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(John-Boy) A MOUNTAIN HAS NO NEED FOR PEOPLE,
BUT PEOPLE DO NEED MOUNTAINS.
WE GO TO THEM FOR THEIR BEAUTY,
FOR THE EXHILARATION OF STANDING CLOSER TO MYSTERIOUS SKIES,
FOR THE FEELING OF TRIUMPH
THAT COMES FROM HAVING LABORED TO REACH A SUMMIT.
AND I REMEMBER A DAY IN THE 1930s
WHEN I WENT TO WALTON'S MOUNTAIN
IN SEARCH OF MANHOOD.
[clucking]
[clicking]
[empty gun clicking]
(Livie) JOHN-BOY!
WHAT AM I GONNA DO FOR EGGS IF YOU *** MY BEST-LAYIN' HEN?
JUST PRACTICIN', MAMA.
JUST PRACTICIN'.
I FIGURED IT'S TIME I STARTED DOIN' MY SHARE OF THE PROVIDING.
YOUR DADDY PROVIDES MEAT FOR THE TABLE.
WHY DON'T YOU WAIT TILL NEXT YEAR?
MAMA, OTHER BOYS YOUNGER THAN ME GO HUNT.
ONE WALTON MAN BANGIN' AWAY AT TURKEYS IS PLENTY.
LET THE OTHER ONE TEND TO THINGS AT HOME.
MAMA, I'M GOIN' ON THAT HUNT TOMORROW,
AND I'M GOIN' TO BRING ME BACK
THE BIGGEST TURKEY GOBBLER ON THAT MOUNTAIN.
[cackling]
[laughing]
WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU, GIRL?
YOU COULD'VE MADE ME PULL THE TRIGGER AND KILL MAMA'S BEST LAYER.
THAT OLD HEN'S SO TOUGH A BULLET WOULDN'T CREASE HER.
LET ME SHOW YOU WHAT A CRACK SHOT I AM.
THAT THING'S LOADED.
POW, POW, POW, TURKEY ON THE TABLE!
COME ON, GIVE IT BACK BEFORE IT GOES OFF AND KILLS SOMEBODY.
JOHN-BOY, DON'T SHOOT ANY BABY TURKEYS TOMORROW, OK?
DON'T WORRY, ELIZABETH, THAT GUN HE'S USING IS SO OLD,
HE'S NOT LIKELY TO HIT A TURKEY OF ANY SIZE, EXCEPT BY ACCIDENT.
[birds clucking]
HEY, JASON.
HEY, SPROCKET.
DADDY, WHEN YOU GONNA QUIT CALLIN' ME SPROCKET?
RECKLESS, GET OFF.
WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO CALL YOU, SON?
HOW'D THAT GET STARTED IN THE FIRST PLACE?
CHARLIE SNEED NAMED YOU THAT WHEN YOU WERE JUST A WEE BABY.
THE NAME KIND OF STUCK.
WELL, I'M NOT A WEE BABY ANYMORE.
NO, SON. I GUESS YOU'RE LONG GONE FROM THAT.
GOOD JOB.
LITTLE LINT STILL DOWN THERE. BETTER GO AFTER IT.
YEAH.
(Jason) DADDY. HMM?
WHEN YOU SHOOT A TURKEY, DOES HE DIE RIGHT AWAY?
IF YOUR AIM IS TRUE. RIGHT, JOHN-BOY?
YOUR BROTHER'S GONNA BE A GOOD HUNTER, JASON.
AND NEXT YEAR YOU CAN GO WITH US.
OK?
YES, SIR.
[bell ringing]
HI, MR. GODSEY.
HI, MR. GODSEY.
WELL, LOOKIT HERE.
MORE CUSTOMERS THAN I'VE SEEN ALL DAY.
I'M THE CUSTOMER.
I WANT TO MAKE ANOTHER PAYMENT.
(Elizabeth) HI, MR. GODSEY!
HI, ELIZABETH.
ANOTHER PAYMENT?
OH, YOU SURE HAVE BEEN BUSY, HAVEN'T YOU?
17 CENTS.
HOW DID YOU EARN IT THIS TIME?
WELL, I SOLD 3 COMBS OF WILD HONEY FOR 5 CENTS APIECE
AND GOT A 2-CENT TIP FROM MISS MAMIE BALDWIN.
HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT?
17 CENTS. OK.
[children chattering]
THAT'S 17, PLUS THE $2.63 THAT YOU'VE ALREADY PAID IN.
THAT COMES TO $2.80.
ONLY 20 CENTS MORE, AND IT'S ALL PAID FOR.
CAN I HOLD IT FOR A MINUTE?
I DON'T SEE WHY NOT.
IT'S MORE YOURS THAN MINE RIGHT NOW.
♪ TA-DA-DA, TA-DA-DA ♪
JUST WAIT TILL G.W. SEES THIS.
I'LL BE ABLE TO HANDLE ANYTHING G.W. THROWS AT ME.
SEE YOU TOMORROW, MR. GODSEY.
THE BIG DAY.
HEY, G.W.
GUESS WHAT?
TOMORROW I'LL BE MAKI'' THE LAST PAYMENT ON THE CATCHER'S MITT.
HELLO, MARY ELLEN.
HEY, MARTHA ROSE.
THE CANDY, G.W.
YEAH, SORRY.
2 CENTS' WORTH OF PEPPERMINTS, PLEASE.
(Godsey) OK, G.W.
IF YOU'D LIKE TO COME WITH ME WHEN I PICK UP THE MITT--
G.W., I WANT YOU TO TAKE A LOOK AT THIS DRESS.
ISN'T THAT THE SWEETEST DRESS YOU'VE EVER SEEN?
IF YOU SAY SO.
WE CAN TAKE TURNS USING THE MITT, G.W.
WOULDN'T I LOOK LIKE A DREAM WALKIN' IN THIS DRESS, G.W.?
YOU'D BE SOMETHIN'.
HERE YOU ARE. YOUR 2 CENTS' WORTH OF PEPPERMINTS.
HOW MUCH IS THIS DRESS, MR. GODSEY?
$2.98, AND WORTH EVERY PENNY.
PEPPERMINTS, G.W.
I'M GONNA TELL MY DADDY TO JUST BUY ME THIS LITTLE DRESS.
THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I'M GOING TO DO.
IT'S A BEAUTY ALL RIGHT.
MARY ELLEN, ARE WE GOIN' HOME?
YEAH, SURE.
NOTHIN' TO KEEP US HERE.
GOODBYE, MR. GODSEY.
(Godsey) GOODBYE.
GOODBYE.
MORE PIE, JOHN?
NO THANKS, HONEY.
I THINK I CAN SAVE SOME ROOM
FOR ALL THAT TURKEY WE FIGURE TO EAT TOMORROW.
[imitating turkey]
DO IT AGAIN.
PLEASE, DADDY.
[imitating turkey]
YOU SOUND JUST LIKE A TURKEY.
YOU KNOW, I'M SORT OF THE RUDY VALLEE OF THE FLOCK.
(Livie) ALL YOU NEED IS A MEGAPHONE.
I SURE WISH I WAS GOIN' HUNTING WITH YOU BOYS TOMORROW.
WE'RE GONNA HAVE FUN, POP.
WHY DON'T YOU COME ALONG WITH US?
NO, I THINK I'LL JUST STAY HOME WITH MY OLD SWEETHEART.
MY HUNTIN' DAYS ARE ABOUT OVER.
YOU BROUGHT HOME MORE GAME THAN 3 MEN IN YOUR TIME, OLD MAN.
[kissing]
[chuckles]
DID I EVER TELL YOU BOYS ABOUT THE TIME
I BROUGHT DOWN 4 TURKEYS WITH ONE SHOT?
(all) NO, GRANDPA.
HOW'D THAT EVER HAPPEN, PAPA?
WELL, THERE WERE THESE, UH, 4 TURKEYS,
3 BEAUTIES, SASSY HENS JUST SITTIN' UP THERE
ROOSTIN' ON ONE BRANCH, ALL TOGETHER.
ALL LINED UP. I TOOK A BEAD ON THEM AND...
POW!
1, 2, 3.
BUT YOU SAID 4, GRANDPA.
HMM?
OH, SO I DID.
WELL, THOSE 3 OF THEM BUNCHED UP TOGETHER, THEY WAS EASY.
BUT THE 4TH, AN OLD TOM TURKEY,
HE WAS ROOSTIN' ON ANOTHER BRANCH ON ANOTHER TREE.
AS SOON AS HE HEARD THE SOUND OF MY SHOT, THAT SET HIM HUSTLING.
AND DURNED IF HE DIDN'T FLY RIGHT SMACK-DAB INTO MY SHOT
JUST AS I DROPPED THE 3RD ONE.
[all laughing]
GRANDPA...
[rattling]
[cackling]
SOMETHING'S AT THE CHICKENS.
JOHN-BOY, YOU COME WITH ME.
THE REST OF YOU STAY PUT.
EXCUSE ME, HONEY.
JOHN-BOY, LOAD UP.
LOAD UP?
I TOLD YOU TO STAY PUT. NOW GET INSIDE.
I DIDN'T WANT TO SAY ANYTHING.
BUT I WANT TO TELL YOU SOMETHIN', SON.
THIS IS JUST BETWEEN YOU AND ME.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
YES, SIR.
A BEAR RAIDED NICHOLSON'S LAST NIGHT.
A BEAR?
BIG BRUISER. HE KILLED A CALF.
RAFE SHOT AT HIM.
HE HIT HIM?
DON'T KNOW.
I'M GOIN' INSIDE. YOU BE CAREFUL, YOU HEAR?
DO YOU SEE ANYTHING?
UH-UH.
PROBABLY JUST A NIGHTHAWK OR AN OWL.
I DIDN'T WANT TO SAY ANYTHING INSIDE TO UPSET THE OTHERS.
I KNEW YOU AND ME COULD HANDLE IT.
I RECKON.
YOU KNOW, IT'S A WARM FEELING, TO STAND OFF AND LOOK AT YOUR HOME
TO KNOW YOUR WIFE AND LOVED ONES ARE INSIDE, SAFE AND WARM.
YOU'LL KNOW ONE DAY.
MUST'VE BEEN WHAT IT WAS LIKE BEFORE THINGS GOT SO CIVILIZED.
I MEAN, UH,
A MAN STANDING BETWEEN HIS FAMILY
AND ANYTHING THAT MIGHT HURT THEM.
I'M REAL PROUD YOU'RE GOIN' WITH ME ON THE HUNT TOMORROW.
I KNOW.
A MAN'S FIRST HUNT SHOULD BE SOMETHIN' HE REMEMBERS ALL HIS LIFE.
I ASKED CHARLIE AND HAWTHORNE TO GO ALONG
BECAUSE THEY'RE GOOD OLD BOYS.
WE'RE GONNA HAVE A SOLID GOLD, 100 PERCENT GOOD TIME.
100 PERCENT.
WELL, WE BETTER BE GETTING INSIDE
OR YOUR MAMA WILL SEND OUT A SEARCH PARTY.
NOW, REMEMBER THIS BEAR'S BETWEEN YOU AND ME.
DON'T FORGET.
I WON'T.
(John-Boy) MAYBE I'VE KILLED WITHOUT KNOWING.
A SPIDER OR A FROG OR SOMETHING I'VE STEPPED ON.
IT'S KNOWING THAT I'M GONNA TAKE LIFE FROM SOMETHING
THAT TREASURES LIFE AS MUCH I TREASURE MINE.
IT'S THE PLANNING AHEAD,
GOING LOOKING FOR IT, HUNTING FOR IT THAT MAKES IT ***.
I'M RIGHT SICK ABOUT IT,
AND I'M RIGHT SCARED OF TOMORROW.
I'M ALSO SCARED OF WHAT MY LIFE IS GOING TO BE LIKE IF I FAIL.
[knocking on door]
YEAH?
(Mary Ellen) MARY ELLEN. LET ME IN.
I THINK I'M HAVING A HEART ATTACK.
HEART ATTACK?
WELL, IT KEEPS GOING WHAM, WHAM, WHAM!
THEN IT STOPS FOR THE LONGEST TIME, AND I THINK I'M SUFFOCATIN'.
HOW DID IT START?
I'VE BEEN TRYIN' TO GO TO SLEEP, TRYING TO FIGURE OUT THINGS.
YEAH, WHAT KIND OF THINGS?
LIKE WHY A BOY LIKES A GIRL ONE DAY,
AND THE NEXT DAY HE'S OFF CHASING SOME OTHER GIRL.
I KNOW WHAT KIND OF HEART TROUBLE YOU'VE GOT.
G.W. HAINES HEART TROUBLE. RIGHT?
I DON'T KNOW WHAT HE SEES IN HER.
SHE CAN'T CATCH, CAN'T RUN, CAN'T THROW.
SCREAMS IF SHE SEES A WOOLLYWORM.
WHY, NOT MORE THAN A WEEK AGO, G.W. WAS MAKIN' FUN OF HER.
WHAT HAPPENED?
WELL, SISTER, THERE COMES A TIME WHEN BOYS LIKE GIRLS TO BE DIFFERENT.
AND G.W. MAY BE AT EXACTLY THAT POINT.
WHERE A FANCY DRESS IS MORE INTERESTIN' THAN A GREAT CATCHER'S MITT?
WELL, HE MIGHT STILL LIKE THE CATCHER'S MITT
BUT HE'D RATHER SEE THE GIRL IN A FANCY DRESS.
DID I LEAVE MY HARP IN HERE?
NO. I DON'T KNOW, JASON. LOOK AROUND.
[sighs]
ALL RIGHT.
YOU GOT A SAFETY PIN, JOHN-BOY?
LOOK OVER ON THE DRESSER.
THE STRINGS IN MY PAJAMAS BROKE.
CAN I SLEEP IN HERE, JOHN-BOY?
THERE'S A MOUSE UNDER MY BED.
UH-HUH.
HEY.
HMM?
WHAT ARE YOU WRITIN'?
STUFF. GO ON TO BED.
JOHN-BOY, WILL YOU KISS ME GOOD NIGHT?
SURE, HONEY.
GOOD NIGHT.
GO ON TO BED NOW.
(Jason) NOW, WHAT'S IT DOING UNDER HERE?
PLAY SOMETHING PRETTY, JASON.
♪♪[playing harmonica]
♪♪[playing Beautiful Dreamer]
WHAT IS THIS, A FAMILY REUNION?
GO ON WRITING, JOHN-BOY.
YOU'RE NOT BOTHERING US.
OH, NO? WELL, YOU ARE BOTHERING ME.
NOW GO ON TO BED, ALL OF YOU.
BUT YOU SAID I COULD STAY.
WELL, I AM NOW SAYIN' THAT YOU CAN GO.
WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM, AN OLD MOTHER HEN?
GO ON, SCAT!
GO ON, SCAT!
GO ON, SCAT!
(John-Boy) OUT!
OUT!
[sighs]
JOHN.
HMM?
HAVE YOU NOTICED THE CHICKEN HOUSE LATELY?
UH-HUH.
THERE'S A HOLE IN THE ROOF BIG ENOUGH TO SLING A CAT THROUGH.
I'LL GET TO IT AS SOON AS I HAVE TIME, LIV.
COME A GOOD RAIN, I'M GONNA HAVE ME A FLOCK OF WET, DROOPY CHICKENS.
I CERTAINLY WOULD LIKE TO HAVE THAT ROOF FIXED.
WHY COULDN'T JOHN-BOY STAY HOME AND FIX IT?
NOW, LIV.
I CAN'T MAKE HIM STAY HOME.
HE'S BEEN LOOKIN' FORWARD TO THIS HUNT FOR WEEKS.
NOT LOOKIN' FORWARD.
DREADIN'.
THAT'S NATURAL.
GOING UP IN THE MOUNTAINS WITH SEASONED HUNTERS
LIKE CHARLIE, AND HAWTHORNE, AND ME.
HE WANTS TO PROVE HIMSELF A MAN IN FRONT OF MEN.
HE DIDN'T ASK TO STAY HOME, DID HE?
NO.
HE SAYS HE WANTS TO GO,
BUT I'M NOT SURE HE'S TELLIN' THE TRUTH.
HE'S NEVER IN HIS LIFE KILLED A LIVIN' THING.
LIVIE, HE'S GONNA DO JUST FINE.
THERE'S MORE TO BEIN' A MAN THAN SHOOTIN' TURKEYS.
THAT'S FOR SURE.
BUT PART OF BEIN' A MAN IS PROVIDING FOOD FOR A HUNGRY FAMILY.
[winding]
DID YOU SEE HIM PRACTICIN' ALL DAY TODAY?
PRACTICIN' IS ONE THING.
COMIN' FACE TO FACE WITH A LIVIN' CREATURE
AND HAVING TO KILL IT IS ANOTHER.
AND HE'S SO HEART-BENT TO PLEASE.
HE'S A GOOD BOY, LIV.
I WISH I COULD HOLD BACK TIME,
KEEP THESE HAPPY DAYS,
MY CHILDREN WITH ME,
YOUNG,
INNOCENT.
YOU KNOW THAT...
IF YOU KEEP YOUR CHILDREN YOUNG AND INNOCENT,
YOU'LL ROB THEM OF WHAT WE'VE FOUND.
[chuckles]
[rooster crowing]
LOOK HERE, STEEL IN THEM FIRING PINS
JUST AS GOOD AS THE DAY I BOUGHT IT IN '02.
OLD MAN, YOU DECIDED TO GO AFTER ALL?
NO, I'M JUST CARIN' FOR IT.
YES, SIRREE.
IT'S AS GOOD AS THE DAY I BOUGHT IT.
[car horn blowing]
THERE THEY ARE.
HERE WE GO.
CHARLIE AND HAWTHORNE.
THOSE OLD BOYS ARE RIGHT ON TIME.
ANY KIND OF A HUNT OR AN OPEN BOTTLE
AND CHARLIE SNEED'S FIRST ACROSS THE LINE.
CHARLIE SNEED'S A SOCIAL TYPE, MAMA.
(John) GOOD MORNIN', MEN.
MORNIN', MORNIN'!
BEAUTIFUL DAY. PRAISE THE LORD!
[hooting]
SPROCKET, ARE YOU AS GOOD AS YOUR DADDY?
CHARLIE, JOHN-BOY'S DECIDED HE WANTS TO BE CALLED BY HIS RIGHT NAME.
OK. JOHN-BOY, ARE YOU AS GOOD AS YOUR DADDY?
[imitating turkey]
OH, THAT BOY'S GONNA BE ALL RIGHT.
DON'T GO CALLIN' OUT LIKE THAT WHERE I CAN'T SEE YOU PLAIN.
I'M LIABLE TO MISTAKE YOU FOR THE REAL THING.
GOOD MORNIN', MR. WALTON.
YOU COMING WITH US?
MORNIN'. NOT TODAY, HAWTHORNE.
I'M TAKING POTATOES.
GOT PLENTY OF THINGS TO DO AROUND HERE.
[chuckles]
WHERE DID YOU GET THIS OLD BLUNDERBUSS, JOHN-BOY?
THAT'S AN OLD ONE MY DADDY USED TO HAVE.
YOU MEAN THIS OLD BEANSHOOTER STILL WORKS?
A LITTLE OFF AT THE SIGHT AND IT KICKS LIKE A MULE, BUT IT'S ALL RIGHT.
ANY TURKEY THAT COMES AROUND YOU
WILL AT LEAST HAVE A SPORTING CHANCE.
I RECKON.
MORNIN', CHARLIE.
(Charlie) HELLO, LIVIE.
HAWTHORNE.
MORNIN', MRS. WALTON.
THANK YOU, MRS. WALTON.
HOW'S YOUR FAMILY, HAWTHORNE?
OH, HUNGRY 24 HOURS A DAY AND GROWIN' LIKE WEEDS.
MINE, TOO.
YOU KNOW, THE GOSPEL SAYS:
"A MAN DOES NOT LIVE BY BREAD ALONE."
I PREACH IT BECAUSE I BELIEVE IT.
MY KIDS NEED BREAD AND MEAT
AND A PREACHER'S PAY DOESN'T PAY FOR NEITHER.
I SURE HOPE YOU GET A TURKEY TODAY.
OH, THANK YOU, MRS. WALTON.
JOHN-BOY, THIS BEING YOUR FIRST HUNT, I AIM TO WISH YOU LUCK.
THANK YOU, GRANDPA.
BUT YOU ARE GONNA NEED MORE THAN LUCK.
YOU TAKE THIS.
THAT'S YOUR GUN, GRANDPA.
UH,
THAT WAY, I FIGURE I AIM TO BE PART OF THIS HERE HUNT.
TAKE IT.
THANK YOU.
USE IT WELL, SON.
(Hawthorne) LET'S GO.
[car engine starting]
[barking]
[all imitating turkeys]
(Hawthorne) HEY, MAMA,
YOU GET THAT ROASTING PAN READY!
[sighs]
RECKLESS, SETTLE DOWN.
I COULD USE A CUP OF COFFEE, GRANDPA.
HOW ABOUT YOU?
MM-HMM.
[John laughing]
(John) COME ON, JOHN-BOY.
(John-Boy) I'M COMIN', DADDY.
PICK THEM UP, BOY! PICK THEM UP.
[panting]
(Charlie) SHOOO-WHEE!
WHAT AM I DOING RUNNING?
(Hawthorne) AND UPHILL.
YOUR DADDY STARTED IT.
WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, JOHN?
GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK?
I JUST FELT LIKE LIFTIN' MY HEELS.
NO LAW SAYS YOU HAVE TO DO THE SAME, CHARLIE.
NO.
[panting]
I SWEAR, I THINK THAT FIREPLACE
WILL BE STANDIN' LONG AFTER ALL OF US.
YOUR GREAT-GREAT-GRANDDADDY BUILT THAT FIREPLACE.
YOU KNOW THAT, JOHN-BOY?
YES, SIR.
YOU EVER SEEN HIM, DADDY?
NO. HE DIED LONG BEFORE I WAS BORN.
PAPA KNEW HIM, THOUGH.
HE SAID HE WAS THE BIGGEST MAN HE EVER SAW.
COMIN' TO THIS COUNTRY WITH NOTHING BUT A MULE,
A PLOW, AND A RIFLE.
AH, THEY BUILT MEN IN THEM PIONEER DAYS ALL RIGHT.
(John) BIG MEN, CHARLIE.
A MAN HAD TO BE HIS OWN CARPENTER, DOCTOR, HUNTER, UNDERTAKER,
YOU NAME IT.
BEEN ME, I'D GONE BACK
AND GOT ON THE FIRST BOAT HEADED FOR THE OLD COUNTRY.
HA. I EXPECT A FEW OF MY FOLKS DID EXACTLY THAT.
[all chuckling]
YOU JOKE ABOUT THAT, HAWTHORNE?
OH, JOHN, NOW YOU KNOW MY FOLKS HAD TO LEARN TO LAUGH TO KEEP FROM CRYIN'.
WELL, YOU CAN'T BLAME THAT ON ANY OF MY FAMILY.
I COME FROM A LONG LINE OF HORSE THIEVES.
CHARLIE, YOU KNOW YOU COME FROM A LONG LINE OF FARMERS
AND YOU KNOW IT WELL.
DON'T SPOIL MY REPUTATION.
(Charlie) A GIRL WOULDN'T LOOK AT AN OLD DIRT FARMER,
BUT SHE'D DANCE ALL NIGHT WITH A GOOD-LOOKIN' HORSE THIEF.
SHOOO-WHEE!
[all laughing]
(John) RIGHT, LET'S LOAD UP AND HUNT TURKEY.
THAT WHAT YOU SAY, BOY?
(John-Boy) YES, SIR, DADDY.
IS THIS OK, MARY ELLEN?
PERFECT.
YOU ALL ARE LEARNIN' REAL FAST.
WHEN ARE JIM-BOB AND ME GOIN' TO KNOW ENOUGH
SO WE CAN GO INTO THE BUSINESS FOR OURSELVES?
WELL, YOU'RE STILL APPRENTICES WHILE I'M TEACHING YOU THE JUNK BUSINESS.
OUGHT TO BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF, MARY ELLEN,
HAVING JIM-BOB AND ELIZABETH COLLECT STUFF AND YOU GETTING THE MONEY.
IT'S FAIR, ERIN. WE'LL ALL GET TO USE THE MITT.
YEAH, WHEN SHE AND G.W. HAINES AREN'T PLAYIN' WITH IT.
ELIZABETH, JUST LOOK AT YOUR HANDS!
THAT'S WHAT SOAP IS FOR, MISS PRISSY-PANTS.
I'M GOIN' TO TELL MAMA ON YOU.
(Mary Ellen) GO AHEAD, MISS DAINTY-DRAWERS.
MAMA, MARY ELLEN'S GOT JIM-BOB AND ELIZABETH WORKING FOR HER.
SHE'S GOT ELIZABETH JUST FILTHY,
AND NOW SHE'S CALLIN' ME NAMES.
MARY ELLEN, HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY MANAGE SO MANY THINGS AT ONCE?
I'M A GOOD ORGANIZER, MAMA.
[car approaching]
[metallic clanging]
LISTEN TO THE NOISE OF THAT WAGON.
IT'S LIKE HAVING YOUR OWN BAND.
[chuckles]
[birds chirping]
MRS. WALTON, GOOD MORNING.
GOOD MORNING, JAKE.
SO...
YOU'VE BEEN BUSY, MARY ELLEN?
YES, SIR.
REMARKABLE. REALLY REMARKABLE.
WHERE DO YOU FIND SUCH THINGS?
IF I TOLD YOU, YOU WOULDN'T HAVE TO BUY THEM FROM ME.
IF I EVER THOUGHT OF TAKING IN A PARTNER, SHE'D BE MY FIRST CHOICE.
[chuckles]
I'LL GIVE YOU 12 CENTS FOR THE LOT.
25 CENTS.
15 CENTS.
MAMA, LOOK.
JUST DON'T GET IN THE RAIN IN THAT THING.
(Mary Ellen) JAKE, YOU'VE BEEN NICE TO ME.
SHE'S GONNA BE REASONABLE.
22 CENTS.
22 CENTS!
IF THAT'S THE WAY SHE TREATS A PERSON WHO'S BEEN NICE TO HER...
17 CENTS.
I'LL LOSE MONEY, BUT MONEY ISN'T EVERYTHING.
MAMA, JIM-BOB'S MY HUSBAND.
20 CENTS, AND THE PARASOL AND HAT.
I SHOULD MAKE HER A PARTNER BEFORE SHE RUINS ME.
ALL RIGHT. 20 CENTS.
THE PARASOL AND THE HAT.
(Jim-Bob) THANKS, MARY ELLEN!
5,
10,
15.
IT'S NICE TO KNOW THE RICHEST GIRL IN THE COUNTY.
16, 17.
AND WHEN I'M BANKRUPT, DON'T FEEL TOO BAD.
18,
19,
20.
THANKS, JAKE. I'LL HELP YOU LOAD THE STUFF ON THE WAGON.
WHY DON'T YOU COME IN FOR A CUP OF COFFEE FIRST, JAKE?
I WOULDN'T MIND.
I HAD CIDER WITH IKE, THE RECI--
LEMONADE WITH THE BALDWIN SISTERS--
WHAT'S NEW WITH MISS EMILY AND MISS MAMIE?
THEY SAW A BEAR LAST NIGHT.
A BEAR?
AND THEY FOUND BLOOD, TOO.
MEANS HE'S WOUNDED.
(Mary Ellen) A WOUNDED BEAR, MAMA.
LIKELY IT'S GONE INTO THE HILLS TO DIE.
DON'T WORRY. DON'T WORRY.
[whining]
[barking]
[birds chirping]
OW!
[grunts]
I THINK I'VE TURNED MY ANKLE.
OW!
DON'T APPEAR TO BE NO BROKEN BONES.
TEST YOUR WEIGHT ON IT.
[grunts]
HURT BAD?
IT'S OK.
LOOK, SON,
THIS ISN'T THE ONLY TURKEY HUNT WE'LL BE HAVIN' THIS YEAR.
NO USE SUFFERIN'.
I'LL GO BACK TO THE TRUCK--
I CAN MAKE IT.
DON'T WANT YOU HURTIN' YOURSELF.
DADDY, I'M COUNTIN' ON GETTIN' A TURKEY, AND I'M GONNA BE JUST FINE.
SOME CRIME BEEN COMMITTED UP THERE?
I WAS JUST SNEAKIN' OFF TO THE STORE, MAMA.
WITHOUT A WORD TO ANYONE?
I SORT OF WANTED TO GO BY MYSELF.
IT'S MORE DREAMY.
AS WELL AS SELFISH NOT TO TAKE YOUR BROTHERS AND SISTERS.
MAMA, I NEVER GET TO BE ALONE.
IT IS HARDER TO DREAM IN A CROWD.
GO ON.
THANKS, MAMA.
[door closes]
[whines]
RECKLESS, WHAT'RE YOU DOIN' HERE?
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE TIED UP, BOY.
(John) WHAT'S HE DOIN' HERE?
LOOK, DADDY, IT MUST'VE BEEN A RABBIT.
WHAT'S LEFT OF IT.
AH.
BOBCAT, MOST LIKELY.
OR A FOX.
HAWK.
WHATEVER KILLED IT DIDN'T EAT ALL OF IT.
I EXPECT IT WAS A FOX THEN.
A FOX WILL KILL JUST FOR THE FUN OF IT.
I'VE SEEN A FOX MANY A TIME WORRY A RABBIT TO DEATH,
LIKE A CAT WILL A MOUSE.
(John) NOT MANY ANIMALS KILL
FOR THE SPORT OF IT, THOUGH, CHARLIE.
DON'T IT GIVE YOU A LITTLE QUIVER
WHEN YOU PULL THE TRIGGER, THOUGH, JOHN?
NO, SIR.
I'M JUST THINKIN', MEAT ON THE TABLE.
NOW, RECKLESS, HOW'D YOU GET OUT HERE, BOY?
HOW DID YOU GET UP HERE, HUH?
WHAT'RE YOU DOIN' UP HERE, YOU OLD HOUND DOG, YOU?
YOU BROKE THAT ROPE.
(John) YEAH. THAT'S A BOY.
YOU ALL RIGHT, SON?
100 PERCENT.
COME ON, RECKLESS, DURN YOU.
WHY DON'T YOU JUST GET ON HOME?
GO ON. GO ON, NOW. GET!
GET! GO!
MMM, SWEET POTATOES.
THOUGHT THEY'D GO REAL GOOD WITH TURKEY.
OH, YOU'RE WORSE THAN JOHN, YOU'RE ROASTING YOUR TURKEY BEFORE IT'S SHOT.
THERE'S AN OLD TOM TURKEY UP ON THAT MOUNTAIN.
MUST BE NEAR AS OLD AS I AM.
WELL, I SURE HOPE THEY DON'T BRING THAT ONE HOME.
BE TOUGH AS SHOE LEATHER.
IF THERE'S A TURKEY UP THERE, JOHN'LL BRING IT BACK.
DON'T SELL THAT BOY SHORT, NEITHER.
HE HAS A WALTON WAY WITH A GUN.
[turkey gobbling]
WE ARE GETTING CLOSE.
YOU ALL RIGHT?
HE'S YOUR BOY, JOHN.
NO MISTAKIN' THAT.
THIS BEIN' JOHN'S FIRST HUNT,
WHY DON'T WE LET HIM TAKE THE FIRST SHOT?
CERTAINLY.
COULDN'T BE NO OTHER WAY.
AHH, A PLAGUE TAKE THAT WORTHLESS SON OF SATAN.
A FEW SECONDS MORE
AND YOU'D HAVE HAD YOURSELF THE GRANDDADDY OF ALL TURKEYS, JOHN-BOY.
NOW, DON'T FRET. YOU'LL GET ANOTHER CHANCE.
[leaves rustling]
[turkey gobbling]
THERE.
NOW, BOY, NOW.
(John) NOW.
[squawking]
WHAT HAPPENED?
I JUST CAN'T DO THAT.
(John) YOU KNOW,
THE FIRST TIME I WAS EVER IN WATER OVER MY HEAD,
PAPA DECIDED IT WAS TIME I LEARNED TO SWIM,
SO HE THREW ME IN.
NOW, I'M NOT FORCIN' YOU INTO DEEP WATER BEFORE YOU'RE READY,
AM I, SON?
YOU SEE, I'M...
[clears throat]
I'M JUST TRYIN' TO UNDERSTAND,
MAYBE HELP YOU UNDERSTAND, TOO.
YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT KILLIN'
JUST FOR THE SPORT OF KILLIN', DON'T YOU?
I KNOW.
I'M NOT ONE OF THE MOST CHURCH-GOIN' MEN IN THE WORLD.
BUT TO ME...
LIFE IS A MYSTERY.
A SACRED MYSTERY.
(John) PART OF THAT MYSTERY SEEMS TO BE
THE STRUGGLE WE ALL HAVE TO STAY ALIVE.
TO KEEP LIFE IN OURSELVES AND IN--IN THOSE WE CHERISH,
SOMETIMES WE HAVE TO TAKE LIFE.
(John) THAT'S THE WAY IT IS WITH ALL LIVIN' ANIMALS,
RIGHT DOWN THROUGH THE WHOLE CHAIN OF LIFE.
TO ME, THAT'S WHAT-- WHAT THIS HUNT'S ABOUT.
NOW, DOES THAT MAKE ANY SENSE TO YOU AT ALL?
IT MAKES PERFECT SENSE TO ME.
YOU WANT TO TRY AGAIN?
I'M NOT FORCIN' YOU. I'M JUST ASKIN'.
DADDY, I DON'T THINK IT WOULD MAKE ONE BIT OF DIFFERENCE.
'CAUSE I'VE FOUND OUT ABOUT MYSELF NOW,
AND I'M NOT LIKE YOU OR GRANDPA.
I'M JUST COWARDLY, AND I'VE SHAMED YOU.
NOW YOU STOP TALKIN' LIKE THAT.
YOU STOP TALKIN' LIKE THAT NOW.
NOT SHOOTIN' SOME OLD TURKEY DON'T MAKE YOU A COWARD.
SOMETIMES IT TAKES A SIGHT MORE GUTS NOT TO DO SOMETHING
IF IT GOES AGAINST YOUR FEELINGS.
YOU'RE A WALTON.
YOU'RE A WALTON MAN,
AND YOU'VE NEVER DONE NOTHIN' YET TO SHAME ME.
YOU UNDERSTAND?
I JUST DON'T KNOW HOW I'M GOIN' TO EXPLAIN TO GRANDPA.
[snickering] GRANDPA.
HE UNDERSTANDS A LOT MORE THAN YOU THINK HE DOES.
[sniffing]
WELL...
CHARLIE AND HAWTHORNE WANT TO KEEP GOIN', PROBABLY.
WELL...
YOU MIND IF I JUST HEAD ON HOME?
CHARLIE. HAWTHORNE.
WELL, FELLOWS, I RECKON I'LL BE HEADIN' ON HOME NOW.
OLD ANKLE TROUBLIN' YOU, HUH, SON?
WELL, NO, CHARLIE, NOT EXACTLY.
JOHN-BOY DOESN'T OWE US ANY EXPLANATIONS.
NO.
AND Y'ALL CAN STAND AROUND AND JAW IF YOU WANT.
ME, I'M GOIN' AFTER THAT TURKEY.
IT IS A STRUTTING BEAUTY, FOR SURE.
OK.
I'LL SEE YOU AT HOME.
(Godsey) YOU KNOW, I'LL BE DANGED IF I'M NOT ALMOST AS EXCITED
ABOUT THIS DAY AS YOU ARE, MARY ELLEN.
YOU KNOW, IT SEEMS LIKE I'VE BEEN WORKIN' RIGHT ALONG WITH YOU
DURIN' ALL THESE WEEKS.
FACT IS, I THINK I'M MORE EXCITED ABOUT IT THAN YOU ARE.
YOU ARE EXCITED, AREN'T YOU, MARY ELLEN?
OH, I'M EXCITED.
WELL, IT'S YOURS.
ALL YOURS.
I GUESS ANYBODY WEARING THIS DRESS
WOULD BE BOUND TO LOOK PRETTY.
WELL, I... DON'T THINK IT WOULD LOOK TOO GOOD WITH A CATCHER'S MITT.
CATCH DOESN'T SEEM TO BE THE GAME G.W. WANTS TO PLAY ANYMORE.
MR. GODSEY, SINCE THE PRICE IS THE SAME,
CAN I HAVE THIS DRESS INSTEAD OF THE MITT?
YOU WANT THIS DRESS?
YEAH.
[crunching]
[cocking rifle]
[door rattles]
[knocks at door]
(Livie) MARY ELLEN, OPEN THIS DOOR AT ONCE.
WHAT ARE YOU DOIN' IN HERE WITH THE CURTAINS DRAWN?
WHAT'S THAT YOU GOT ON?
A NEW DRESS, AND I HATE IT.
LOOK AT ME, MAMA. JUST LOOK AT ME!
I'M LOOKIN'.
DID YOU EVER IN YOUR LIFE SEE ANYTHING SO PATHETIC?
THAT DRESS, IT'S, UM......
IT'S JUST NOT YOUR STYLE. IT, UH...
IT DOESN'T BRING OUT YOUR BEST FEATURES.
THAT'S FOR SURE. I'M A FREAK.
I BETTER GO RUN OFF WITH A CARNIVAL.
I'M NOT LIKE OTHER GIRLS AT ALL.
MARY ELLEN, YOU ARE NOT A FREAK.
YOU'RE A FINE-LOOKIN' GIRL.
NEXT DOOR TO BEIN' BEAUTIFUL.
YOU ONLY SAY THAT 'CAUSE YOU'RE MY MAMA.
HONEY, LISTEN.
TRYIN' TO BE SOMEBODY SHE'S NOT NEVER MAKES A PERSON HAPPY.
YOU'RE MARY ELLEN WALTON, NOT MARTHA ROSE COVERDALE.
THAT'S FOR SURE.
IF YOU LIKE YOURSELF, OTHERS ARE GONNA LIKE YOU, TOO.
EVEN BOYS?
ESPECIALLY BOYS.
[Livie chuckles]
MAMA, HOW COME YOU'RE SO SMART AND I'M SO DUMB?
COME LOOK IN THE MIRROR.
DO YOU SEE ANYBODY DUMB IN THERE?
MAMA, WOULD YOU HELP ME GET OUT OF THIS THING?
SURE.
MAYBE IF I TAKE IT RIGHT BACK,
MR. GODSEY WILL LET ME TRADE IT IN FOR MY CATCHER'S MITT.
[dog whining]
RECKLESS?
RECKLESS?
RECKLESS! WHAT HAPPENED, BOY?
WHAT HAPPENED?
RECKLESS.
I GOT YOU, RECKLESS. HERE WE GO.
HERE WE GO. COME ON.
DOWN HERE.
THAT'S ALL RIGHT. EASY, BOY, EASY.
EASY, RECKLESS.
[bear growling]
[growls]
DADDY?
YOU THERE? I'M HERE.
(John-Boy) DADDY?
[growling]
DADDY? YOU THERE?
JOHN-BOY,
DON'T MOVE.
STAY RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE, JOHN-BOY.
[loud growling]
[John grunting]
[shoots]
[John panting]
YOU'RE A GOOD MAN TO HAVE AROUND.
[panting]
GRANDPA'S GONNA HAVE A NEW STORY TO TELL.
IS RECKLESS OK?
YEAH.
EVERYBODY'S GONNA BE JUST FINE.
[munching]
AHH, MIGHTY GOOD TURKEY.
KIDS SEEMED TO THINK SO.
TOMORROW WE'LL HAVE A NICE TURKEY HASH.
THEN TURKEY SOUP.
WHEN DO WE GET THE BEAR STEAK?
WHAT DO YOU CARE? YOU CAN'T CHEW IT.
WELL, I'LL BE FOUND TRYIN'.
THAT WAS THE BIGGEST BEAR I'VE EVER SEEN
IN ALL MY BORN DAYS ON THE MOUNTAIN.
I DECLARE, ONE MINUTE DADDY WOULD BE ON TOP,
THE NEXT MINUTE THE BEAR WOULD BE ON TOP.
THERE WAS ONE TIME I LOST YOU ALTOGETHER.
WELL, I THOUGHT I WAS A GONER, I'LL TELL YOU.
[clattering]
YEP. HE WAS BROUGHT DOWN WITH YOUR GUN, GRANDPA.
WELL, A GOOD GUN'S A GOOD GUN.
IT'S THE MAN BEHIND IT THAT COUNTS.
AND WHEN IT'S A WALTON LIKE JOHN-BOY, WOW!
LIVIE, THESE MEN WILL BE SITTIN' HERE BRAGGING ALL NIGHT
IF WE DON'T TAKE THE DISHES AWAY.
WHERE DID MARY ELLEN GET TO?
MARY ELLEN IS WITH HER BOYFRIEND.
THAT'S RIGHT, I FORGOT.
BOYFRIEND? MARY ELLEN?
SHE'S TOO YOUNG FOR A BOYFRIEND.
COME HERE AND TAKE A LOOK.
[children whooping like Indians]
GOOD PITCH, G.W.
THAT'S G.W.
HE'S NO BOYFRIEND, HE'S JUST A FRIEND.
HAVE TO START SOMEWHERE.
[chuckles]
I BECAME NOT A HUNTER BUT A WRITER.
AND I HOPE A SOURCE OF SOME PRIDE TO MY FATHER.
FOR TO BE A GOOD HUNTER OR A GOOD WRITER,
ONE MUST KNOW WHY HE HUNTS OR WHY HE WRITES.
AND THE WHY OF IT ALL, FOR ME, LIES IN THAT HOUSE
AND IN THE MEMORY OF VOICES THAT RISE IN THE NIGHT,
AND WILL SWEETLY HAUNT MY LIFE FOREVER.
(Elizabeth) JOHN-BOY.
(John-Boy) WHAT DO YOU WANT, ELIZABETH?
YOU ASLEEP YET?
NOT YET.
WHAT'RE YOU DOIN'?
THINKIN'.
I'M PROUD YOU KILLED THE BEAR, JOHN-BOY.
ME, TOO.
GOOD NIGHT, JOHN-BOY.
GOOD NIGHT, HONEY.
(male narrator) IN A MOMENT, SOME SCENES
FROM THE NEXT EPISODE OF THE WALTONS.