All language subtitles for The.Waltons.S02E09.The.Fawn.WEBRip.x264-ION10

As close-knit and self
sufficient as our family was

still, neighbors were very
important in those days

when we were growing up
on Walton's Mountain.

Hey, Harold!

What does Harold
think he's doing?

-Walking Erin to school.
-John-Boy.

If he wants to walk with Erin,
why does he stay way over there?

-Guess that's just Harold's way.
-Seems silly to me.

I guess it seems
silly to everybody

except for Harold and Erin.

Don't laugh.

Come on.

There were families
like ourselves

struggling to keep
the land we owned

and there were tenant farmers,
at the mercy of the weather

crop prices
and absentee landlords.

-Hi, Beth Ann.
-Hi.

-What are you doing?
-I'm moving.

You're moving, why?

Daddy says the place doesn't
belong to us anymore.

Who does it belong to?

All I know is it's something
about taxes.

-Where will you be going?
-Some other place.

Come.

Gotta help Mama. Bye.

Bye.

Bye, Sara May.

The Littlefields have always
lived here.

Must be awful to have
to pack up everything you own

-and go to some strange place.
-Guess it would be.

Harold, I made you something.

What is it?

See for yourself.

Aren't you gonna open it?

Hey, now come on, Charlie.

Charlie, you give it back!
Harold, do something.

Look what she gave to Harold.

A fancy hanky
with his initials on it.

Don't just sit there,
do something.

My back.

And there's a note.

Don't you dare read that note.
Give it back to me.

Give it back!
Give it back to me.

Do something.

"To my brave knight,
from his lady fair."

Here, Sir Knight.
Blow your brave nose.

Give it to me.

Come on Erin, don't let it
bother you.

I think she's still mussed up
with Harold Beasley.

I think Beasley's a goop.

I'm going to order us some
of these new-fangled soybeans.

The problem with Erin
is that she just thinks

Harold Beasley's something
out of King Arthur's court.

Today she found out he's just
plain old Harold Beasley.

That's right.

I think I'll go up and talk to
her. Don't anybody eat my pie.

What's this I hear about the
Littlefields losing their farm?

That's right, Grandma.
They moved out this morning.

The Littlefields
have lived here just about

as long as we have,
haven't they?

What's gonna happen to the farm?

Graham Foster paid the taxes,
he's taking it over.

Graham Foster, if this
Depression lasts any longer

he'll own half the country.

That's right, honey.

Yes, sir. Excuse me, here you
go. Here's some more pie.

He's coming up tomorrow to get
himself a rent collector.

How much does a job
like that pay?

Five percent of what you collect

if you can believe that.

Can we go out and play?

After you finish the pie there.
Everybody got a piece?

Let's go up to the tree house.
Let's go.

Anybody that's going with me,
better shake a leg.

I figure Brannigan's Hill
will be the best place.

You go there if you want to. I'm
headed for John-Boy's Meadow.

If I'd said John-Boy's Meadow,

you'd have
said Brannigan's Hill.

Mary Ellen, you may not take my
pots. I need them for cooking.

-alright, here.
-Mama, here you go.

Give me some of the big ones.

Where's your hand?

Did you ask Erin if she wants
to go berry picking with you?

She'd rather stay home and mope
about dumb old Harold Beasley.

Ask her.

-Mama.
-Nicely.

-Come and go berry picking
-No, thanks.

You think if you
hang around here

Harold is going
to come and apologize?

Maybe he will.

He'll say it a lot sooner
if he gets the notion

that you don't give a toot.

That doesn't make sense.

Stop worrying about Harold. Let
him worry about you. Come on.

Grandma!

* The bear went
over the montain *

* The bear went
over the montain *

* The bear went
over the montain *

* What did you think he saw *

* He saw another mountain
he saw another mountain *

* He saw another mountain
What do you think he did *

* He climbed
the other mountain *

* He climbed
the other mountain *

* He climbed the other mountain
what do you think he did *

-What?
-We are really proud of you.

* He saw another mountain
What do you think he did **

* He climbed'
the other mountain *

Don't look now,
but Harold's right over there.

Come on, what did I tell you?

* He climbed
the other mountain **

Excuse me, sir.

Good morning.
What can I do for you?

I'm looking
for Mr. Graham Foster.

You've found him. Who are you?

John Walton.
John Walton's son.

What was it you wanted
to see me about, John Walton?

Sir, I'd like to be considered
for the job

of being your rent collector.

Two or three
are already after the job.

You must still be in school.

Yes, sir, I am, but I think I
can do a good job for you

and I'd appreciate the chance
to earn some money just now.

Your daddy know
you're after this job?

No, sir.

You understand what's involved?

Collecting the rents
from 18 tenants

the first of every month.

Checking my properties to see
that none are being damaged

and finding new tenants
for farms such as this.

I think I could do that.

If you need,
I can get you recommendations

from Ike Godsey
and Sheriff Bridges

and Rev. Fordwick and....

Well, I don't know.

If it doesn't work out,
you can always fire me.

Tell you what,
I'm gonna put you on trial.

I'm gonna speak
to Ike and the Sheriff

they better give you
a good report.

Thank you, sir.

I wouldn't be considering
anybody as young as you

but John Walton's son

that's something different.

-Thank you, I appreciate it.
-You're welcome, son.

Ben, you're eating more than
you're putting in your bucket.

Have to check and make sure
they're ripe.

Mama's counting on these berries
to make jelly.

It'd be nice if we had some
we could sell.

This is fun.

We better get going.
Where's Erin?

She went mooning off over there.

Erin! Come on!

Come on, Erin, we're leaving.

-Erin!
-I'm coming.

Don't be afraid.

I won't hurt you.

Don't be afraid.

Hi. Where's your mama?

Don't worry,
I'll take care of you.

Daddy, I got me a job!
I got me a job!

-I got a job!
-Hold it, Son!

-I got me a job!
-What'd you say?

I got a....
I got a-I got a job.

I've been trying to figure out
how to get this encyclopedia

down at Ike's.
Now I know how I can do it.

What kind of a job, Son?

You're looking at the new rent
collector for Mr. Graham Foster.

I didn't really expect
to get that kind of a job.

Of course it's just
a trial, really.

I don't think he would have
given me the job

if it wasn't for the fact
that I was your son.

What's wrong?

I wish you'd asked
me about it first, Son.

I do believe he has a grudge
against our family.

I'd keep an eye on him,
if I were you.

Why?

Your daddy and I had to testify
in court against that clan.

Foster clan has been in on one
sharp land deal after another

ever since they came
into this county.

They'd have most of it if we
hadn't stopped their trickery.

Suppose I do a good job?

Your idea and his idea
might be different

about what a good job is.

Daddy, if you're telling me not
to take this job, then I won't.

No, I'm not telling you that.

I want to warn you
what you're in for.

If it's all the same to you,
I'll try and see what happens.

Keep going, Pa.

Reckless, you behave yourself.
You might scare it.

I think its mama
left it over there

just so it'll be safe from dogs.

-How old do you think he is,
-It's hard to tell.

Still got its baby spots.

I don't believe
it's been weaned for long.

A fawn that size stays pretty
close to its mother, doesn't it?

Maybe he ran away from home.

Yeah, for its own protection.

-We did see the warden up there.
-Game warden?

Said he was looking
for poachers.

We heard some guns, too.

-What's this about guns?
-The fawn.

We thought maybe the mama
could've been shot.

For heaven's sake.

He was just lying there
shivering.

If he's an orphan,
he could do with a name.

-How about Skeezix?
-No, Orphan Annie.

-He's a boy.
-How about Greedy?

Lancelot.

What kind of a name
is that for a deer?

I think that's a
good name for a deer.

He's mine and his name's
Lancelot.

He's not yours,
Erin, he's not anybody's.

If I'm gonna collect any rent,
I better be on the move.

-Good luck on that job.
-See you later.

You found him and fed him,
but once he's strong enough

he must go back
where he belongs.

No.

He's a wild animal.

He's not.
See how gentle he is.

You'll find out how gentle he is

soon as his strength gets back
in them hind legs.

There are lot of things this
place needs, a deer isn't one.

Once you start
interfering with nature,

you'll find yourself
in a mess of trouble.

Get those in the house before
you eat 'em all.

-Did you hear what your he said?
-What?

We are not going
to be able to keep him.

But Mama, he's begging to stay.

It's too late to do anything
about it now.

We'll give him a day or two.
But don't you get too attached.

He's got to go.

Where is he going to sleep?

-On the end of my bed.
-No, in the barn.

He'll be miserable out there
all by himself in the dark.

Deer like the dark.

He stays in the barn
or he doesn't stay.

Guess what, Lance? I'm going to
sleep with you here, all night.

Bye-bye, Daddy.

-Bye-bye, Son.
-Bye, Daddy.

-Bye, Daddy.
-Bye, Daddy.

Jim-Bob, you study hard,
you hear?

Erin, you are not
to take that deer to school.

I want to show him to everybody.

He's not a toy
to be paraded around.

-But he'll be so lonely.
-You put him back in the barn.

How's the truck doing?

Just tinkered with it, Son,
it's fine.

I'd like to borrow
it after school.

I gotta collect some more rent

from the other side
of the mountain.

Alright, Son. Good luck.

That deer will be just as happy
to see you when you get home.

Bye, honey.

Hi, Mr. Roswell.

-John-Boy.
-How are you, sir?

-Can't complain.
-Good.

How's your folks?

All doing fine.

Granddad catching any fish?

Yeah, he caught a carp
the other day last week.

Got away from him, though.

Says it's the biggest fish
he'd ever seen.

Says it was the size
of a young calf.

It takes a heavy line
to catch a carp.

It's not the best eating fish,
in my opinion.

I could eat a catfish
about everyday.

Don't think I'd walk from here
to the door for carp.

How's everybody around here?

Wife's laid up with pleurisy.

She's been doctoring herself
with mutton tallow poultices.

I'd rather have the pleurisy

than be doctored
with that mutton tallow.

Something I can do for you, son?

Mr. Roswell, I got me a new job.

My hat's off to you, anybody who
can find a job these days.

I'm collecting rent
for Mr. Graham Foster.

I don't have any kind of
experience in this line of work.

$9.

I know your orders are to get
$15. But I don't have $15.

And I wouldn't give
it to you if I did.

Now, the barley prices
are cut in half,

the egg prices
are dropping every day.

Everything is down
except the rent he charges.

-Mr. Roswell--
-You take the $9 right here.

And if Mr. Foster wants
to put us out, he can.

Look, I'm certain that
if you just explain it to him.

You explain it to him.
Your job, ain't it?

If you just tried to make him
understand....

Stop that, you four-legged imp!

Look what you've done!

Oh, my! Stop it. Scat!
Go on.

You get! Bad!

That deer! He pulled
down the line.

Everything has
to be done over again.

They call that a deer.
It's a goat.

I don't suppose he said anything
about fixing the roof.

No, ma'am.

Two years now we've been asking.

Nice weather it isn't so bad,
but in winter....

-And when it rains.
-You mean your roof leaks?

That's what put
the mister in bed.

We were both soaked that last
heavy storm

trying to move things.

I'm going to speak
to Mr. Foster about this.

I'm sure we'll fix
your roof up right away.

Are you sure of that?

Yes, ma'am.

You are young.

He ate two rows of peas, cropped
them right to the ground.

How do you know
it wasn't rabbits?

Zeb caught him in the act.

He'll be good from now,
I promise.

How can you promise?
He's a wild thing.

He just does
what nature tells him.

I'm training him to behave.
He'll learn.

If you're so bent on having a
pet, why don't you get a kitten?

I don't want a kitten.
I want Lance.

I'll do anything
to make up for the harm.

But don't take him away from me.
I'll tie him up.

Who's gonna make her understand
that she's got to let him go?

Pour it over, then use the spoon
on the scrapings.

-Come here. You wanna try some?
-No, no, no.

let her clean up one mess before
she starts another. Come on.

I'm not mad at you, Lance,
but you've gotta be really good.

Are you listening to me?

Because if you're not good,
I'm gonna lose you for sure.

Hi, Erin.

Hi, Grandpa. Hi, Mr. Hennessy.

He's a beauty.

Found him up on the mountain.
He was alone and scared.

But he's okay now.

I'm sorry, but the warden
tells me it's illegal

for a private person
to keep a deer.

Illegal?

I'm afraid that's right.
You'll have to turn him loose.

You just wait
till my daddy gets home.

It's the law here.

Your daddy, nor nobody else
can interfere with it.

When did you get home?

Just a little while ago.

Mama, this is terrible.

Lots of people don't have money.

They get upset like it's my
fault, the rent's too high

and the places need fixing up.

Makes me feel
like some kind of a criminal.

You have to be callous
to do the job.

I'm just not cut out for it.
I'm going to quit tomorrow.

Probably a good idea.

'Course, I hate to quit.

Those tenants need
somebody who can speak up.

I think maybe I could do that
kind of thing.

You could.

Maybe I'll just give it another
try.

Good.

-Thanks, Mama.
-You're welcome.

Thought you might need this.

Why can't I keep him, Mama?

We have been over and over that.

You knew he had to leave in a
few days and tomorrow's the day.

But why?

Because that's the way
things are.

No, Lance is different. He needs
somebody to take care of him.

He hasn't got anybody else,
Mama. What'll happen to him?

-He'll be just fine.
-I know he won't.

I'd just like to take Lance
and run away from home.

What good would that do him?

We'd be together
and I could take care of him.

And who'd take care of you?

I don't care.

Mama, I know he'll die out
in the woods all by himself.

Erin, the reason
you are so upset

is because
you need Lance much

much more than he needs you.

He's got to go back
where he belongs

and you've gotta
get rid of the notion

he can't manage without you.

He can and he will.

Poor Erin, she's so unhappy.

Lance acts like he knows
something's going on.

If we can have dogs and cats,
cows and chickens

why can't we have a deer?

Don't ask me,
I didn't make up the dumb law.

What time is Mr. Hennessy
coming?

He said sometime this afternoon.

Is Erin going to stay
in the barn all day?

I'll see if I can get her
to come out.

Erin, come on out.

No, I want to stay with Lance.

Come on, Elizabeth.
I got an idea.

Think I'm going to talk to Mama.

I got two cents.
Let's go down to Ike's

and get Erin the licorice
she likes.

On time, too.

It's hard to find a punctual man
in these parts.

How did you do with the job?

Here, I'll let you
be the judge of that.

What have we here?

A handwritten report.

I'm impressed.

"Rents due. Rents collected.

"Agent's commission."

Mustn't forget that.

"Recommendation."

Alright.

I've read the figures,
now, where's my cash?

Here it is.

$190.

$190. Where's the rest of it?

That's all of it.

That is not all of it.

There's $208 due me.

You're $18 short.

This is all itemized
in the list here.

The point is, you are $18 short
in your collections.

Mr. Roswell says
the rents are too high

compared with other prices.

Mrs. Crofut wouldn't give me a
penny till I had the roof fixed.

I'm not interested in excuses.

I contracted with you
to collect all my rents

not part of them.

And how come you haven't found
a new tenant for this place?

I've shown
it to several people

but no one's going to rent it
until it's fixed up some.

Like the Tennyson's chimney
and the Crofut's roof?

-Yes, sir.
-You do a better job telling me

how to spend my money
than you do collecting it.

As your agent, I felt I had some
responsibility to the tenants.

I'm not operating a charity.

I'm disappointed in you, son.

-Sir, I did my best.
-It's not good enough.

Not nearly.

I hoped you might be different,

but it's plain you're your
daddy's son.

Yes, sir, I am.

I'm proud of that fact, too.

The Walton pride.

Very poor collateral,
if you ask me.

I'll have to find someone else.

I'd like my wages, sir.

You didn't earn any wages.

I collected $190, sir.

Five percent of $190 is $9.50.

I'd like my wages.

You're short $18.

Take away the $9.50 you claim

by my calculations
you still owe me $8.50.

I want my wages, sir.

You didn't fulfill the contract.

So, I don't owe you a cent.

I should have listened.

To your father?

Go right on listening
to John Walton

and you'll end up just like him.

Keep your wages.

Erin.

Are you feeling sorry
for that deer or for yourself?

Please leave me alone, Grandma.
I'm not bothering anyone.

You're bothering me.

Feeling sorry for yourself
is just a waste of time.

Believe me, time's too precious
to waste.

If you're going to just sit
there and do nothing

at least keep busy.

I just can't stop thinking about
him going away, Grandma

and if he'll be alright.

Just give yourself
a chance, child.

You keep busy.

I'd like to be alone with Lance.

Okay, but we got something
for you.

-It's for you.
-To make up for Lance.

We'll take it up and put it
in your room for you.

You'll like him. You can name
him anything you want.

Thanks, Elizabeth.
I'll see you later.

-Hi, kids.
-Go away.

Trade you a frog instead.
A thoroughbred.

I don't have my frog cage.

We're gonna get Reckless
to eat you up.

-I'll get her, Mr. Hennessy.
-How do you do, Mrs. Walton?

-Erin, Mr. Hennessy's here.
-No, Mama. He can't have Lance.

Erin, you bring that deer out
here right now, please.

She's very upset.

You do understand, if we don't
get this animal

back where he belongs he'll soon
forget where he came from.

Yeah, but she's
just a little girl

and she can't let herself
believe that.

Easy, boy.

What a night.

Erin won't come out of her room.
The rest of the kids won't eat.

You haven't said a word
since you got home.

I'm sorry. I just
got a lot on my mind.

You certainly were right
about Graham Foster.

Was it bad, Son?

It was terrible.

You still working for him?

No, he fired me.

Did he pay you?

No, he never intended to.

Daddy, when you're right,
you're right.

Being right in this case doesn't
give me any pleasure, Son.

You want me to have a talk
with him?

You don't have to do anything.

I made a fool out of myself
today and I know that now.

Graham Foster is real good at
making people feel foolish, Son.

Yeah, well, he taught me a lot.

I'll see if I can take something
from what I learned

and use it to get what's due me.

If you need my help, you just
let me know.

Mama.
Daddy.

Mama, Daddy, something terrible
has happened to Lance.

-What's wrong, honey?
-Something's happened to Lance.

He'll be fine.

I know something awful
has happened to him.

It'll take a while to get used
to the woods but he'll be fine.

I've got to find him.

Erin, that deer
is where he belongs.

Daddy, please.

I can let Lance go as soon
as I know he's okay.

Mama, don't you have feelings
for the people you care for

and don't you have to do
what those feelings tell you?

We can't go thrashing
in the middle of the night.

We don't know
where Hennessy put the deer.

Couldn't you ask him,
Daddy? Please.

Alright, first thing
in the morning.

Thank you, Daddy.

Get some sleep. Stop worrying.

-It's only a fawn.
-Meat is meat, Lester.

I hiked in about a mile, set him
loose by a creek up here

where I saw some deer tracks.

He could be on the other side
of the mountain by now.

Give it a try.

Lance!

Lance, where are you?

Daddy, he's hurt!

He's just grazed. Come on.

You boys just bring those guns
on up here to me.

You won't be using them
for a while.

Come on, get up here.

Give me that gun.

I'm ashamed of you boys.

He'll be fine
in a couple of days, honey.

Mr. Hennessy might not have
caught those poachers

if wasn't for Lance.

That's right. Lance is a hero.

Right now, he needs plenty
of peace and quiet.

I'm glad I was there
when you needed me, Lance.

-Come in and get cleaned up.
-Daddy.

What?

I think I got an idea
how I can get what's due to me.

Is it a good idea?

Jason seems to think so.

I'd like to borrow him and the
truck for a couple of hours.

-You got it.
-Thank you.

Jason.

I'm glad we're doing this.

Makes me feel better about the
Littlefields having to leave.

I know what you mean, Jason.

I don't believe it.
I just don't believe it.

I thought if we were ever going
to have a roof over our heads

we'd have to find
the money for it ourselves.

Jason and I are going to do it
for you right now.

However did you persuade Graham
Foster to do this?

If you're going to be a good
landlord, you'll have to give

as well as take.

Graham Foster said that?

Not exactly,
but the important thing

is you'll have a roof
over your head.

Yes. I was wrong about you,
John-Boy.

How do you mean?

You're not as young as you look.

Well, ma'am.

-Excuse me.
-Sure.

You realize, now I'll be obliged
to ask you for the rent you owe.

And I'll be obliged
to pay it to you.

Excuse me.

Come on, Jason,
let's get to work.

I've been thinking about you
and your friend here.

It's a special case

but there's no way under the law
I can let you keep that deer.

-Are you sure?
-I'm afraid not.

But as a compromise

we could turn Lance loose
in the State game park.

Of course, he'd be protected,
all fenced in.

And I could go see him sometime.

That's the idea. It's up to you.

I'll tell you what.

I'll give you a couple of days
to think about it.

You make up your mind and I'll
come pick him up.

You'd be safe, Lance.
I wouldn't really be losing you.

Well, I got to get back to work.

I'll see you
in a couple of days.

Come on, Lance. Thanks.

Come on, son,
I'm in a hurry.

I'd like to talk
to you for a minute, sir.

If you're back to ask for money,
don't waste your time.

I did a pretty foolish thing
the other day, I know that.

If you're gonna get ahead
in the world

you're gonna have to find
a better way to turn the tables

I think I may have
found a way, sir.

-I've got a something for you
-What's that?

$1.83.

I collected the Crofut's rent

and spent $6.67
for roofing, nails

and pitch for their new roof.

You had no right
to spend that money.

And I deducted $9.50
for my work as your agent.

That left the balance of $1.83.

And I had you figured
for a woolly lamb.

I think I aged considerable
working for you, sir.

I might just give you
another chance

now that you know the ropes.

I'd like to take you
up on it, sir

but I wouldn't want to get
myself hung.

Thanks all the same.

That's quite a bit
of money, Son.

It's the hardest $9.50
I'll ever earn.

How do you feel?

I feel good. Graham Foster
doesn't feel so good, though.

He's not used to being taken.

He wanted to give
me a second chance

I've had enough rent collecting
to last me the rest of my life.

Someday, I'm going to write
a story about that man.

You ought to write a story about
your poor sister and that deer.

How's she doing?

She's still out in the barn
with him, feeling miserable.

I thought Hennessy was supposed
to come pick him up.

He is sometime today, finally.

Getting him ready for his trip?

I don't think he likes me
to brush him anymore.

He's growing up.

He'll probably never
be brushed after today.

I'm not too sure
about that, honey.

From what I've seen, they pamper
their animals up there.

I hope Lance will like it there.

He'll be contented, maybe.

He won't know
what's all about

he'll never know the pleasure
of running free

picking out a mate

grazing in the high
wild pastures.

He'll be safe.
That's all I care about.

It is best for him to go to the
park, isn't it, Grandpa?

I don't know that I can answer
that question, honey.

A lot of people think they know

everything about wild animals.

Me, I'm not too sure.

Sometimes it's best for them
to live out their life

in their own way.

-With all the dangers?
-And all the pleasures.

Hi, Hen.

Hi. How are you?

-Is my passenger ready?
-Erin is fetching him out.

-Taking it alright, is she?
-Well....

All set.

Mr. Hennessy

do you think it'd be better
for Lance to go to the park

or to be free in the forest?

I don't know, Erin.

It's hard to say. They do get
awful fat and lazy in the park.

They seem happy enough, though.

Fencing Lance up in the park

would be the best thing
for me

because I'd know he'd be safe,
well-fed

and maybe I could go
and see him sometime.

I think that can be arranged.

I don't think that'd be
the best thing for Lance.

I want him to go free.

-Okay, let's go.
-Mr. Hennessy

I'd like to set Lance free
all by myself, please.

Alright, Erin.

Go on, Lance, it's the law.
You gotta be free.

Go on.

Please go, Lance.

My sister Erin gave Lance
his freedom

and he took it gratefully.

Bye, Lance.

We never did see him again

although two years later, we
did glimpse a doe and a fawn.

The little one looked
so much like Lance

we told ourselves
that this must be his son.

Erin decided to give boys
another chance

and if Harold Beasley wasn't
exactly

a knight in shining armor

he was devoted and persistent.

I never regretted my brief
fling as a man of business.

When I'm reminded
from time to time

of the lessons
Graham Foster taught me

memory carries me back
to that Depression time

and the voices of my family.

I wish today could
just go on and on.

Sounds like you must've
had a good time.

This was the best day of my life
and now it's almost over.

-Tomorrow may be just as good.
-That's right, or even better.

Goodnight, Jim-Bob.
By the way, where's that frog?

Gee, Mama, I don't know.
It was here a minute ago.

-Goodnight.
-Oh, Lord. Good night