Original subtitles

-What are you doing here? -Nothing, just looking.

You better get out of here.

This area's off limits to all civilian personnel.

I was just taking a short cut.

-Elizabeth, you get on home! -I'm not doing anything.

The bridge has been blown up. Boarding house had a direct hit.

There's lots more coming. You get on home, now.

You better run along now.

JOHN-BOY: While the war in Europe continued to spread,

a deceptive calm lay over Walton's Mountain.

In this quiet before the storm, our mother turned to painting,

losing herself in it as if somehow she could preserve

those tranquil days forever.

Ah, Livie, you've got a special way with that brush of yours.

Grandpa, I didn't hear you come up.

Just the way I am when I'm concentrating

over working a beautiful piece of maple wood.

I ought to be home starting supper,

but the light's just right this time of day,

clear and bright with lots of shadows.

You planning to enter it in the painting contest

over at Rockfish?

-Sure am. -Ought to win first prize.

Why, even from this distance, I can hear the leaves

on that willow tree rustle.

I could paint Drucilla's Pond with my eyes closed.

Drucilla's Pond.

(SIGHING)

Yeah, Mother Nature sure outdid herself on Drucilla's Pond.

Calm waters, nice gentle breeze, birds singing everywhere,

and best of all,

the fish are biting and the mosquitoes aren't.

World's changing, Grandpa.

I'd like to preserve it just the way it is.

Quiet and peaceful, the way I want to remember it.

(EXPLOSION)

Good lord, what was that?

Well, offhand, I would say it was United States Army.

Ike tells me they're conducting maneuvers

over in the Federal Preserve.

Next thing, they'll be firing their guns

off right under our windows.

Might do us some good one day,

the way that Hitler's marching over all of Europe.

There's still an ocean between us and that war, Grandpa.

I'd like to think it's going to stay that way.

(SPLASHING)

(SHUSHING)

(MEN WOLF WHISTLING)

-Don't encourage them, Erin. -Who's encouraging them?

(WOLF WHISTLING CONTINUES)

Didn't you ever see a girl before?

-What are you doing tonight? -I'm taking care of my baby.

-What about you? -I'm busy.

Oh, good afternoon, girls.

Hi, Corabeth, I need a few things for the baby.

Aimee tells me that John Curtis is thriving.

He's cranky the last couple of days.

I think he's getting a tooth.

Did you see those soldiers out there?

I can hardly keep enough pop on ice.

It's hard to miss them.

You can't walk down the road without getting whistled at.

I don't blame them, pretty girls like you.

I wish those enlisted men would be a little more discreet.

In their behavior.

The captain was in this morning,

and he made me Coordinator in Charge of Civilian Relations.

-Is that all you girls require? -Yeah, that's it, Corabeth.

-That will be $2 even. -You know what that means?

I'll be in charge of citizen complaints

and crowd control, things like that.

Oh, would you girls do me a favor

and take this package to your mother?

It's the fabric I ordered for the girls' dance costumes.

It'll give me a chance

to practice my civilian defense drills, too.

Olivia is making the costumes for Aimee and Elizabeth.

They are performing a patriotic dance

for the opening of the Ladies Art League painting exhibit.

I know. Elizabeth has been practicing

Shuffle Off to Buffalo all over the house.

I was so disappointed when the girls insisted

on learning those modern dance steps.

I had so hoped that they would continue

with their classical training.

I sure like that tap dancing, though.

We'll see that Mama gets the material, Corabeth. Bye, Ike.

-Bye-bye. -CORABETH: Thank you.

Bye.

(SOLDIERS WOLF WHISTLING)

Don't look, but there's some more.

-Ignore them. -Hey, what's the matter?

Too stuck up to say hello to a soldier?

Curt! Oh, my God.

-Okay. Hi. -Hi, Curt.

Why didn't you tell me you were coming?

How? I didn't know myself until the last minute.

This is my driver, Private Lance.

-My bride, Mary Ellen. -MARY ELLEN: Hi.

My sister-in-law, Erin. So how's my son doing?

He's being spoiled to death by Elizabeth. Come see him.

I wish I could, I really do,

but I'm afraid the army has other plans for me right now.

Well, you're staying at the house, aren't you?

No, see, I have to bunk with my unit.

In fact, we're looking for a place to camp now.

When am I going to see you?

Cant you come for supper?

I can't make any promises, Mary Ellen,

but I'll do my best, okay?

Maybe I'll see you around, Erin.

It's possible. This is a very small community.

-Bye. Bye. -Bye, Curt.

CURTIS: See you, Erin. Bye.

No sign of the calf yet.

Poor old Chance. She's having a hard time with it.

Just a dumb animal, Liv, they don't remember pain.

Don't say that in front of her.

You're not a dumb animal, are you, Chance?

Remember that time you sold her calf.

She carried on like her heart was breaking.

She was pretty smart then.

She got you and Pa to get some money and buy her baby back.

You going to sell this one?

No, ma'am, not if you want to keep her.

Where are you taking my plate? I'm not done yet.

You are unless you're eating the plate.

Where's the bread? I want to sop up this gravy.

The bread was taken while you were telling us how you

set up camp down at Drucilla's Pond.

It's alright, Jim-Bob. We'll sneak down later,

get us a cold meatloaf sandwich and a glass of milk.

You know what they call supper in the army? Mess.

For good reason. Should've seen what they served up last month

at the National Guard camp.

Elizabeth, don't you have another pair of shoes?

What's the matter with her?

She's expecting her husband home for supper and he didn't come.

Just leave her alone.

Elizabeth, you must have some other shoes.

You're going to wear those tap shoes out.

The army's got motorcycles that can do anything.

Oh, I sure wish we had motorcycles down there

in the Spanish-American War.

Teddy Roosevelt, he used to do our maneuvers

down in the Florida swamps.

It was hot, hot as the dickens. Them poor, poor horses.

We weren't called Rough Riders for nothing.

Sure sounds like it was exciting then.

JIM-BOB: Nothing dull about it now.

A girl in every port.

That's the Navy.

I'm going to join the Air Corps when I have to enlist,

* What should we do for a drunken sailor? *

I feel sorry for you'll, missing out on all of that excitement.

Try KP. It'll give you a taste for military life.

KP?

Erin, could you listen for John Curtis? I'm going for a walk.

-Sure. Okay. -He's asleep.

Halt! Who goes there?

Mary Ellen Walton Willard. Who wants to know?

I'll sure be glad when Chance drops that calf.

Have you ever really seen the view from this window?

I've been looking out that window all my life.

The trees, the mountains.

I'm going to paint it from this very angle.

-The composition's just right. -Why paint it?

You can stand there washing your dishes and look at it.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Well, where did you come from?

I snuck in and spent the night with your daughter.

-I hope you don't mind. -You didn't have to sneak, Curt.

I know, but it's more exciting that way.

-Would you like some breakfast? -I don't have time, but thanks.

I'll see you later.

MARY ELLEN: Will I see you tonight?

CURTIS: If I can get back.

I guess that's what you call night maneuvers.

How did Curt happen to be here?

He brought me home after I got arrested.

What are you talking about?

I went for a walk by the pond last night. It's off limits.

You're lucky you didn't get yourself and Curt into trouble.

For taking a walk on your property?

They got our permission. Guard was just doing his duty.

It turned out alright, Mama. Curt's C.O. gave him permission

to walk me back home and then he stayed the rest of the night.

I better go see if John Curtis is awake.

Remember when I went AWOL?

Came to see you before they shipped me overseas.

I was torn between being afraid that you'd get put

in the guardhouse and hoping that you would, so you wouldn't

have to be shipped out of the States.

I hope Mary Ellen never goes through that.

She'll manage, just the way you did.

(EXPLOSION)

(SIGHING)

I'll fix it, Liv. It'll be good as new.

-Will that be all? -Oh, no, I need four dozen eggs.

Eggs, Thelma?

You must have a lot of big appetites about your place.

It's not for us. I want to make a cake for those soldiers

down at Drucilla's Pond.

In that case, I think I'll join up with the army myself.

Thelma, I wouldn't make any cake today

because all the men are down on maneuvers along the James River.

The C.O. keeps me informed of all the troop movements.

In that case, I can get down to the pond.

I got a can of worms very anxious to go fishing.

They'll be back by Saturday

because that's the day of the big disaster.

You mean the mock disaster.

Godsey Hall will be the headquarters

for all the local casualties.

That's right. I've been signing up victims all morning long.

-Hey, how about the two of you? -Well, you can count on me, Ike.

I wouldn't mind getting a minor wound or two

if they shoot me in the shade someplace or other.

I've already signed up Jim-Bob to be on my staff.

Since you've been doing this civil defense work, Ike,

you're sounding more and more like the government every day.

At any rate, being a government man, I got your mail.

Thelma, that's yours,

and Zeb... No, no, wait, I go it wrong. No, no.

This is the Waltons', and, Thelma, that's yours.

Oh, by the way, I noticed that Olivia

has sent away for a catalogue for sewing machines.

It just so happens that we've got a demonstrator in the back.

-And it's only slightly used. -It's in excellent condition.

I'm sure we could come to an agreeable price.

I'll let Livie know. She's got a nose for a good bargain.

Here, Thelma, may I assist you to your place

with this bag of groceries?

Oh, thank you, Zeb. Isn't it a little out of your way?

What was that you said about a cake?

Oh, you rascal.

-Bye. -IKE: Bye now.

Looks like I'm out of gas. Looks like I'm out of gas.

Could I get a lift to the nearest service station?

We got gas at home and it's closer. Hop in?

Okay.

You were right, Erin, about this being a small community.

I'm Jason Walton.

Oh, my name is Lance William. They call me Billy.

It's nice to meet you.

What a dumb thing to do, run out of gas.

I just got assigned to drive for Lieutenant Willard

and already I'm goofing up.

Don't worry about it. We'll get you back before he finds out.

You know him pretty well.

Do you think he'll throw the book at me for this?

I really couldn't say.

Nice seeing you again, Erin.

I don't think your sister likes me very much.

She had a boyfriend who enlisted.

He was killed in a training accident.

G. W. Haines. He was just like one of the family.

-That's tough. -She took it pretty hard.

I guess she doesn't want a boyfriend who's a soldier.

Yeah. I thought someone was going to get it

this morning down by the pond, a grenade exploded.

We wondered what that was. I'll get you a can for the gas.

Thanks.

That well went dry about 15 years ago.

There's cool water in the kitchen if you're thirsty.

Well, thank you, ma'am. That'd be nice.

I saw you drive up with Erin and Jason. I'm their mother.

Well...

Happy to know you, Mrs. Walton. I'm Billy Lance.

Mind if I look?

Might do better if you just look at the pump.

I can't seem to get it right.

I think it's fine. It's like looking at it through your eyes.

Gonna be taking it down soon.

I wanted to get a picture of it before it's gone.

I wish I had talent like that.

All I can do is work on mechanical things.

That's a talent. Our youngest son is like that.

Our oldest boy seems to be the creative one.

He's in New York working on a novel.

He's about your age. What are you doing in the army?

Well, I come from a small town in West Virginia, hill country,

and I'd like to see that it stays just like it is.

Well, I can't preserve it the way you can.

It sounds like you think we might be in this war.

I don't know, but if we are, at least some of us will have

a head start on it.

Erin?

-Erin? -I'm up here.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Come in.

You're not being very sociable these days.

Well, I'm sorry if I hurt his feelings.

I know you are.

(SIGHING)

Look, Jason, it's just that he's in the army,

another soldier.

Well, he's not just another soldier. I told him about G.W.

He wanted you to know that he's sorry.

He just wants to be a friend.

I guess I shouldn't have been so rude.

I'm taking him back to his truck now. I'll tell him you said so.

(PLAYING LIVELY MUSIC)

Listen to the tempo, girls! Heads up!

Smile!

Try to stay together now! Heads up!

Tempo, tempo.

IKE: Alright, you men, now bring the cots

right along in through here, okay.

Now, what I want you to do, Ben and Jim-Bob,

is bring the cots right over there.

You don't have to yell, Ike, we can hear you.

Alright, you men, now I want it lined up right over here.

Ike, we got to set them up before we can line them up.

Yeah, but... It's important that it looks military.

Mr. Godsey! You are interrupting our rehearsal.

Corabeth, this is official business.

Our patriotic military dance for the art exhibit

is also official business,

and I would appreciate a little peace.

Corabeth, I have my orders. Now, go take care of the store.

Aimee, Elizabeth, come along.

Once again the military has run roughshod over the poor artiste.

Yeah, this works pretty good.

I think I'll use it all the time.

Alright, you men, now line up those beds along there.

I want them looking shipshape.

(WHISTLING)

It's all mighty quiet around here today.

That's because the army's moved elsewhere.

Even the birds have gone away.

They'll be back, soon as the army breaks camp.

Billy Lance was telling me they had an accident

round here with a grenade. They had to explode it in the pond.

They were real lucky nobody got hurt.

Oh, no! Look.

Nobody got hurt, huh?

Wait, Grandpa. I'm not sure I want to enter this one.

I never did get the light quite right.

Hand them all over. She'll touch everything up

if you give her a chance.

There comes a time to let things go,

say to yourself, "I've done the best I can."

Just like you did with our children.

I figured I could do better with my children, too,

-if I had more time. -I turned out alright.

(DOG BARKING)

(GUNS FIRING)

Oh, that Reckless surely hates the sound of gunfire.

The army's starting up early today.

I was hoping they'd take the weekend off.

I wonder what they are gonna blow up next.

Today's the drill practice Ike's been talking about all week.

Ben's still down there helping out.

Ike wants me to help, too, Daddy.

You going, Pa?

No, I've kind of lost my taste for their maneuvers.

You're blaming yourself for what happened down at the pond?

Hard not to, since I invited them here in the first place.

Keep guard here, Pa. Don't get captured by the enemy!

It's hard to tell the difference

between enemy and friends these days.

Daddy, can you give me ride to Ike's?

Hop in.

(EXPLOSION)

There. How's that?

Those frames you made set off the pictures real nice.

Now, let's see.

It's like looking at a family history, Liv.

You painted about everything on the property.

(HAMMERING)

Sometimes when supper's late because I've been painting,

I feel guilty. But seeing these pictures hanging here

makes me feel real good.

If I was a judge, I'd give you first prize.

Because you like my painting or because I'm your wife?

I've got to admit it, Liv, I know more about wives

than I do about painting.

(EXCLAIMS) Oh, Olivia, your work is going to be hard to beat.

I sure hope so. I've already spent the prize money.

That was a nice article in the Rockfish Press about the show.

It was and, the phone hasn't stopped ringing

with people wanting to know when the exhibit begins.

And they are coming from Charlottesville for it.

Maude, have you got your pictures hung up?

No, that's why I'm here.

I thought maybe John Walton would help an old lady.

Show me an old lady, Maude, I'll be glad to help.

Olivia, if we don't come back, I've run off with your husband.

Don't you dare, Maude.

Alright, Maude, what do want to hang first?

You think we ought to put the big one here?

This big one here? Want it in the middle?

-I think so. -Okay.

Sir, we're in the middle of a civil defense drill.

You're about to enter the disaster area.

Can we get through up ahead?

Yes, we'd appreciate it if you'd drive carefully

and keep a lookout for victims and emergency medical personnel.

-I will do that. -Okay.

I hope the drive was okay, Thelma.

Oh, it was just fine. You're doing fine, Ben.

-Okay, bye-bye. -Bye.

Does this really do anybody any good?

Next to starting a war, it's the closest they can get

to training in actual conditions.

OLIVIA: Sure looks real.

Thelma, how soon is Ike's going to be open for business?

Oh, I can't talk now, Olivia. I'm in shock.

Hi, Mama. Tell Erin I'll be home in time for dinner.

I'll tell her.

John, I have to ask you to move that truck.

We've got to keep the roadway clear for emergency vehicles.

-Sure, Ike. Everything alright? -Sure, yeah.

Everything's running along on schedule.

We had a direct hit on the boarding house.

We have 13 casualties, three of them serious.

We'll have them all taken care of

and the whole area cleaned up by 1500 hours.

Drop back later, we're having a special on peanut butter.

Alright, Ike. We'll let you get back to your war games.

Alright, you guys, move that stuff over there, huh?

I don't know why they're called games. They look so real.

Could be happening right here.

I don't want any of that stuff here.

Glad to see folks taking this seriously.

We are going to war, aren't we, John?

Sooner or later Hitler's gonna have to be stopped,

maybe we're going to have to help stop him.

Sometimes I wish we'd never had sons, only daughters.

(CALLING)

Look what I got for you, Rover. It's not even supper time yet.

-What's the matter with Rover? -Oh, he's molting, again.

-Losing all his tail feathers. -I know. What's he doing there?

He flew up there couple of hours ago

and I couldn't get him down.

I wouldn't mind, but he's scaring Chance.

-Come on down, you stupid bird! -It must be all that gunfire.

All the animals have been acting pretty funny.

Reckless is hiding under the house.

Myrtle won't even let her milk down, even when Grandpa tried.

Where is Grandpa?

He's in his room. He's not in a very good mood.

Come on, Rover, I'm losing patience with you.

(MOOING)

Thought you were coming out to the mill to help me.

I've got some errands to take care of down at Rockfish.

Oh, dear, just listen to the sounds of those blasted guns.

Does get onto your nerves, doesn't it?

War is coming closer all the time.

I never felt it so plain as when I saw all those fish

floating dead on our pond.

Every time I hear the guns, it seems to be coming closer.

And when it does,

nothing in this whole wide world will be the same.

I thought it was hard enough, Pa, going off to war,

leaving Liv and you and Ma and the Mountain behind.

Son, you'll never know what it was like

just sitting home here waiting for you.

I guess I'm going to find out what you found out.

It's even harder to stay behind.

You know, I heard on the radio the other day

something that Mussolini fellow said,

"War is to man what motherhood is to a woman."

There's no truth in that, Pa.

There are some that think that way.

Heaven knows where history will take your sons.

How many generations will it take

for us to settle our differences

without killing one another and crippling our land?

I wish I knew the answer.

Be careful going down that road with those soldiers

and the equipment around.

(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING ON PIANO)

Very nice.

You and Aimee did beautifully, Elizabeth.

And now, before we open the exhibit for public viewing,

we'd like to make an award to the artist

who's been voted the most outstanding.

And through careful and lengthy consideration,

the judges have voted the prize of $25

to Maude Gormley.

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

I never thought I'd win the prize,

but in case I did, I wrote this little speech.

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

"Ladies and gentlemen, on this auspicious occasion..."

Oh, skip it. It all boils down to this.

I'm as proud as punch! Thank you.

The exhibit is now officially open.

Liv, I thought you were a shoo-in.

So did I.

-The judge must be blind. -Thank you, Jim-Bob.

At least they didn't give the prize to somebody

who paints squares and squiggles and calls it art.

There's the Shirley Temple of Walton's Mountain!

Oh, Elizabeth, you were wonderful!

Where's Grandpa? I wanted him to see the dance.

He got nervous about Chance and stayed home.

But I'll tell him how good you were.

Let's go see the pictures, okay?

Well, here comes the whole Walton family.

-Hello, Thelma. -Hello.

Well, you seem to have recovered in fine shape.

Why, it was just a glorious disaster.

It was a good experience for my men, too.

I think now they could handle a real emergency if they had to.

Let's hope they never have to.

Curt, how long are we going to have to put up with that noise

from those guns? Do you know I had a cake in the oven

just for you boys and one of those loud explosions came about

and it just flattened that cake like a rock.

You haven't heard anything yet.

In the morning, engineers are scheduled

to dynamite a road block. It'll be the biggest blast yet.

Honestly, I think you men enjoy all these little explosions,

like a bunch of little boys on the Fourth of July.

Bang, bang, boom!

Mama, I can't find your pictures. They're gone.

You must have looked in the wrong place.

No, I looked in the right place. Over here. I'll show you.

Excuse me.

They're not here.

Well...

-Somebody cleaned them all out! -Who would've taken them?

Uh, I can explain, Olivia. They've been sold.

Sold?

Yes, all of them. I can't really tell you the gentleman's name,

but he was a most distinguished collector

and greatly admired your work.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Wow. Congratulations.

Oh, come on, you must tell me who he is. Who was it?

Congratulations.

What are you going to do with all the money?

(MOOING)

How are you, Chance, old girl? Oh, you're still the same, huh?

I was hoping you'd have a surprise for us this morning.

You've had that grin on your face ever since last night.

I'm thinking about that new sewing machine I'm going to buy

with the money I earned from my paintings.

Aren't you wondering who your secret admirer is?

I figure he's tall and handsome. He certainly has good taste.

-You are a beautiful woman. -You are a beautiful man.

Fire in the hole!

Now!

(MOOING)

Now.

Must be the big one Curt was talking about.

Hope it's the last one.

(MOOING)

GRANDPA: John! Livie! Everybody, come on out here!

-What happened? -It's Grandpa.

-Sounds like the barn's bombed. -Are we being blitzkrieged?

-Pa? Pa, you alright? -Couldn't be better.

You scared us half to death.

I was just making an announcement about

our old friend Chance here. She's delivered.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

GRANDPA: Looky, looky, looky.

Yeah, I just came out to take a look at her

and that darned army blast went off.

Yes. This little girl here

was literally scared into this world.

Good girl, Chance.

Guess we can thank the army for that.

It was the dynamite that brought her forth.

I think we should call her Gwendolyn.

Not this one. She's Dynamite.

-Easy as pie. -Look at that.

No more footwork.

From now on, you got to exercise on your bicycle

to keep your legs in shape.

-Can I learn how to use it? -Sure.

How about some seat covers for my car?

So many sewing projects, I can't decide which one to start first.

I better take a look in at Dynamite.

Mama, can I borrow that silk scarf

Daddy brought you from France?

I put it in the attic last spring.

Got a big date?

Curt and I are going for a walk.

Is John Curtis asleep?

Almost, but you can still rock him for a while.

-When's Curt coming? -Any time.

-I'll go look for him. -Alright.

I wonder how the bobbin works.

Don't you think you should wonder

about how your algebra works?

I was just leaving.

Well, what will they think of next?

-MARY ELLEN: You find it, Mama? -I'll be right there.

Trying to figure out how this bobbin works.

What's the matter?

-I'm taking it back. -Is there something wrong?

It's just that I bought it with money I thought I earned.

You did earn that money. What are you talking about?

I'm talking my pictures I found in the attic,

the ones from the exhibit. I guess you thought you were

doing me a favor, but it was cruel and humiliating.

Everyone congratulating me for something I didn't deserve.

ERIN: Mary Ellen, Curt's here.

Liv, what are you accusing me of?

Liv, will you come back. Liv? Liv. Liv!

Hello, Curt, come on in.

Fine thing when you have to make a date

with your own husband just to go for a walk.

I'm sorry. There's no walk tonight.

My driver is waiting outside for me.

The whole outfit's pulling out, heading back to Fort Lee.

Maneuvers are over.

We just got the word, Paris has fallen.

Paris, gone?

Oh, John.

GRANDPA: This will hurt the whole world.

That beautiful city.

Those poor people.

I'd like to see the baby before I go.

Tell your family thanks for being so nice to me.

I'm sorry I didn't get to know them any better.

Would it be okay if I wrote to you?

You probably have girls everywhere you've been.

Well, not at Walton's Mountain, Virginia.

You better be careful. I might write you back.

-Good bye, Erin. -Bye.

You take care of yourself, Curt.

Okay, Erin.

-Got to go. Bye. -Bye.

You're learning early about saying good bye.

Livie, you decided to accept the war?

It terrifies me, Grandpa.

I tremble every time I think about it.

I can't run away anymore.

There's a war coming, and there's nothing

any of us can do to stop it.

At least we can put up the storm windows

before the blizzard hits us.

We thought we lived through some hard times,

but we're likely to have worse ones ahead.

Liv, I've come out here to make a confession.

I am the mysterious collector that bought your paintings.

-Why, Grandpa? -Because I admired them.

Because I suddenly realized how fast things are changing

up here on this mountain.

I wanted to leave sort of a legacy of these times and places

to my grandchildren.

Janie, promised not to tell down there, and I smuggled them home,

got them in the attic. I didn't mean for you to find them,

and I certainly didn't mean to hurt your feelings, Liv.

I would gladly have given them to you.

No, then it would have been your legacy and not mine.

This way it comes from both of us.

As it was, when I got down there,

that one painting of the front porch

I admired so had already been sold to someone.

It's probably hanging in some famous museum, like people say.

Probably. Will you forgive me, Liv?

First thing I'm going to make on my new sewing machine

is a shirt for you to wear to church on Sunday.

Come on.

JOHN-BOY: No one of us on Walton's Mountain

could possibly foresee that the world was about to

go up in flames.

Mama's paintings became a lasting link to what was,

a reminder that through changes and turmoil

some things do endure.

JOHN: Pa? GRANDPA: Yes, son.

JOHN: Did you pay all the pig money for the pictures?

GRANDPA: Yes, I did.

But I still got even with the army for blowing up the pond.

JASON: How'd you do that?

GRANDPA: I sold them the catfish that they killed.

MARY ELLEN: Grandpa!

GRANDPA: Well, they were still pretty fresh.

JOHN: Goodnight.