Original subtitles

[Partridge family theme playing]

♪ Come on now and meet everybody ♪

♪ and hear us singing ♪

♪ there's nothing better than being together ♪

♪ when we're singing ♪

♪ the five of us ♪

♪ and mom working all day ♪

♪ we knew we could help her if our music would pay ♪

♪ Danny got Reuben to sell our song ♪

♪ and it really came together when mom sang along ♪

♪ come on now and meet everybody ♪

♪ and hear us singing ♪

♪ there's nothing better than being together ♪

♪ when we're singing ♪

♪ when we're singing ♪

♪ when we're singing ♪♪

Chris: Boy, this place sure is rusty.

Laurie: I think you mean rustic.

Keith: I go along with rusty.

I tried to make it home last night,

but we were all too tired.

This was the only place around.

I think it's nice.

I can imagine Abraham Lincoln building a place like this.

I can imagine Abraham Lincoln

condemning a place like this.

Mr. Kincaid, Danny partridge here.

[Knocking]

Mr. Kincaid, are you awake?

Yes, I am awake!

You taunt me.

Well, it's time you and I had it...

Oh... oh!

Why aren't you up?

I guess I forgot to wind the rooster, kid.

You are going to church with us.

I am?

You said so last night.

Oh. Well, I say a lot of silly things

when I'm wide-awake.

And you do a lot of silly things

when you're wide-awake.

That's why there are churches.

See you there.

♪ I'm gonna walk that lonesome valley ♪

♪ gonna walk there by myself ♪

♪ oh, lord, I'm coming ♪

♪ to the big wide river ♪

♪ but how am I gonna get across? ♪

♪ Now, mama said when I was crying ♪

♪ son, oh, son don't feel alone ♪

♪ just put your trust in god and Jesus ♪

♪ and they will lead you safely home... ♪

What took you so long?

I couldn't... i couldn't find the hot water faucet

in my room.

Those rooms don't have hot water.

Now you tell me.Shh.

♪ Gonna walk there by myself ♪

Reuben. Hmm?

Do you know who that is singing?

No. Never saw him before.

Me neither, but listen to him.

That's red woodloe.

Who's red woodloe?

A very famous folk singer, practically a legend.

Couldn't be him. He's been dead for years.

He's dead?

Don't worry.

He looks friendly enough...

For a ghost.

So, there I was,

with this terrible case of laryngitis.

I mean, I couldn't sing a note.

And these crazy lumberjacks are saying

I owed 'em a song,

and they wanted payment, or they was gonna drown me.

What did you do, Mr. Woodloe?

Oh, just call me red, please.

Well... I seen this long train a-comin',

and you know what a racket they make.

So as it was passing by,

I opened my mouth and pretended to sing.

And when that train had gone by, I had finished the song.

Did they fall for that old trick?

No.what did they do?

They drowned me.

Why'd you quit show business, red?

Well, I guess when a fella wanders around like I did,

he's looking for something,

and when I got to this town,

I decided I'd found it.

See, I fit here,

and I'm kind of a hard shape to fit.

You must have made a lot of money

to retire like that.

All the money I made was what they put in my hat.

I earn money now by doing odd jobs.

Odd jobs?

Red: Oh, yeah.

That's the great thing.

I do everything,

but nothing regular enough so that I get tired of it.

Look, I hate to break this up, but we'd better get going.

We still have a two-hour drive ahead of us.

Do we have to?

I'd like to hear some more stories.

So would I.

Maybe red could come with us and visit for a while.

Well, I'd sure like that, but...

We've got lots of odd jobs.

Then you'll come.

Oh, come on, red.

Well... I don't know as how I got much choice.

It appears that Tracy here has growed right on to my knee.

♪ There is bread and cheese upon the shelf, uh-huh ♪

♪ uh-huh ♪

♪ there is bread and cheese upon the shelf, uh-huh ♪

♪ uh-huh ♪

♪ there is bread and cheese upon the shelf ♪

♪ if you want anymore you can sing it yourself ♪

♪ uh-huh ♪

♪ uh-huh ♪

♪ uh-huh ♪

That's a silly song.

Tracy, you're too young to be a critic.

And you won't get any older

unless you get some sleep.

Get under those covers, young lady.

Okay, but wait until us women have our revolution.

The rest of you shoo. Leave red alone.

Come on, Simone. Come on, Simone.

Good night, trace.

Good night, sweetheart.

Good night, mom.

Good night, Tracy.

Good night, Tracy.

I'll turn out the light.

No, don't do that.

Don't tell me you're afraid of the dark.

Okay, I won't tell you, but I am.

You know...

I used to be scared of the dark too...

Till I learned a secret.

What secret? Tell me.

All right,

seeing as how you're such a good friend of mine.

First off, you've gotta close your eyes.

Now, what do you see?

Nothing.

Right.

And you ain't scared of a nothing,

because a nothing is a nothing.

That makes sense.

Okay. You can open your eyes again.

Now, when I turn off the light,

what do you see?

[Light switch clicks]

Nothing.

And that's the whole secret.

Because the dark is a nothing...

And since you can't be scared of a nothing,

there's no reason to be scared of the dark.

Right?

Mr. Red, you wouldn't lie to a little girl, would you?

Never ever.

Well, okay.

You get some sleep now.

Why aren't you kids out playing?

Chris: Because this is a lot more fun.

We figured if we helped you now,

you might tell us a story later.

That's a promise, Danny.

Now, what's all this?

Oh, those are our amplifiers.

You mean you carry all this equipment when you work?

It'd be kind of hard to jump a freight

with all that stuff.

Well, when you work in a big room,

no one can hear you without 'em.

You know, I seldom played

for more than 20 people at a time.

Yeah, I figured if they couldn't hear me,

they was either deaf or very smart.

Twenty people?

It doesn't sound very lucrative.

Well, maybe not in money, Danny, but in other things.

Hey, how would you have liked

to have performed at Woodstock,

over 300,000 people at one time?

Three-hundred-thousand people!

That sure would be excitin'.

You know, I guess that's more people

than I played to in my entire life.

Boy, wouldn't I liked to have had an audience like that.

I was telling him about Woodstock,

and you should have seen his face.

Well, I'm sure he'd perform if he wanted to.

He sings at the church.

Yeah, but he ought to have a real gig.

It's just not right to waste all that talent,

as hokey as that sounds.

Well, don't look at me.

Why don't you ask red if he wants a job?

That wouldn't work. He's too independent.

He wouldn't accept our help.

We'd have to make it sound as though someone wanted him.

And, naturally, they'd ask his booking agent.

Look, I'd like to help,

but he's been out of circulation for 20 years.

Not many people remember him.

Won't you try?

Do I have a choice?

No.

Well, then I'll try.

So, if they keep building highways,

it's gonna be a world of cars and cement.

Red: Well, what do you think we should do about it?

Get the parking concession right away.

I'm glad red led you all in here,

because I've got some good news.

Reuben, it's your good news.

Well, uh, I was negotiating our next gig,

and the manager, who's an old fan of red's,

found out that we knew him,

so he wants...

Red to work on our next bill.

Oh, great. Great! Great!

Danny: Oh, wow!

Me, perform?

[Singing "I can feel your heartbeat"]

♪ Love, love can't you feel my heartbeat? ♪

♪ Love, love I can feel your heartbeat ♪

♪ love, love can't you feel my heartbeat? ♪

♪ Love, love I can feel your heartbeat ♪

♪ love, love can't you feel my heartbeat ♪

♪ love, love I can feel your heartbeat ♪

♪ love, love can't you feel it ♪

♪ love, love I can feel it ♪

♪ love, love gettin' stronger ♪

♪ love, love oh, I can feel it ♪

♪ love, love I can feel it ♪

♪ love, love it's gettin' stronger ♪♪

Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen.

And now it's my privilege to introduce

a truly great folk singer, Mr. Red woodloe.

Ladies and gentlemen,

truly a sensation,

Mr. Red woodloe!

Where's the fabulous red woodloe?

I don't know.

I knew you could always find me.

I just didn't think

you'd want to bother looking.

Well...

I didn't pay you for those odd jobs.

[Mumbles]

[Continues to play guitar]

Why'd you run away?

You know, I've been sitting here all night

trying to think up a fancy reason...

But I can't.

It all come out sounding like

one of my crazy stories.

As long as I know you're all right,

you don't have to give me a reason.

Oh, I owe you an explanation

or I wouldn't be sittin' here

trying to make one up.

Why don't you just tell me the truth?

'Cause I don't know the truth.

Why, I've always been a bum with a guitar and a hat,

and people paid me if they liked me.

And the idea of...

Having people pay,

and then decide if they like me...

That ain't my style,

so I just had to run.

Do you understand?

I think I do.

[Sighs]

But you should have told us.

The kids were so worried.

I think they're blaming themselves.

Oh, can't have that.

I should've realized.

Well, I would have explained,

but then, you see, I would have had to stay.

But if I'd stayed, I would have had to go on,

and I didn't wanna go on, so I run away.

I'm sorry.

Boy, I thought I'd heard of everything,

but running away because you're paid?

Boy, that's weird.

Say, if you think that's weird,

you come on out in the garage

while I finish up out there,

and I'll tell you the story about the man

who had all the money in the world.

That's my kind of story.

Chris: Can we go too?

Oh, sure. There's room in my story for everybody.

Come along.

Something wrong?

No.

Well, yes.

I don't know what exactly,

but I don't think red was telling the truth.

Oh?

It sounded to me

like a plain case of stage fright.

Could be.

He's never performed on a real stage

with a large audience before.

Whatever his reasons, that's his business.

But how could he do that to himself?

He's got talent most people never even heard of.

He can't just... Blow it off.

He's never gotten a cent off all those songs he's written.

It's about time he got some credit.

What can I do?

Just ask Reuben to get red another gig, that's all.

Okay. I'll talk to Reuben.

You know something?

You're pretty nice people.

I bet you say that to all your kids.

That's got it.

There's a great casual crowd out front.

How do you feel? I'm scared.

Some day, this will all make a funny story.

I keep telling myself that.

I think you need a few moments of quiet and rest.

Come on, gang.

Keith: Red, we'll be cheering for you.

Chris: Don't worry about stage fright.

You'll grow out of it.

Thanks a lot, old-timer.

See you out front.

Oh, Shirley?

Yes?

[Sighs]

Thanks for everything.

Tracy: Red? Hmm?

Are you going somewhere?

No!

Uh... well, I mean, yes.

I'm just gonna get some fresh air.

I can't sing without fresh air in my lungs.

I'll come with you.

I have something to tell you.

Come with me?

Yeah, well, maybe on second thought,

I shouldn't go.

It's cold outside.

Now, uh, what'd you wanna tell me?

Are you really afraid to go on stage?

I guess so.

I can tell you a secret.

I was scared the first time too.

No kidding. How'd you get over it?

When you get on stage, close your eyes right away,

and you won't see nothing.

And you know you can't be afraid of a nothing.

That's what you told me.

Of course.

Can't be afraid of a nothin'.

Then open one eye, then open the other.

And you'll be so busy singing,

you won't have time to be afraid.

That should work.

Now, uh...

You'd better go on back to your mama, honey.

You weren't trying to disappear again?

Oh, of course not. I...

You wouldn't lie to a little girl,

would you, red?

Never ever, honey.

Red, you're on.

Well, I guess I'm up here to sing some songs,

or maybe tell a few stories.

[Crowd chattering]

Maybe I shouldn't even be up here at all.

[Crowd quiets down]

[Guitar playing]

Surprise.

I'm the entertainment.

I bet you thought I was the janitor.

Well, my regular job is janitor.

I'm just moonlighting.

Now, right about there,

I'm supposed to jump in and sing a song,

but, uh, I got my pickin' hand going so good,

I kinda hate to interrupt it...

But I will.

♪ From the calm pacific waters ♪

♪ to the rough Atlantic shore ♪

♪ ever climbin' hills and mountains ♪

♪ like no other did before ♪

♪ she can ride the rails so easy ♪

♪ smoother than the waterfall ♪

♪ as we roll right through the prairies ♪

♪ on the wabash cannonball ♪

♪ well, now listen to the jingle ♪

♪ the rumble and the roar ♪

♪ as she glides along the woodlands ♪

♪ through the hills and by the shore ♪♪

Red, you were terrific.

I knew you had it the first time I saw you.

The first time you saw him, you thought he was dead.

Well, dead or not,

I know talent when I see it.

They wanna book you here for four weeks.

Oh, that's great!

[All congratulating]

Oh, congratulations, red.

Yeah!

Reuben... I can't take the job.

Well, this kind of life is fine for you

because you love it.

Me, well, I love to sing,

but when I gotta be some place and sing at 8:00,

and 10:00, and 12...

Well, that ain't just singing anymore.

That's business.

And for me, there ain't nothing

that will take the fun out of somethin' faster

than makin' it a business.

Besides, I got my home.

The way things are,

I'm free to enjoy my home as often as I want.

That's what makes me happy.

Well, I guess that's kind of hard

for you all to understand, isn't it?

I think we understand, red.

Well, then what's everybody standing around

with such a gloomy face on for?

Come on. Let's get on home.

We've got a lot of work to do in that garage.

Come on, kids.

Did I ever tell you the story

about the scarecrow and the talking chicken?

Chris: Chickens can't talk.

Red: Now, you went and ruined the end of my story.

That scarecrow was a ventriloquist.

Well, we've got a whole church full of singers here today.

My friends, the partridge family

have stopped by to pay us a little visit.

And they tell me they've got a very special song

that they'd like to sing for us.

Folks?

[Crowd murmuring]

Thank you, red.

My son, Keith, wrote this song,

and he dedicated it to Mr. Woodloe,

so we couldn't think of a better place

to sing it for the first time.

[Singing "find peace in your soul"]

♪ I was cold and tired and hungry ♪

♪ and a long, long way from home ♪

♪ when I met an old man singing by the road ♪

♪ well, he offered me his overcoat ♪

♪ and a place to rest my feet ♪

♪ when I tried to thank him he just smiled and sang to me ♪

♪ you ain't gonna find it lookin' down that road ♪

♪ you find joy in the world ♪

♪ you find joy in your soul ♪

♪ well, they were having a revival ♪

♪ in a tent just down the road ♪

♪ I was soaking wet so I stepped inside ♪

♪ where I could dry my clothes ♪

♪ standing right in front of me ♪

♪ was a crippled soldier boy ♪

♪ but those crutches didn't keep him ♪

♪ from singing out with joy ♪

♪ you ain't gonna find it lookin' down that road ♪

♪ you find peace in the world ♪

♪ you find peace in your soul ♪

♪ and you ain't gonna find it lookin' down that road ♪

♪ you find peace in the world

♪ you find peace in your soul ♪♪

[♪♪♪]

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