All language subtitles for The Waltons S03E23 The Song 1080p AMZN WEB-DL DDP2 0 H 265-SiGMA (1)_track3_[eng]

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(John-Boy narrating)
We were a close family
growing up on that mountain

but as we grew older and
were faced with the problems

of finding maturity

conflict sometimes
developed between us.

I remember a time when
my brother Jason's pursuit

of fame as a musician
and my brother Ben's pursuit

of a young lady brought them
into a bitter misunderstanding.

Alright, fellows.
Let's get to work.

- Ah!
- Come on, Ben.

Looks like you're just planted
in the pile, Jim. Come on.

Ben, help your brother.

You're wasting your breath
this morning, daddy.

He's in some other world.

He was walking along and
went smacked into a tree.

Maybe he's got something
special on his mind.

Yeah. I wonder who
she is this week.

'Oh, welcome back, son.'

Sorry, daddy.
I just went to thinking.

Aah! If I ever saw
a love sick puppy it's you.

Who're you mooning over
this week, huh?

- Mind your own business, huh.
- Who're you mooning over, huh?

- You stop that.
- You young bucks, settle down.

Jim-Bob, Elizabeth is more help
than you are today.

I'm gonna go talk to
Jason if it's okay.

- He's not home yet, Ben.
- Well, I'll go look for him.

- 'Look where you're going.'
- Guess I wasn't looking.

- 'See you later.'
- Yeah.

Never easy being
in love, is it?

Hell, I wouldn't know.
It's been a while for me.

Yeah, I'd say
about 15 minutes.

[laughing]

[country music]

Hey, Jase! I've been
looking for you.

You wanna borrow
some money, huh?

- That's not what I want.
- What do you want?

Figured you can use some help
in your musical career.

- Yeah? What kind of help?
- Like a foreman.

The way Casper Tice
is for Bobby Bigelow.

Oh, you mean a manager.
Somebody to carry my guitar case

- my banjo case, setup my music.
- Gives you advice.

- Got anybody in mind?
- Me.

Well, you do want
money after all.

- No. I got some ideas too.
- Like what?

That new song you're writing,
sounds real nifty

and I've been thinking you know
what'd make it sound perfect?

What?

If a girl sang it with you,
make it a duet.

Well, I don't know. This song
is pretty important to me.

I know that.
But that's what I mean.

Especially since the dance
will be broadcast.

It'll sound more exciting.

Just think about it for a moment
with a girl singing too.

Yeah, you might have
an idea there.

Only trouble is I don't
know any girl singers.

- You do too.
- Not right off the bat.

- Sally Ann Harper.
- Hammer's little sister?

Well, you've heard her.
She sings in the church choir.

Well, she is pretty good.

Well, what do you think?

I think you may have
a real good idea there.

But first, I've gotta hear and
then Bobby's gotta audition her

- and it's up to him anyway.
- When can you ask him?

- Tomorrow, at rehearsal.
- You won't forget, will ya?

As long as you're gonna
be my manager

why don't you come along with me
so you can help me remember.

Thanks, Jase.

[country music]

Yee-haw!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Here you go.
Just the way you like it.

- Ice-cold.
- Thank you, honey.

Hard to hit the spot after the
night I've just been through.

You out honky-tonking around?

A fellas business
is a lonely road.

What else is a man to do?

(Betsy)
'Why, you could've come by
my house for supper.'

Well, sugar. Maybe you better
go home and grow a spell.

You're a little tender
on the vine yet.

Hey, Jason. About to sending out
a search party for you, boy.

Sorry I'm late, Bobby.
I had some chores to do at home.

- Hi, Jason. Hi, Ben.
- Hey, Betsy.

Hello.

- This fellow here kin of yours?
- He's my brother, Ben.

- Hello, Ben.
- Hi.

- You wanna join my band too?
- No, I'm Jason's manager.

Well, uh, put your feet up.
Make yourself right home.

- Uh, what've you got there?
- It's my new song.

- Well, is it any good, Jase?
- Hope so. Here, take a look.

It's terrific.

Well, you mind if I look?

- Ask him.
- Yeah. Yeah, I will.

Just let him look at it.
What're you doing here, Betsy?

Oh, my cousin Hassy Longstreet
is the banjo player.

I just love music.
Just shivers me down my spine.

'Um, Jason, would you like to
come over this evening'

'after supper? I got a brand
new Victrola record'

with "Little Rosewood Casket"
on one side

and "When My Blue Moon Turns To
Gold Again" on the other.

Uh, Jason. From what
I can tell it looks like

a pretty sassy little song here.

Thanks, Bobby.

Would you like to
come over, Jason?

Betsy, I'm busy.

Uh, Bobby, I had an idea.

What do you think of me singing
this song with a girl?

'As a duet. We could also
make voices on the chorus.'

The idea sounds alright, but we
don't have a girl in the band.

'So, I don't know. I'm not
crazy about runnin' out'

'and hiring a girl
just for one song.'

You don't have to. This girl
named Sally Ann Harper.

'Sings like an angel and I'm
sure she'd do it for nothing.'

If you want you could audition
her and if she's okay

then the two of us can sing
the song together.

It's your song. If that's
the way you want me to hear it

um, you bring it around
and I'll listen.

- Thanks, Bobby.
- Come on, everybody.

Let's get some picking
and singing going on here.

Hey, fellas, I have
an idea here.

Sally Ann Harper? That's the
rottenest idea I've ever heard.

- Oh, who'd be a better idea?
- Me.

Oh, sure. Too bad you
can't sing though.

[country music]

When they broadcast the dance

Sally Ann Harper and
I'll be singing my song.

Great idea.

Can I be excused?
I have lots to do.

- Go ahead, Jason.
- Great.

I'm Jason's manager now and
I'm planning a schedule for him.

Could Sally Ann have supper here
tomorrow and Wednesday night--

I do not intend to serve and
wash up after Sally Ann.

- I can't stand that sissy.
- What can't you stand?

My own brother picked a silly
skinny stuck up little child

to sing with him on radio
for the whole world to hear.

She's not silly
and she's not stuck up neither.

- Just skinny.
- You wanna knotten your head?

Ben, haven't you
any taste at all?

What have you got against
the poor girl?

It's just that
he couldn't ask me

if I want to sing his song
before he asked a stranger.

Mary Ellen, you sing like
a mockingbird's got the croup.

Maybe that's why
he didn't ask ya.

- I didn't know you sing.
- I don't, that's not the point.

Oh, Mary Ellen.

Jason should've asked me.

Too bad John-Boy is busy with
school, maybe he'd wanna do it.

I sing better than you all.

Actually, I sing better
than any of you.

Oh, you're right.

You know, your grandpa had
a real good voice in his time.

And I still got it, Esther.

* Me me me *

* You you you you **

I don't sing good,
I don't mind.

Wait a minute.

I should be the one
to sing with Jason.

(all together)
You!

[speaking indistinctively]

There's no such thing
as tone deaf.

That's right, pa.

* Me me me me me me me *

Mary Ellen, I'll ask Jason
to dedicate the song to you.

Well, thanks a lot.

All that fuss over a song
that's not even a hymn.

Well, it has been
a lovely supper, ladies

and I'm loathed to leave ya.
Just to eat and run.

But John and I have
got to be going elsewhere.

(Esther)
'Where did you say
you were going?'

I didn't say, but we're going
down to Ike Godsey's.

And what for?

It's the first official meeting
of the WMEBT.

Sounds like some new government
agency Mr. Roosevelt made up.

What's it mean?

The Waltons Mountain
Eight-ball Tournament.

(Elizabeth)
'I still don't know
what it means.'

Well, it's just as well.
It's a gambling game.

Nonsense. There hasn't been any
money at it since way back 1928.

I'm surprised Corabeth didn't
put a stop to such low-doings.

She is not here. She's gone back
to Doe Hill to pick up the last

of her mother's antiques. She
ain't around to make any fuss.

Well, I call it
trashy-going zone.

Grandma's right. The game
of chance is gambling

and I don't care how many
initials you put in front of it.

Some upstanding members of
the community will be there.

Jack Roswell.
Horace Brimley.

Crooks. How long is this
tournament gonna last?

Four days. Should be over
by Thursday night, huh.

Friday is the broadcast.
Don't forget.

That won't be any problem
in case of a tie

that's two terrible Waltons
to be around at that table.

It should all be
over by Thursday.

Suit me if it
never got started.

What am I suppose to do?
Sit home? Listen to the radio?

You could figure how much you
missed me when I'm not around.

I know that already.

As they say, absence makes
a heart grow fonder.

That goes for me too,
old dear.

Then you'll be coming home
at a decent hour.

You know I can't sleep
till you're here.

Well, I'm glad to hear that,
old darling.

Goodnight.

- Goodnight, ladies.
- Goodnight, kids.

- Goodnight, daddy.
- Be home early, Olivia.

- Goodnight, Esther.
- Goodnight, grandpa.

(Zack)
'Ike, maybe you ought to put up
some of them dolls there'

'that your wife's gone
and bought.'

'You're gonna lose anyway. You
might as well get rid of them.'

(Ike)
'Believe it or not, those dolls
are selling pretty good.'

Okay, now we've got
six contestants, including me.

Now, I'm gonna write
all our wagers down.

Now, for me, I'm gonna give
a week's supply of groceries.

Not to exceed seven dollars.

Okay, let's state our bets.

I'm putting up a prized pig.
200 pound Pollen Chinese show.

Named Jew's Harp.

Zack, one pig.

I'll put in a truckload
of firewood.

Half for me and half for pa.

Okay, that sounds fair.
How about you, Easy?

Well, I got myself a new rifle.
So, I'm gonna put up my old .22.

- Oh, it's still in fine shape.
- Okay.

Now, what about you, Horace?

Six fat hens.
Rhode Island Reds.

All of 'em laying
double yolk eggs.

Horace trying to get rid
of six old hens.

I deserve better than
that from you, Ike.

'Okay, the stakes are all set.'

Now, the play-off is
on Thursday night.

Winner takes it all.

Now, in case of a tie, we're
gonna keep right on playing

- 'even if it takes a year.'
- No need of that.

We are planning to have the old
shooting match by Thursday.

Of what year,
Mr. Walton?

[laughing]

Okay, Easy.

We'll let you draw out
the first two contestants.

Alright.

[instrumental music]

See you around.

No, no. Not right now.

[indistinct]

Sally Ann.

- 'Can I talk to you?'
- Oh, sure, Ben.

- You know what--
- Well, it's kinda personal.

There's nothing you couldn't say
in front of Phyllis.

We're best friends.

Yeah. Would you like to have
supper at my house tonight?

'Oh, why?'

To celebrate. Jason's
gonna be on the radio

and well, he has something
he wants to tell you.

Well, thank you, Ben
but some other time.

Some other time,
I'd love to.

Yeah, well, Jason has something
he wants to tell you.

Well, I'll see him
later on today.

- Sally Ann.
- Oh, what's the matter?

It's, um, U-R-G-E-N-T.

Oh, what's so U-R-G-E-N-T?

Phyllis, go away.

How does it feel being the most
important girl in school?

Betsy, I think you're crazy.

Oh, you certainly
are calm about it.

If I were singing with
a haystack gang on radio

I'd be half
out of my mind.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

- You don't know?
- Betsy, what is all this about?

Don't you know that Jason Walton
personally requested

Bobby Bigelow to let you
sing his brand new song

with him at the broadcast,
Friday night?

- What?
- Jason Walton, that dream boat.

Red hair and cute freckles.
He can tear your heart apart.

Betsy, tell me exactly
what you heard. Please.

I was with my cousin
Hassy Longstreet.

He plays the banjo
with Bobby Bigelow.

That Bobby is a heartthrob,
I'll tell the world.

His eyes are like dark pools
in moonlight

and his hair is so exciting,
I get seasick thinking about it.

- Tell me what you had to say.
- I was right there with Jason.

- I heard his every word.
- Tell.

He wants you
to sing with him.

He wants you to be a duet
with him on the radio.

- You're not making this up.
- No, I swear.

But don't tell anybody I told
you or I swear I'll kill you.

- Excuse me.
- Remember now.

- Don't tell anyone I told you.
- Ben. Ben Walton.

- Where's Jason?
- He's inside.

Is that invitation to supper
still open, Ben?

- Oh, sure.
- Then, I'll be happy to accept.

[pleasant music]

- Oh, good.
- Oh!

- Thank you.
- That's good.

And this is how it goes.
"Who's the little chatterbox?

"The one with
pretty auburn locks?

Cute little sheep.
It's Little Orphan Annie!"

And that's how it goes.
I know it.

You're wrong, Ben. I listen
to it more than you do.

If you're so smart,
how does it go?

Well, I don't remember.

Elizabeth, Ben's right.
It does go like that.

Oh, Jason, you know everything
there is to know about music.

You're right.
No, not quite everything.

You Walton boys
are really something.

A writer and a musician,
all in one family.

I'm going to be an aviator.

One thing about applying for
a scholarship to VMI when--

Sally Ann, I think we
better start practicing.

'It's getting late.'

Oh, whatever you say.
I'm looking forward to it.

We could practice with you,
Jason. I can play cone.

I'll go get an old drum.

Uh, now, hold on,
both of you.

You two are staying in here

and we're going out to practice
on the porch alone.

Come on, Sally.

I'm coming with ya.

- Your manager, remember?
- Yeah, okay. Come on.

Oh, thank you.

- Who needs them anyway?
- Yeah.

I rather just sit here
and enjoy my ice-cream.

(Ben)
'Momma, we're gonna need
some more ice-cream.'

Sorry, I only made enough
to go around once.

'We want it.'

Have you all finished
your homework?

'As soon as you finish your
ice-cream you better get to it.'

Oh, momma. I saw
Reverend Fordwick today.

Oh, that's nice.

Oh, and daddy, I told him that
you will win the pool contest.

Good Lord!

He must've been real pleased
to hear about the pool contest.

Now, John. Perhaps, you'll
understand why I preferred

if you don't get involved
in pool tournaments.

Olivia, the reverend would be
playing with us himself tonight

if he weren't off sparking
with Ms. Hunter.

Well, atleast he doesn't
have seven children

going all over the county
talking about it.

- Pa, we best be going.
- I think so.

* I never felt before *

* The way I feel right now *

* What's more I have to make *

* My feelings split to you *

Down here.

* You know I loved you
from the start *

* You shot an arrow
through my heart *

* Now, oooh *

* Will you be mine *

* Ooh, will you be mine *

* Ooh *

* Ooh *

* Will you be mine **

That was great.

You're such a sweet boy, Ben.
What did you think, Jason?

I think it's gonna sound just
fine, just gotta practice.

Well, you're the boss and,
Jason, the song is wonderful.

I never knew you had
so much talent.

Thank you. We gotta keep on
practicing this though.

It's gotta be a lot better if
we're gonna sing it tonight.

Um, I'll play the introduction
for you again, alright?

Okay.

Too bad, Ike.

I don't know what's the matter,
I keep missing the easy ones.

Bucking professionals have to
make a body nervous, Ike.

[banging on door]

- That is my wife.
- Oh, quit worrying.

Alright, you two. You're
breaking my concentration.

(Elvira)
'Zack Roswell, I know
you're in there.'

- I told you.
- No, no, no. Not under there.

- Go on to the back.
- Take that with you.

(Elvira)
'Ike Godsey, open this door.'

You guys, just keep
right on playing.

- Is he in here?
- Uh, who? Who?

My husband Zack Roswell.

- What'd he be doing in here?
- Don't you try and fool me.

Everybody knows what's
going on around here.

I'm surprised your wife
puts up with it.

Well, she wouldn't,
except she's not here.

Lucky you're her problem
and not mine.

Now, where is Zack?

Well, why don't you just satisfy
yourself and look around?

- A-are you satisfied?
- What was that!

'Mice! Oh, I got 'em
all over the place.'

I don't know how to
get rid of them.

Why, Elvira, there's no point
in your husband coming here.

He doesn't play
good enough for us.

If Zack comes here, you
tell him I want him home.

Fast.

Not good enough?

[door shutting]

Say, who's not good enough?
This tournament is not over.

Not by a long shot.

Yeah, yeah,
you have a chance.

Let's get back
and play pool.

Okay, see you at next rehearsal.
Goodnight.

- Goodnight, Bobby.
- And keep working at it.

- We will.
- We will.

I'm sorry, Jason.
I just got so nervous.

Oh, that's natural. Singing
in front of a professional

- for the first time.
- Ben's right.

First time I sang for Bobby,
I was shaking like a leaf.

Hey, both of you,
you were great.

Thank you, Ben.

You know, I just love to
hear you talk about music.

You know so much
and you really care.

Thanks.

Well, let me walk you home,
Sally Ann.

Okay. Jason, you come too.

Then, we can talk more
about the song.

It's gonna be just great.

Even if I forget the words
like I did tonight--

No, you won't. Once you've
practiced it's gonna be great.

Well, it is my song.
I shouldn't forget it.

I forgot the words too.

- You didn't have enough time.
- Oh, Bobby loved you.

Oh, I hope so.

Want me to walk you
to the door?

- Oh, no need for that, Ben.
- Yeah.

You'll be proud of me, Jason.
I promise.

- I'll do the very best I can.
- I know you will.

- Goodnight, Sally Ann.
- Goodnight, Jason.

Sally Ann?

- Oh, goodnight, Ben.
- Goodnight.

You know, I think I'll raise
your salary, manager.

Sally Ann's gonna
be real good.

I never would've thought of her
if it hadn't been for you.

- It's a great idea.
- You really think so?

I know so. Come on.

It's kinda nice
being alone, isn't it?

Aha.

- Well, let's talk.
- About what?

Anything.

I'm not a very
talkative person.

Would you like me to
make you some lemonade?

No, thank you.

On second thought,
some lemonade would be nice.

- Sure.
- Hey, Sally Ann.

- Hi.
- You ready to rehearse?

- Ready and waiting.
- Good. Um, is the barn okay?

John-Boy's studying in the house
and I don't wanna bother him.

Sure, it'll be good practice
for Saturday.

[laughing]

I'm gonna make some lemonade.

- Well, let's get started.
- Okay.

I'll be right back.

Can I help?

No, I'll just get tuned up
and we can start in a minute.

You know, I just hate
having to waste time

in high school with
a lot of silly children.

I wish...you and me could sing
professionally all the time.

Well, we gotta
practice for this

'before we go running off
to Nashville.'

Jason, did you ever take
a good look at me?

Oh, sure.

You know, I'm a lot more mature
than a lot of girls my age.

Uh, yeah, I-I reckon you are.

Jason..

...I just want you to know that
I can't ever thank you enough

and I'm gonna do my very best
to sing your song.

- Just the way you want it.
- Yeah, I know you will.

You're so grown up
and you've got so much talent.

Well, I guess what I'm really
trying to say is..

...I like you very much.

[instrumental music]

Jason!

* Ooh *

Jason!

- 'Grandma, we're in the barn.'
- I've been yelling my head off.

'I'm sorry,
we've been practicing.'

You've been in there
long enough. Supper is ready.

'Okay, we'll be right there.'

Sit over there by the stool.

Ben, you should have come out to
the Barn. The song sounds great.

Hey, yeah. What ever
happened to that lemonade?

Food's getting cold.

Jim-Bob, your turn
to say grace.

- We hold hands, okay?
- I'm too hungry.

So are we all, so try.

Thanks, Lord.
Amen.

Jim-Bob, you can do
better than that.

Dear Lord, we thank thee for
this food and thy blessing.

We thank thee for
the sunrise at 6:15.

Sure looked nice
at the pine trees.

'In case you are interested'

'those ducks grandpa thanked you
for a few weeks ago'

'have got smaller ducks now.'

'expect for the nest the muskrat
got into and ate up the eggs.'

- 'We thank thee--'
- Amen, Jim-Bob.

Amen, Jim-Bob.
I mean, amen.

You forgot to thank God
for trailing arbutus.

Grandpa always thanks God
for trailing arbutus.

Do I have to start
all over again, daddy?

No, you don't.
Let's eat.

I heard on the radio today

that they are talking
about abolishing the NRA.

What?

(grandpa)
'Yes, Gabriel Heatter had
the nerve to say'

'that the NRA just about
served its purpose.'

(John)
'Always thought it had
a lot of promise.'

Jason, pass
the potatoes, please.

Jason?

Pass the potatoes, please.

Oh. Sorry, daddy.

Thought love was blind not deaf.

The meal is really wonderful,
Mrs. Walton.

- 'Thank you.'
- How do you know?

All you've been doing since you
sat down is whisper to Jason.

- 'You haven't eaten.'
- 'Erin.'

- Ben, aren't you gonna eat?
- I'll eat when I'm ready.

Ben, don't talk to
your mother like that.

- May I please be excused?
- 'No, you may not be excused.'

'Sit down.'

Here, have some
mashed potatoes.

I, uh..

John, I suppose you and Zebb
will be going down to Ike's.

You can suppose again, old girl.
Ike has business elsewhere.

And besides the tournament
will be all over by tomorrow.

Tomorrow?
That's when the broadcast is.

Oh, don't get so nervous
about it, Jason.

We'll be through in plenty
of time, and besides

I wouldn't miss any member
of this when they are signing.

Especially, when a lovely lady
is singing along side of him.

Charming men sure do
run this family.

Eat your supper, Sally. And
you'll be late for rehearsal.

Hey!

I'll go up, daddy.
Let me go up.

(grandpa)
'Pass the sour crab.'

(John)
'What been going on?
What's wrong with Ben?'

Ben?

Leave me alone.

Ben.

Look, I don't come craning
into your business, John-Boy.

If I was hurt as much as you're
right now, I'd wanna talk.

Who says I'm hurt?

Nobody has to say it.
It's plain to see.

I don't wanna talk
about it.

You're the stubbornest Walton
to ever come down the track.

- Jason was absolutely right.
- Wouldn't trust a word he says.

Why do you say that?

I planned this whole thing out
with Sally singing Jason's song

and now she doesn't
even know that I'm alive.

Uh-oh.

'She's head over heels
about Jason.'

And he's all gone
mushy over her.

Did you see them
at the supper table?

It made me sick!

You did all this just
to be close to her?

No.

Just wanted to do
something nice for her.

'Does she know it was
your idea, Ben?'

Couldn't think of a way to tell
her without coming right off

and tell her.. That I..
How I feel about her.

Does Jason know
that you like her?

I don't.

- Not anymore.
- Of course you do.

If he knew it, he wouldn't
give her a second look.

Look, John-Boy.

You're off at college
most of the time.

You miss a lot of things
around here.

He's not what you
think is he is.

He is not a mind reader.
Neither is Sally Ann.

How will they know
what you're thinking?

I told you
I don't care anymore.

Look, Ben.
You and Jason are brothers.

You gotta live together.
You gotta eat together.

Gotta sleep in the same room.

I think you oughta work
this thing out.

I don't have to do anything.

Ben, you're backing down.

And I don't like
to see you do that.

You had a good idea.
And you're, and..

Why don't you just
stick up for it?

Why don't you just stick
up for yourself, Ben?

Let me tell you something,
John-Boy.

That was probably the dumbest
idea I've ever had in my life.

I wish I had never met
Sally Ann Harper.

I don't care if I never see or
hear about Jason or songs again.

[melancholic music]

[music continues]

Uh, daddy?

Excuse me,
could you help me out?

Could you quiz me French?
You just read the English.

And then check me out
on French. alright?

Alright.

- I can go.
- I can go.

[speaking in French]

[speaking in French]

No, no.

The X is silent on that.

You just pronounce
it like that.

What are you two doing up?

(John)
'Oh. Well, I was waiting
for you, Jason.'

Is anything wrong?

Uh.

Well, you know that
Ben got a little upset

at the supper table
and ran upstairs?

I went up to talk to him.

By the time I got down

You and Sally were off
at your rehearsal.

And I think there is something
you ought to know.

- Something happened?
- It was bound to happen.

With a bunch of boys
growing up like reeds.

What had to happen?

Well, Ben is in love with
Sally Ann Harper, Jason.

'Mmm-hmm.
And he think you're too.'

What?

I don't know how you
couldn't know about it.

- You're around him always.
- Well, sure.

I'm around you all the time and
don't know everything about you.

Where did he ever get
a notion like that?

I don't know, Jason.

You and Sally had looked kinda
interested in each other

- at the supper table tonight.
- Oh, sure.

She's cute.
She's fun.

She's sings good.
We have a good time together.

She kisses good.

- But he don't like her.
- No, he don't like her.

No, I like her.
I do, I like her a lot.

But I'm not in love with her.

And I'm gonna wake Ben Walton
up and tell him that right now.

I don't know, son.

Well, with Ms. Hunter watching
them all day at school

and your mama keeping an eye
peel open for anything going on

that didn't exactly Baptist

when did he ever get
a chance to kiss her?

Beats me.

Ah, she's nice.

She's fun.

She's sings good.

She's kisses good.
But he don't like her.

Oh, he likes her.
He just don't love her.

[laughing]

- That's some kinda Walton.
- That's a Romeo Walton.

I wonder where he
gets it from?

What's so funny?

Just a little joke, son.
Between us.

Whatcha doing
back down here?

Ben left a note. Said he's
going to sleep in the barn.

He doesn't wanna spend the night
in the same room as me.

I'm glad he didn't run off
and join the navy.

I'm gonna go out there
and straighten him out.

No, no, son.

Let him alone, you can talk
to him in the morning.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

French.

[indistinct talking]

Marry Ellen, take
the children home.

Ben!

Ben!

[dramatic music]

You must have spent
your entire day

figuring ways to avoid
talking to me.

Yeah, and up till now,
it was working fine.

Boy, you're dumb. You really
are stupid, you know that?

I saw those hands
against each other.

If you don't get away from me,
you're gonna have a busted neck.

Hold on with that kinda talk.
Now, maybe I do like Sally.

She does have a sweet way of
talking to a person, but..

- ...I certainly don't love her.
- You're a liar!

Listen here, Ben.

I'm not interested in Sally Ann.

If you're not interested in her

then what were you doing
kissing her in the barn?

- I can explain all about that.
- Don't wanna hear another word.

Just mind your own business.

Sing your stupid song
and hope it sounds rotten.

Hi.

Bouber, Louann.
Get inside.

Scat!

Hi, Jason.

Well, what's the..
What's the matter?

Ben saw me kiss you yesterday.

Did he tell?

- Did your mama know?
- No, he just told me.

But he's really upset.

And hurt.

And angry.

Why?

Because he's in love
with you.

What?

He's in love with you.

And I've to tell you
something else.

It was his idea for you sing
the song in the first place.

But I don't understand.

Betsy Morgan said it was yours.

I know.

It was Ben's.
He didn't want me to tell you.

If I hadn't been
so wrapped up in my music

I'd have realized
how he felt.

Well, what about us?

Us?

Didn't we kiss?

Sure, but..

...I'm a senior,
we do that all the time.

Oh, Jason.

Sally Ann.

Uh..

Sally Ann, I really do
think you're pretty.

And you're nice.
And I do like you.

But Ben really cares for you.

And you don't?

Well, not in the same way.

See, I- I just think
we got carried away

by all the all the excitement,
all the fun we were having.

Yeah, I know.

Every night when
I went to sleep

all that was going
through my mind

were pictures of you
and me singing together.

Travelling around the country.
And people liking us.

There's no reason
we still can't do that.

I just wish Ben
had said something.

Let on somehow
what he was feeling.

So do I.

See, Ben's..

He jokes a lot.

He never really says
what he really feels.

Does he hate me now?

Hate you?
He's crazy about you.

He just feels bad.

He's quiet and sensitive.

And when something hurts him,
it hurts him deep down.

What are we gonna do?

'Got any ideas?'

Umm.

Okay.

I'd like to say

I'm sorry, Ben.
And I didn't mean to hurt you.

And I like you very much.

I'll try to say
at the dance tonight.

Ben's not coming.

Well, then you give Ben
the message for me.

Tell him that I think
he is cutest boy at school.

And if he'll have
the last dance with me

he can walk me home.

You're terrific.

See you tonight.

I don't care, you still
shouldn't have said anything.

Ben she likes you.

She's got a great way
of showing it.

What'd she do?
Send me a kiss?

I wish I had let you hit me
when you had the chance.

Look, Ben.

I don't blame you for feeling
the way you did.

If it makes you feel any better
I want you to know I'm sorry.

'I made a real fool of myself.'

'She kept telling me
what a great musician I was.'

- And I kept believing her.
- Oh, she's right.

You're a great musician,
but a rotten brother.

Ben, I said I'm sorry.

Okay, you're not
a rotten brother.

Sally Ann feels awful
about this too.

She wants you to
be there tonight.

She's saving
a dance for you.

And she wants you
to walk her home.

I can't, Jase.

I'm too embarrassed about
this whole thing.

I'm just gonna stay here
and I don't want to see anybody.

I wish you'd change your mind.

Mmm-hmm.

Good luck, Jason.

Sally Ann too.

Well, John's out.

It just leaves Horace
and Mr. Walton to beat.

It's easier said
than done, Zack.

You sure are a fancy dude
in that suit, Mr. Walton.

Are you celebrating
or mourning?

- Mourning.
- Who?

Mourning for you, Zack.
It's only fitting

when you lose.

Too bad, Mr. Walton.
I maybe mourning you.

[pleasant music]

Grandpa here yet?

Not yet, we better save
place for him, just in case.

I wouldn't bother.

Alright, Jim-Boy.
Chairs up here, son.

Ben's not here.

Oh, I was hoping
he'd change his mind.

- Yeah, so was I.
- I feel just awful, Jason.

I don't think I can sing.

Sure can.
You've got to.

Hey! Hey!
Everybody!

Hey! Hey!
Bobby!

On behalf of the Haystack Gang

and yours truly,
a warm welcome to you.

We're gonna have so much fun
you're gonna think

you're in Nashville Tennessee
on a Saturday night.

'Now, let's get things started
off here with a little song'

'get your hands clapping
and your feet tapping.'

Kick it off.

[music playing on radio]

Gentlemen, I am conceding.

What?

'You heard me.
I am conceding.'

Never thought I'd live to hear
you say something like that.

Never thought I'd either.

But I've places to go.
Things to do.

And very little time to do it.

Good evening to you all,
gentlemen.

Well, if that
don't beat all.

He was bound to win
the whole thing.

I'll never admit to that.

Well, chalk your cue.

Rack 'em up, Bike.

* Go long mule *

* You're truly mine *

* You can change a fool
But a doggone mule *

* Is a mule until she dies *

* Go long mule *

* You're truly mine **

I'm proud as I can be introduce
these two young folks to you.

Here's Jason Walton.

The fella that wrote the song
you're just about to hear.

- Say hello to folks, Jason.
- Hello, everybody.

'Thank you, Jason.'

'Right here with him is his
pretty singing partner.'

(Bobby over radio)
'Miss Sally Ann Harper.'

"How about a big hello
from you, Sally Ann?'

(Sally)
'Hello, everybody.'

'Can I say something
to someone special?'

'Well, yeah.
Go right ahead.'

'Ben, I just want you to know
that I wish you were here.'

'And I wanna dedicate
this song to you.'

(Bobby)
'Okay, Ben this is for you.'

'And here's Jason's
brand new song.'

[country music]

* When I saw you on the corner *

* I just had to say *

* Oooh, will you be mine *

* Never had nobody *

* That could make me
feel this way *

* Oooh, will you be mine *

* I never felt before *

* The way I feel right now *

* What's more *

* I have to make my feelings *

* Clear to you *

* That I love you *

* Never knew somebody *

* Who could make me feel *

* The way you do now *

* Oooh, will you be mine *

* I never felt before *

* The way I feel right now *

* What's more I have *

* To make my feelings clear *

* And tell you *

* That I love you dearly *

* You know I loved you *

* From the start *

* You shouldn't ever *

* Feel my heart now *

* Oooh, will you be mine *

* Oooh, will you be mine *

* Oooh, will you be mine *

Ms. Sally Ann Harper.

Jason Walton.

(grandpa)
Hip hip hurray!

Esther.

I'll thank you to stop throwing
those sorrow looks my way.

And I'll thank you
not to speak to me.

Missing Jason's song
for a gambling game.

Oh, he didn't miss Jason's song.
I saw him listening by the door.

(grandpa)
'Thank you, child.'

Yes, I was standing there
in the background.

I hear everything perfectly
and I am proud to say

Jason inherits
my musical melody.

May I have this dance, old girl?

Who won the tournament?

It was hard to say, I had
to leave before it was over.

I'll be proud to dance
with you, Zebb.

[country music]

* Just because you think
you're so pretty *

- You two were wonderful.
- Thanks.

What's the matter with you?

By the look on your face,
you'd think you're awful.

The fun's gone out of it.

* That nobody else has got *

* No, you made me spend *

* All my money *

* You laugh and call me
ol' Santa Claus *

* But I'm telling you *

* Honey, I'm leaving you *

* Because *

* Just because *

[music continues]

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[crowd applauding]

We have a special
request here

for an instrumental rendition
of Jason Walton's new song.

"Will You Be Mine."

So, we are going
to try it for you now.

[band music]

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Jason?

Oh, thank you.

- You taking a break?
- Mmm-hmm.

You know, I think your song
was just fine.

And I think you
sing real good.

Thank you.

My cousin Hassy Longstreet
was suppose to take me home.

But he is in there making nice
with that dang Mary Lou Simpson

and I just know he just gonna go
off and leave me stranded.

Betsy, you're not
gonna be stranded.

Come with me.

(male narrator)
Ben walked home
with Sally Ann.

And Jason walked
home with Betsy.

They both got back to
their house around midnight.

Singing.

- 'Ben?'
- 'Uh-huh?'

- 'Did you kiss her?'
- 'I'll never tell.'

(Elizabeth)
'Did you kiss Betsy, Jason?'

(Jason)
'I'm asleep, Elizabeth.'

(Jim-Bob)
'I'd rather kiss
Regulus than a girl.'

(Jason)
'Jim-Bob, got a lot
of growing up to do.'

'Goodnight.'

- 'Goodnight, Jase.'
- 'Goodnight, Ben.'

[theme music]

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