All language subtitles for Little House on the Prairie - 9x16 - Home Again (Part 1)

What do you think?

I think it looks very good
on you, Mr. Hawkins.

So do I.
Yes. So do I.

Mr. Ingalls.

Yes, Mr. Janes.

Might I see you
a moment?

Certainly, sir.
I'll be right back.

Close the drapes.

What, may I ask,
do you think you're doing out there?

Sir?

Doing?
What are you doing?

I'm selling a h-hat
to Mr. Hawkins, sir.

Really? Mr. Hawkins is a wealthy man,
Ingalls, very wealthy.

He can afford to purchase the
most expensive hat in the store.

Why are you letting him
try on a cheap hat?

He saw the hat in the window,
and he liked it.

It looks good
on him.

Customers don't know
what they look good in.

They rely on salesmen
to tell them.

Why tell a customer he
looks good in a cheap hat

when you can tell him he
looks good in an expensive one,

and we make
more profit besides?

Well, answer me.

It's my mistake, sir.

Yes, your mistake.

I'll take care
of Mr. Hawkins.

Oh, by the way,

I want all the pressing
finished this evening.

Mr. Janes, I've worked late every
night this week. I promised my wife...

Mr. Ingalls,
I don't care what you promised your wife.

You work for me... And at a fair wage,
I might add,

and when I give you an order,
I expect it to be carried out,

unless, of course,
you wish to find yourself another position.

Is that understood?

Y-Yes, sir,
it's understood.

Ah, Mr. Hawkins,
may I help you, sir?

Who on earth put
that hat on your head?

Hawkins:
Well, I was...

Mr. Hawkins,
please allow me to show you a hat

that's more befitting
a man of your stature.

See who it is,
Ingalls.

Officer coogan.

I went by your house. They
told me you were working late.

What's wrong?

I'm afraid
it's the boy again.

Dear god. What now?

Stealing again.

Was he
with the morgans?

Yes, he was.

How many times have I told
him to stay away from them?

Charles, I'm afraid
there's no way

you can pay for the
stolen items this time.

The sergeant and the store
owner both want him put away.

It's his third time.

All right.
I'll get right down there.

I'm sorry,
Charles. I know what you're going through.

I had it with my boy,

and me a policeman
to boot.

Thanks for
letting me know.

Right.

God be with you.

Who was it?

It was someone for me.
I'm going to have to go now.

I'll finish this up
in the morning.

Just a minute,
Ingalls.

Mr. Janes,
I'll come in before the store opens

and I'll finish
the work.

I think I made myself clear
this afternoon. You work for me...

Mr. Janes,
this is important. I have to go!

If it's more important
than your job, then go,

but don't bother
coming back.

I'm serious, Ingalls.
You leave and you're through.

Ingalls! Ingalls!

Ingalls!

Excuse me. Is there
a sergeant bates here?

In the corner.
Thanks.

Sergeant bates,
my name is Charles Ingalls. My son...

Be right with you.
Sit down.

Bates: Ingalls.

Ingalls!

That's the complaint.

It's signed by
the shop owner.

Third time.
Enough's enough.

This time, he's got
to suffer for it.

How bad
will it be?

Workhouse.

3, maybe 5 years.

Uh... the shopkeeper,
Mr. Gibson,

if he doesn't
press charges?

He will.

If he doesn't,
what happens then?

You can
take him home,

but what for?

Look, I know how
you feel, Ingalls,

but these kids,
they don't want to change.

My son already
has changed.

What do you mean?

He changed when we
came to this city. I'll be back.

Mr. Gibson.

Are you Mr. Gibson?

Yes.

My name is Charles
Ingalls. My son...

Oh, you're father
of one of the boys

who tried to Rob my store.

Yes, sir, I am.

Well, if you're here to
plea for that little hoodlum,

you're wasting
your time and mine.

Mr. Gibson, please...

I have told you
how I feel.

I know how you feel,

but if you could have known
my son just two years ago,

he was a good boy,
he never got in trouble.

Mr. Ingalls, I do not care how
your son was two years ago.

He tried to Rob
my store tonight.

Now I told you,
you're wasting your time.

I'm talking about
my son!

My son!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Mr. Ingalls.

Would you like
a cup of coffee?

We can talk.

Yeah.

I hope it's all right.

I never could make
a decent cup of coffee.

Julia, my wife,
she died last year.

She always said
what would become of me

if she was gone,
who would make my coffee.

She was right.

I never would've believed
you were the boy's father.

The other boys, the morgans,
I know their father,

so I understand why
they are the way they are.

But you?

How does it happen?

I don't know.

Oh, that's not true.

He's not the same.
I'm not the same.

It's being here,
this city.

I'm not saying
all the blame lies here.

We came from a...

Small town...

Walnut grove.
Everybody knew everybody.

Had supper with my family
every night.

Did things together...
Fishing, picnics.

But here...

My little ones go to one school,
and he goes to another.

He can't fish in cement.

I can't have supper
with my family at night

because I have
to work late every night,

and if I don't work late every night,
there's somebody else who will,

and they'll have my job
the next day.

It's just so different here,

so different.

Why did you
come to the city?

To earn a living.

I just got tired
of worrying

where the money was going to
come from month in and month out.

That's funny. It didn't bother
me when I was a young man.

I kind of thought
it was a challenge.

When you get older,
you want to feel secure.

I mean, not just
for yourself.

Your wife and your kids,
you want them to feel secure.

I know what you mean.

If I were
to drop the charges

against your boy,

what would you do?

You can't just let it
go on like this.

To be honest,
I don't know.

You've got
to get the boy

out of the environment
that he's in now.

But how?

I think if I was you,
I'd take him home...

To your little town.

Oh, I wish I could,
but I can't.

I can't pull up stakes now.
My wife has a job here.

The children have their schooling.
They've made new friends.

Do you have
any family there?

Yeah. Yeah. I...

I have a daughter
and her husband.

Maybe he could
live with them.

But without US?

Mr. Ingalls...

If things
remain as they are,

he's going
to be living

away from home
anyway...

In a workhouse.

I know you're right.

Away from US...

Maybe I could
talk to my wife.

Does that mean you
will drop the charges?

Yeah.

We can go on down to the
station house now if you want.

Never could sleep

after I had a cup
of my coffee anyway.

Albert,
your mother and I have had a talk.

Oh?

And we've decided that
it would be best for you

if you were
out of the city...

So I'm going to take
you back to walnut grove.

I don't want
to go back.

My friends are here.
I like it here.

What you want and
what's going to be

are two entirely
different things.

I won't go.

You'll do
what I say.

And if I don't?

If you don't, then
I'll ask Mr. Gibson

to change his mind and
press charges against you.

You'd do that?

I'd have to do that.

I am not
going to sit back

and watch you
destroy your life

and your mother's
and mine.

I'm not
going to do that.

You're not the only
one in this family.

You're hurting
all of US,

and I'm not going to
let it happen anymore.

I'll contact
your sister tomorrow.

We'll leave
by the end of the week.

My son Willie would not
be chewing tobacco

if you hadn't
encouraged him!

Mrs. Oleson, you have
a full-grown boy there.

He's got a mind
of his own.

He don't need
encouragement from me!

Oh, that's not true
and you know it!

Now, he looks up to you,
and you know that, too!

He does?
Yes! Ha!

Probably 'cause
I'm taller than him.

Uh!

Yech!

This is no time
for humor, Mr. Edwards!

Now, Willie told me
that you gave him that tobacco!

He asked me for it,
so I gave it to him.

Well, why wouldn't
he come to me?

I'm his mother!

He probably didn't
want to interrupt you

while
you're talking!

Oh, Mr. Edwards!

Uh, what on earth
are you two doing?

Just talking.

Interrupting you
is what they mean.

Why don't you break their
fingers so they can't do it?

Oh, for heaven...
Sakes!

Ha ha! I love
tormenting that woman!

Come on, Matthew,
we got a load to deliver.

Come over for supper
on Thursday.

Oh, well, we'd love to!

Make a whole bunch,
will you?

This boy eats more
than he can swallow.

I will.
See ya.

Bye-bye.

All right,
turn her loose.

Off we go.

Laura, it's a telephone
call for you. It's Charles.

Pa?

Want some popcorn?

No thanks.

It's good.

I didn't burn it,
for a change.

Beth...

You're gonna
stop worrying?

You should have
heard him on the phone.

Pa's always been
so strong,

no matter
what the problem.

Manly,
he sounded so lost.

Boys go through changes
in their lives,

bad periods.

Did you?

Well, not like the one
Albert's going through,

but it was different
for me.

I grew up on a farm.

I didn't have time to
get into that kind of trouble.

I couldn't believe he
was talking about Albert.

He was a straight "a"
student, hard-working.

All he ever talked about
was becoming a doctor.

Well, don't give up
on him yet.

He's only a boy.

Look. I think your pa
has the right idea.

Get him out of the city.

You wait and see.

A couple weeks back here,

and he's gonna get his
thinking all straightened out.

I hope you're right.

I am.

Now, look.

You're gonna start looking
on the bright side of this.

Your pa's coming
for a visit.

You're happy about that,
aren't you?

Of course I am.

All right, then.

Stop worrying until you've
got something to worry about.

And have
some of this popcorn.

You need your strength.

All right.

I love you.

I love you, too.

But you did burn
the popcorn.

There's the old house.

Looks like they're taking
pretty good care of the place.

I thought you'd have been
a little bit excited

seeing the old house.

It was your idea
to come here, not mine.

What time is it?

About two minutes later than
the last time you asked me.

The stage is late.

Beth, the stage
is always late.

I know.

Why don't you go inside and relax,
get the baby something to drink?

I'll let you know
when the stage comes in.

Ok. She's probably
thirsty anyway.

Come on, let's
get something to drink.

Stage late
as usual, huh?

Yes. Could I get
some juice for the baby?

I just put some fresh
in the icebox.

Thanks.

Stay there.

I wish Caroline could
have made the trip back.

So do I,

but there's just no way
she could have gotten away.

You know,
it's so funny...

I know I'm a grown woman
now with a husband and a child,

but when it comes to seeing pa again,
I feel like a little girl.

I know what you mean,
but fathers feel the same way.

You'll never grow up
to him, either.

You're probably right.

I didn't realize
how much I missed him

till I found out
he was coming home.

Seems like he's
been gone forever.

Charles:
Is that a fact?

If you miss me so much,
why weren't you outside to meet me?

Oh, pa.

Hi, half-pint.

Oh!

Oh, pa!

How's my girl?

Oh, fine.

Almanzo was supposed to
tell me when the stage got in.

Yeah, well,
I'm glad he didn't.

This way I get to
hug my girl in private.

Well, you're not in private,
Charles Ingalls.

I'm here, and I expect a hug.

Well, come and get it.

Oh, hester-sue.

Oh, it's so good
to see you.

Oh, it's so good
to see you.

You have a friend
sitting over there.

I don't believe it.
That can't be Rose.

Yes, it can.

Oh, look at you.

Well, come here
to granddaddy.

Oh, look how big
you're getting.

Do you remember
grandad? Huh?

Uh-oh. I don't think so.

Well, we're going to fix that. Yes,
we are.

I don't believe it. She
looks ready for school.

Don't rush it.
Where's Albert?

Oh, they're outside
getting the luggage down.

You bring
your granddaughter.

Yes, mom.

Come on, now.
You come with grandad.

Charles,
welcome home.

It's good
to be home.

Albert.

I missed you so much.

I missed you, too.

Well, you got to tell US
all about life in the big city.

We country folk don't get
to hear first-hand stories

from you city slickers
too often.

Charles:
Hold on, young lady.

We'd like to get settled in
the hotel first, if you don't mind.

Hot bath and a little rest
might feel good, too.

That would feel
very, very good.

Come on, Albert,
let's get these bags upstairs.

There'll be plenty of time
for city talk at supper tonight.

I made your favorite...
Chicken and dumplings.

Sounds good.
I'll see you tonight.

He's so different.

I know. He didn't want
to come back here.

He made that
quite plain.

Well, he'll come around once
he sees his old friends again.

I just pray to god
you're right.

Aw, well,
I'll tell you what.

I'm going to give you
my beautiful granddaughter

while her grandpa
goes and takes a bath.

I don't want her thinking
I'm some kind of a bum

who doesn't bathe.

What time's supper
tonight?

7:00?
Perfect.

I'll have almanzo
come and pick you up.

No. That's all right.
We can walk.

You sure?

I'm very sure.

Feel good to walk on something
besides cement for a change.

Know something? I'm
feeling better already.

I'll see you tonight.

Let's go.

Almanzo: It was
an opportunity

I just couldn't pass up.

You've seen the papers
on the stallion.

He's got the best
bloodlines in hero township.

They're pretty impressive,
all right.

I still think you're taking quite a chance,
though, buying a horse that's lame.

Well, I couldn't have
afforded him otherwise.

He's about 100% better than
he was when I first got him.

I keep him wrapped up
real good,

and doc baker's been
treating him twice a week.

How long before you think
you can start breeding him?

Couple of months
if all goes well.

Laura: Can you imagine...

"the Wilder farm,
finest horses in the territory."

Charles: I guess I can
always say I knew you when.

Albert,
what's wrong?

Laura made that
special for you.

I know.

I'm just not hungry.

You didn't have
any lunch.

I'm not hungry!

Don't raise
your voice to me.

Laura: It's probably
just the long trip.

There's nothing
that upsets my stomach

more than a stagecoach ride
across the prairie.

How about some hot tea?
That might settle it a bit.

No. I'll be fine.

I'll get it.

Doc.

Dr. Baker: I'm sorry
to disturb you, Laura.

Charles Ingalls!

Hiram, how are you?

Oh, good to see you.

I knew you were
coming in today,

but I had rounds from early
morning on. And look at Albert.

Hello, doctor.

Charles,
won't be long

before he'll have to
look down to talk to you.

I know, doc.

Well, look at me taking up all
your time your first day back.

I'll leave you
with your family.

Laura: Oh,
stay and have some hot apple pie.

It'll be ready
in 15 minutes.

Oh, I don't want
to intrude.

Yes, you do
want to intrude,

and you love
my apple pie.

Well, to pay for the pie
and my intrusion,

I'll check
that stallion of yours.

I'll go with you. I want to take
another look at that animal myself.

Albert, you coming?

No. I'll stay in here
and finish my supper.

All right.

What's so funny now?

I was just thinking
about the time

when we voted Nancy
to run the school,

and then she found out
that it meant

she had to get dunked
at the fair.

Ha ha!

Yeah, I do seem to remember
a look of surprise on her face.

More like horror!
Ha ha!

I'll tell you, your stomach
really got better quick tonight.

I think you ate more pie
than almanzo.

Yeah, it was good.

Laura's right. It must
have been the trip.

You know,
I know you didn't want to come back here,

but you're going to be
starting school tomorrow,

and I hope
you give it a chance.

Sure, I will.

You. I can't figure
you out, you know it?

I mean, at the supper table,
you didn't say two words,

and we went out to
the barn for a few minutes

and come back and... It's the
difference between day and night.

Well, I was feeling
better, that's all.

I told you.

Yeah.

Well, I'm going
to let you get to sleep.

You've got school tomorrow.

I love you, son.

I love you, too, pa.

Good night.

Good night.

Better keep your eye
on what you're doing.

What?

Said you better keep
your eye on that saw blade,

or you're gonna be picking
your nose with your elbow.

Oh, yeah.

Come on. Let's eat some lunch.

Will you look at the size of
that lunch Laura fixed up for you?

She must think
you eat like almanzo.

Yeah, I know.

Do me a favor and help me eat some of this,
huh?

Well, only to be friendly,
I might have a couple of them chicken legs.

Come on,
now. The boy's in school. He's doing fine.

Now, eat some lunch.

Yeah. I know
you're right.

Young uns. Tell you,
one day they make you feel young.

The next day,
they make you feel real old.

That they do.

I just wonder
where I went wrong.

I mean, a man couldn't have
asked for a better son than him.

Well, like you say,
he got in with a bad crowd.

No, but it all
happened so fast.

Granted, I worked late
every night.

I didn't spend the time
with him that I should.

Now, come on, now,
don't be blaming yourself for working hard.

Boy should've understood that.
You've got no reason to feel guilt.

Tell you what I think. I think we
go about raising kids all wrong.

I think the minute they
get big enough to work,

then the father
ought to just quit

and go off and lay
in a hammock somewhere.

Right, and let
the kids take over.

Man's done his share.

Tell me something, Charles.
Now, be honest.

Don't you
sometimes get tired

of all the work and worry it
takes bringing up a young UN?

Oh, I never did till all
this started with Albert.

But I'll tell you
something, Isaiah,

you get to a point
where you say...

"Dear god, I don't know what
to do anymore. I've lost him."

I just don't know how
to get through to him.

That's why I keep
looking at that school,

wondering if he's going to stay,
is he going to work...

Wondering how he's going
to feel tonight or tomorrow

because I never know
from one minute to the next.

You know,
you told me I shouldn't feel any guilt,

and I don't,
not about the trouble he's gotten into.

I don't blame myself
for that.

I did the best I could,
the best I know how.

But I do feel guilt...

Because sometimes...

Sometimes I wish that he would
go away and never come back.

Oh, you don't
mean that, Charles.

Oh, but I do.

Isaiah, I mean it.

You know, I am tired of
going to bed at night

and wondering where he
is and what he's doing.

I'm tired of hearing his mother
cry herself to sleep at night

because of some trouble
that he's gotten into.

I can't take it anymore.

I need peace, Isaiah.

My family
needs it, too.

And if it means
never seeing him again,

then god help me,
that's how it's going to be.

Stu, would you take the next problem,
please?

12 carry a 1,
15 carry a 1, 22.

The answer is 2,252.

Thank you very much,
Stuart.

You're welcome, miss plum,
it was really quite simple.

Jason, would you take the last problem,
please?

Um...

Go ahead, Jason.

15 carry 1...
Is, um...

Miss plum, I can't see
the problem very well.

Well, you can move
closer, Jason.

15 carry a 1... Is...

Miss plum,
I still can't see the board very well.

That's all right, Jason.

It's lunchtime anyway.
Class dismissed.

Jason. Jason,
can I see you a minute?

Jason, I didn't know you
had trouble seeing the board.

Well... it...

It just started
a little while back.

I wish you would
have told me.

I didn't think to.

Have you mentioned it
to your parents?

No, ma'am.

Well, I think
you should.

I have a feeling you need eyeglasses,
young man.

You think so?

I certainly do.

You go home
and tell your ma.

I will, first thing
when I get home.

All right.
Go eat your lunch.

Hurry up,
Albert. We can get a game going.

Can I play?

Not on my team.

Why not?

Because you stink.

Oh.

Well, it's my turn
to choose first,

and I want Albert
on my team.

I don't want
to play.

Why not?

I don't want to,
that's all.

You always loved
playing ball.

Not anymore. There's
no place to play in the city.

Oh, you're
kidding.

I wouldn't want
to live there.

But you're here now.
Come on, play.

I don't want to!

Games are for kids.

What's the matter with him?

Jeb, he's not
going to play.

Will you
choose me first?

No.

Why not?

You know why not.

Yeah.
Because I stink.

Let's go.
Right.

I won't stink when I get my
glasses. You wait and see.

I'll do everything better
when I get my glasses.

Come on!

Let's go!

All right.
Who's next?

We only got a couple minutes.

I'm up.

I thought you said
this was for kids.

Changed my mind.
Come on, pitch it.

This will be a home run.

Hey, I thought
you said he could hit.

Just pitch
and stop talking.

Jeb: Yeah.
Just one more strike.

You know what?

I think you need
glasses, too.

Miss plum:
Albert. Albert!

Have you
finished the test?

No, ma'am.

May I
see your paper?

I want you to remain
after the class is dismissed.

Yes, ma'am.

Why were you
sleeping in class?

I was tired.

You didn't seem
very tired after lunch

when I had to correct you
several times for talking.

It just happened
all of a sudden.

I didn't sleep too good
last night.

Too well.

Yes, ma'am.

Being in a strange place,
I couldn't sleep too well.

All right.

I'll accept that excuse
this time, but no more.

Am I understood?

Yes, ma'am.

I'll allow you
to make up the test

tomorrow
during study hour.

You can go.

Was she mad?

No. She said I can make
up the test tomorrow.

She's nice.
Yeah.

Hey, come on
over to the store.

We've got those sour balls
you used to like so much.

Ok.

You glad to be back?

No. I like
the city.

Lots of
stuff to do.

Yeah? Like what?

Be with your friends.
We had a gang.

Did you have
your own clubhouse?

No. That's sissy stuff.

Oh. Yeah. Sure.

Willie: Hi, pa.

Ah. Well, Albert,
it's nice to see you back.

Hi, Mr. Oleson.

Can we have
some sour balls?

Sure. Sure. How's
the rest of the family?

Oh, they're fine,
just fine.

Nels, I can't make
head or tail out of...

Why, Albert.

Hi, Mrs. Oleson.

Oh, it's so nice
to see you.

What a shame that your
mother couldn't be here.

Well,
she's working.

Oh? I see.

So you and you father
decided to go on a little trip, huh?

Well, it was
pa's idea.

Really? Huh.

Seems strange,
his wanting to be away from Caroline.

Harriet.

I didn't mean
anything by...

Your mother and father are
getting along all right, aren't they?

Harriet, please. Willie,
would you do me a favor?

Will you take this shipment of medical
supplies down to Dr. Baker's office for me?

He can do that after
he cleans up his room.

It will only
take a minute, Harriet.

After he cleans
his room.

I could take that over for you,
Mr. Oleson.

Well, thank you, Albert.
I'd appreciate that.

Oh, no problem. I'll see you tomorrow,
Willie.

Right.

There we go.

Well, it's nice
to have you back, Albert.

Go clean up your room.

Yes, ma'am.

I wonder what's going on
between Charles and Caroline.

Why does there have to be
anything going on, Harriet?

Well, they split up.

Oh, that's
ridiculous.

Really? Now,
don't you think it's just a little bit odd

that a husband goes off on
a long trip without his wife?

No, I don't.

Oh, for heaven's
sakes, nels.

Now, what do you think
people would say

if you went off to Chicago
without me?

Don't you think they'd
be just a little bit shocked?

Only if I
came back, Harriet.

Hey, hester-sue.

Why, Albert,
how are you?

Fine,
thanks. I thought I'd drop by and see

if you still made the best
corn muffins in hero township.

Oh, so you didn't
forget my corn muffins.

I sure didn't.

I think you'll find
what you want

right under that towel,
and help yourself.

Thanks.