beep-beep, excuse me.

Where'd he come from?

We just got him down the road, but Grandpa knows him.

Pretty sad-looking dog, if you ask me.

You wouldn't like it if someone said that about you.

Sorry, Elizabeth.

Come on, Sam, come on.

Well, excuse me. Oh, good for you.

You're feeding Judge Frazier's old dog, aren't you?

Yeah, but he won't eat, Grandpa.

Nothing like loneliness and old age to take the pepper out of anybody.

Look, Reckless, Sam came to visit you.

Oh, look at him.

That's perked the old gentleman up.

There's nothing like a pretty girl coming by to make any old gentleman sit up

and take notice, no matter what his age.

It's very beautiful up here.

It's a long time since I've climbed such a hill.

It's no hurry, the cabin will still be here.

- How much farther is it? - Not much farther.

Somewhere up here will be very good for your shortwave.

There's a good spot on the other side of this cabin.

Oh, yes!

Very good!

It's nice up here. It's not too far, either.

You see? We are already made welcome.

It is all we need,

Marta, Katrina and me,

for sleeping,

for eating,

for us to live together.

Yeah, Mama always likes it when somebody moves in up here.

This chimney draws good, too.

When my mama sees smoke coming out of it, she looks up here and she says,

"Well, that Montgomery cabin's a home again."

Mama say mushy things like that all the time.

It will be that, a home again.

Marta will make everything clean,

I will make everything work,

and Katrina will make our hearts joyful.

You don't have to go to Europe to find it, you know.

We've got a fifth column operation right here.

Well, I don't see it that way at all.

Then look,

start right off with what you know.

He's German, pure kraut,

he brought his family here, got himself a job and he's settling right in.

Well, I don't call that fifth column.

Add a shortwave station to the top of Walton Mountain.

Just where did you get a fool idea like that?

Where'd I get that idea, little lady?

Well, Mr. Brimmer's helping Jim-Bob set up his shortwave radio

high up on the mountain.

That's so as they can hear the German words clearer.

- Oh, come on, now. - That's what Mr. Brimmer said.

Elizabeth, you see those boxes over there?

Mmm-hmm.

Would you take those and put them in the post office, for me, would you do it?

- Sure. - Thank you.

Now, just what are you talking about?

I know it, you don't wanna hear it.

You're one of those that think it can't happen here.

That's right, I don't wanna hear it.

And you better get to work on this before Corabeth eats you alive.

Ike, add this to it.

Every move he makes has got John Walton's blessing.

You'd just better watch what you're saying.

He gave him his job,

he moved him into the Montgomery cabin up on the mountain, and his son,

John's having his son help that kraut every time he can!

Look what I found.

Right, now, what do we have here, huh?

Why, it's just mail.

- It's just something Willie is expecting. - Let me see that, now.

That looks to me like...

Werner Brimmer. That's foreign writing. Don't tell me it isn't.

Well, yeah, I guess...

Yeah, I guess you could say it's foreign writing.

Say where it comes from?

- Germantown, Pennsylvania. - Germantown.

Is that a fact?

"The writing on the box looked foreign. Both said so.

"Just takes one or two to get the whole fifth column started.

"Krauts do that in Europe and now they're doing it here."

I declare, you're almost as dedicated as John-Boy.

You'd hate it if you really had to wear those.

Better take them off, gonna hurt your eyes.

- Mama, what's a kraut? - Kraut?

Yeah. Mr. Vernon called Willie Brimmer a "kraut."

It's a bad nickname for Germans.

And I don't want to hear you using words like that around here.

I didn't, Mr. Vernon did.

You're right, it is an awful word.

It isn't just "kraut," and it isn't the fact that she writes everything down,

it's just that she seems to be developing an ear for only the unpleasant things.

She probably thinks it's more dramatic.

I guess maybe it is.

I wonder why it is that all the nice, kind, gentle things

don't have the same appeal.

They sure have their place.

I tell you, though,

that Buck Vernon is building up quite a case against Willie.

That's what Buck does best.

Oh, he's very business-like about it.

One step at a time.

First the job, then the home.

But I can't get anyone to listen.

Then this shortwave business with the Walton boy.

Well, I don't know what to do about that.

Well, that bothers me, too.

Likely he's in on it.

Nothing John Walton does anymore surprises me.

That don't sound like John to me,

unless he's paying it no mind at all.

He doesn't want to hear about it.

He goes a lot on trusting folks,

like the golden rule was the only rule there was.

He could be getting his orders straight from Hitler, for all we know,

with that shortwave.

Well, we don't know who he's getting his orders from,

but we know they're coming in German.

Well, you were saying that John's little girl told you that much.

Now, think about this,

he can send messages out on that shortwave, too.

Sure he can.

Well, we shouldn't be letting him get away with this.

Now, Charley, we're not gonna wait too long.

I'm keeping my eye on things,

and when the time comes to move, well,

it just makes me proud to know who I can count on.

Well, so much for Sam, like an old sack of potatoes.

Come on, let's go see him.

Looks like these two wore themselves out, hmm?

Yeah, but when he first got here, he wouldn't even move.

Well, if he's as old as you think he is, Grandpa, he's sure doing good.

Yeah, he'd be well over 100 years old, according to human terms.

Does your heart good to see him frolic around.

Think of that. Reckless is just a puppy.

- Oh, you need some rest, Sam. - Yeah.

Reckless is tired, too.

Yeah, he deserves some rest, this old gentleman.

Katrina, want to go up and see the cabin?

I would like to see where we'll live.

Let's go inside and get something to eat first.

Yes, sir, this old gentleman is entitled to some rest.

This is much more like it, Mr. Vernon.

Better than new. All nice and broke in.

- You've been paid, of course. - Mmm-hmm.

Hello?

Oh, I...

I thought I heard the door. Good morning, sir.

I've come for my package.

A man, Mr. Godsey,

I told him about it.

Oh, well, Mr. Godsey is in Charlottesville for the day.

Now, let's see, a package for you.

- I'm Willie Brimmer. - Oh.

Well, I'm Mrs. Godsey. Mr. Brimmer, I've heard a great deal about you.

- Hello. - How do you do?

A package, now, let's see.

- It's a small box. - Small box.

Very important box.

Mr. Godsey has his own method of safekeeping.

I'm sorry, I just don't seem to see a package anywhere.

Sorry.

Your telephone will call Pennsylvania?

Oh, yes, of course, just ask the operator.

Fannie Tatum is on this time of the day.

Fannie Tatum.

- Um... - Just crank that thing.

Crank?

Oh! Yeah.

Yeah, hello? I want to make a call

to Germantown, Pennsylvania.

Telephone 2-3-4-6. Yes.

Mr. Godsey's store.

I will pay. How much?

Yeah.

Herr Doktor. Willie Brimmer here.

Yeah.

Package was mailed many, many days ago.

- I found it. - Oh!

I told you Mr. Godsey has his own method of safekeeping.

- I am sorry. - Oh, good.

This is telephone.

Thank you.

Au revoir.

I am so relieved the medicine is here.

When you breathe easier, I breathe easier, too.

As the doctor says,

if I must climb the mountain, it must be slowly for a time.

Willie, we will climb the mountain slowly. There is no hurry.

As the young Walton boy says, "The cabin will be there."

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Sam. - Sam.

Sam.

Jim-Bob, have you seen Sam?

He left while you were in the house.

- Which way did he go? - He went off that way some place.

We'd better go find him.

Why don't you girls leave that old dog alone?

Grandpa he's old. He needs someone to take care of him.

Old Sam knows what he wants to do better than anybody.

You just leave him alone, now.

- Come on, let's go. - Where you going?

Oh, we're gonna go see the cabin.

It's really, really pretty. I think you'll like it.

It's kind of, I guess, plain. Yeah, I don't know.

Sam!

What are you doing here?

He can come with us to the cabin.

We could bring him inside.

Come on.

Sam, come on.

Sam!

You're right sure that was German he was talking?

- Well, what else is that? - Say it again.

Herr Doktor.

Oh, that's German right enough. I mean, I know that much.

It's brazen, too.

Picking up Ike's phone, calling his messages out,

right in front of you.

That's why he used the German. Don't you see?

I don't know as I'd believe it so much myself

if I hadn't heard it with my own ears.

It's a terrible thing.

Maybe... Maybe we ought to call the FBI.

Now, we don't need the FBI.

We know how to handle this ourselves, don't we, huh?

Yeah.

Well, perhaps it was not a good idea putting the dog inside.

We can't let him out, he'll wander into the woods,

and he's so old, he can never find his way back again.

Well, maybe he tries to go home.

No, he's going in the wrong direction. Judge Frazier's is the other way.

- Ah, there you two are. - Grandpa, what are you doing up here?

Well, I was just out for a walk, seeing how the persimmons are doing.

You young ladies, by any chance,

you haven't seen that old dog Sam, have you?

Oh, he's in the cabin.

He was trying to get away, but we thought he'd get lost in the woods.

I think we'd best let the old gentleman go.

- Grandpa! - Yes.

I think we'd better let him go on his way. Sam.

- Yeah, but he'll never find his way back. - I don't think he wants to.

That old dog's life is almost over, and I think he knows it.

Well, he had so much fun with Reckless.

Yeah, sort of a last hurrah, you might say.

Oh, it was.

Him jouncing around there, playing with our dog Reckless.

But I think all he asks for us now is some place where he can go

and die in peace and dignity.

- That's where he's going? - I think that's where he's going.

Well, I think you two young ladies better go

on home. I think Livie will be wanting you.

I'm just gonna sit here,

sit here a bit

and rest.

Willie Brimmer?

You stay right there.

We've come for Willie Brimmer, John.

Come for him? That's mighty strange talk.

Our trouble's not with you, so just tell your kraut friend to get out here.

Now, you know better than to order me around on my own property, Buck.

Send him out here, John.

You're harboring a spy, and that gives us the right.

He speaks with an accent, you call him a spy?

There's more to it than that.

He helps my son with a shortwave radio, and he's a spy?

- Don't try it, Buck! - You look for me?

Stand back, Willie. I know these men.

I wish to speak for myself.

- We know all we have to know about you... - Not you, John.

Herr Willie Brimmer!

You lay a hand on this man, you're gonna have to answer to me.

This is not new to me.

I had hoped here it would be different.

But it is never different.

Because I speak a different language, that makes me an enemy.

You thought this was a nice place to hide out,

where nobody would catch on to what you were doing.

Yeah! MAN 2: Yeah!

Like getting Jim-Bob to put his radio transmitter

up on top of the mountain.

Give you a clear shot to send your messages to Germany.

Not to send messages!

We got the whole story from the girl there.

I didn't wanna hurt anybody. I'm just a writer.

I listen and I write down what I hear.

Well, then, a lucky thing you did, little lady.

We got all the evidence we need.

Hold it!

Any problem here, the sheriff is going to take care of it.

This man is no more a spy for Hitler than you are.

Besides, my son Jim-Bob asked him to help with that radio.

He spoke German to somebody on Ike Godsey's phone!

Yeah, with my dear friend,

my doctor from Pennsylvania.

He had sent me medicine,

which I did not know if it would arrive.

I speak German to him because

he is a very old man and he speaks little English.

What about that box?

With the German writing on it.

Yeah, well, what about that box?

My medicine from the doctor.

You know how silly you men look?

Chasing a rumor started by a little girl,

because she didn't know what the word "kraut" meant.

Well, these days, you just don't know.

He's your responsibility, John.

I'll take that responsibility.

Now, I think it's time you men got on out of here.

I think maybe we ought to go.

Well, I'm keeping my eyes open.

Thank you, John Walton.

Did I cause all that?

No, honey, don't worry about it.

Willie, Marta and Katrina Brimmer

were accepted as neighbors and friends in our community.

My parents were able to see that Elizabeth faced her blame

and learned from it.

And though she set aside her journal for a while,

she kept forever her boundless imagination.

- Grandpa? - Yes, Jim-Bob?

- What kind of a dog was Sam? - Hard to say.

Best dogs are often mixed breed.

Is Reckless a mixed breed?

Well, she's one part hound dog and the rest we don't know.

It's too bad Sam was so old.

We could have had some puppies.

Don't start any rumors.

Good night, everybody!

English -SDH