All language subtitles for The Waltons S04E02 The Genius 1080p AMZN WEB-DL DDP2 0 H 265-SiGMA (1)_track3_[eng]

In those trying years
of the Depression

the achievements
of any Walton family member

were a source of pride
for all of us.

But the visit to our home
of an extraordinary young man

gave us all a new, and perhaps
more balanced perspective

in our views toward
academic brilliance.

It happened on a weekend when
we were getting ready

for a church bazaar.

-Jason!
-Hey!

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

It was alright. Come on.

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

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

Get away from the stove.
This is burning hot.

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

Looks good, Granny.
Can we have some?

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

Well, it just sounds old.

I know I'm no spring chicken,

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

Can we have some candy, Grandma?

No, you can't.

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

That sounds crazy to me.

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

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

So we make out alright.
Where's Mary Ellen?

She's selling tickets
for the bazaar.

Grandma, when we
gonna make fudge?

Later.

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

Why not charge the
church and keep the cash?

-You have a head for business.
-I better work on my homework.

How's your play coming, Erin?

Wish you hadn't talked me
into giving Jason

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

Last night he wouldn't
even read the script.

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

Speaking of Jason,
has anybody seen him?

He's working out in the mill.

Mama, you think Daddy
will come home this weekend?

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

Can Grandpa make me some kind
of suit of armor for my costume?

If he can spare the time.
Ask him quick.

He's working on those boots.

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

Joan of Arc. The greatest
military genius who ever lived.

And she was a saint.

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

killing people
and all and still be a saint?

"Joan, you are the
fairest maiden

"that has ever delighted
these weary eyes.

"Alas, I fear no man on earth
can lift the siege of Orl ans,

"much less a frail lass
of thy innocence!"

You're saying it all wrong.

You really expect me
to say stuff like that?

It's the way you say it, stupid.
Recite it right.

It's pure poetry.

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

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

It'll be just a minute,
Mr. Walton.

Thank you.

Hi.

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

-Mr. Walton.
-Thank you.

-Neighbor Walton.
-Neighbor Beck.

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

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

-Sit down.
-Thank you very much.

How is the family?

They're fine. Thank you.
They ask after you often.

And how is the
woodcutting business?

That could be
a little bit better.

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

No serious problems I hope.

No, nothing more than
is usual these days.

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

Partly.

Your...Your grades
are passing so far.

Frankly, with your scholarship
coming up for review

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

Make a lot easier for me to back
up my recommendation

for your scholarship.

We didn't have too much advanced
math in Miss Hunter's class

but I'm working hard
to make it up.

Well, I'll tell you something,
neighbor Walton

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

rank very high among the world's
unfathomable mysteries.

Nevertheless,
the subject is required.

There's a young man on campus
who could be of great help.

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

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

But if you don't mind

I'd like to attach a condition
to the arrangement.

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

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

Take him home with you
over the weekend.

The young man's name
is Lyle Thomason.

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

He's 16 and he's a sophomore?

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

and probably graduate
within a year.

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

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

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

But if you think
your parents wouldn't mind,

I'd appreciate it a great deal.

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

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

The young man's problem will
become apparent to you quickly.

But, you should treat him as if
he has a problem, understand?

-No, frankly.
-You will, Walton.

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

John Walton,
may I present Lyle Thomason.

Hello again.

The house is just
a few more miles up here,

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

if that's alright with you.

Got to pick up some chocolate
and some sugar for my mother.

Church is having a bazaar
on Sunday,

and Grandma and my sisters
are gonna make some candy.

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

about Joan of Arc.

Where's your home, Lyle?

Emporia.

Emporia. You usually go back
there on the weekend?

No.

I usually spend my weekends
in the library.

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

Chemistry.
That's your major, huh?

No.

Dr. Ryland discussed
nephelometric analysis

in a paper he wrote last year.

I'm doing some experiments
to test the validity

of his conclusions.

What is that?

Nephelometric analysis,
what is that?

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

and determine the effect
the turbidity has

on the transmission of light.

Oh.

You want to come on in?

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

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

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

He'll spend the weekend with us.
Ike and Corabeth Godsey.

How do you do?

Nice to meet you, young man.

John-Boy, what can
we do for you?

My mama wants five packages of
cooking chocolate

and 10 pounds of sugar.

Your mama making fudge,
John-Boy?

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

Esther's rightfully famous
for her fudge.

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

I certainly will, sugar lump.

You tell your grandma to save
some of that fudge for me.

When I got to the bazaar
last year, it was gone.

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

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

We'll be sure to buy some,
Corabeth.

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

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

No.

The statistical probabilities
of winning any money're small.

A person would be foolish
to waste a nickel

against such odds.

I don't know about that.

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

-he won a jackpot last week.
-Yeah, he sure did.

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

Miss Emily won the jackpot
two times in one afternoon?

That's right.

You gotta get one of those
cherries on the right-hand side

and you win four nickels.

Mr. Godsey, I don't think the
young man is interested.

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

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

Yeah.

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

Well, the probability of getting
three identical symbols is

49-to-1 against you.

And the chance of getting
three bars and a jackpot

is only one in 343.

Young man, are you suggesting
that we are taking

unfair advantage of people?

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

Considering the aggregate sum
of the various probabilities

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

That's assuming there have been
no adjustments designed

to return less than
chance would predict.

Therefore, if a person induced
people to play the machine

by promising a profit

it would certainly be
fraudulent misrepresentation.

I do vow and declare.

-John-Boy...
-We better get on back, Lyle.

Come on.

We'll see you all later. Bye.

Bye.

Mr. Godsey, are you going to
allow that remark

to go unchallenged?

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

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

I'm sure my figures are correct.

In fact, it's possible there
were even more than

seven fruit symbols
on each of the drums.

I couldn't see them very well.

In that case, the probabilities
of winning are even smaller.

Sounded kind of insulting to me.

Sounded like you were
accusing them of cheating.

The man should post a sign

explaining the statistical
probabilities.

Some people aren't
aware of them.

-Grandpa.
-Hi.

Grandpa, this is Lyle Thomason.

-Lyle, huh?
-Yeah.

I'm happy to meet you,
young man.

-You also a writer?
-No.

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

Oh, is that so?

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

The only physics I ever took
was stewed prunes.

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

Sometimes he just gets started
and goes on for days.

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

I'm happy to have you.

You've just won a great battle.

So you march proudly
into the Captain's office,

then you turn this side, put
down your sword, and I come in.

-Hey, John-Boy.
-Hey.

We don't want to interrupt your
rehearsal or anything

but this is Lyle Thomason.

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

-Hey.
-Hi.

Go on ahead. We don't
want to disturb anything.

You're not disturbing anything.

Alright. Let's try it again.

Listen, Erin, can I maybe
just play my guitar

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

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

for me to start
supper pretty quick.

-This is the last batch.
-Hey.

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

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

I'd like you to meet
Lyle Thomason.

My mama, my grandma,
Elizabeth, and Mary Ellen.

I hope you'll excuse the mess.

If it's alright, I've asked Lyle
to spend the weekend with us.

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

We're happy to have you, Lyle.

Good. We better go upstairs
and put your stuff in my room.

Come on.

Grandma, can we make
the fudge?

-Not until I start supper.
-No.

You can have the bed.

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

I like to sleep
with the window open.

If that gets too cold,
just let me know.

Why does your grandfather
like to make puns?

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

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

And that would be
vector analysis.

Most people have trouble
with that.

Vectors are simply
graphic representations

indicating the magnitude
and direction of forces.

Most of the problems
can be simplified

by resolving the vectors
into components of right angles

to obtain the component
of a resultant force

in a given direction.

There's one problem in
particular that I mean.

A 900-pound weight
lifted by a crane

with its boom 30 degrees
from vertical.

Yeah.

To calculate the horizontal pull
on the upper cable,

you assume that it is one side
of a 30, 60, 90-degree triangle.

Thus, the Pythagorean theorem
simplifies it to the equation,

x square plus 900 square
equals four x square.

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

which is 519.6.

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

No.

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

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

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

You just make yourself at home.

-Hey, John-Boy.
-Grandpa.

What is it that Dean Beck wants
you to do for that new boy?

What?

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

I don't really know.

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

I don't think he's shy.

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

Those infernal slot machines.

I don't blame about that.

One-armed bandits
with a license to steal.

He's like some kind of Martian
or something.

The way he looks at you
from out of those glasses

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

He's landed here
amongst a mess of strangers

maybe he'll loosen up
after a while.

Well, I hope so.

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

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

Looks good...

Thank you.

It would seem impractical
to crowd everyone in on the side

and leave one chair vacant.

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

Grandma, would you say the
blessing tonight, please?

Join hands.

Join hands.

Lord, we thank you for this food

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

We humbly ask thy blessing

thank you for making us aware
of thy everlasting presence.

-Amen.
-Amen.

Pass the hot dogs.

Do you have
any brothers and sisters, Lyle?

No, I don't have any.

What does your daddy do to make
a living down there in Emporia?

He used to be a blacksmith.

But he lost his shop
several years ago.

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

They must have mighty fine
schools down there in Emporia.

I didn't go to school
in Emporia.

Where did you go to school,
young man?

When I was five,
my teacher took me

to the University of Virginia
for some psychometric tests.

-Then I went to Chicago.
-Why Chicago?

A special school.

Most of the time,
I was being tested

and interviewed by
psychologists.

I spent 10 years there.
It was very interesting.

When did you see your parents
in all that time?

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

That's all?

Must've been hard on you.

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

I don't go home very often.

My mother and father
can't read or write.

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

Somewhere near the edge of town.

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

Boy, he can remember problems

word for word
he hasn't seen in years.

What's your secret, Lyle?

I have a photographic memory.

Dr. Elliot at the
University of Chicago

thought it was
very interesting.

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

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

to have a photographic memory.

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

He said "photographic,"
not "phonographic."

Yes, Esther,
phonographic memory.

He never could forget a song
once he heard it

on the Victrola.

Lyle, would you like
some corn bread?

Yes.

This food is good.

Thank you very much, Lyle.

I, too, shall partake
of more legumes

if yon fair maiden
will transport the vessel hence.

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

I, too, my Lord.

I'm glad to hear you fellows
seem to be enjoying

your sister's play.

I'll tell you. It's improved
your language already 100%.

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

-And to the bazaar.
-I don't go to church.

How'd you get out of it?

I have no reason to go.

Don't you believe in God?

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

-But you are a Christian?
-No.

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

Most of them in the world
aren't Christians.

If we'd all been born in India,
we'd probably all be Hindus.

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

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

What do you believe in, Lyle?

Primitive people manufacture
gods and religions

to account for unexplained
natural phenomena.

But superstitious beliefs
and religions

are a hindrance
to scientific thought.

Intelligent people avoid them.

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

have they, Lyle?

That would be trying
to prove a negative,

which is logically impossible.

Unless a positive concept
is first established and proven,

a negative cannot be defined.

Thus, the negative concept
cannot be subjected to analysis

for verification.

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

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

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

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

"Superstitious beliefs."

Some things have to be
taken on faith.

Professor Carlton
hypothesizes that...

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

Stay.

When dinner's over... Grandpa
and I are gonna go to the church

and fix up some booths
for the bazaar.

You want to come
and help us out?

No.

Eat your supper.

-Don't do that.
-Why not?

You'll shake
all the parts loose.

I may shake it all
back together again.

It's not working the way
it is right now.

I bet you it's the crystal.

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

That's the crystal right there.

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

Who built the set?

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

Try it again.

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

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

The antenna should be as high
and unobstructed as possible.

However, since your
antenna's so short

I think we may use an expedient.

Lyle, what are you doing?

Bedsprings make
an excellent antenna.

Strange as it may seem

the antenna may serve
two opposite purposes.

At the transmitting station,
the antenna sends out into space

radio waves which have been
converted from sound waves

by the transmitting set.

Sure, Lyle, whatever you say.

At the receiving end, the
antenna catches the radio waves

and leads them into the receiver

where they are converted
into sound waves again.

Actually, it is possible to
construct certain special arrays

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

the signal.

You still writing
that letter to Daddy?

Seems so much to tell him.

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

It'll be a sizable envelope.
This is from Elizabeth.

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

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

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

You got a lot of postage there.

I don't care how much it costs

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

Goodnight.

Hi.

What're you doing?

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

What are these notes for?

I'm writing a novel
about the mountain.

I find most novels
a waste of time.

Oh, really?

Most of them present highly
romanticized representations

of life.

Still, you ought
to be given credit

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

Well, thank you very much.

You comfortable here?

Yes, I'm fine.

I was surprised that you asked
me to come to your house

for the weekend.

Dean Beck said that
I would enjoy it.

Well, are you enjoying yourself?

I don't get along
with people very well.

I never had any brothers
or sisters.

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

except psychologists
and professors.

I guess everyone thought
I was different.

You're smarter than anybody
I know.

Yes, that's true.

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

-Mary Ellen?
-Yes.

Yes, she is bright.

Most girls seem
to have no interest

in intellectual matters.

They're very hard to talk to.

Do you have trouble
talking to girls?

Sometimes.

What do you usually
discuss with them?

As in the case of your sister.

What kind of things
should I talk to her about?

Well, I don't know.

You just talk about what you
think might interest her.

I mean, Mary Ellen
has lots of interests.

I was at the World's Fair
at Chicago once.

-Many interesting exhibits.
-You see, that's perfect.

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

It's a great idea.

Come along.

The sad thing about him is,
Grandpa

he seems to know
he rubs people the wrong way.

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

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

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

He don't even laugh at my jokes.

You gonna need me much longer?

No. I would like you'd try on
that armor I made for Erin.

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

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

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

I don't think Erin's ever
gonna get that play put on

the way she's having trouble
with her actors.

They all keep complaining
till the curtain goes up

and then they'll start
putting on the dog.

I think this looks great,
Grandpa.

Yeah, you can run along now.

I know you're anxious to get
back to the physics

and that boy genius of yours.

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

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

I wouldn't be at all surprised.

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

I reckon he's human after all.

I wouldn't be too sure
about that.

Well, one thing's for sure.

His mind isn't on
vector analysis right now.

Hello, Lyle.

At the Chicago World's Fair they
had some hybrid turnips

that weighed six pounds.

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

Is that so?

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

They also had a display

demonstrating
the synthetic ammonia process

for making fixed nitrogen
for fertilizers.

Most of the nitrates
for fertilizer

used to come from Chile.

But now almost all fertilizer
is manufactured synthetically

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

To talk to me about manure?

They also had
an astronomical exhibit.

Since they found the planet
Pluto in 1930,

some astronomers believe there
are more planets beyond that.

Well, maybe if they
keep searching,

they'll discover
a planet with life on it.

They don't search
for them visually.

They find new planets through
mathematical calculations

based on the irregular motion
of other planets.

Then they fix
the probable position

before they even attempt
to look...

Why'd you do that?

Because I felt like it.

But I'm all wet.

Yes, the evidence
would seem to indicate that.

I guess I better
get some dry clothes.

That would be a good idea.

I think I'll do that now.

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

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

Didn't work.

And this maiden,
who claims to hear

the voice of Saint Catherine
and Saint Margaret,

is guilty of witchcraft
and hearsay

and must be put into irons.

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

If you don't do it right, you're
gonna make fools of yourselves

in front of everybody
and ruin the play.

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

I don't understand this.

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

Don't you see?

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

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

so they'll
burn her at the stake.

That wouldn't be
such a bad idea.

Hey!

Hey, Blue.

Lyle.

Lyle...

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

The one with the 100-pound force
and the 32-degree angle.

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

Cosine of 32 degrees times
the tangent of 48 degrees.

The answer is 0.9418.

Your sister sprayed me
with water.

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

I know. Probably means
she likes you.

No, really. If she didn't like
you she'd probably ignore you.

Unless she was mad at you.
Is there some reason for that?

No. She seemed to think
it was amusing.

Oh. That probably means
she likes you.

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

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

If people show their friendship
by attacking each other,

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

Surely, there was an emotional
basis for your her behavior.

Such actions
indicate an undisciplined mind.

Lyle, there are other things
in the world

besides disciplined minds
and logic.

Like having fun sometimes.

I presume you mean engaging
in enjoyable activities.

Yes, that's exactly what I mean.

Well, for me,

working on tough mathematical
problems is enjoyable.

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

In primitive cultures,

love and affection were
considered signs of insanity.

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

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

Are these the same people that
you were talking about before,

the ones that manufacture
all the gods

and the religious superstition?

Well, at least everybody
knows their lines.

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

I'm sure the boys will
do just fine.

Jason.

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

It was just a friendly squirt,
Mama.

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

Grandpa, could you paint
my armor white

and the cross in the front red?

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

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

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

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

The cakes and candies ought
to bring in at least $25 more.

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

Lyle, are you gonna
buy some fudge?

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

because it's famous
all over the county.

Seems to me, trying to raise
money by baking things

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

Why is that?

When people exchange food,
there's no economic gain

for the community.

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

The church would be
glad to take your money

if you wanna
make a contribution, young man.

That's not really the point,
Lyle.

People enjoy getting together
at the bazaars.

And the money
is for a good cause.

It's for a family with
out-of-work father

and the mother's expecting
her seventh child.

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

It's seems foolish for a family
to have more children

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

Giving money to people like that

is just like rewarding them
for their lack of prudence.

That may be so
where you come from

but we consider the Claytons
to be fine, upstanding people

always ready to help others
when in distress.

We consider that to be a more
rewarding virtue

than the marital prudence.

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

I think everybody's
got chores to do.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

We gotta go through
the play one more time.

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

I'm sick of that.

You're not gonna get me
to put on any funny hat.

I am the director.
You do what I say.

For one nickel, knock down one
of these little things...

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

The gentlemen misses
but there's always a chance.

Try with this one right here.

Always a winner
every single time

and here is the balloon for you.

Step right up
and get your three throws

and try your skill
and have a thrill.

Step right up. Don't
be fickle, pay a nickel.

Test your skill
and have a thrill.

Three throws for one nickel.

Knock down one of these
and get yourself a nickel.

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

The gentleman here, gets three
throws, three bean bags.

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

You'll have two more chances.

He is gonna try again.
And he misses again.

Try for this one right here,
young man.

As I said once before,
one blue coupon,

one five cent coupon
will stand you an opportunity

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

Test your skill
and have yourself a thrill.

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

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

to knock down
one of these lovely dolls here.

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

But, there're two more chances.

She winds up
for her second throw

and unfortunately again,
it falls short of the mark.

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

She knocks down the doll, she
wins a beautiful blue balloon.

There's a winner each
and every time.

Would you like to test
your luck, Lyle?

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

Bring me a little lemonade,
honey.

Mama! Mama, look what I won!

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

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

-How much she asking?
-It says 35 cents here.

but you seem to have
taken a shine to it

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

Alright, Zebulon,
since it's for a good cause.

One of the cherries is missing.

Thank you.

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

I'm gonna pass out some samples.

Not that whole plate.

-Mr. Walton.
-Miss Baldwin. Hello.

I do believe we found
the famous Walton fudge.

-Olivia. Mrs. Walton.
-Ladies.

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

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

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

to much smaller quantities.

Bad for the health,
don't you know?

We'll have two pounds.

The fudge or the toffee?

-Both!
-Both!

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

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

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

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

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

That'll be 40 cents.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Let's see, 35, 40.

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

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

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

He walked out and said
he was going home.

-Grandpa.
-Yeah.

Grandpa, Jason's quit
Erin's play.

Can find him
and get him to come back?

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

Erin got mad, said he was
a terrible actor.

He said that we could
do better without him.

He's been acting
awful all day.

You two keep on looking for him.

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

Young lady with
one baby blue coupon

count them,
three gigantic bean bags.

And an opportunity to knock down
any these beautiful dolls.

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

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

Do you think you can
take his part?

These children here, waiting.
I'm making a lot of money.

I can't... Why don't you...
Why don't you get him to do it?

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

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

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

We can try.

You kids wait here.

It'll only take about
20 minutes, Lyle.

If you don't do, we'll have to
give back everybody's money.

-No.
-Lyle.

-No!
-Why not?

I have no experience
in the field of dramatics.

But that doesn't matter.

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

And nobody's expecting
any great performance.

It's all for fun.

I think this all could
have been anticipated

from the way your brother
was behaving yesterday.

It's unfair of you
to ask me to save the situation

by making a fool of myself.

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

You've been with us
for three days now

and the only nice thing
you've said

that hasn't been much, is you
said that the food was good.

Aside from that,
you've made it clear

that we're stupid for going to
church, that we're even dumber

for the way we raise money
to help our neighbors.

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

that you don't care about
the Godseys

that you don't care about
anybody else here.

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

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

You don't ever have to say "yes"
and "please" and "thank you"

and "hello" and be polite.
Things like that.

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

if that's the way you'll live,
you're gonna be very lonely.

You're probably gonna
spend the rest of your life

standing under a tree
like this one.

You know what really
makes me angry?

You know what really
irritates me about you?

The fact that underneath all of
that...Facts and the statistics

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

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

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

-Want to try some toffee?
-No.

I'm surprised Jason would do
such a thing.

If he doesn't come back

we should call the whole thing
off, let him bear the burden.

After all that rehearsing,
I'd like to see that play.

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

Where's Mary Ellen?

She's in church trying
to calm down Erin.

John-Boy, you better
make that announcement.

-Okay.
-Ladies and gentlemen.

Ladies and gentlemen. Everybody.

In five minutes, the play
is going to begin.

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

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

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

Lyle Thomason.

I can't find hide
nor hair of Jason.

They've got something.

Captain Baudricourt!

Captain Baudricourt!

Captain Baudricourt, sir!

The maiden has arrived.

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

She came about an hour ago, sir.

She's here with a
Monsieur Jean de Metz.

Right out there.

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

Is that...

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

Yes, sir. She demands
your audience.

Very well. Send her in.

What is this nonsense
about you wanting to raise

the siege of Orl ans?

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

Are you mad? Who sent you to me?

The Lord has sent me, Squire.

For it is his wish
that I lead our armies.

Saint Catherine

and Saint Margaret
have promised that my holy...

Mission.

Mission will result
in victory for France!

You, de Metz!

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

Or is she suffering
hallucinations?

I do believe she is a saint,
Squire.

We wish only your blessings

and that you give us horses
to deliver our task.

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

I am plagued
with an army of incompetents

betrayed by the foul
Burgundians, and confronted

with the cannon and treachery
of 10,000 Englishmen!

And now this demented child
with her saintly delusions

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

Go then! You shall have it!

Take horse and sword
and your saintly visions

and be off with you!

God bless you, Squire.

You know what the
Baldwin sisters did?

They bought four of Mary
Breckenridge's cakes

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

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

Everything was sold by 3:00.

How much money
did we take in altogether?

$48 including the play tickets.

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

This man, his name
was Zebulon Walton

bought two whole pounds of it.

That was just
for my sweet tooth, Elizabeth.

-Didn't you buy any?
-Grandpa.

It was a great success.

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

Best part was
when Jim-Bob hit Ben

with his sword
and the end broke off.

It broke off,
hit me in the rear.

That look on your face
wasn't saint-like, Erin.

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

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

Oh, yeah. No, Grandpa.

I was sitting in the bushes the
whole time

just hoping somebody would come
along and take my part.

You were much better
than I would've been.

Lyle, we really appreciate
what you did for us.

I think you did a real good job.

You ought to give up physics
and take up professional acting.

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

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

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

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

Lyle Thomason came back to stay
with us several more times

and we enjoyed
his visits very much.

He did indeed prove
to be a decent, kind

and very likeable human being.

But what pleased us even more
was that after that weekend

Lyle spent almost
all of his free time

visiting his own parents.

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

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

There are lots of things
I'd like to forget.

Like my grade in civics.

I knew a fellow once
had a phonographic memory.

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

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

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

What's he doing, Grandma?

Oh, my Lord, he's tickling me.

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

Goodnight, old darling.

Goodnight.