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Laura: If I had
a remembrance book,

I would surely write about
the day we came to plum creek

and first saw the house
in the ground.

I can remember
pa and Mr. Hanson

and how they walked
and looked and talked

and how we wondered
what they said.

You know, there is
no hurry, Mr. Ingalls.

If I were in your
boots, I would think
on it and sleep on it.

Nothing to think
about, Mr. Hanson.
My mind's made up.

I'll be in walnut grove
tomorrow morning
to sign the papers.

All right,
I'll be at the mill.

-I'll see you then.
-Right.

-And thank you.
-Thank you.

Well, Ingalls family,
soon as you get done
soaking your feet,

we got a wagon
to unload.

We're home?

We're home.

Laura: Pa left plum creek
at daybreak and worked
all day in Hanson’s mill

earning lumber he needed
to build us a house.

Pet and Patty,
our team horses,

weren't big enough to
pull the plow pa needed
to break the prairie sod.

Though we were sorry
to see them go,

pa swapped them
to Mr. Hanson
for a span of oxen,

strong enough pa said
to pull the state of Iowa
10 miles into Minnesota

if you could find
a place to hitch them to.

[Hammering]

Pa came home at sunset,
and then he worked
by lantern light.

Ma said he ate his supper
while he was working,

and almost it was true.

Because it happened
mostly in the dark,

our house grew
like the mushrooms
we found in the woods.

It was kind of like we were
all holding our breath

and then one day our new house
was there, all done,

and it was moving-in day.

Can we go in now?

Not just yet.

Charles!

[Giggles]

We've all been in
the house 100 times.

No, but not today.
Today's special.

Can we go make
our bed?

Of course.

Don't forget
your pillows.

Mary: Our new bed's way
bigger than our other
one and softer, too.

This is the best house
we've ever had.

We have our own window,
and we can see the stars.

We're supposed
to be sleeping when
the stars are out,

and it will sure
be nicer to hear
the rain on the roof

than to have
it get us all wet.

Come on, you're
supposed to be helping
me make the bed.

Our own window.

A wood floor.
Real glass windows.

A room for the girls,
and one for us.

Don't forget--
a door that locks.

That, too.

Now if I hear
wolves at night,
I won't be afraid.

We've heard them
lots times before.

If you were afraid
I never knew it.

I was, but
I won't be now.

At least we don't have
to fear the weather.

Still have a mountain
of work to do and lots
of things we need.

A plow, a harrow,
and seed.

Carrie!

Uh-oh. Hey!
Come on now, munch.

Your room's
downstairs, OK?

I'm not too worried
about the harrow.

I can make one
that will work till I
can get a store-bought.

But plow and seed--

I'm going to have
to work that out
in town tomorrow.

How? We have
no cash.

Well, I'll work it
out. You let me worry
about it, all right?

All right.

Carrie!

I'll get her.

Hi.

Mary: Carrie, you're not
supposed to be up here.

How'd she climb
the ladder?

Pa: What are
you climbing around
the house for?

You know you're not
supposed to do that.

Guess she had
to see what was
up here though.

Bed all right?

It's soft.

Mary:
I love it, pa.

Good. Here,
let me try it.

Oh, hey, it's pretty nice
if I do say so myself.

How do you like
your room?

It's wonderful.

Yeah.
And I've decided
something.

What's that,
half-pint?

Home is the nicest
word there is.

One of the nicest,
that's for sure.

You like home?

Good.

'Cause we got one now.

Morning.
Working hard?

Morning, Ingalls.
Not too hard.

Mr. Ingalls,
good morning.

Mr. Oleson,
how you doing?

This is the fella
I told you about

I ran into
over at Hanson’s mill.

Ma'am.

What can I do
for you?

Well, I'd like a plow
and wheat seed,

enough for 100 acres.

I understand
you're building
a house out there.

Got it all finished
yesterday.

Start breaking sod soon
as I can get that plow.

I, uh, I don't have
any money right now.

I'd like to pledge
a share on my first crop.

We do give credit
to a few farmers

that we've known
for a long time,

but only to
a few of them.

There is a reason.
We need the money
to buy the things

that we need to
keep in business.

I understand.
Cash on a barrel,

and that's the way
I like to deal and wheel,

just as soon as I get
that first crop to sell.

Mr. Ingalls, do you
know how many families
move out here

and plant their crops
and run up more bills than
they can hope to pay for

and then skip out in
the dead of night? Hmm?

Now, I could show you
a whole drawer full--

Mrs. Oleson, I can
assure you I had
no intention of

running out
in the middle
of the night.

Thank you.

Mr. Ingalls, I--
there's really
no way that I can--

I understand.

Looking at my
fine plows, are you?

Yeah.

Would you be
needing one?

Sure could.
Name's Ingalls.

Liam O’Neil.
Pleased to know you.

Yeah, I need a plow
and seed, enough
for 100 acres.

Well, you've come
to the right man.

I sell only
the best.

I don't have any cash.

Then I'll thank you
for not wasting my time.

Yeah, I got something
you need more than money.

Have you now?

Well, what is it
that I could need or
use more than money?

Know-how. Enough to put
a new roof on that shed.

If it had been built
proper, it would
have never caved in.

I bought this business
for cash, and I'd no sooner
turned the money over

then the last snows
of winter came, and they
crashed in the roof.

I'll build you
a roof that will support
under any snow.

For a plow and seed.

That's right.

And who'll be
supplying the material?

Well, you will.

Well, in that case,
me lad, I'll be needing
a bit more on my side

to make the bargain even.

I'm freighting in
some sacks of grain
from Mankato.

You'd be stacking
those in the shed
and neatly, too.

Consider it done.

Satisfy me on one
thing more and we can
shake hands on it.

I see you working
at Hanson’s every day.

How you going to get
loose to work for me?

Already arranged
for that.

Work for you in the
morning, work for Hanson
in the afternoon.

You're biting off
a big piece.

I'll be after wanting
this done in 3 weeks.

It will be done.

Saying's one thing,
but doing's another.

You got my word
on it.

Ha ha. Well, if
something goes wrong,

your word is not
going to keep the rain
out of my shed.

I'm thinking I'll
be needing a bit
of collateral.

Like what?

I see you driving
a fair yoke of oxen.

Now, just keep it
businesslike.

You sign a chattel mortgage
leaving the animals to me

in case you don't do
the work as promised.

Now, no offense, Ingalls.
No offense meant at all.

It's just that
being burned once,
you fear the fire.

I was a believing man
once until a shed sworn
to be sound fell down.

I build a roof
and stack the grain.

In 3 weeks.

My hand on it.

And I hope you'll be
keeping your promise.

There's nothing
to worry about.

The house is all
finished except
for a cupboard

and a few shelves.

There's no hurry
about those.

All right, so I work
at O'Neil's for 6 hours.

I work 6 hours
at Hanson’s.
That's 12 hours.

That gives me plenty of
time for the plowing and
the rest of the chores.

With going and coming
and eating your lunch,

it's more like
15 hours.

With farm work
on top of that,

you won't
have any time to rest.

It's only
for 3 weeks.

It's a long time
to walk in your sleep.

I can do it.

I believe you can.

Mary, cut up Carrie's
hot cakes for her, please.

Laura's right there.
Why can't she do it?

Because she's going
to set a place
for her father.

Whoa, whoa, I haven't
got time to eat.

I'm late for work
already.

Oh, Charles,
you have to eat.

I had some cornbread
this morning.

Wait.

You can eat
these on the run.

All right, fine.

See you tonight!

I want molasses.

Yes, dear. Your father
forgot his lunch.

Here, Laura, run.
Catch him!

Pa! Pa! Forgot
your lunch!

Oh, thank you,
darling.

Have a nice day.

Morning.

Oh. Ingalls.

I'm doc baker.

We haven't met,
but Hanson pointed
you out to me.

Pleasure to meet you.
Got a little
rim trouble, huh?

The whole wheel's
fallen apart.

Well, I can wedge it
for you for now.

You can?

Sure.

I'd be in your debt.

No trouble at all.

And I thank you
for not pointing out it
wouldn't have happened

if I'd remembered
to soak the wheel
and swell the wood.

Ah, happens
to all of us.

Well, I was about
to start walking.

Not looking forward
to it,

having been up all night
with a new mother.

I'd be happy to pay you
for your time.

No, thank you. Just
a ride into walnut
grove will be fine.

Huh, you got it.

Hanson told me
you were a good man
to have around.

Mill work, building
your own house.

He told me you were
going to start repairing
O'Neil's shack.

Yeah, word gets
around fast.

In a town the size
of walnut grove,
quicker than scat.

I think you're
a welcome addition
to our community.

Thank you.

I hear you have
a nice family, too.

I think so.

[Loud whistle]

Doc: Ingalls.

Hey, doc.

You know, it's only
by the grace of god

a country doctor doesn't
cackle when he talks.

You'll never guess
how many times

my patients
pay their bills
with chickens.

I couldn't begin
to guess.

Course it could be I'm
perpetuating the system.

I've started more flocks
than I can remember.

I hope you
can use these.

Come on, it's just
a little added thanks

for your help
this morning.

Look, doc, it's not that
we can't use them--

go ahead and
take them, Ingalls.

Make the old man happy.

You know, he wouldn't
dare keep those chickens

because they would die
on him and then folks
would know he's a fraud.

Fraud! Why,
you old Billy goat!

You can't even blow
a whistle on time.

He's 3 minutes late.

Nej! You are
3 minutes early.

It's that
cheap watch of his.

Cheap, is it? Ingalls,
I'll have you know

this is a very
expensive chronometer

given to me
when I graduated
from medical school.

Oh, but if it's that old,
it's an hourglass.

When he graduated,
they didn't have watches.

You and your watch are
both older than I am--

[loud whistle]

Ma, the whistle's
blowing!

Laura, don't let
the stew boil dry.

As soon as I get
the oxen yoked up,

I want you and Mary
to take them to the
field for your father.

Laura: In my remembrance book,

I'd put down how pa used
every minute of daylight

and a lot of the dark.

He said he was
counting the days

till he could stay home
and just work the farm.

The rest of us only counted
the days till Sunday,

the lord's day,

when pa took us all
to church.

As I look out
on our congregation,

I must say I'm distressed.

Now, I see many
familiar faces,

but I also see
the absence of many others.

I see many wives here
without their husbands.

I'm sure if they had lost
a loved one during the week,
I'd have heard about it.

Now, we're all of us
sinners,

some to a lesser degree
than others,

but nonetheless sinners.

It is only by going
to church and asking
the lord's forgiveness

that we may be
cleansed of our sins.

Think upon that as
we sing our closing hymn...

Come, sinner, come.

♪ Come, sinner, come ♪

♪ why will you longer delay? ♪

♪ Jesus loves you ♪

♪ his love is true ♪

♪ he will not turn you away ♪

Laura: Mostly I like
church better than
Sunday school,

but not today.

Oh, why not?

Just because.

I know why.

Because reverend Alden
said,

"if you don't go
to church, you're a sinner,

and sinners
are punished."

Oh, I think he meant
people who never go
to church at all.

Then pa won't
be punished.

No, dear.
Your father's a good man.

He's worn out.
He needs to rest.

More than
he needs church?

Yes. He's tired.

There's pa!

You girls catch up
with Carrie.

Charles Ingalls!

Caroline!

You're back
already, huh?

Earlier than
expected, obviously.

Well, what are
you talking about?

You couldn't stay awake
to go to church, and
here you are working.

Oh, Caroline, I woke up
and you were gone.

I just couldn't sit
around the house
doing nothing.

Charles, the lord's
day is set aside for
worship and for rest.

Caroline, I got a field
to plow, and god isn't
going to plow it for me.

That is
sacrilegious!

Well, to you maybe,
but not to god.

He understands farmers.
Hyah!

I'm sorry I didn't
go to church.

You should
have gone to church.

That's why
I just said I'm sorry
I didn't go to church.

It's not church
I'm worried about.

It's you. You're
working much too hard.

No, the worst part
of it's over.

It's just
a little while now.

Come on,
bear with me, huh?

Time spent being
angry with you
is such a waste.

I'm sorry.

So am I.

Ingalls!

Ingalls!

Yeah.

I've been looking at your
time sheet, the days and
hours that you worked,

and your lumber bill.

Today at quitting time,
I owe you half a dollar.

You surprised?

No, not surprised.
Pleased is the word.

I've been keeping
track myself.

Kind of like climbing
a mountain.

You can't wait
till you get to the top.

Ha ha ha! Ja,
I am pleased, too.

You've been
working hard.

How's the work
coming at O'Neil's?

All but finished.

I tell you what,
when you get
finished over there

and you get
yourself a rest,

if you want to,
come and work
half-days for me.

I would like that.

I'd like it, too.

Good. Ha ha!

Thank you.

Caroline!

What is it?

Well, I am home.
That's what it is.

And I'm starving.
Woman, get my supper
while I wash up.

[Humming]

Ah, that's good!

You're really
feeling good.

Oh, it's a fine day.

Where are the girls?

In bed.

In bed! The sun's
hardly down.

A little early
to be putting them
into bed, isn't it?

Well, it just seemed
easier and quieter if
they weren't underfoot.

I'll get your supper.

Have I been that bad?

I do remember telling
them to be quiet
a couple of times.

A couple.

A few.

4.

I'm sorry.

Why don't you get
my supper, and I'll be
down in a minute.

Welcome home.

Get my supper.

Kind of early to
be asleep, isn't it?

Well, we weren't
quite asleep, pa.

Oh, that's good.
I thought I might
tell you a story.

-Yes, pa!
-Oh, please, pa!

All right,
let me see.

Oh, yeah, I've got one
about a grumpy farmer.

See, this grumpy farmer
used to get up every
morning before sunrise

and stomp off to work.

Sometimes he'd even
forget to say good-bye

to his wife and his
3 pretty little girls.

And every night
when it got dark,

his wife would put
his 3 pretty girls
to bed real early

so he wouldn't grump at
them when he got home.

That made the whole
family feel kind of sad

'cause they could
remember when he used to
have time for his wife

and time to play
games with his 3
pretty little girls,

even take them
to church.

So one day that
farmer looked around
and said to himself,

"farmer,
you're a grump."

And he finished
all of his work,
almost all of it,

he came home, and he
told his pretty wife
and his 3 pretty girls

that tomorrow he was
going to take them

on the biggest,
bestest all-day
picnic of all time.

Oh, thank you, pa!

I promise not
to be a grump.

Charles: Hurry up, the last
one down's a rotten egg!

Come on, Jack,
we're going to win!

[Laughing]

Hey, look!

It's higher than
some of the birds.

A lot higher.

I didn't know pa
could fly a kite.

I didn't either, Mary.

I'll get it!

Charles!

Charles.

No.

Ohh.

Don't move.

Laura, run get
Mr. Hanson.

Tell him pa needs
Dr. Baker and a wagon!

Hurry!

Never ceases to
amaze me the ways man
can find to hurt hisself.

Climbing trees!
Wonder you didn't
break your neck.

Couldn't hurt any
worse than this does.

All right.

Now into bed.

Easy.

Ohh.

Painful, huh?

Just a wee bit, doc.

Well, that's to be expected
with 4 broken ribs.

But you'll mend fast.
You'll be up and moving
around in a week, 10 days.

Ja, the rest
will do you good.

I can't spend a week
in bed. I got a lot
of work to do.

You do what
the doc tells you.

I will talk
to O’Neil.

The grain stacking
can wait.

It's not just
stacking the grain.

I got plowing
to do, I got work
in the barn.

It will have to wait.

I'll check back
in a couple of days,
Mrs. Ingalls.

Thank you, doctor.
I'll see you out.

You stay in bed.

You girls don't let
the cornbread burn.

You're looking better.

I'm feeling better.

That soup smells good.

Can I ask you
a favor?

Mmm.

I don't want you
to go out and do any
plowing anymore.

We've already
talked that out.

No, I talked, but
you didn't listen.

The field has to
be harrowed before
it can be planted.

Now, god isn't
going to do it.

Laura:
Cornbread's done, ma.

Coming, dear.

That isn't sacrilegious.
You said it.

If god understands
farmers, he understands
farmers' wives.

Mrs. Ingalls.

Yes.

I'm Liam O’Neil.

Your husband contracted
to do some work for me.

Yes, how are you?

Troubled, ma'am.
Your husband left a
sight of work undone.

He was hurt. Dr. Baker
told him to stay in bed.

Yes, I am sorry that
I am to hear that,

but that has nothing
to do with the
matter at hand.

A chattel mortgage,
ma'am. Your husband
signed it,

guaranteeing that
the work would
be done on time

or the yoke of oxen
would forfeit to me.

Well, the work wasn't
done, and that's the
plain and simple fact.

I know, Mr. O'Neil,
but Mr. Hanson was
supposed to tell you

my husband was hurt.

Hurt has nothing to
do with the matter.

Your husband failed
to do as he promised,

and now the oxen are
mine, so I've come
to pick them up.

Please don't do this.

I know how you feel.
Truly I do.

But if your husband was
in my position, he'd do
exactly the same thing.

I'm sorry.

Sullivan!

Dr. Baker said
you weren't to
get out of bed.

He said lots of things.

Please, just tell me
what O’Neil said when he
showed you the mortgage.

He said you hadn't
done the work.
The oxen were his.

Now there
wasn't anything
I can do about it.

There isn't anything
you can do about it.

I never should
have signed it.

But you did sign it,
and you can't fight it.

Now please go
back to bed before
you hurt yourself.

No, Mr. O'Neil
and I are going
to have another talk.

-This isn't over.
-But it is!

No, it isn't,
'cause I'm not
going to let it.

We lose those oxen,
I can't make a crop.

I can't make a crop,
we lose everything.

It happened to me
in Kansas. It's not
going to happen here.

Go home, Jack.
Go home.

[Hammer pounding]

Dorfler, if it's
all right with you,

I'll give you some
chickens in payment
for this shoeing job.

I got more chickens
now than I can use.

Half my customers been
paying me with chickens.

I never thought of that.

Well, look who's here.

Ingalls.

I thought you said
he was going to be
in bed for a while.

That's where
he should be.

Well, Ingalls, you're
looking poorly, lad.

I didn't come here to
talk about my health.

'Twas only
a politeness.

I want to see
the mortgage.

You did when
you signed it, lad.

Then I'll see
it again. Now.

Ah, 'tis the date
you're wondering about.

The contract
expires tonight.

Then the oxen
are still mine.

Well, for a few
wee hours more,
till midnight.

I was out your way
on another matter.

I knew that you
wouldn't be able to
keep your promise here.

So you stole the oxen.

Well, no, lad, I was
just doing you a favor,

saving you a trip
into town.

If you want to do me
a favor, you'll give me
a couple more days.

Oh, sorry as I am, by the
look of you, it would take
a lot more than that.

Besides, when
a bargain is struck
and a paper signed,

all parties have
to abide by it.

Well, I intend to. I got
till midnight to keep
my end of the bargain.

I got a lot of stacking
to do. I best get at it.

Wonder what
he's up to.

It looks like he's
going back to work.

Hmm.

Pa! Pa!

Mary...half-pint,
I want you to go home.

Hear me, I want you
to go home.

Come on. We'll do it.

Now, fellers, now,
this is all a mistake.

Look, I never meant
to take advantage.

Uh, look...

It was a business deal.
Now, that's all it was,
was just business.

I--uh--when I saw
the poor lad fall down
and him and that sack,

and then the wee
ones, they're coming
to help their pa.

Look, well, I swear
on my mother's grave,

I was going to give
the oxen back.

Go slowly now, Ingalls.

It's the way
the oxen like it.

My thanks
to all of you.

Oh, it did us good
to sweat a little.

I just wish
there was some way
I could repay you.

Uh, ja, there
is something.

Um, we've been thinking
of holding a plowing
and harrowing contest

at the church on Sunday,

and it would be
a favor to us if
we could use your land.

Got a deal.

Deal.

Thank you.

Come on,
let's go home.

Uh-huh.

You're still
3 minutes early.

Laura: That was our
happiest homecoming ever.

Pa said he was glad
we'd come to live on
the banks of plum creek,

because here he'd
harvested a crop he
didn't know he'd planted--

a harvest of friends.