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This what you're looking for?

Huh? Oh, yep, that's it. Thank you.

I don't know why you're cracking yourself on this Coventry story.

The wires won't close for another hour.

I want to get this filed and be out of here.

I got a deadline a mile long.

-Daisy? -That's right.

Are you gonna ask her to marry you?

I'll tell you what, check the headlines in the morning.

JOHN-BOY: When I was a boy, I dreamed of what I would make

of my life when the time came to leave the Mountain.

My journey took me to New York City, where I became a reporter

for a press service, began work on my second novel

and fell in love.

I knew that the days of my life would be played out elsewhere.

But as always, the events that took place on the Mountain

would shapeand change the rest of my life.

(EXCLAIMS PASSIONATELY)

-How'd it go tonight? -I got applause for my solo.

-Oh, you did? -Uh-huh.

What about the finale?

I had to share it with the rest of the company, but it was mine.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Can you take some more big news?

Can I take some more big news?

Listen, I deal in big news all day long. What is it?

Delores is leaving to join the Chicago company

and I'm going to understudy

-the new lead. -The lead?

(LAUGHS EXCITEDLY)

Oh, darling.

-It's time, isn't it? -Well, of course it's time.

You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna wine you and dine you.

-Oh, I'm starving. -Let's go to Mondiano's.

(SOFT PIANO PLAYING)

(GIGGLING)

(PLAYS LIVELY SONG)

-Oh, there's your song. -I hear it.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Jimmy, we'll take our usual table, alright?

Thank you very much.

(GIGGLING)

Why don't you wait till I get the part?

You'll get it. Won't be long.

It's all up and down the street. Favor?

-You bought a copy? -Nope. Lifted it from Doubleday.

Oh, that's no fair. You do that, I don't get a royalty.

I'm just kidding. It's for my mother. Write something nice.

She's gonna flip. How's the new book coming?

Well, it's coming slowly, but it's getting there.

What's this one about?

Well, it's kind of, sort of, about now.

I, uh... About a boy from the country

writes a book, comes to the city, meets a girl.

Why don't you ask me when I finish with it, alright?

-Okay, go sit down. -There you go.

-Play something nice. -Alright.

(SOFT PIANO PLAYING)

Thanks very much. We'll have two glasses of red wine.

-Mmm-hmm. Thank you. -Thank you.

BOTH: So, how was your day?

(BOTH LAUGHING)

-You first. -Alright.

I was up at 5:00 this morning working on the book

had to be at the wire service at 11:00, typed like a tiger

until 10:30, and then I came to pick you up.

Mmm-hmm.

You know, I was thinking today how much my life has changed

since we met.

How's that? Thank you very much.

Give us a couple of minutes, okay? How's that?

Well, from the very first day back there in Scottsville

you were there when I needed a dancing partner.

What was that song they kept playing at the marathon?

-Whispering. -Whispering.

(DAISY CHUCKLES)

I'll never forget that.

We were dead tired, hanging on to each other

trying to keep going.

-We were a good team. -We're still a pretty good team.

Mmm-hmm.

-I love you. -Me, too.

Daisy, let's get married.

Not just yet.

Why not?

Daisy, if it's a career you're worried about, don't.

I mean, I'm proud of you and I'm not gonna stand in your way.

Things are good the way they are.

I know they're good the way they are, and I wouldn't change

any of that, but..

...it's killing me when I have to leave you at night.

I want to be with you when I'm sleeping

when I wake up in the morning, all the time.

You're only a part of my life. I want you to be all of my life.

I feel like I'm that already.

I know I'm never gonna love any woman the way I love you.

I need you.

(WHISPERING) I love you.

Marry me.

John, there are things you don't know about me.

Well, there are things you don't know about me.

Look, all we have to care about is each other and today.

We can worry about tomorrow together.

Marry me, Daisy.

I mean it.

That's right, Miss Erin Walton. Uh, she's right on the exchange.

Thank you.

(BUZZING)

Operator. This is Erin Walton.

John-Boy, where are you?

-Is there anything wrong? -No, no. I'm in New York City.

Uh, could you put me through to the family?

I can't. Mary Ellen's talking to Curt down at Camp Lee.

Oh, uh, well, alright, alright.

Give them a message for me, okay?

Would you tell them that we'll be arriving on the afternoon bus

-in Rockfish tomorrow. -Well, who's we?

Me and my fiancee.

-Oh, you're getting married? -I'm getting married.

-Is it Daisy? -Of course it's Daisy!

-Oh, how exciting. -Yeah, it is, isn't it?

Okay, well, I'll see you all tomorrow then, alright?

-Okay, bye, John-Boy. -Bye-bye.

Mama, Daddy, everybody! Grandpa!

-GRANDPA: Here, what's going on? -Everybody, I've got news.

-You won't believe it. Hurry! -BEN: What is it?

Erin called from the phone company. I've got news. Hurry.

JOHN: Alright. BEN: What is it?

Erin called and John-Boy's coming home

-and he's bringing his fiancee. -fiancee?

(BOYS LAUGHING)

-His what? -Daisy, they're getting married.

(LAUGHING)

Olivia, may we give a reception for the dear girl

whoever she may be?

I'm sure she'd be delighted.

Well, a garden party would be nice, don't you think?

Well, whatever John-Boy wants.

We'll consult him when he arrives.

Well, now, we really must be going.

But do tell John-Boy we're looking forward

to meeting his young lady.

I'm sure he'll want to see you, too.

-Bye-bye. -Bye-bye.

Congratulations!

(GRANDPA LAUGHING)

Well, I'm glad.

About time he found himself a good woman.

Although how she's gonna take care of a home

and be a dancer, too, is beyond me.

You're a painter and run a house at the same time.

I really am glad for John-Boy. I really am.

I suppose the wedding will be at Scottsville.

Well, why?

That's where he and Daisy met.

Her parents must live around there.

You remember, they met at the marathon dance.

-I don't remember a dance. -You were just a baby.

Don't you remember? It's when Mama got mad at John-Boy

for dancing for three or four nights and he didn't come home.

That was long ago. Now, you all to clean up for supper.

Ike and Corabeth are coming, and I'd like to give her

as little to criticize as possible.

Can George stay for supper?

George, you can sit in your usual seat.

-Thank you, Mrs. Walton. -Thanks.

You sound real happy about this. Are you?

I'm trying.

Best thing that could've happened to him.

I'll have to see her again to be fully convinced.

Guess it is kind of romantic.

Two young people from back here in the sticks

finding each other in the big city.

We'll have more grandchildren around here than you know.

(GIGGLING)

You sure do know how to put out a good meal, Olivia.

And nobody makes better cream corn than you.

Thank you, Ike.

Always so plain, but filling.

You must give me your recipe, dear.

I will. Thank you, Corabeth.

Oh, Aimee will simply be sick that she missed the soiree.

-When's Aimee coming home? -Oh, she'll be home on Sunday.

It's such a comfort to have a child

who's interested in the cultural pursuits.

She simply adores my sister, Eulah Jarvis Forsythe.

Sister Eulah Jarvis is teaching her the art of china painting.

May I please be excused?

After you clear the dishes.

It's Mary Ellen's turn.

You're excused.

What's going on?

George seems to have become a permanent fixture around here.

They're good friends.

Elizabeth seems a little young to become romantically entwined.

They are just friends, Corabeth.

Neither one of them would recognize romance

if it him them in the face.

-Excuse me. -Excuse me.

I still can't get over John-Boy moving up to New York

and then writing another novel.

And now he's getting engaged, huh?

Mr. Godsey, after all, he is a young man of marriageable age.

Those things do happen.

Are you pleased about it, Olivia?

Don't really know her yet, Corabeth.

You didn't know Curt very well, until I brought him home.

Guess that's why John-Boy's bringing her home

so we can get acquainted.

Um, I hear she's a dancer.

On Broadway.

John-Boy picks her up every night after her curtain.

They walk down Fifth Avenue and look in the stores.

I'm sure she's a fine girl, or she wouldn't have been chosen

to be the bride of John Walton, Jr.

Well, we'll know soon enough.

Why don't we all go out to the porch?

I think it's cooler out there.

What are those young'uns up to?

Today they asked for some vegetable crates.

I gave them a couple of them.

Got two planks out of me, they must be building something.

Oh, but what?

How's that?

Ready to start business tomorrow morning.

We can open up in front of Godsey's store.

Everybody passes by there sometime during the day.

Yeah, we won't be one of those

regular lemonade stands they always see

'cause we'll have two kinds.

Well, they say you have to give the customer the choice.

That's just what we're going to be doing.

We'll have pink lemonade and regular.

That is no way to look at a grandmother.

You know, Grandma, I think I saw a grey hair the other day.

Where?

Right up there on your forehead.

On my head? You did not.

Must have been some other lady I was close to.

Where is it?

Well, I...

(OLIVIA SNICKERING)

Liv, are you dying your hair?

John Walton, I'm a Baptist.

Must have been somebody else then.

You think he's making a mistake?

Well, if he is, it's his mistake, Liv.

Mr. Johnson, you wanted to see me?

Yeah, sit down, John. Sit down.

There's a new job opening up and I'd like you to take it.

Tell me about it.

I want you to go on special assignment in London

as a civilian correspondent attached

to the Stars and Stripes.

(GROANS)

-(CHUCKLING) Oh, no. -What?

I just wish this had come up at another time.

Ooh, wrong time.

Why?

I, uh...

I proposed to Daisy last night. She said yes.

Good.

-Could I take her with me? -No.

I don't know what to say.

She'll wait, John.

You know, lots of folks are putting off personal plans

at this time for bigger things.

Well, I'm not sure there's anything bigger in my life

than getting married.

If these were normal times, I'd tend to agree with you.

But these are not normal times.

(CHUCKLING) London.

Lord.

Why don't you talk it over with Daisy?

Oh, I know what she'd say. She'd say go.

Ooh, and what do you say?

(SIGHING)

I have always thought of my life in terms of journeys.

After New York City, London would be incredible.

It thrills me.

It scares me, too.

Let Daisy and me talk it over, alright?

Alright, John.

Thanks.

John-Boy, good to see you.

-There he is! -Welcome home, Son!

This is Daisy Garner. This is my grandpa, Mr. Walton

and my father, John Walton. You met at the marathon dance.

-Yeah, I remember Daisy. -Daisy, Daisy.

You're just as John described you.

-How did he describe me? -Very handsome.

Hey, now, Grandpa, stop trying to court my girl.

I'm not old enough or young enough for a kiss.

-(CHUCKLING) That's not true. -Where's Mama?

She's home cleaning up. Oh, the dirt was just a-flying.

JOHN-BOY: You know there's not a speck of dust in that house.

Oh, she found some alright.

Put this back here.

-JOHN-BOY: Elizabeth! -Hello.

(LAUGHING) Elizabeth.

-Can I meet her now? -Right now.

Daisy Garner, this is Elizabeth Walton.

Hello, Elizabeth.

I somehow feel if I can pass your inspection

it'll be easy sailing the rest of the way.

-You'll do just fine. -Thank you.

-Oh, free lemonade. That's nice. -You owe me a nickel.

I'll see you at the house.

I'm gonna stretch my legs a bit, walk home with Elizabeth.

-Alright, Pa. -JOHN-BOY: Bye-bye.

ELIZABETH: Bye-bye. JOHN-BOY: See you at home.

Well, now, how is the lemonade business?

Terrible.

(SIGHING) Well, what seems to be the trouble?

-Only sold two glasses. -We drank six.

Do you think we're charging too much?

No, I think the price is fair.

Well, let's try it again tomorrow, hmm?

Why would tomorrow be any different?

Let's try it the way the radio people do, advertise a bit.

You mean like jingles and slogans?

No, no. What this needs is...

I tell you what.

Let's lower the price on the pink lemonade

and make it a special

ladies always love specials, to four cents. And, uh...

And I'll go out and help boom up business about this.

Thanks.

(SMACKING LIPS)

Thank you.

Mmm. Think nothing of it. It's all in a day's work.

-Here, let me take this. -No, I'll help clean up.

You don't have to, Daisy.

Mama, she's nearly a sister.

Mama, we'll get these. Why don't you go outside?

Oh, alright, if you insist. Don't mind if I do.

-Mary Ellen, watch out. -Wait a minute. I have a system.

Let me show you some shortcuts.

Let's move all the dishes down this way.

Oh, okay, whatever you say.

(GIRLS GIGGLING)

You do like her don't you, Mama?

You love her, John-Boy. That's good enough for me.

(DOOR OPENING)

GRANDPA: Well, you certainly got through those dishes quick-like.

Daisy used to work as a waitress

and she taught us a new way to wash the dishes.

You seem to know a lot, don't you, Daisy?

When you make the rounds of auditions during the day

you take jobs at night.

I've waited a lot of tables and washed a lot of dishes.

What's making rounds?

Well, that's trudging from one theater to the other

trying to find an acting job. It's hard work.

I guess you're not afraid of much, are you?

Not hard work, marriage maybe.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

We decided to get married in the Baptist church.

I thought I'd go talk to Reverend Buchanan about it.

I'm sure Hank would be very pleased

but don't expect a run-of-the-mill Baptist wedding.

Why not?

Nothing run-of-the-mill about Hank Buchanan.

JOHN-BOY: (CHUCKLING) That's what I hear.

Have you made arrangements for your parents to come?

There's only my mother. She's up near Lynchburg.

Oh, well, that's not so far away. She'll be able to come.

-I don't think so. -Why not?

Well, we haven't talked in three years.

She didn't like what I was doing with my life.

Oh, 'cause you went on the stage?

Uh, she didn't understand I had to

live my own life and make my own mistakes.

Maybe she'll change her mind. I did.

Since I won't have any family here

I need someone to give me away.

Oh, well, I'm sure we can find somebody around here to do that.

Mr. Walton?

I couldn't think of a finer present to give one's grandson.

The bride is getting something in the bargain, you know.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Well, I guess we better go discuss the service

with the Reverend in the morning.

And I think we ought to discuss your wedding gown.

Well, I'm only getting married once.

I want a really special dress.

Why don't we just buy one at the store. Sewing is so boring.

Then you can take care of the flowers.

I'd be happy to help you with your gown.

Hey, Daddy, are you and John-Boy going to have

one of those man-to-man talks?

I don't know. Think we'll have a man-to-man talk, Son?

What about?

We can talk about what Jim-Bob wants us to talk about.

(ALL LAUGHING)

For old time's sake, why not?

Alright.

The only problem with having a talk right now is that

there doesn't seem to be any problem.

I'm just about as happy as a man could be.

There's not much I can tell you about marriage anyway.

Each one's different, you know.

Well, our marriage is gonna be worlds apart from yours.

But, if we're half as happy as you two are

I'll consider myself a lucky man.

And you will be, too.

There's no secret to marriage.

Just remember

show your woman you love her every once in awhile.

A woman will put with an awful lot if she knows she's loved.

Try to keep your marriage fresh, you know what I mean?

Pull something out of the hat every once in awhile.

What do you mean?

Find ways to surprise her.

Oh.

Well, she surprised me already.

I didn't know her mama was living over in Lynchburg.

I hope I'm not putting you girls out, bunking in with you.

Not at all. Elizabeth can sleep there with me.

Used to be Mary Ellen's bed, now she stays in John-Boy's room.

Well, where's John staying?

He can stay in the shed with his printing press.

He used to stay there a lot when he was writing his paper.

Hi, girls. What are you all talking about?

Do you think that's any of his business?

-No! -No!

-Get out! -I just asked...

Alright. Alright.

(GIRLS LAUGHING)

(BABY GURGLING)

Hey there, John Curtis. How you doing?

How you doing?

You got a nice room here.

I spent a considerable amount of time here myself.

But now I live quite a distance away.

Did you know

that there is a great big stack of books

in the window of a bookstore on Fifth Avenue in New York City?

Did you know that?

And just about every page of that book

was written right here.

Have you met these boys?

I want to introduce you to some fellows here.

This is Bill Shakespeare

this is H. D. Thoreau and this is Tommy Wolfe here, alright?

You get to know them, they'll be good friends.

I guarantee you. Here.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, fellows. Take care of him.

Look who's here, Sister.

(LAUGHING)

-Oh, Mr. Walton. -Miss Emily.

We were just planning the reception

we're giving for John-Boy's fiancee.

We thought cake and finger sandwiches

and some light refreshment

and, of course, some of the Recipe.

In the garden.

It was in a garden where I first met Ashley Longworth.

Oh, I know I have spoken to you about Ashley Longworth.

But one never tires of such a colorful person

as Ashley probably is, wherever he is.

The party, dear.

Oh, yes. Where are we having it?

The garden may not be suitable if this heat keeps on, Sister.

Everyone is so anxious to meet the dear girl.

It's hard getting in touch with any of the ladies nowadays.

They're rushing around so.

But I'm sure you'll get to see the lovely bride at the wedding.

In the meantime, just now, I have a little problem.

I'm sadly in need of some of the Recipe.

If you ladies could possibly oblige me.

-Oh, of course, Mr. Walton. -It must be the heat.

Wasn't it just last week you were by for some?

Yes, that's true, but the Recipe is so thirst-quenching.

-Papa always said that. -(CHUCKLING) Ah, thank you.

Ah, hey, there you are now.

Here's a little advertising. Ought to help boom the business.

"Pink special."

-"Women and children only." -Uh-huh.

Let's try a little of your pink.

Well, that seems pretty tart for the ladies.

I think we ought to have some sugar in the pink.

Would you two go in there and get some sugar off Ike?

I think that ought be enough.

Sure, Grandpa. We were running a little low.

There you are. Mmm-hmm.

(WHISTLING)

* Party in the old town tonight *

(HUMMING)

-Here's your sugar. -Put a little pinch in there.

Just a pinch.

In each pitcher. Yeah, just like that.

Here, now let me try it now.

I think that's just fine now. Mmm-hmm.

ELIZABETH: Grandpa!

(SMACKING LIPS)

Yes, I'd say this is fine, too.

In fact, this is just right.

-You think it will work? -Of course it's gonna work.

With the right product, and some advertising, it's bound to.

Now, remember, the pink is for the ladies and the children.

And the regular is for the men.

And don't drink all the profits.

Thank you.

JOHN-BOY: Mama.

I wanted to talk to you and Daddy about something.

It really bothers me knowing that Daisy's mom

is not gonna be at the wedding.

They seem to have some problem between them.

You've talked to Daisy about it?

No, she won't talk about it.

I guess whatever it is, it's pretty serious.

And you know how sometimes people won't make up a fight

'cause they're too proud to admit they were wrong?

I can't imagine having a wedding and you not being there.

Maybe it's time to have a talk with Mrs. Garner.

If you could bring them together

it would be the best wedding present ever.

I love the small shops. I can't wait to take you shopping.

There's this super shop I want to take you to.

Looks like you two bought out Corvette's Dry Goods Supplies.

Wait till you see what we got.

You'll love it.

(BABY CRYING)

Oh, I'm being called.

Let me wipe off the table.

I can't wait to show you what I bought.

-Wait till you see the inside. -Oh, that is beautiful.

-Do you like it? -Yes.

-Oh, have you got the pattern? -Yes, here it is.

-Which one? -That one there.

-Oh, yes. -Wait.

Let me show you what I wanna do with the front.

I thought I would do it with a little...

I don't know, what do you think ?

Lovely. We could even edge the train if you like.

Have you thought about your bouquet?

Roses.

I've got some white satin ribbon.

Would you like to have it?

-Oh, that would be wonderful. -I'll go look for it.

What's the matter with him?

Oh, he's hot and he's cutting a tooth.

I put some oil of cloves on his gums.

It's Grandma's remedy. Seems to help.

Guess you're just a natural mother.

Oh, it's mostly just common sense.

I used to be such a tomboy.

I thought I'd never get married, let alone have a baby.

I wanted to see the world, but Curt changed that.

And I wouldn't change it back.

Are you and John-Boy planning a family?

Haven't thought about it.

Oh, well, you'll get around to it.

Hey. They're a lot of trouble, but they're worth it.

It's more fun than playing first base for the Dodgers

which is what I used to think I wanted to do.

What's the matter, John Curtis?

He's crying.

I found this while I was looking for the ribbon.

I've had it since the year John-Boy was born.

John brought it back from France after the war.

Oh, it's beautiful.

I never used it. It just seemed too pretty.

It's something old for you to wear on your wedding day.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

Yes?

-Mrs. Garner? -Mmm-hmm.

My name is John Walton. I've come to talk to you about Daisy.

Nothing's happened to her, I hope.

Oh no, no, no, she's fine. She's fine.

-Where is she? -Uh...

(SIGHING)

She and I are engaged.

She's at my home in Jefferson County.

Come in.

Thank you.

I haven't seen Daisy in three years.

-Sit down. -Thank you.

Where's she been all this time? Is she well?

Oh, yes, yes. She has been a dancer in New York.

She's been making wonderful progress, though.

Recently, she got a real important understudy part.

I think she's very talented, Mrs. Garner.

I really think she could make it if she keeps on at it.

She always wanted to be gone from here.

I guess that's why

she did what she did.

She seems to feel that there is no possible way to reconcile

the differences that you two had. Is it really that bad?

Did she ask you to come see me?

No, ma'am.

Did Daisy tell you why we disagreed?

Not in so many words, no.

I apologize if it was a mistake for me to come here.

I just wanted to see Daisy happy, that's all.

Do you love her?

I do.

I'm pleased to hear it.

I'd like to see her, but Daisy might not want to

hear what I have to say to her.

Would you like to give it a try?

If she wants to see me, you bring her here tomorrow.

Good, thank you.

(CHUCKLING) Oh, it's antique.

It is, but it gets the job done. Wanna try it?

(CHUCKLING) I don't think so.

It's not gonna eat you up.

Oh, it's wonderful.

(SIGHING)

You did all your articles here?

I wrote them over there, and set them in the type over there

put them in here and out come the Blue Ridge Chronicle.

Ain't nothing much. Just a little country paper.

(CHUCKLING) Oh, knowing you, you didn't write about the weather.

Well, that's true. I did expose a carpetbagger one time.

Trying to run off with Sheriff Bridges' job.

And I published a chapter of Mein Kampf

just about blew the county apart.

I can imagine.

(EXCLAIMS) Oh, what's this?

Oh, how does this work?

Daisy, I saw your mother today.

Why?

She wants to see you.

John

I told you there were things in my past I didn't wanna remember.

She asked me to bring you home if you wanna see her.

(SCOFFS)

I can't really believe that.

(SIGHING) You know, we had such a terrible quarrel, I...

It can't be forgiven that easily.

You're gonna never know for sure unless you go see her yourself.

We can go over to Lynchburg in the morning if you want to.

It'll be alright.

You got me now.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Hello? Junior or senior? Just a minute.

-John-Boy, it's for you. -Oh!

Thank you, darling. Hello, it's John Walton speaking.

-Mr. Johnson, hello. -Hi, John.

I have to fill that London assignment now

and I still want you to take it.

(SIGHING)

Didn't you get a chance to talk it over with your fiancee?

Well, I gave it a lot of thought, Mr. Johnson.

And what did you decide?

I just wish I was there so we could talk about it.

I want the job, but it would take some working out.

-Are you saying no? -No, I...

I don't know. I'm saying maybe.

This could be very important to your career, John.

You know I have absolutely

all the confidence in the world that you can handle this.

It's very, very important to you.

I've thought about all that.

It's just that with the Blitz on in England

they're not letting women over there.

And I'm getting married next week, Mr. Johnson.

(SIGHING) If you have to have an answer right now

then I gotta say no. I'm sorry.

The mulberry tree is gone, and the old moss roses.

Otherwise, everything is very much the same.

-Maybe she's the same, too. -She said she wanted to see you.

Anyway, I'll be with you.

I think I'd like to go in alone.

Sure. I'll wait outside.

Hello, Mama.

Hello.

Everything is almost the same as when I went away.

I noticed the moss roses were gone.

Just moved them around in back, is all.

Oh.

-Please. Sit down, Daisy. -Thank you.

Can I get you something cold to drink?

No, thank you.

(SIGHING)

I don't how to start, or what to say.

(DAISY SIGHS)

Getting started is the hard part, because it hurts so much.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Hello.

Who are you looking for?

Daisy, I'd like you to meet Melissa.

(SIGHS)

(CHUCKLING) Hello, Melissa.

Can you say hello to Daisy, honey?

Well, she's a little shy with strangers.

Yes.

Now, why don't you go to your room and play for a while?

(SOBBING)

Mama, I didn't wanna hurt you.

This sure hits the spot.

Yes, sir. You know, I think those two could be

pretty successful if they had the right kind of help.

All you need is the right product

and a little advertising.

-Oh, Miss Mamie. -Oh, ladies.

Hello. Hello, Mr. Walton.

Oh, my, it's such a warm day.

I think we'll have two glasses of the regular, please.

That does seem to be your most popular. It must be good.

Well, we do seem to sell more of it.

-Ooh, most refreshing, isn't it? -Very.

Delicious. My. Well, we must be running along.

Thank you, children. Goodbye.

-Thank you very much. -Good afternoon, ladies.

You know, there was something about that lemonade

that reminded me of Papa.

Yes. I noticed it, too.

I'm sure Papa would've adored it.

Oh, that looks good. I believe I'll have a glass.

Oh, Corabeth, why don't you try the pink lemonade?

That's a real cooler on a day like today.

No. I believe I'll have a glass of the other.

(STAMMERING) Well, no, that's tart, and you don't like it.

-The pink is on sale, special. -No.

No, the pink is too sweet. I'd rather have this.

Mmm.

I've got a lot of shelves that I've gotta get...

I think I'll help you.

Mr. Godsey!

Devil and water. Really!

John.

Daisy?

Are you alright?

John, I told you there were things in my past.

I should've told you the truth from the start.

Nothing could be as bad as you make it out.

No. Don't stop me, John.

(SIGHING)

Three months before I met you at the marathon dance

I had a baby.

(SOBBING) I wasn't married.

Mama did raise me decent, and I had shamed myself

but I wasn't about to shame myself more

by marrying a man I didn't love.

Mama was furious, and she wanted me to do that.

(SIGHING) I had the baby.

I put her up for adoption

and I ran from here as fast as I could

and my money ran out at Scottsville.

I keep talking about the things you don't know.

It turns out they're things I didn't know either.

Mama decided that she had treated me wrong.

I had gone but there was a part of me still here.

A baby.

Mama proved she was the maternal grandmother

she adopted the baby.

She's been raising my daughter for me.

Melissa. Melissa. Come on out, honey.

I want you to meet someone. Come on.

Melissa. This is John Walton.

Hello, Melissa.

I can see you about that age.

You go back in to Grandmother.

This changes everything?

Yes, it does.

It can't happen.

I love you, Daisy.

(SIGHING) I have to stay with Melissa.

I want my daughter and her love.

But we have to grow into it, and that takes time.

I'm willing to grow with you and try and make it work.

Don't go slamming and shutting doors on me now.

I heard you turn down that overseas job, John.

You said you'd never stand in the way of my career.

I can't stand in the way of yours, either.

I can do lots of reporting in New York.

I've decided to stay here with Melissa.

I don't know when I'll be getting back to New York.

I love you.

(SIGHING) But we both have other responsibilities to tend to first.

Mine's here with Melissa.

And you think mine is in London, don't you?

Yes.

I don't suppose there's any point in wondering

if you'd be here when I got back.

I don't know.

I was wondering if that London job is still open?

No, sir, there's not gonna be a marriage.

Yeah, I'm sorry, too.

Yeah. I can be there tomorrow.

Yes, sir, I'll see you in the office. Thank you, sir.

I guess I'd better start packing.

John-Boy, I'm sorry.

I guess some things just aren't meant to be.

I keep telling myself that.

Couldn't you stay home just a few days longer?

I got a job. I gotta go.

Good luck, Son. Write when you can, huh?

When you get to London, just call.

-I don't care how much it costs. -Alright, Mama.

See you soon.

-Stay out of trouble, alright? -I'll try.

I've sworn off lemonade for the duration.

Take care, Brother.

-Don't forget those magazines. -I won't.

You try not to wreck that car, alright?

-Love you. -Oh, I love you.

-Take care of that baby. -I will.

If you all ever get up to Lynchburg, would you go see her?

We'll make a special visit.

I'd better go.

-Bye. -Bye, John.

-Bye, everybody. -ALL: Bye.

Bye-bye.

JOHN-BOY: Ahead of me lay all the fabled cities of the world.

I was to come to know London, Paris, New York, Rome

as intimately as I knew the small Virginia towns.

I would walk the streets of the great cities of Europe

visit their monuments and museums

and come to know their people.

And with every step, the shadow of Daisy would walk beside me.

BEN: You think John-Boy will remember about those magazines?

JIM-BOB: He usually remembers.

ERIN: Goodnight, you two.

ELIZABETH: I gotta get up early.

ERIN: Why?

ELIZABETH: I have a new business I'd like to try.

GRANDPA: Do you need any help, Elizabeth?

JOHN: Goodnight, Pa.