All language subtitles for The.Waltons.S08E16.The.Idol.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Hazel Lamphere.

Don't look so surprised.
I'm actually a good teacher.

You just don't look
like our usual teachers.

- What'd you expect?
- Warts.

[laughs]

[indistinctive chatter]

Being a father
just comes natural to you.

When you see
that little creature.

How much it needs you,
you'll feel strong.

Cindy and I should've waited.
I'm just not ready.

If you waited, you'd be
a white-haired old man like me.

I have to go
to the hospital!

- Now?
- This minute.

But the baby's
not due yet, is it?

Try and tell
the baby that.

- Where's Ben?
- He's not home yet.

I wish that we had
years of adventures to share,

but we still have
a couple of months.

You lied to me.

You said we were going
to New York together

and you never meant it.

You say you love me,
but you don't.

You said that the world
was beautiful, but it's ugly.

You lied!

[theme music]

[music continues]

(male narrator)
In each of our lives,
if we are lucky

we encounter extraordinary
people who forever

alter our perceptions
and color our thoughts.

They become the touchstones
of our lives.

In the spring of 1944,
my sister, Elizabeth

came to know one of these
special people.

- Here you are.
- Thank you.

Oh, blast it.
Direct hit. Wonderful.

The bus broke down twice,
the woman next to me

was with a molting chicken,
and now this.

What do you think of the
combination of mohair

mud and feathers?

I don't suppose there's
a dry-cleaning shop handy?

- I'm afraid not.
- How about a taxicab?

You could try Rockfish.

I did. That's where
I got the bus.

Just tell me
where you're going,

and I can help you
with your bags?

I'm not actually sure.

Where is the schoolteacher's
house?

- You're the new teacher?
- Hazel Lamphere.

Don't look so surprised.
I'm a very good teacher.

Miss Lamphere, here,
let me take your bags.

Please call me Hazel,
except in the classroom.

How about telling me
your name?

Oh, Elizabeth Walton.

You just don't look
like our usual teachers.

- What'd you expect?
- Warts.

[laughs]

First word is "arithmetic."
Arithmetic.

A-R-I-T-T-H-E-M-A-T-T-I-C?
Wrong?

It's very simple.

"A rat in the house might
eat the ice cream."

Now, the first letter
of every word in that sentence

makes the proper spelling.

Hi, Rose.
Hi, Jeffrey.

Hi. You know something?

I wish you'd be our new teacher,
'cause the last one

we had was a jerk.
J-E-R-K.

I'm going to Godsey's,
I have a craving

for pistachio nuts
and pigs' feet.

- Can I get you anything?
- Yes, yes.

We could use some more lemons
if we're going to have lemonade

for the baby shower.

Okay. Be glad to.
See you later. Bye-bye.

Is Cindy's baby
gonna get rained on?

Oh, no, no.

A "shower" is a party
given to celebrate

the coming of
the blessed event.

We are going to have
a party for Cindy next week

and then you menfolk
will have a party for Ben.

Is that when we're going
to get the baby?

No, the baby comes
a few weeks after that.

Where's it arriving from?

I don't think you'd find
that very interesting.

- Yes, I would.
- It's like this.

In a few weeks, Cindy
will be off to the hospital.

Then what?

Well then, the doctor will come
around to see her, and..

You know the black bag
a doctor carries?

He'll take the baby out of
the bag and give it to Cindy.

- That's it?
- Pretty close.

Now, let's spell
"geography."

Is there a trick way
to spell that?

Yes. George Ellen's old grandpa
rode a pig home yesterday.

(Hazel)
'Home sweet home.
I like it.'

[instrumental music]

- Here we are.
- Oh, it's nice.

Except for that painting.
What a horror.

'Don't you like it?'

It's from the Corabeth Godsey
Private Collection of Art.

Corabeth's very refined.

Being refined is no guarantee
of good taste though, is it?

Not with Corabeth.

Come on, old Cupid,
down off your perch.

[exhales]

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm just a little tired
from that walk, I think.

- What are those?
- Oh, nothing important.

Just aspirin.
Let's unpack.

- Where did you get this?
- In Thailand.

What were you
doing in Thailand?

Riding the rickshaws and going
to see all the temples.

I was on my way
around the world.

Certainly sounds a lot
more fun than teaching.

It's a different
kind of fun.

I love working
with young people.

I've always thought
of a teacher as the enemy.

There's a lot of that
going around these days.

I always feel
that, for me

my students
become a family.

It's the only family I've got.

You have brothers
and sisters?

Bunches. That reminds me.
I'd better be getting home.

It's about suppertime.

(Corabeth)
'Yoo-hoo!'

'Miss Lamphere!'

(Elizabeth)
'It's Corabeth Godsey.'

- Cupid lady?
- Mmm-hmm.

Too bad you didn't
like her picture.

She'll stay mad
at that for a long time.

I can handle her.
You run on home.

- Hi, Corabeth. Bye.
- Goodbye.

How do you do?
You must be Miss Lamphere.

I am Corabeth Godsey.

I'm very glad to meet you.
Thank you so much for the job.

Oh, well, it was not entirely
my selection.

However, I must admit
that a great deal

of the responsibility
from the Board of Education

does fall
on my shoulders.

My, you are much younger
than I ever expected.

I trust that I was
given the position

because of my qualifications,
not my age.

Well, how do you like
your accommodation?

Oh dear. Now, I am sure I told
Mr. Godsey to hang that up.

Oh, well, he did.
I took it down.

There isn't enough room
for both me and Cupid.

Thank you anyway.

Well, it's such a pity
that you don't appreciate art.

I, myself, find
it so inspiring.

So do I. I guess my tastes seem
to run in a different direction.

I think I have an abstract print
I'm going to hang instead.

Oh, dear. One of those
decadent moderns.

Well, I suppose
it is your decision.

I suppose so.

[indistinctive chatter]

(John)
'Elizabeth, you're
late for supper.'

I'm sorry.

Guess what I've been
doing today?

Making eyes at a soldier.

Visiting the new schoolteacher.

She needed help unpacking.

- What's her name, Elizabeth?
- Hazel Lamphere. It's French.

She's really nice.
She's pretty, too.

She's been around the world.

Sounds like you've taken
quite a fancy to her, honey.

I have. I think
she likes me, too.

[bell ringing]

[indistinctive chatter]

[whistles]

Good morning.
I'm Miss Lamphere.

It's an odd name,
so let me spell it for you.

I know we'll all get along
better if from now on

I can use my energies
for teaching..

...and not for whistling.

Also, all paper airplanes
and any other missiles

have been grounded
for the duration of my stay.

I'm here because
I love to teach.

But I suspect that most of you
are here because your parents

told you you
had to come, right?

Okay, then why don't you tell me
some of the reasons

you don't like school?

I'm not going
to grade you on this.

'Yes?'

- It's boring.
- Alright, fair enough.

I'm going to try
to do something about that.

So, for your first
homework assignment..

..I want each of you to write
on a piece of paper

some subjects that interest you.

Then I will find
some time each day

to study these things with you.

- Any questions?
- How about cowboys?

Cowboys are great.
Also cowgirls.

[clears throat]

Now, this is
an interesting subject.

A snake.

Green with some stripes,
non-venomous.

He's very beautiful, in a way.

He's also very slippery.

I don't know
much else about him

but I do know
that his natural habitat

is not the schoolroom.

So, from now on,
the only living creatures

to be in this room
are human beings.

Got that? Good.

Even Jim-Bob likes you and he's
never liked a teacher before.

That's quite
a compliment.

Where do you think
I should hang this?

What is it?

-It's modern art.
-That's art?

I'll have you know
that the original

is hanging in a museum
in New York City.

- It's just lines and colors.
- It's called abstract art.

- I like it, I think.
- Me, too.

But you know,
a lot of people don't.

They think anybody
can paint this.

- Babies, monkeys.
- Not you?

No, I think it's going to endure
like all important art.

You certainly know
a lot about it.

Well, I used to live
in the museums in New York.

They have rooms and rooms
full of magnificent artworks.

Some very new,
and some hundreds of years old.

You know, I've never
even been to one museum.

Then you should put that
on your list of things to do.

- You have a list?
- Of course.

When I first started it

at the top of the list was,
"To ride a camel."

- Have you?
- Here, hold this.

Yes, in Egypt.

The camel's name
was Nefertiti..

...and it was the bumpiest
ride I've ever had.

'Now I know why they're called
the ships of the desert.'

I was seasick most of the time,
but I loved it. That's good.

You know, you can even
make being sick sound like fun.

Oh, well, I've had my share
of dull moments..

...but I try to make
every experience an adventure.

Maybe you could
show me the museums.

We could go to New York
together this summer.

Well, summer's a long way off
to be making plans already.

Yeah, but I need time
to save money.

You have plenty of time..

...and New York will
always be there.

[knock on door]

Miss Lamphere?
I'm John Walton.

-Hello, nice to meet you.
-Hi, Daddy.

Honey, we've been
looking for you.

You know what time it is?

-Is it late?
-It's after 6:00.

I'm sorry, we were talking
about modern art.

I apologize, Mr. Walton.

I thought Elizabeth
had called you.

(Elizabeth)
'I meant to, but I forgot.'

The afternoon went very fast.

Let's go. Modern art can wait
till tomorrow, can't it?

Of course.
Art endures.

Daddy, I've been thinking
about becoming a teacher.

(Mr. Walton)
'Oh! When did that happen?'

I think when she discovered
you didn't have to have warts.

- Bye-bye, Hazel.
- Bye. Nice to have met you.

- Nice meeting you. Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

[classical music on radio]

[no audio]

[intense music]

(Hazel)
'What was that?'

(Elizabeth)
'That was Rover.'

(Hazel)
'You cannot tell
me Rover is a dog.'

(Elizabeth)
'No, Rover
is Jim-Bob's peacock.'

He runs wild now.

What would you be,
if you were a bird?

I've never really
thought about it.

Well, just supposing.

Well, I suppose I could be
an eagle, I'd be the boss.

I can be a nightingale.
They sing so beautifully

and I just don't.

- What about you?
- The phoenix.

Phoenix. I've never
heard of them.

There's only one
in the world.

It lives for hundreds of years,
and then it builds

a funeral pyre made of branches
and leaps into the flames.

It kills itself?

Hold on. This is
the best part.

It then rises from the ashes,
young and resurrected.

I change my vote
to the phoenix.

I'd like to live forever.

Oh, but we do.

Even if our bodies die,
bits of us live on..

...in others,
in our friends.

Still, I'd rather
rise from ashes.

Me, too.

[all laughing]

I've never seen
anything like it.

The store lady said
it's one of a kind.

- I can believe it.
- My, what an unusual gift.

I think it's cute.
And I like it.

[knock on door]

[indistinctive chatter]

Everybody,
this is Hazel Lamphere.

She's the new schoolteacher.

(All)
'Hi.'

- How do you do?
- It is our pleasure.

I do so admire you.

I've always had a secret wish
to be a schoolteacher.

(Mamie)
'As have I,
Miss Lamphere.'

What could
you teach?

Oh, Sister was first
in her class in elocution.

And Emily is an expert
in etiquette.

Well, perhaps you'd care
to address the class one day?

We'd be delighted,
wouldn't we, Sister?

Congratulations, Cindy.
This is for you and the baby.

And this is a rum cake
for the rest of us.

The demon rum.

I think you
overestimate the cake.

(Mary Ellen)
'Why don't we get some plates?'

- Okay. Is this from you?
- Yes!

There're some plates
in the cupboard.

I gather the rum cake
was a mistake.

Only with Corabeth.

Oh, It looks good.
I can't wait to try it.

- Hazel, What's wrong?
- Just a little dizzy.

Don't tell the others,
Corabeth will think

I've been dipping
into the demon rum.

- Have you seen a doctor?
- It's nothing serious.

- This is from Sister and me.
- Oh, thanks.

It's been in our family
since we were babies.

- Corabeth.
- Oh, thank you.

It's a music box.

Oh, isn't that a charming gift?

I have always felt that
an infant was never too young

to start learning
to appreciate music.

I loved it
as a baby myself.

I just felt the baby kick.
In time to the music.

[all laughing]

- Well, well, look at that.
- That's great, Jim-Bob.

The store lady said it's one
of its kind. It's unique.

- It should be, for my baby.
- It's real nice, Jim-Bob.

Anybody want any more
of the recipe?

- Sure, sure.
- Not you, Jeffrey.

I think we better drink it up
before Corabeth gets back.

- This is like a bachelor party.
- Well, you know, why not?

We couldn't give one
when you were a free man.

Only the girl coming out
of the cake is missing.

I considered that,
but I thought it would be

more appropriate if
we had a stork coming out.

Why a stork?

Because the stork brings
the baby, of course.

I always thought that the doctor
brought him in the black bag.

Drink your orange juice, son.

Oh, Ben, here's
something practical.

I like those wrappings
there, Ike.

- I did it all myself.
- It's the thought that counts.

At any rate,
that's a first aid kit.

It's got stuff in there
for convulsions and for croup

and it's got all sorts
of instructions.

I thought it'd come
in handy for you.

(John)
'Anything for colic?'

Thanks, Ike.
It's really nice.

I got one more thing
here for you, son.

I bet it's money.

I opened a bank account
for my grandchild.

You can fill in
the first name later.

Thanks, Daddy,
that's real thoughtful.

It's not much
money, but..

It's not going to pay
a dental bill

or a college education,
but it's a start.

I have to think
about those things, huh?

Yes, you do, son.

Come on, Ben, drink up,
for in a few tomorrows

you're going
to be a father.

Ike says so, he says
they come from the storks.

But there aren't
any storks around here,

and there are
plenty of babies.

Well, how about
the doctor's black bag?

Nana told me
that's where they come from.

She's wrong, too.

They come
from the cabbage patch.

- Who told you that?
- My mother and she should know.

- That's where she found me.
- You're both wrong.

What is all the shouting about?

The older children
are still in school.

Jeffrey thinks a baby
comes from black bags.

And Lauren thinks they come
from cabbage patches..

...but I know the truth.

It's in the mama's stomach.
That's why Cindy's so fat.

You mean the baby
is in there?

The baby is inside Cindy,
but it's in a special place

just for babies.

How does
the baby get out?

It squeezes through
the mama's bellybutton.

Hold it. That idea belongs with
the cabbage patch theory.

- But that's what I was told.
- I'm sorry, it's wrong.

How would you all like it
if we had a class

all about how babies are born?

Yeah.

Can we still have a class
about cowboys?

Certainly, but after
the baby class.

Cowboys were not born
in the saddle, you know.

Okay, scoot on home.

- Hi, everybody.
- Hello, Jeffrey.

What do you think
of your new teacher?

I like her. She says a lot
of interesting things.

And she's not afraid of snakes.

What sort of interesting things?

Today she told us
that Cindy's baby

was inside Cindy.

You got it all wrong, Nana.

They don't come from black bags.

I just thought
maybe you were

too young
to understand.

Did she tell you anything else
about babies?

Nope, she's saving the rest
to teach us in class.

- Beat you home, Nana.
- See you, Jeffrey.

Oh, dear, first it was
rum cakes and modern art

and now it's lessons
in childbirth.

What are we to do?

Well, I guess from now on,
we better start teaching

the children
the truth ourselves.

Why, the parents
should be warned.

Now that woman should
be dismissed.

Well, then, who'd
you find to teach?

Why, you don't have
to look very far.

I am as qualified as anyone
in this backwater.

Oh, dear.

If it's a girl,
I'd call it Anastasia.

Sounds like some kind
of medicine.

- What about Sarah?
- No, thank you.

- I like Frank.
- Or Manfred. Sounds manly.

- Tom isn't bad.
- What about Karen?

Now, that I like.

Yeah, Ben used to have
an old girlfriend named Karen.

Well, I think we'll
forget about that one.

(Jim-Bob)
'Elizabeth would probably
want to name it Hazel.'

- Oh, dear.
- What's wrong with that?

It's just that Hazel's
got herself in hot water.

Well, what happened?

(Jim-Bob)
'Corabeth found out she's
teaching a class on childbirth.'

'Now, she's on the warpath.'

- Poor Hazel.
- And it's all my fault.

If only I had told
Jeffrey the truth.

You know, when children
begin to ask ticklish questions

it gets very difficult.

Now you wait and see.

Our baby won't be asking
too many questions for a while.

(Rose)
'Well, at Jeffrey's age
they're curious as cats'

'which is healthy for them
but awkward for us.'

When our kids start
asking questions

I'll send them to Daddy.

- You'll be fine.
- Oh, sure. Man-to-man talks?

- Unless it's a daughter.
- How about Isabel or Reginald?

Reginald? With a name like that,
he'll probably get enlisted

into the Foreign Legion.

Ya'll keep thinking, I have to
go make a delivery in Rockfish.

Are you going
to be back by dinner?

I'll try, but don't
count on it. Bye bye.

Bye-bye.

Hello, if you were
a goldfinch flying by

would you be interested
in this birdfeeder?

I desperately long
to see some goldfinches

and I hear they
do come around.

Depends upon what
kind of birdfeed you got.

I have got seed that even
a gourmet bird could not resist.

- What's on your mind?
- It's Corabeth.

- She's out to get you.
- Sounds serious.

She found out
about your class on childbirth

and she's going
to try and stop you.

Oh, no, she's won't.

You don't know her.
She's impossible.

I can get pretty stubborn,
myself, you know.

- You can't fight her.
- Then what should I do?

Tell her you won't do the class.

I can't do that.

She's gonna try
and get you fired.

Trying is
not succeeding.

But I want you here.
I don't want you to go.

Elizabeth, we will be friends
no matter where I am.

I also want you here so I can
learn how to teach from you.

The first thing is

that you've got to stick fast
to your principles.

You could say you've
changed your mind

and you don't have time
to teach that stuff.

I'd be lying.

And worse, I'd be letting
narrow-minded people

like Corabeth push me around
and tell me what I can teach.

Learning about babies
isn't so important.

What is important is that
I'm able to teach what I choose.

And that means that
the parents have to trust me

and understand that I would
never teach something harmful.

- Corabeth could win.
- Possibly.

But sometimes in life,
we've gotta take chances.

You've gotta make a stand
for something you believe in.

If you run away from it,
then you'll hurt

something inside yourself.

'- You understand that?'
- I guess.

Listen, there are always going
to be dragons around us in life.

And when a dragon,
even a small one..

...starts to breathe fire,
then we gotta stop it.

And sometimes,
you get burned trying.

Corabeth can be quite a dragon.

And I am going to muzzle her.

- I wish I could help you.
- Well, you can.

How about asking
Mary Ellen for some

medical books about birth?

I must have all
my facts straight.

Maybe you could teach the class
with such complicated words

that nobody could
understand you.

- Elizabeth Walton.
- Okay, you win.

That's the spirit.

Easy, son. Easy.

Ben, will you pay
attention, please?

I'm sorry, Daddy.
My mind's on things.

It's sure not
on your work.

I'm just not cut out
to be a father.

A little late to be thinking
about that now, son.

Just never thought there were
so many serious things

like talks, college,
dentists, the croup.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I've been trying to say,
you don't have to worry

about all those
things at once.

First get the baby
out of its diapers.

You take the rest as it comes.

Being a father
just comes natural to you.

Ben, after 25 years
of on-the-job training

it does come easier.

It can get rough sometimes.
You'll catch on, Ben.

I just wish
I had your confidence.

When you see how much
that little thing needs you..

...you'll feel
real strong.

Cindy and I should've waited.
I'm just not ready.

If you waited till you're ready
you'd be a white-haired man.

The way I feel now, I'm going to
be a white-haired young man.

Ben, it's gonna
be alright, son.

- Thank you, Corabeth.
- Thank you.

Oh, dear, I don't think
I'm ever gonna

get used to this rationing.

Yes. It does cause one to lead
a more circumscribed life.

- It certainly does.
- Thank you.

- Good afternoon, ladies.
- Oh, Miss Lamphere.

Hello, Miss Lamphere.

Miss Lamphere, if there's
something that you require

you must wait your turn.

Actually I came to see you
but I'm glad Miss Emily

and Miss Mamie
are here, also.

I want to invite you all
to school this Monday.

I do hope that
you have reconsidered

teaching childbirth
in the public school system.

Well, I haven't.

I'm counting on you to tell
the other parents

that they're invited.

I remember
after Ashley Longworth

kissed me, Papa gave
us a book about what every

young lady should know.

That's the last time
the subject was ever brought up.

Well, then, do come
to my class.

- May we ask questions?
- And get some answers?

Certainly,
I hope so.

And, Corabeth,
if you have any questions

I'll be happy
to answer them for you.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye.

[classical music on radio]

Hazel?

Hazel, it's Mary Ellen.
I brought the medical books.

Hazel, are you here?

[dramatic music]

Hazel?

Hazel?

Hazel?
What happened?

Oh..

Oh, it's just a headache.
I must have fainted.

Some headache.
You were out cold.

Did you bring those
medical books?

I'm taking you
to see a doctor.

Oh, thank you, no.

- I think you need one.
- Please, Mary Ellen.

Well, if you won't go see one,
I'll bring one here to you.

[sighs]

It's stupid to
try to fool you.

I've already been examined
by a doctor, many doctors.

And they all say
the same thing.

I'm going to die.

Three, four months.
No longer.

[instrumental music]

Why didn't you tell us?

If you could only see
your expression.

I won't spend the little
time I have left

seeing only pity
in people's eyes.

What is it?

The poetic name for it
is acoustic neuroma.

A brain tumor?

Oh, I've always hated
the way that sounds.

Will you keep my secret?

What about Elizabeth?

I dread telling her.

Don't underestimate her.

She is a young woman,
not a little girl.

Let's get to those
books of yours.

Why did you come here
if you have so little time left?

Because I needed
to teach.

And Walton's Mountain
needed a teacher.

I want to open my students' eyes
to the wonder of ideas.

And the wonder of this Earth.

And if one student,
just Elizabeth

'learns from me to treasure
or challenge life a little more'

then I will have
put back into the world

some of the joy
and excitement I've known.

And my life will have
been of some value.

Does that make sense to you?

How about another?

It's about time
to close up.

- You a family man?
- Hmm?

Oh. No. Single,
and like it that way.

Thank you.

Yeah. I sometimes miss
being single, myself.

The missus giving you
a hard time?

Oh, Cindy? Oh, she,
she's wonderful.

The best.

That's why you're in here
drowning your sorrows, huh?

I'm going to be a father soon.

'Do I look old enough
to be a father?'

Hmm..

I don't feel like I am.

It's hard being a parent.

Got a whole other life
that's dependent on you.

It's too much.

That's why I'm a bachelor.

Well, I better be getting home.

To the diapers,
the college tuition.

Bills for the braces,
the colds, the coughs..

(shudders)

You better have another one
for the road.

Now, that's
a good idea.

[banging on door]
- 'John!'

John, I have
to go to the hospital.

- Huh?
- I have to go to the hospital.

- Now?
- This minute.

But-but the baby's
not due yet, is it?

Try and tell
the baby that.

- Where's Ben?
- He's not home yet.

- What time is it?
- It's after 3:00.

We can't worry
about him now. Okay.

Get ready. Come on,
go ahead. Let's go.

[instrumental music]

Mary Ellen?
Come on, Mary Ellen.

(Elizabeth)
'Hazel.'

'Elizabeth. What's happened?'

- Cindy's gone to the hospital.
- The baby's come.

We don't know that yet.
They left in the night.

I hope it's a girl.

The father probably hopes
it's a boy.

That's true. What do you want
if you have your first child?

(Hazel stuttering)

I'm not going
to be having children.

Why not?
You love children.

It's not
that simple, uhm..

Elizabeth,
there's a problem.

And I'd like
to tell you about it.

Sounds like a pretty big
fire-breathing dragon.

The very biggest.

And he's gonna win.

I want you to know about
this because I love you.

- I'm dying, Elizabeth.
- You're not serious.

I am. I'm sorry.

I don't believe you.

I wish that we had
years of adventures to share

but-but we still
have a couple of months.

(stuttering)

You can get better.
I mean, new medicines?

No. No, Elizabeth.

This is what is,
and I cannot run away from it.

Now, let's just try to enjoy
the time we have together.

How?

We were going
to go to New York together.

You must go.
It's on your list.

You don't need me there.

You lied to me.

You said we were going together

and you never meant it.

You say you love me,
but you don't.

You said that the world
was beautiful but it's ugly.

You lie.

Elizabeth. Elizabeth, wait!
Elizabeth, stop.

Wait! Listen to me!

Elizabeth!

- Daddy, is Cindy alright?
- Where have you been, son?

Had too much to drink last
night. So I slept in the truck.

Rose told me
you were here.

She's doing fine. She's a little
upset. Worried about you.

Can I see her?

She's right inside,
waiting for you.

[instrumental music]

- Cindy?
- Hi.

I'm so sorry.

All of a sudden
I got scared of being a father.

I tried to run away.

- I needed you last night.
- I know.

And I need you now.

Always.

- Please forgive me?
- I already have.

You know, I've been pretty
scared about being a mother.

But with you with me,
I'm sure we'll both be fine.

- Cindy, where's the baby?
- It's already been born, silly.

Where is it? How is it?
Is it alright?

She's perfect.

- She?
- You have a daughter.

- You don't mind?
- Are you crazy?

If she's anything
like her mother

I'll be the happiest
father on Earth.

[door opening]

Congratulations, Daddy.

She's so tiny.

(Mary)
'Don't be afraid.
She won't break.'

Look at the little fingers
and fingernails.

She came with a full set.

Now that we have her,
what are we going to name her?

I've been thinking.

I'd like to name her
after the most beautiful

'and special place I know.'

- Virginia.
- I love it.

Virginia Walton,
how do you like that?

Here's your mama now.

We're going to take the best
care of you any baby ever had.

That sure is
one beautiful baby.

Well, not any more
than John Curtis was.

Let's just say
it's the most

beautiful granddaughter
I've ever had.

Oh, well, that's
playing it safe.

Serena and Elizabeth ought
to be happy.

They were rooting
for a baby girl.

Oh, Elizabeth could use some
good news about now.

Something happen?

I think I better
tell you about it.

It's about Hazel.

(Erin)
'They're here!'

Is it a boy or a girl?

Well?

Where's Elizabeth?
She'll want to hear this.

Oh, she been acting
very strangely.

She hardly touched her lunch

and then she went
for a walk, all alone.

- We'll tell her later.
- Well, tell us about it now.

Ben and Cindy
had a baby girl.

It's a girl?

Not "it." Virginia,
Virginia Walton.

(Erin cheering)

I win, because I said
we'd call her Ginny.

[indistinct chatter]

[instrumental music]

You're up late.

Daddy told me
about Hazel.

It must have been
a big shock and hurt.

Why did she come
here like that?

Pretending we were
gonna be friends for always?

You are.

You're probably
as deep friends now

as many years
would have made you.

But we don't have many years.

I wish I had never met her.

Remember my friend Seth
who gave me this?

I remember. He died.

When he gave me this recorder..

...I couldn't even play it,
I was so mad at him.

You know why?

Because I felt like
he was deserting me.

But he really wasn't.

'Cause I still had
my memories of him.

[music continues]

That's the part of Hazel
that'll live on with you.

And the things she's taught you.

Your new love of art
and your interest in teaching.

Seems to me she's given you
some lasting gifts.

Except for herself.

That wasn't hers to give.

[instrumental music]

Looks like you've got
quite a crowd here.

Huh, had I known
I would have charged admission.

That way if I'm fired
at least I'd have an nest egg.

I can feel
the hostility from here.

I'm on your side.

If you get any questions
you can't answer call on me.

Thanks.

- Where is Elizabeth?
- She wouldn't come.

- I'm sorry.
- Me too.

For myself and for her.

Well, I guess it's time
to face the dragons.

- Good luck.
- 'Thanks.'

Good morning, everyone.

Today I'm going to talk

about how babies
come into this world.

If any of you have any questions

please, feel free
to raise your hands

- Miss Lamphere?
- 'Yes, Corabeth?'

Uh, birth education
has never been taught

in our public school system.

And I for one, I'm very opposed
to the addition of it now.

Well, normally,
I feel that this is a subject

that should explained
by the parents.

Precisely my point.

However, several of my students
seem to have been misinformed.

Cindy Walton gave birth

to a baby girl
this past weekend.

And I feel sure
that all the Waltons here now

will vouch for me,
when I say that none of them

'spent the weekend
scouring cabbage patches'

'or waiting for the stork.'

It's time that
we start answering

the children's
questions honestly.

Because if we don't,
they'll turn elsewhere

for the answers.

I always liked
the one about the stork.

(Hazel)
'Please, Jim-Bob.
Just questions.'

Now, I believe
that the birth of a child

is a very intimate
and personal event.

But it is also
a magnificent process

designed by God.

And we should be
in wonder of it.

Not ashamed or embarrassed.

If any of you otherwise,
please, speak up.

Good.

Now, inside every woman

is a special place
called the womb or uterus.

'It's shaped
like an upside-down pear'

'and is very much
the same size.'

This is the baby's first home.

Where it live and grows
safe and warm for nine months.

- 'Yes, Jeffrey?'
- Isn't it a bit too small?

Well, when life begins
the baby is so small

that you can't even
see it in the womb.

'But as the baby grows, the womb
stretches to fit the baby.'

'Uh, much like a glove stretches
when slip your hand inside it.'

[melancholic music]

- You sick, honey?
- No.

Honey, it's not right
to mourn for Hazel

when she's still alive.

I just want to forget
all about her.

This is not the time to be
feeling sorry for yourself.

- I love her.
- 'Then show her.'

Remember how you felt
when grandpa died?

'How you never said
goodbye to him?'

You have that chance
with Hazel now.

Listen..

...you and Hazel
have chosen each other

to be friends.

That means you have to be
friends in bad times too.

It's important to try
to make her feel happy, honey.

No matter how
much it hurts.

I don't know how.

You'll find a way
because she needs you.

It's not fair.

I know.

I know.

(Corabeth)
'Oh, Miss Lamphere,
you have neglected to mention'

how important it is
that the expectant mother

have a good diet.

Oh, good point.
Yes, the mother must be sure

that the baby gets
the proper nutrition.

'Sometimes pregnant women
have strong cravings'

'for very bizarre
food combinations.'

'But this is only
normal and healthy.'

You mean like pistachio nuts
and pickled pig's feet?

- Right.
- Sounds rather tasty.

We should
try it sometime, sister.

Oh, sister.

Near the end of the pregnancy

the baby begins to kick
inside the mother.

Does it hurt?

No, I'm told that it's
quite a wonderful feeling.

'Because the mother knows
that the baby is anxious'

'to begin the adventure of life
in the world outside.'

I would hardly call
this vale of tears an adventure.

I would.

So would I.

(Hazel)
'Life is the most extraordinary
adventure we know so far.'

And if we've been lucky enough
to share it with friends

then when the time comes to die,
we know we've lived fully

and are ready for
the next great adventure.

[instrumental music]

Now, then..

(John-Boy narrating)
From that day onward

Hazel's teaching
was never again questioned.

Elizabeth and Hazel's
friendship grew stronger

and even though Hazel died
a few months later.

Her zest for life
lived on in my sister.

- 'Goodnight, Jeffrey.'
- 'Goodnight, Erin.'

'If Virginia is your niece,
is she my niece, too?'

- 'No, she's your cousin.'
- 'But you're my cousin.'

(Erin)
'So is Virginia.
Only she's once removed.'

(Jeffrey)
'Removed where?'

- 'One generation.'
- 'What's that?'

(Erin)
'Complicated.
Goodnight, Jeffrey.'

(Jeffrey)
'Goodnight, Erin.'
Goodnight, Virginia.'

[instrumental music]