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You look kind of shook-up, Daddy.

You would, too, Jason, if you'd just seen a ghost.

JOHN-BOY: The absence of a loved one

can make the days seem endless and the nights all the darker.

Especially in spring when the weather is gentle

and moonlight stirs the heartstrings.

During my mother's illness,

our family sorely missed her presence,

and without her, my father was a lonely, vulnerable man.

Mary Ellen.

You're getting to be like Mom

for knowing who's coming in at what time.

I'm getting to be like her, also, by the fact

that I can't get to sleep till everybody's home.

I kind of like it. Makes me feel looked after.

For how long are you on the night shift?

I'm through for now, You won't have to wait up.

It's alright, I can't sleep anyway.

This bed is getting lopsided.

I know, I have one just like it.

Goodnight, Daddy.

Goodnight, honey.

MARY ELLEN: Jason, how did you sneak in?

You get good at it when you work nights.

How are things at the Dew Drop Inn, Son?

Different. Thelma's sold out and moved to California.

Now hold on, now.

What does that mean for you?

I wish I knew.

I've only got a few more weeks to go before I graduate.

I need the money.

I'd be glad to help out if I could, Son.

Me, too, I've got quite a bit saved up.

Thanks, I appreciate it.

I've done it so far on my own. I'd like to keep it that way.

Maybe the new owner will keep you on.

I'll find out tomorrow afternoon.

Right now, I'm bushed. See you in the morning.

MARY ELLEN: Goodnight. JOHN: Goodnight, Son.

Goodnight again, Daddy.

Goodnight, honey. Sleep tight.

Excuse me.

Oh, I'm not hiring right now. Try me in a couple of weeks.

I already work here, or I did as of yesterday.

My name's Walton, Jason Walton.

Are you the new owner?

Mrs. Jordan.

So, you're Jason Walton.

Did Thelma tell you about me?

No but her books did.

Are you worth all this money she's been paying you?

Thelma thought so. She built this piano bar for me.

That's about the only thing around here I might not change.

(PLAYING RAGTIME MUSIC)

I'm going to keep you, too, Jason Walton.

I'm glad to hear that, Mrs. Jordan. Thank you.

Jason.

Do you think the regulars around here

would mind if I remodel the joint a little?

Well, to tell you the truth, Mrs. Jordan,

regulars are kind of outnumbered these days

by the defense workers and the soldiers coming in.

I thought I'd knock through a few walls, extend the bar,

make the dining room larger.

If you don't mind my saying so,

my father has his own lumber business.

He might be able to help you out with the materials.

Sounds reasonable. Do you think John could come by this evening?

Sure, I'm sure he would.

Good.

Mrs. Jordan, did I tell you my father's name is John?

No, Jason, you didn't.

See you later.

Yes, ma'am. Thank you.

(CAR APPROACHING)

Cindy, look.

Elizabeth, he's too old for you.

Besides, Ben gets mad if I even look at a soldier.

I didn't mean that.

It's just that I feel sorry for the GIs from Camp Rockfish.

If they get a day off, they don't have any place to go.

Well, you can't bring them all home.

Might be kind of fun, though.

But other towns have Red Cross canteens

or a YMCA. We don't have anything.

Camp Rockfish is new.

They'll have rec halls and day rooms later on.

Come on, we've got a lot of shopping to do.

Cindy, come here!

Elizabeth, we're going to be late

and I'm gonna get the blame!

We could have our own canteen right here. Right there.

Ike, don't you see? You'd be doing your patriotic duty

if you let us open up a canteen.

Well, I'd be happy to do what I'm able, you know.

Mr. Godsey must be very cautious not to over do.

He has a weak heart, you know.

Yes, but we'd run it.

I have convinced Mr. Godsey

to give up some of his responsibilities

as Director of Civil Defense.

Whatever he becomes involved in,

he must be very careful not to overtax his strength.

Well, the kids would do all the work.

It would just give me a chance to do a little something

for the war effort, you know, without getting tired.

Well, you could be the senior hostess, Mrs. Godsey.

You'd be helping lonely young men

forget they're far away from home.

Well, I suppose you're right.

We must do all we can to

help our brave, young men in uniform.

Okay, we can use my record player for music,

and put up lots of decorations. We can have refreshments.

-ELIZABETH: And we can dance. -Oh, that will be great.

I thought you were starting a canteen.

This begins to sound like a night club.

It's got to be inviting or the GIs won't want to come.

How much excitement?

Well, we'll have chaperones.

We will? I thought this was supposed to be fun.

I can be a chaperone when I'm not on-call at the hospital.

Daddy, you can come tell stories about the Great War.

That will keep the troops together.

If that doesn't work, I could sing and dance.

-We're serious. -I'm serious!

Daddy, I hear you're stepping out tonight.

I'm just going over to the Dew Drop Inn.

The owner wants to do some remodeling.

CINDY: Oh, what does she look like?

You know Rita Hayworth?

Well, Mrs. Jordan doesn't look anything like her.

But Jason said she's not bad. For her age.

No, I don't even know the woman.

Better watch out, Daddy.

It's strictly business!

Now, come on!

(ALL CHATTERING)

(RAGTIME PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)

(PATRONS CHATTERING)

(PATRONS APPLAUDING)

Jason, I'd like to request an old song,

but I don't think you'll know it.

Try me.

Oh, You Beautiful Doll?

Sure, I know it. It's one of Daddy's favorites.

He just came in.

I know.

(PLAYING OH, YOU BEAUTIFUL DOLL)

Johnny.

Johnny,

how you doing?

Callie?

What's new, Johnny?

Callie, is it you?

Whoa!

(JOHN CHUCKLES)

Callie May! What are you doing here?

That's right!

Callie May is back in town.

When did you decide to leave the mountain, Callie?

It was just about the time your daddy got married.

I wanted the city lights.

And I got my share of them.

I worked in joints like this from here to Florida and back.

I've been running saloons ever since.

How's Olivia?

Well, she...

She got tuberculosis, a few months back.

She's resting but she'll be fine.

I'm sorry to hear that. It must be hard on everybody.

Yes, it is.

Well, getting late.

Jason, you and me gotta be up early in the morning.

Yup.

Jason, I like the way you play. I hope you'll stay on.

Thank you. I'll stay as long as I can.

I'll call you in the morning about remodeling the place.

Oh, can't you do it tonight?

Callie May, you always want everything right away.

I think you'll find

that I'm just as difficult to get along with as ever.

Welcome home.

-Thank you. -Goodnight.

Goodnight, Callie.

We want Godsey Hall to look really nice.

It will look as though it had been gift wrapped.

Oh, yes, ma'am, may I help you?

You'd better, Ike, or I'll tell Mrs. Tate on you.

I beg your pardon? Mrs. Tate?

How could you forget your favorite high school teacher?

Callie, Callie May!

-Oh, you look good. -Oh, you look great yourself.

Corabeth, this is Callie May, my old school mate.

Callie May, my wife, Corabeth.

Corabeth, Ike always was a lucky guy.

How do you do?

And this is Elizabeth Walton, John's youngest.

You remember John Walton?

Hello, Elizabeth.

Yes, I talked to John. I own the Dew Drop Inn now.

You don't say!

Yes, John's helping me remodel it.

You don't say!

She did say, Mr. Godsey.

And this is Cindy Walton, young Ben's bride.

-Hello, how are you? -Hi.

I just stopped by to see

if you have a commercial rate for restaurants.

I'm sure we can work something out, Callie May.

Good. In that case, here's a list of the things I'll need.

If the price is right, well, you've got a regular customer.

Nice meeting you all.

Miss Elizabeth, you sure are a pretty young lady.

Thank you.

(DOOR OPENING)

Who is that female?

(DOOR CLOSING)

That was the one, the only, the original, Callie May Jessup.

Boy, the old days around Walton's Mountain,

she was really something!

In fact, she used to go around with your daddy.

Really? I thought Daddy and Mama were childhood sweethearts.

They were, but when your mom's folks objected to the marriage,

well then, John... Well, he really went wild!

Mr. Godsey, we would rather not hear

the sordid details of John's youth!

-Well, I would. -So would I.

Well, shall we complete our transaction?

I think we can break through this wall

to expand the dining room.

No, that's a weight-bearing wall.

It's best to go out that way, Callie May.

-I want this one, Johnny! -It doesn't make any sense.

It's a weight-bearing wall.

You'll have to put a beam across the top

and it's gonna cost a lot.

So what? It's my money!

Still stubborn as ever, aren't you?

You're the stubborn one.

As I recall, you were the one always starting the fights.

But it was fun making up, wasn't it?

As I recall, you ran off in quite a hurry, didn't you?

When you started going with Olivia again, you got so dull

I couldn't stand looking at you.

I tried to tell you about Liv, you wouldn't see me.

Oh, please! I got over you a long time ago, John Walton.

Dew Drop was a good buy, and I wanted to come home.

Even if I do have to look at your miserable mountain.

Nothing wrong with our mountain!

(CALLIE SCOFFS)

"Our mountain." Listen to the big shot.

I suppose you charge people to look at it.

Let's just get back to business.

Yes, let's do. My time is valuable.

I'll start delivering the lumber tomorrow.

See that you put it on the side of the building,

because I don't want you to junk-up the front.

You just get your own plans, I'll take care of the lumber.

And don't try to dump any third-grade wood on me either!

Just don't stand in the way when I start unloading that lumber.

Nice doing business with you!

You're as kind and understanding as ever!

You always did have lousy aim!

Well, that's good to hear, Liv.

No, there's not much new around here.

Ben and Cindy and Jim-Bob are over at Godsey Hall.

The girls are going over there now.

Alright, honey.

I love you, too. Bye-bye.

That was your mama.

She didn't wanna run up a phone bill. She's doing fine.

That's good.

Bye, Daddy.

Bye, honey.

-Better go. -Bye-bye.

You sure you don't mind watching John Curtis?

Why should I? I've got plenty to do here.

We'll be home early, in case you want to go out.

Where would I wanna go?

See you later.

Jim-Bob, twist it first before you tack it up.

He knows that, Cindy.

This is the darnedest-looking night club I've ever seen.

Oh, really? How many night clubs have you been to?

Enough. Even the Dew Drop doesn't look like this.

I wonder how much Callie Jordan is gonna change it.

What's she like, Elizabeth?

She seemed nice. Real pretty.

Ike said she and Daddy used to go together.

That was a long time ago.

Cindy, what did you think of her?

She's been around.

-That's what I was afraid of. -How come?

Well, Daddy didn't mention her to Mama on the phone tonight.

And I know she knew her.

It's been a long time since Daddy's been out in the world.

He's been awful lonely lately.

He might get that old feeling.

What do you know about that old feeling?

It's in the song, isn't it?

Well, Daddy's not that old, and he is still handsome.

Actually, he's at a very dangerous age.

It wouldn't hurt to keep an eye on your father

while your mother's gone.

Now, wait a minute!

Daddy can take good care of himself.

I mean, he's a grandfather, you know.

Remind him of that, too, Ben,

but don't count on it having very much meaning.

Not with a woman like Callie Jordan around.

Oh, come on. Let's go get the refreshments.

Cindy's mama and papa split up when she was 13.

Her mother died a couple years later.

Better go give her a hand.

Why don't you finish hanging this stuff up?

Oh, thanks, Ben.

Hi, Grandpa, I've got a customer for you.

Wholesale or retail?

Mr. Willard's a big operator, so it's wholesale.

What can we do for you, big time operator?

He's got some building projects going and needs some materials.

Building blocks, Grandpa, lots of them.

What's this Grandpa business?

I don't mind if John Curtis says it.

But I don't think anyone else has the right to.

Well, you are one, you know?

Hey, Grandpa, when are we gonna start this special order of his?

You hear that, John Curtis?

Can you say it, "Grandpa"?

Come on. "Grandpa."

-Grandpa. -JOHN: Come on.

Take the tree out of your mouth.

That's alright, I'll fill your order anyways.

-Want me to go with you? -No, I can handle this.

You get to work on the Willard order.

And sand that wood down real good.

I don't want my grandson getting any splinters in his fingers.

-Bye-bye, Grandpa. -Take it easy, Grandpa.

Bye-bye.

Trouble is he doesn't look like a grandpa.

Doesn't think like one either.

Hi, Johnny.

Callie May.

You know, no ones called me Johnny for a long time.

Not too many people put May behind Callie, either.

Do you mind?

No, in fact, I like it.

Most people have been calling me grandpa lately.

Anybody who calls you grandpa needs an eye examination.

Well...

There's your lumber.

Soon as you get your plans, we can get to work.

Oh, Ike called.

He heard I was looking for lighting fixtures

-and he has some on sale. -Be careful of those.

Last time I saw Ike's lighting fixtures,

they looked like they'd been floor samples for Thomas Edison.

I ought to at least take a look at them. You want to come?

-I'll meet you there. -Want to race?

Twenty-five years ago, I would have said yes.

Twenty-five years ago, it would've been your idea.

I don't know, Johnny, you're losing your bite.

Callie May, aren't you ever going to grow up?

You mean grow old, don't you?

I mean, be a lady!

Ha! You wouldn't know one if you saw one!

Okay, you've got yourself a race!

(ENGINE STARTING)

(TRUCK HORN HONKING)

(TRUCK HORN HONKING)

Oh, no, no, no! That's not fair!

-Where you been? -You cheated!

You cheated!

You forgot your way around these old roads.

You took a new road!

I won, and I want to know what the prize is.

Same as it always was.

Oh, Callie May, now, I just better settle for a soda.

(DOOR OPENING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

I've been hearing about your plans,

and I though maybe you needed some lighting fixtures.

And if you did, I've got a really great buy for you.

Here, I got this out of the storeroom.

Oh.

It's very different.

Yeah.

I've got a dozen of these,

and I don't know why they haven't sold.

I was really looking for something a little more modern.

-I'm sorry, Ike. -Oh.

Well, I'm just trying to help out an old classmate.

Sure is great having Callie around. Kind of brings you back.

-It sure does. -I seem to recall

we spent a great deal of time playing hooky.

Yes, we did that.

Hooky? I don't remember playing hooky.

Weren't you with me and Johnny

when we went down to the old swimming hole?

It got hot early that spring, remember, Johnny?

Yes, I remember.

What spring was that?

In fact, it got so hot that we took off at noon

and ran down there and just jumped right in.

Oh, did that water feel good!

And then Johnny got on that big tire swing

out over the water, just like Tarzan.

Got to be going along now, Ike.

The only thing is he didn't have himself a loin cloth!

(DOOR OPENING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

I wasn't there, Corabeth. I swear it!

It's nice seeing pictures of your mama all over the house,

but I'm not sure we need one in the bathroom.

Pretty lady, your mama.

-What's for supper? -Chicken pot pie.

Great! My favorite!

Just the way Mama makes it.

Supper's not quite ready yet,

so if you want to, you have time to read your paper first.

Good.

Mama always seemed to manage to time it out that way.

You sure you don't mind staying with John Curtis tonight?

Nope.

I'm the chaperone at the opening of the Night Club Canteen.

What I worry about is who's gonna chaperone the chaperone?

Nobody, I hope.

Well, what do you think?

This is one of the dresses that Mama used to wear.

You all keep this up, I'm gonna get the car

and go see your mama in Alberene.

Why don't you?

Grandpa is baby-sitting tonight.

I don't have to go to the canteen.

No, you go ahead.

Listen here,

you know, it's really not necessary

for you all to remind me how much I miss your mama.

Is this all because of Callie?

We don't want you to get involved with her.

I don't intend to, honey.

She's a friend.

I have a right to choose my own friends, don't I?

I always gave you that right.

Why don't you let me worry about it?

Sorry.

I'm not just talking to you, Elizabeth.

Supper's almost ready. Why don't we dish it up?

Are you sure you put those posters up all over?

I took a whole stack over to Camp Rockfish.

When did you do that?

I told you I was doing publicity.

I put a couple at Ike's store.

Then a few at the Baldwin's antique shop.

There's a lot of GIs that go around there, Elizabeth.

Well, don't give up. It looks real colorful.

Hey, come in.

Have you got any beer in here?

Well, no, but we've got soft drinks and sugar cookies.

Are you one of the cookies, sugar?

Yes, she is. And I'm her husband.

Thanks just the same. I'll head for the Dew Drop.

Ben, I'm the hostess. I have to be nice.

But not too nice.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Hello.

It's Callie. How are you, Johnny?

Fine. What's going on?

The draftsman brought by the remodeling plans,

can you come over?

Sorry, Callie May, I'm here alone with John Curtis.

Oh. Okay, I'll bring them over.

(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

We don't seem to be overwhelmed with lonely soldiers, do we?

I could be having a better time at the ice cream parlor.

It's really a challenge being a chaperone

to my brother and his wife

and my younger brother and sister.

Something does seem to be amiss.

-Hi there! -Cindy.

Welcome to the Night Club Canteen.

Would you like some refreshments or maybe to dance?

Uh, no, thank you.

Um...

What I would like are some books.

You see, we don't have a post library yet.

Oh.

My dear young man,

come with me and I will open the door

to the world of literature for you.

That's really great.

You know, I was studying Restoration theater

when I got drafted.

Oh, Beaumont and Fletcher, here we come!

Well, I think I'm going to go relieve Daddy.

This place doesn't need a chaperone,

it needs an undertaker.

Stay and have some cookies.

No, but bring some home for Daddy.

They're Mama's special recipe.

Of course! Isn't everything we've cooked lately?

-Goodnight. -Goodnight.

-Hi. -Callie May.

Here they are. Finally!

I can't believe he finally brought them over.

You look at them and explain. I can't figure them out.

I sure will.

I've been thinking about our race. It was really fun.

It sure was, as long as I won.

I'm giving the Godseys a hard time.

Poor Ike.

You did lay it on a little thick, Callie May.

Yes.

So,

this is where Mr. John Walton has spent

the last 25 years of wedded bliss.

Twenty-six.

Let's take a look at these plans.

I used to imagine what it would've been like

living here with you.

Six children, is it?

Seven.

I didn't quite picture it that way.

Things not busy over at the Dew Drop Inn?

Not too.

"O.W."

Olivia painted that.

She started painting again a few years ago.

Not much that lady can't do, is there?

Johnny,

Olivia's not gone. She's here.

I know.

Now, this is the part I can't understand.

Mary Ellen.

Callie, I want you to meet my oldest daughter, Mary Ellen.

Hello, Mary Ellen.

Hello.

Just going over some plans here.

Callie's going to remodel the Dew Drop Inn.

I see.

(CLEARS THROAT)

How're things at the canteen?

Terrible, everybody went to the Dew Drop.

I'd better get back.

Nice meeting you, Mary Ellen.

I'll look at the blueprints and we'll talk about them.

-Okay. -Goodnight.

-Goodnight. -Goodnight.

How'd you like Callie?

She's seems nice.

How do you like her?

Just an old friend.

Little crazy in the head sometimes.

Daddy, I remember when Curt went to Camp Lee

and I kept running into David Spencer at the hospital.

I know what it's like to be lonely.

And to keep finding yourself running into someone

who used to be close.

Old feelings aren't always buried

as deep as we think they are.

Mary Ellen, it's nothing like that.

Callie and me are old friends, that's all.

Goodnight, Daddy.

We still have to figure out what to do

with the light fixtures here,

here and here.

Hmm. What do you think I ought to do?

I have to get down to Richmond on Saturday.

I know a place that has some good buys.

I can get a catalog and some prices.

I'm not busy on Saturday. I'll go with you.

Callie, I think there's something we oughta talk about.

-Hi. -Hi.

I've got a composition to work on.

I wondered if I could borrow the piano.

The one at home needs tuning real bad.

Sure, I'd love to hear it, Jason.

Thanks.

So, all of our business is settled, then?

I guess so.

I'm sure we'll find the right fixtures on Saturday.

Got to get back to work.

-Bye. -Bye-bye, Daddy.

I really should be over at Godsey Hall

helping them close up the canteen.

This piece is due tomorrow.

Did they give up?

Well, it wasn't worth it. Nobody came.

That's a shame. We need a place around here for the soldiers.

And take business away from the Dew Drop?

Well, no, we can't have that, can we?

Well, go on and play, I haven't got all day.

(PLAYING CLASSICAL MUSIC)

Hello, Elizabeth.

Hi.

Jason told me your canteen folded. I'm sorry.

I guess we just couldn't compete with the Dew Drop Inn.

I've been in this business a long time.

It's pretty hard to beat the competition

unless you can do it better.

Your liquid refreshments were a little stronger than ours.

That's what people expect in a night club.

But we thought the GIs would go for a place like this.

I see a lot of young soldiers at the Dew Drop.

Most of them are away from home for the first time.

But that's why we thought they'd come here for some fun.

I think what a lot of soldiers are looking for

is a home away from home.

That's for sure.

A place where they could relax,

write letters, read books or magazines.

You know, that's not such a bad idea.

We can get a Ping-Pong table and set it up.

Maybe ask Ike if we can use his pool table.

But how can we do that without any money?

It won't be easy to get donations,

especially after we goofed once.

You need a backer.

Something they call a public-minded citizen

who wants to create good will in the community.

We ran out of all of those

when we tried to get the night club started.

You haven't asked me.

-Well, hello, John. -Good morning, John.

Good morning, Corabeth, Ike.

I need some wood screws, some nuts and bolts.

I'll be back later to pick it up.

-I'll have them ready. -Oh, John!

Could I speak to you for a moment, please?

Why, sure, Corabeth.

I know how lonely you must be with Olivia gone,

so I have selected two of my favorite books for you to read.

The Constant Heart and Faithful to the End.

Thank you, Corabeth.

I appreciate the thoughtfulness.

Well, perhaps when you are through,

we can discuss their moral implications.

I can hardly wait.

Well, now I must go water the philodendron.

IKE: Oh, John, can I have a word with you?

You know, at our time of life...

Uh-huh.

...and it is a very dangerous age.

...we gotta be very careful so that we don't get off

the straight and narrow, you know?

Ike...

Now listen, Ike,

you can trust me.

Are you slipping around?

Who, me? No, not me.

Good. Glad to hear it, Ike.

Hey! You want some nice, fresh home-made cookies?

Want some cookies, fellows?

Oh! How about some cookies? Full of lots of energy.

I thought you always went to the Dew Drop.

I did, but Callie's telling everyone

they ought to come over here

for some real down-home entertainment.

She was right!

Want some cookies?

How'd you hear about our canteen, Sergeant?

Callie over at the Dew Drop.

Your move.

-Elizabeth, cookies? -No, thank you.

One for the winner.

-Hey, want a cookie? Corabeth's. -Thank you.

I never thought it's possible for this place to be so crowded.

Neither would I.

Had it to myself the first time I came by.

-JIM-BOB: Who's next? -I am.

What are we playing for?

Make it easy on yourself.

-Cindy! -Oh, Ben.

Every soldier I've talked to said Callie Jordan sent him!

You just watch your step, okay?

ELIZABETH: Gosh, you're really good!

(RAGTIME PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)

Hi, fellows.

-Ike, you wanted to see me? -Yes, Callie, I did.

-You got a minute? -Sure, come on in.

Oh, I'd rather talk to you out here.

I want to talk to you about John, and Jason's in there.

Anything you have to say to me, you can say at the bar. Come on.

Corabeth's waiting.

Was this your idea, Ike?

Well, it's both of ours, but it's mostly mine.

I really do want to talk to you about John,

as an old friend.

His or mine?

Well, both of yours.

If you're worried about John Walton going astray, forget it.

He's settled in like a bear in winter.

Well, I just remembered the way the two of you used to be.

You really had something powerful between the two of you.

I got over him a long time ago.

Besides, all we ever do is fight.

That's what I'm afraid of. That's all you used to do.

Except, the two of you, you loved it!

Now, listen, Ike,

you're sticking your nose into something

that's none of your business.

I came here to settle down.

I like the Dew Drop and the area is growing.

I've had enough of marriage and trying to get along with men

and that includes John Walton!

Callie, there is just one thing more.

CALLIE: Mmm-Hmm.

Those marriages of yours,

why didn't they last?

Because both of my husbands were idiots, Ike!

Maybe it's because

they didn't measure up to the man you really wanted.

John Walton.

Goodnight, Ike.

Goodnight, Callie.

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

JOHN: Callie May?

Over here.

You ready?

Callie May, you ready?

I'm not going.

How come?

Oh, I had big plans for this trip,

but now I just can't do it.

What in the world are you talking about?

You've gotten so all-fired pure and clean,

you'd probably have a heart attack if I told you.

Get out of here, Johnny. You're trespassing.

Callie May, will you make sense?

When I came back here,

I really didn't think you'd mean anything to me.

I was determined you wouldn't.

But it started all over.

And I began dreaming again.

This could've been a real nice trip to Richmond.

For both of us.

But

after getting to know your kids

and seeing where you live

and what a nice guy you turned out to be,

I don't know, I just...

I can't do it.

Go on, get out of here. Goodbye.

Goodbye, Johnny.

You know, we might have had a good life together,

but we went down different roads.

(JOHN SIGHS)

Sooner or later, we would have killed each other anyway.

We did have something good going.

And I've been thinking about that some lately.

You know, I never did have much trouble

being faithful to Liv,

but that doesn't mean much

until you come up against temptation.

Callie May, Liv means everything to me.

That's just the way it is.

But on the other hand, you know, we are good friends.

And we are going to be doing business together.

And nobody's going to tell me who I can see

and who I can't see.

As a matter of fact, I called Liv the other night

after you left the house.

I told her you were back in town.

All she said was, "How's she doing her hair now?"

I told her, "I didn't remember."

She said, "Next time you see her, take notice!"

Come on, Callie May, let's go to Richmond.

Get your hands off me, you big ape!

I'll show you how nice and innocent the whole thing can be.

You're still just a dumb old country boy!

I can handle you anytime, Miss Callie May!

That's what you think, Johnny Walton!

Come on, let's go!

What are you doing?

Callie, it's all going to be fine.

Just to be sure

I brought a few of the Waltons along.

They want to get to know you. They wanted to come.

Come on, Callie May.

It'll be nice for me, too, to get to know you as a friend.

Well,

you better start remembering how I fix my hair so you can

tell Olivia all about it.

JOHN: We're off to Richmond!

Say hello, everybody.

JOHN: Hey, John Curtis, how you doing, baby-baby?

Here we go!

Everybody in. Let's go to the big city!

JOHN-BOY: Callie May Jordan

became a respected member of the community

and a good friend to all our family, young and old.

MARY ELLEN: You still awake, Daddy?

JOHN: I'm hitting the old pillow pretty quick, honey.

Everybody's back from the canteen,

and Jason got home half an hour ago.

I know.

JOHN: I've been reading Corabeth's book tonight,

Faithful to the End.

Hope other one is better.

MARY ELLEN: The Constant Heart? I just finished it. It's worse.

-Goodnight, Mary Ellen. -Goodnight, Daddy.