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In those trying years of the Depression,

the achievements
of any Walton family member

were a source of pride for all of us.

But the visit to our home
of an extraordinary young man

gave us all a new,
and perhaps more balanced perspective

in our views toward academic brilliance.

It happened on a weekend when
we were getting ready for a church bazaar.

- Jason!
- Hey!

- Have a good day?
- Yeah, how about you?

It was all right. Come on.

- Smell something?
- Yeah. Let's go!

- Hi, Mama. Hi, Grandma.
- Hi, Jason.

Get away from the stove.
This is burning hot.

That's what I thought I'd smelled.
English toffee.

Looks good, Granny. Can we have some?

- Who are you calling "Granny"?
- What's wrong with "Granny"?

Well, it just sounds old.

I know I'm no spring chicken,

but I'm still in the prime of life,
remember that.

Can we have some candy, Grandma?

No, you can't.

It's all for the bake sale.
You can buy some on Sunday.

That sounds crazy to me.

Making candy and buying it back again?
You're spending money twice.

We get paid for the ingredients
out of the proceeds, Ben,

so we make out all right.

- Where's Mary Ellen?
- She's selling tickets for the bazaar.

Grandma, when we gonna make fudge?

Later. John-Boy is picking up
the chocolate and sugar on his way home.

Why not charge the money to the church
and keep the cash?

- You do have a head for business, Ben.
- Well, better go work on my homework.

How's your play coming, Erin?

I just wish you hadn't talked me
into giving Jason

the part of Captain Baudricourt.
I know he's not going to learn it.

Last night
he wouldn't even read the script.

Tom Waggoner would've been
just perfect for the part.

Speaking of Jason, has anybody seen him?

He's working out in the mill.

Mama, do you think
Daddy will come home this weekend?

You read his letter, Erin, he'll be working.

Do you think Grandpa could make me

some kind of suit of armor
for my costume?

If he can spare the time.

But you better ask him quick.
He's working on those boots.

What kind of play are you doing
where a girl wears armor?

Joan of Arc.

The greatest military genius
who ever lived, and she was a saint.

Well, now, how can somebody
be a military genius,

killing people and all and still be a saint?

"Joan, you are the fairest maiden
that has ever delighted these weary eyes.

"But, alas, I fear no man on earth
can lift the siege of Orléans,

"much less a frail lass of thy innocence!"

You're saying it all wrong.

You really expect me to say stuff like that?

Well, it's the way you say it, stupid.
Recite it right, Jason. It's pure poetry.

Pure pain in the neck, you mean.
The whole dumb play.

Miss Forrester, I think
Dean Beck wants to see me.

- It'll be just a minute, Mr. Walton.
- Thank you.

Hi.

- Hi, John, how's it going?
- Mighty fine.

- Mr. Walton.
- Thank you.

- Neighbor Walton.
- Neighbor Beck.

- Well, how are you?
- Fine, thank you, sir.

I don't get to see half enough of you
around here anymore.

- Sit down. Sit down.
- Thank you very much.

How is the family?

They're fine, thank you.
They ask after you often.

And how is the woodcutting business?

Well, that could be a little bit better.

Daddy's had to
take a job in Norfolk temporarily.

No serious problems I hope.

No, nothing more than is usual these days.

I suppose you want to see me
about my physics grade.

Partly.

Your... Your grades are passing so far.

But frankly, with your scholarship
coming up for review,

I'd sure like to see an A in these records.

Make it a lot easier for me to back up
my recommendation for your scholarship.

Well, we didn't have too much
advanced math in Miss Hunter's class,

but I'm working hard to make it up.

Well, I'll tell you something,
neighbor Walton,

as far as I'm concerned,
the laws and postulates of physics

rank very high among
the world's unfathomable mysteries.

Nevertheless, the subject is required.

And there is a young man on campus
who I think could be of great help to you.

Well, I'd certainly appreciate
any help I can get.

Well, I'm sure this student can help you.

But if you don't mind, I'd like
to attach a condition to the arrangement.

I would like you to return the favor
by giving him some help, too.

Well, certainly. I'll be happy to.
What subject?

Take him home with you
over the weekend.

The young man's name is Lyle Thomason.

Lyle just turned 16 years of age,
and he's a sophomore.

He's 16 and he's a sophomore?

Very likely, within six or eight weeks
he'll be a junior

and probably graduate within a year.

Well, I don't see
how I could help anybody like that.

Well, I think you can help him a great deal.

Now, I realize
this is an imposition on your family.

But if you think
your parents wouldn't mind,

I'd appreciate it a great deal.

Well, sure, I'll take him home.
I don't think they'd mind.

But I still don't really understand
what his problem is.

Well, I think the young man's problem
will become apparent to you very quickly.

But I don't think you should treat him
as if he has a problem, understand?

- No, frankly.
- You will, Walton.

Just take him home to your family
and when you...

John Walton,
may I present Lyle Thomason.

Hello again.

The house is just
a few more miles up here,

but we're gonna stop off
at the General Merchandise store first,

if that's all right with you.

I've got to pick up some chocolate
and some sugar for my mother.

Church is having a bazaar on Sunday,

and Grandma and my sisters
are gonna make some candy.

One of my sisters is gonna act in a play
that she wrote

about Joan of Arc.

Where's your home, Lyle?

Emporia.

Emporia. You usually go back there
on the weekend?

No.

I usually spend my weekends
in the library.

But sometimes Dr. Ryland
lets me use the chemistry labs.

Chemistry. That's your major, huh?

No.

Dr. Ryland discussed nephelometric
analysis in a paper he wrote last year.

I'm doing some experiments
to test the validity of his conclusions.

What is that?

Nephelometric analysis, what is that?

It's a means to measure
the turbidity of a solution,

and determine the effect the turbidity has
on the transmission of light.

Oh.

You want to come on in?

It's not much,
but it's the only store we've got.

- Hey.
- Hey, John-Boy, how's tricks?

Not bad.
I'd like you to meet Lyle Thomason.

He's gonna spend the weekend with us.
This is Ike and Corabeth Godsey.

How do you do?

Nice to meet you, young man.

John-Boy, what can we do for you?

My mama wants five packages of cooking
chocolate and 10 pounds of sugar.

Your mama making fudge, John-Boy?

No, my grandma is gonna make some.
I want some of this candy here, Ike.

Esther's rightfully famous for her fudge.

Mr. Godsey, you'll have to buy me some
at the bazaar.

I certainly will, sugar lump.

And you make sure
that you tell your grandma

to save some of that fudge for me.

You know, when I got to the bazaar
last year, it was all gone.

- I'll do that, Ike.
- I'm making divinity.

It's from an old family recipe.
I brought it all the way from Doe Hill.

We'll be sure to buy some, Corabeth.

I got the sugar here, honey,
you put the chocolate in there.

Hey, Lyle.
Why don't you give your luck a try?

No. The statistical probabilities
of winning any money are very small.

A person would be foolish
to waste a nickel against such odds.

I don't know about that.

Easy Jackson,
he's a local fellow around here,

- he won a jackpot last week, didn't he?
- Yeah, he sure did.

You remember last year,
I think it was in the summertime,

Miss Emily Baldwin won the jackpot
two times in one afternoon?

That's right.

All you got to do is get one of those
cherries there on the right-hand side

and you win four nickels.

Mr. Godsey, I don't think the young man
is interested in a game of chance.

It appears there are seven symbols
on each of the drums.

Therefore, it would cost 35 cents
to get back 20.

Yeah.

But if you get the three bars there,
you get a whole hatful of money.

Well, the probability of getting
three identical symbols is

49-to-1 against you.

And the chance of getting
three bars and a jackpot

is only one in 343.

Young man, are you suggesting that
we are taking unfair advantage of people?

I don't think
he means any kind of criticism, Corabeth.

Considering the aggregate sum
of the various probabilities,

the machine would be returning
$8.75 for every $10 put into it.

Of course, that's assuming
there have been no adjustments designed

to return less than chance would predict.

Therefore, if a person induced people
to play the machine by promising a profit,

it would certainly be
fraudulent misrepresentation.

I do vow and declare.

- John-Boy...
- We better get on back to the house, Lyle.

Come on.

We'll see you all later. Bye.

Bye.

Mr. Godsey, are you going to
allow that remark to go unchallenged?

Corabeth, I don't rightly know
exactly what he said.

I don't think
you should've said those things, Lyle.

I'm sure my figures are correct.

In fact, it's possible

there were even more than
seven fruit symbols on each of the drums.

I couldn't see them very well.

But in that case, the probabilities
of winning are even smaller.

Sounded kind of insulting to me.

Sounded like
you were accusing them of cheating.

The man should post a sign
explaining the statistical probabilities.

Some people aren't aware of them.

- Grandpa.
- Hi.

Grandpa, this is Lyle Thomason.

- Lyle, huh?
- Yeah.

I'm happy to meet you, young man.

- You also a writer?
- No.

No, Lyle's gonna help me out
with my physics this weekend.

Oh, is that so?

- I didn't know you took physics, John-Boy.
- Oh, yes.

The only physics I ever took
was stewed prunes.

You're gonna get used to it.
Grandpa loves to make puns.

Sometimes he just gets started
and goes on for days.

Well, you just make yourself
at home around here, young man.

I'm happy to have you.

You've just won a great battle.

So you march proudly
into the Captain's office,

then you turn this side,
put down your sword,

and then I come in.

- Hey, John-Boy.
- Hey.

We don't want to interrupt your rehearsal
or anything, but this is Lyle Thomason.

This is Jim-Bob and Ben
and Jason and Erin Walton.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Well, go on ahead.
We don't want to disturb anything.

You're not disturbing anything.

All right. Let's try it again.

Listen, Erin, can I maybe just
play my guitar

for background music or something?
I don't want to do this.

Grandma, I hope there's gonna be
some room on that stove

for me to start supper pretty quick.

- This is the last batch.
- Hey.

- Did you remember the chocolate?
- Yes, I did.

- Sugar?
- Yes, it's right in here.

I'd like you to meet Lyle Thomason.

This is my mama, my grandma,
Elizabeth, and Mary Ellen.

I hope you'll excuse the mess.

Mama, if it's all right, I've asked Lyle
to spend the weekend with us.

Dean Beck suggested that he come home
and help me with my physics.

We're happy to have you, Lyle.

Good. Well, we better go upstairs
and put your stuff in my room.

Come on.

Grandma, can we make the fudge now?

- Not until I start supper, you can't.
- No.

You can have the bed.

There's a cot down in the barn
and I'll get that for myself.

I usually like to sleep
with the window open.

If that gets too cold for you,
you just let me know.

Why does your grandfather
like to make puns?

I don't know. I guess he thinks it's fun.

There's really only one part of physics
that I'm having trouble with.

And that would be vector analysis.
Most people have trouble with that.

Vectors are simply
graphic representations

indicating the magnitude
and direction of forces.

Most of the problems can be simplified

by resolving the vectors
into components of right angles

to obtain the component
of a resultant force in a given direction.

There's one problem in particular
that I mean.

A 900-pound weight lifted by a crane
with its boom 30 degrees from vertical.

Yeah.

To calculate the horizontal pull
on the upper cable,

you assume that it is one side

of a 30, 60, 90-degree triangle.

Thus, the Pythagorean theorem
simplifies it to the equation,

x square plus 900 square
equals four x square.

Therefore, x is equal to 300,
times the square root of three,

which is 519.6.

You're... So, you're taking
the course, too, huh?

No.

Well, how did you
recognize the problem here that, that...

I glanced through that book once
a couple of years ago.

I'm gonna get the...
I'm gonna get the cot from the barn, okay?

You just make yourself at home.

- Hey, John-Boy.
- Grandpa.

Say, what is it that Dean Beck
wants you to do for that new boy?

What?

What does the dean want you to do
with that new boy you have here?

I don't really know.

Don't talk much, does he?
Does he ever say anything? He shy?

I don't think he's shy.

He had a lot to say down at Ike's
about that slot machine.

Those infernal slot machines.

I don't blame about that.
One-armed bandits with a license to steal.

He's like
some kind of Martian or something.

The way he looks at you
from out of those glasses,

it's like he's examining you
from under a microscope.

He's landed here
amongst a mess of strangers,

maybe he'll loosen up after a while.

Well, I hope so.

Young man, I think you best sit over there
in the middle of the table.

That way you can reach out
and get your hands on any food you want.

Looks good...

Thank you.

It would seem impractical
to crowd everyone in on the side

and leave one chair vacant.

Well, that's Daddy's place.
He's away working in Norfolk.

Grandma, would you
say the blessing tonight, please?

Join hands.

Join hands.

Lord, we thank you for this food

and for all the gifts
you have bestowed on this family.

We humbly ask thy blessing,

and thank you for making us aware
of thy everlasting presence.

- Amen.
- Amen.

Pass the hot dogs.

Do you have
any brothers and sisters, Lyle?

No, I don't have any.

And just what does your daddy do
to make a living down there in Emporia?

He used to be a blacksmith.
But he lost his shop several years ago.

- It was in 1932.
- Oh, what a shame.

They must have mighty fine schools
down there in Emporia.

I didn't go to school in Emporia.

Where did you go to school, young man?

When I was five years old, my teacher
took me to the University of Virginia

for some psychometric tests.

- Then I went to Chicago.
- Why Chicago?

A special school.

Most of the time, I was being tested
and interviewed by psychologists.

I spent 10 years there.
It was very interesting.

When did you see your parents
in all that time?

Almost every year
I went home for two or three days.

That's all?

Must've been hard on you.

Now you're closer,
so you get to see them more often.

I don't go home very often.

My mother and father can't read or write.

And they moved, too,
since they lost the shop.

Somewhere near the edge of town.

Well, I'll tell you something.
Lyle's a real wiz in physics.

Boy, he can remember problems
word for word he hasn't seen in years.

What's your secret, Lyle?

I have a photographic memory.

Dr. Elliot at the University of Chicago
thought it was very interesting.

My IQ is so high they don't have any test
that can measure it.

It's unusual in such cases
for a subject such as myself

to have a photographic memory.

Well, well. I knew a man once
who had a phonographic memory.

He said "photographic,"
not "phonographic."

Yes, Esther, phonographic memory.

He never could forget a song
once he heard it on the Victrola.

- Lyle, would you like some corn bread?
- Yes.

This food is good.

Thank you very much, Lyle.

I, too, shall partake of more legumes

if yon fair maiden
will transport the vessel hence.

- What?
- Yeah, me, too, sire.

I, too, my Lord.

I'm glad to hear that you fellows
seem to be enjoying your sister's play.

Well, I'll tell you one thing.
It's improved your language already 100%.

I hope you'll come to church with us
on Sunday, Lyle, and to the bazaar.

I don't go to church.

How'd you get out of it?

I have no reason to go.

Don't you believe in God?

He didn't say that.
He just doesn't go to church.

- But you are a Christian?
- No.

There's no reason
why he has to be a Christian.

Most of the people in the world
aren't Christians.

In fact, if we'd all been born in India,
we'd probably all be Hindus.

That makes it even worse.
He was born right here in Virginia.

But that doesn't mean
he doesn't believe in God.

What do you believe in, Lyle?

Primitive people manufacture
gods and religions

to account
for unexplained natural phenomena.

But superstitious beliefs and religions
are a hindrance to scientific thought.

Intelligent people avoid them.

On the other hand, no one's ever proved
that God doesn't exist, have they, Lyle?

That would be trying to prove a negative,

which is logically impossible.

You see, unless a positive concept
is first established and proven,

a negative cannot be defined.

Thus, the negative concept cannot be
subjected to analysis for verification.

When you reach the end of your days
and face your maker,

you're gonna hear more negatives
than you ever realized existed.

Now, Esther. He's young.
He might get over it.

Don't "now, Esther" me.
I know when I'm being called stupid.

"Superstitious beliefs."
Some things have to be taken on faith.

Professor Carlton hypothesizes that...

I won't hear
any more blasphemies in this house.

Stay.

When dinner's over, we're... Grandpa and I
are gonna go down to the church

and fix up some booths for the bazaar.
You want to come and help us out?

No.

Eat your supper.

- Don't do that.
- Why not?

You'll shake all the parts loose.

I may shake it all back together again.
It's not working the way it is right now.

I bet you it's the crystal.

I bet you don't even know
where the crystal is.

I do, too. That's the crystal right there.

- It is not. That's the crystal.
- That's right.

Who built the set?

- We all put a hand into it.
- Yeah, but it doesn't work now.

Try it again.

This antenna's too short
and it's not attached properly.

Jason needed some wire,
so he cut the antenna in half.

Well, the antenna should be as high
and unobstructed as possible.

However, since your antenna's so short,

I think we may use an expedient.

Lyle, what are you doing?

Bedsprings make an excellent antenna.

Strange as it may seem, the antenna
may serve two opposite purposes.

At the transmitting station,
the antenna sends out into space

radio waves which have been converted
from sound waves by the transmitting set.

Sure, Lyle, whatever you say.

At the receiving end,
the antenna catches the radio waves

and leads them into the receiver

where they are converted
into sound waves again.

Actually, it is possible
to construct certain special arrays

known as "beams,"
which greatly magnify...

the signal.

You still writing that letter to Daddy?

Seems so much to tell him.

I wrote one. Here,
would you mind sending it with yours?

It's going to be a sizable envelope.
This is from Elizabeth.

She must've spent hours
making all those X's and O's.

Jim-Bob signed his name
under "Miss you."

- Yeah.
- Erin's is as thick as a book.

You got a lot of postage there.

I don't care how much it costs

as long as your Daddy knows
how much we miss him.

Good night.

Hi.

What're you doing?

Just putting some notes down
before they fly out of my head.

What are these notes for?

I'm writing a novel about the Mountain.

I find most novels a waste of time.

Oh, really?

Most of them present highly
romanticized representations of life.

Still, you ought to be given credit

for taking on such a task
at a comparatively young age.

Well, thank you very much.

You comfortable here?

Yes, I'm fine.

I was surprised that you asked me
to come to your house for the weekend.

Dean Beck said that I would enjoy it.

Well, are you enjoying yourself?

I don't get along with people very well.

I never had any brothers or sisters.

All the time I lived in Chicago,
I never had any friends

except psychologists and professors.

I guess everyone thought I was different.

You're smarter than anybody I know.

Yes, that's true.

Your sister seems to be very intelligent.
The oldest one.

- Mary Ellen?
- Yes.

Yes, she is bright.

Most girls seem to have
no interest in intellectual matters.

They're very hard to talk to.

- Do you have trouble talking to girls?
- Sometimes.

What do you usually discuss with them?

As in the case of your sister.

What kind of things
should I talk to her about?

Well, I don't know. You just talk about
what you think might interest her.

I mean, Mary Ellen has lots of interests.

I was at the World's Fair at Chicago once.
They had lots of interesting exhibits.

You see, that's perfect.

Mary Ellen always likes to keep up
with what's going on in the world.

It's a great idea.

Come along.

The sad thing about him is, Grandpa,

he seems to know
he rubs people the wrong way.

That shows there's some hope
for the boy genius.

I'd just like to see him smile
every once in a while.

I don't see
how you can think he's so smart.

He don't even laugh at my jokes.

You gonna need me much longer?

Oh, no. But I would like you'd try on
that armor I made there for Erin.

- I want to see how it looks.
- That's what that is.

- How do I put it on?
- Slip it over your head.

- Which way? This way?
- Try it on.

I'll tell you, I don't think Erin's
ever gonna get that play put on,

the way she's having trouble
with her actors.

They all keep complaining
till the curtain goes up

and then they'll start putting on the dog.

I think this looks great, Grandpa.

Yeah, you can run along now.

I know you're anxious to get back to
the physics and that boy genius of yours.

Well, I am, but I'm not too sure about him.

I think he's got a crush on Mary Ellen.

I wouldn't be at all surprised.

She's about the only one of the family
that's spoken up for him.

I reckon he's human after all.

I wouldn't be too sure about that.

Well, one thing's for sure.

His mind
isn't on vector analysis right now.

Hello, Lyle.

At the Chicago World's Fair they had some
hybrid turnips that weighed six pounds.

They grew them without soil,
in water treated with chemicals.

Is that so?

- It was very interesting.
- I'll bet.

They also had a display

demonstrating
the synthetic ammonia process

for making fixed nitrogen for fertilizers.

Most of the nitrates for fertilizer
used to come from Chile.

But now almost all fertilizer
is manufactured synthetically.

Lyle, is that what
you came out to the garden for?

To talk to me about manure?

They also had an astronomical exhibit.

Since they found the planet Pluto in 1930,

some astronomers believe
there are even more planets beyond that.

Well, maybe if they keep searching,
they'll discover a planet with life on it.

They don't search for them visually.

They usually find new planets
through mathematical calculations

based on the irregular motion
of other planets.

Then they fix the probable position
before they even attempt to look...

Why'd you do that?

Because I felt like it.

But I'm all wet.

Yes, the evidence
would seem to indicate that.

- I guess I better get some dry clothes.
- That would be a good idea.

I think I'll do that now.

To me it looked like the romance is over
before it got started.

Yeah, she tried to baptize him
into the human race.

Didn't work.

And this maiden,

who claims to hear the voice
of Saint Catherine and Saint Margaret,

is guilty of witchcraft and hearsay
and must be put into irons.

"Heresy," Ben.
I keep telling you it's her-esy!

If you don't do these things right,
you're just gonna make fools of yourselves

in front of everybody
and ruin the whole play.

Well, if you want everybody
to laugh at you, then it's fine with me.

I don't understand this.

She just won the battle for them
and they're all mad at her.

Don't you see?

Because she is pure and inspired.
And she's a saint.

Men can't stand
for a woman to be so perfect,

so they're gonna burn her at the stake.

That wouldn't be such a bad idea.

Hey!

Hey, Blue.

Lyle.

Lyle...

I've been thinking about
one of those problems there.

You know, the one with the
100-pound force and the 32-degree angle.

Would I use the sine function
or the cosine function for that?

Cosine of 32 degrees times
the tangent of 48 degrees.

The answer is 0.9418.

Your sister sprayed me with water.

All I did
was tell her about the World's Fair.

I know. Probably means she likes you.

No, really. I mean, if she didn't like you
she'd probably just ignore you.

Unless she was mad at you.

Is there some reason that
she should be mad at you?

No. She seemed to think it was amusing.

That probably means she likes you.

That doesn't make any sense.
It's not logical.

I know it's not logical,
but it's probably the truth.

If people show their friendship
by attacking each other,

it's not surprising
there's so much conflict in the world.

Obviously, there was an emotional basis
for your sister's behavior.

Such actions
indicate an undisciplined mind.

Lyle, there are other things in the world
besides disciplined minds and logic.

Like having fun sometimes.

By that I presume you mean
engaging in enjoyable activities.

Yes, that's exactly what I mean.

Well, for me, working on difficult
mathematical problems is enjoyable.

But I don't get people all wet
while I'm doing it.

In primitive cultures, love and affection
were considered signs of insanity.

Young people weren't allowed
to choose their own mates.

Altogether I think that's a much more
sensible way of doing things.

Tell me, are these the same primitive
people that you were talking about before,

the ones that manufacture all the gods
and the religious superstition?

Well, at least everybody knows their lines.

And if the boys don't act silly,
it should be okay.

I'm sure the boys will do just fine.

Jason.

Mary Ellen, don't you think
you ought to apologize to Lyle

for squirting water at him?

It was just a friendly squirt, Mama.

I don't believe our company considered it
to be a friendly squirt.

Grandpa, do you think
you could paint my armor white

and the cross in the front red?

I think so.
We got some leftover paint in the barn.

I'll need some flowers
to decorate Blue for the mule races.

How much money do you figure
to pull in on this bazaar?

We've already sold
$10 worth of tickets for the play.

And all the cakes and candies
ought to bring in at least $25 more.

I'm gonna make $600,000
selling rides on Blue.

Lyle, are you gonna buy some fudge?

You want some of Grandma's fudge,
you better put your order in fast,

because it's famous all over the county.

It seems to me trying to raise money
by baking things

and selling them to each other
is just a waste of effort.

Why is that?

When people exchange food, there's never
any economic gain for the community.

It'd be a lot simpler and a lot more logical
just to give the money to the church.

The church would be
glad to take your money

if you wanna
make a contribution, young man.

That's not really the point, Lyle.

People enjoy getting together
at the bazaars.

And the money is for a good cause.

It's for a family
where the father is out of work

and the mother is expecting
her seventh child.

I hope it's a girl.
They've already got five boys.

It seems kind of foolish
for a family to have more children

when they can't even support
those they already have.

Giving money to people like that

is just like rewarding them
for their lack of prudence.

Young man, that may be so
where you come from.

But up here, we consider the Claytons
to be fine, upstanding people,

always ready to help others
when in distress.

We consider that to be a more rewarding
virtue than the marital prudence.

Grandpa, could we just not go
round and round again?

I think everybody's got chores to do.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

We gotta go through the play
one more time.

- Do we have to go through that...
- Yes, we do.

I'm sick of that.

But you're not gonna get me to put on
any of them funny hats.

I am the director. You do what I say.

For one nickel, be the one to knock down
one of these little things...

Throw three bean bags.
There's the first throw.

The gentlemen misses
but there's always a chance.

Try with this one right here.

Always a winner every single time,
and here is the balloon for you.

Step right up and get your three throws,
and try your skill and have a thrill.

Step right up. Don't be fickle, pay a nickel.
Test your skill and have a thrill.

Three throws for one nickel.

You knock down one of these little things
and get yourself a nickel.

Knock down the young lady doll,
or knock down the old gentleman doll.

We have a gentleman here with a nickel,
gets three throws, three bean bags.

That's your first throw.
There's always a chance.

You'll have two more chances.

The young gentleman is gonna try again.
And he misses again.

Try for this one right here, young man.

As I said once before, one blue coupon,

one five cent coupon will stand you
an opportunity

to win yourself one balloon of any color
you should choose.

Step right up.
Test your skill and have yourself a thrill.

Here we have a young lady
with a five cent blue coupon.

She gets herself three, I count,
one, two, three bean bags

to knock down
one of these lovely dolls here.

She makes her first throw
and unfortunately, it's a miss.

But never fear,
there are two more chances.

The young lady winds up
for her second throw

and unfortunately again,
it falls short of the mark.

But for her third throw,
there's a last and final chance.

She makes her third throw
and knocks down the doll,

and she wins a beautiful blue balloon.

There's a winner each and every time.

Would you like to test your luck, Lyle?

Here we have a young gentleman
who's got himself a blue five cent coupon.

Bring me a little bit of lemonade,
will you, honey?

Mama! Mama, look what I won!

Is that one of
Maude Gormley's delicious coconut cakes?

Yes, I believe it is. Mrs. Gormley, yes.

How much she asking for that cake?

It says 35 cents here,

but since you seem to have taken
such a shine to it

I'll give it to you special price, 50 cents.

All right, Zebulon,
since it's for a good cause.

One of the cherries is missing.

Thank you.

- Grandpa, what're you doing?
- What are you doing?

I'm gonna pass out some samples.

Not that whole plate.

- Mr. Walton.
- Miss Baldwin. Hello.

I do believe we found
the famous Walton fudge.

- Olivia. Mrs. Walton.
- Ladies.

It's always a highlight of the bazaar
to buy some of your fudge.

And take it home
where it is consumed with much joy.

If only Dr. Mclvers hadn't said
that we should limit ourselves

to much smaller quantities.

Bad for the health, don't you know?

We'll have two pounds.

The fudge or the toffee?

- Both!
- Both!

Why don't you do the toffee
and I'll do the fudge?

- That's 25 cents apiece.
- Oh, yes.

It's not my fault.
He's been acting stupid all day.

- So what do we do now?
- Let's look for him.

- We didn't forget you, Ike.
- Thanks, Liv.

That'll be 40 cents.

I almost forgot.

Let's see, 35, 40.

Now, I gotta go find Corabeth
and buy some divinity.

Mama, Jason's quit the play
and we're supposed to start in 10 minutes.

- Why'd he do that?
- I don't know. He's just being silly.

He walked out and said
he was going home.

- Grandpa.
- Yeah.

Grandpa, Jason's quit Erin's play.

Would you see if you can find him
and get him to come back?

- He's not gonna come back.
- Why not?

Because Erin got mad
and said he was a terrible actor

and he said that
we could do a better job without him.

Well, he's been acting awful all day.

You two keep on looking for him.

I'll try and find him.
See if I can patch it up.

The young lady
with one baby blue nickel coupon

is entitled to the one, two, three,
count them, three gigantic bean bags.

And an opportunity to knock down
any one of these beautiful dolls.

She winds up... Hold on, just a minute.

- What?
- John-Boy, Jason quit the play.

Do you think you can take his part?

Mama, there's all
these children here, waiting.

I'm making a lot of money.

I can't... Why don't you get him...

Why don't you get him to do it?

He's been standing
underneath that tree all day long.

- You think he would?
- Well, I don't know...

Let go of those.
I think it'd be good for him.

We can try.

You kids wait here.

It'll only take about 20 minutes, Lyle.

If you don't do it we're gonna have to
give back everybody's money.

- No.
- Lyle.

- No!
- Why not?

I have no experience
in the field of dramatics.

But that doesn't matter.

Lyle, you could memorize the whole part
in five minutes.

And nobody's expecting
any great performance.

It's all for fun.

I think this all could have been anticipated

from the way
your brother was behaving yesterday.

I don't think it's fair of you
to ask me to save the situation

by making a fool of myself.

I think you made
a fool of yourself already, Lyle.

You know, you've been with us
for three days now

and the only nice thing
that you said to anybody,

and believe me, that hasn't been much,

is you said
that you thought the food was good.

Aside from that, you've made it clear

that you think
we're stupid for going to church,

that you think we're even dumber

for the way we raise money
to try to help our neighbors.

You've made it completely clear
that you don't care about us,

that you don't care about
Ike and Corabeth Godsey,

that you don't care about
anybody else on Walton's Mountain.

Now, you may be smart now,
so that you can spend the rest of your life

and you don't ever have to ask
anybody for any help.

You don't ever have to say things like

"yes" and "please" and "thank you"
and "hello" and be polite. Things like that.

You may be so smart
that you don't ever need anybody,

but if that's the way you're gonna
live your life, you're gonna be very lonely.

And you're probably
gonna spend the rest of your life

standing under a tree like this one.

You know what really makes me angry?

You know what
really irritates me about you, Lyle?

It's the fact that underneath all of that...
Those facts and the statistics,

and all that logic,
I think you're a likable guy.

You're just too darn stubborn
to let anybody else see it.

Hey, Lyle. How's it going, boy?

- Want to try some toffee?
- No.

I'm surprised Jason would do such a thing.

If he doesn't come back,

I think we should call the whole thing off
and let him bear the burden.

You know, after all that rehearsing,
I'd like to see that play.

I guess I can read it from the script.
It'll just look so stupid.

Where's Mary Ellen?

She's in church trying to calm down Erin.

John-Boy, you better
make that announcement.

- Okay.
- Ladies and gentlemen.

Ladies and gentlemen. Everybody.

In five minutes, the play is going to begin.

If you don't have your ticket yet,
you can still buy them here.

The play is Joan of Arc
starring Erin, Ben, and Jim-Bob Walton.

And we have a special visiting actor
from Emporia, Virginia.

Lyle Thomason.

I can't find hide nor hair of Jason.

They've got something.

Captain Baudricourt!

Captain Baudricourt!

Captain Baudricourt, sir!

The maiden has arrived.

The maiden from Domrémy, sir.
She's here to see you.

She came about an hour ago, sir.
She's here with a Monsieur Jean de Metz.

Right out there.

They came by... They're right out there.

Is that...

Is that the foolish girl
who claims she speaks to God?

Yes, sir. She demands your audience.

Very well. Send her in.

What is this nonsense about you
wanting to raise the siege of Orléans?

It is not nonsense.
It is exactly what I propose to do.

Are you mad? Who sent you to me?

The Lord has sent me, Squire.

For it is his wish that I lead our armies
against the British.

Saint Catherine and Saint Margaret
have promised that my holy...

Mission.

Mission will result in victory for France!

You, de Metz!

Do you believe this idiotic child
has the ear of God?

Or is she suffering hallucinations?

I do believe she is a saint, Squire.

We wish only your blessings

and that you give us horses
to deliver our task.

Go then!
Go to your deaths, if that is your wish!

I am plagued
with an army of incompetents,

betrayed by the foul Burgundians,

and confronted with the cannon
and treachery of 10,000 Englishmen!

And now this demented child
with her saintly delusions

beseeches me to give up my command
to her foolish dreams.

Go then! You shall have it!

Take horse and sword
and your saintly visions,

and be off with you!

God bless you, Squire.

You know what the Baldwin sisters did?

They bought
four of Mary Breckenridge's cakes,

and then gave them back to us
so we could sell them again.

All right.

You know, some people do God's work
without even knowing it.

Everything was sold by 3:00.

How much money
did we take in altogether?

$48 including the play tickets.

- Was there any fudge left over?
- No fudge. No.

This man, his name was Zebulon Walton,
bought two whole pounds of it.

That was just
for my sweet tooth, Elizabeth.

- Didn't you buy any?
- Grandpa.

It was a great success.

Everyone loved the play
and I think you were all wonderful.

The best part was
when Jim-Bob hit Ben over the head

with his sword and the end broke off.

The end that broke off
hit me right in the rear.

And that look on your face
wasn't very saint-like, Erin.

Aren't you sorry
you walked out on us, Jason?

You could've stayed
and become a big theater star.

Oh, yeah. No, Grandpa.

I was sitting in the bushes the whole time

just hoping somebody would come along
and take my part.

You were much better
than I would've been.

Lyle, we really appreciate
what you did for us.

I think you did a real good job.

I think you ought to
give up physics altogether

and just take up professional acting.

I'd like to thank you all
for having me here as a houseguest.

I also want to tell you
how much I like all of you,

but I can't find
the exact words to say, so...

I guess I'll just have to
demonstrate my affection.

Lyle Thomason came back to stay with us
several more times,

and we enjoyed his visits very much.

He did indeed prove to be a decent, kind,
and very likeable human being.

But what pleased us even more
was that after that weekend,

Lyle spent almost all of his free time
visiting his own parents.

I'm glad
I don't have a photographic memory.

Why wouldn't you
like to have one, Jim-Bob?

There are a lot of things I'd like to forget.
Like my grade in civics.

I knew a fellow once
had a phonographic memory.

Old man, now that wasn't funny
the first time you told it.

- Why are you laughing, Esther?
- Why are you laughing, Grandma?

Zebulon, you stop that.
Now, don't do that!

What's he doing, Grandma?

Oh, my Lord, he's tickling me.

Stop it now this minute
or I'll go sleep on the sofa.

Good night, old darling.

Good night.

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