Original subtitles

No!

Stanley, what is it?

My sister, she found me out.

She doesn't think I should be here. She thinks I...

You should be back in the hospital?

- You know, Miss Rose? - I guessed.

After a person has a nervous breakdown,

they're bound to have doubts and confusions.

He's determined to go back.

If Mr. Perkins were my boyfriend,

I wouldn't let him just walk away without putting up a fight for him first.

JOHN-BOY: During his long absence from the mountain,

Rose rarely spoke of her beau and dancing partner, Stanley Perkins.

But I suspect she thought of him often.

Especially when the radio played an old dance tune.

(SINGING) Buffalo Gals, won't you come out tonight

Come out tonight

Buffalo Gals, won't you come out tonight

STANLEY: And dance by the light of the moon

Stanley Perkins!

Miss Rose.

(STANLEY CHUCKLING)

Dear Miss Rose.

As I live and breathe!

What a surprise!

Well, I didn't mean to startle you.

(CHUCKLING) I guess I must look a sight.

Oh, no, no. It's just that it's been so long without word and there you stand!

Didn't even hear you drive up.

Oh! Well, my car broke down a few miles back,

and I had to walk the rest of the way.

I was in such a hurry to see you,

(CLEARING THROAT) I didn't even think to stop for a shave.

You still might've called.

Oh, I... I couldn't take a chance if you'd not want to see me.

Oh, what a thing to say! Now, you just come right inside.

Looks to me like you need some nourishment and a chance to wash up.

I just knew if there's anybody in the world I could count on, it'd be you, Miss Rose.

Well, just come on now, you hear?

Thank you.

I really appreciate you letting me have this all on credit.

Well, you're good for it.

However, I think it'd be a good idea if you didn't let Corabeth know

how much we put on credit.

It's just till business picks up.

I guess it's a little early for the midday crowd, huh?

You are the midday crowd, Ike, if you'll let me buy you a beer.

(CHUCKLING) I can see why you're not making much profit.

I wish it was that simple.

You ever hear of the Red River Inn?

Yeah, that's that new place out on Route 29.

They've got this flashy cowboy singer who really packs them in,

most of my regular customers included.

He's good, too.

Ike? You've been going over there?

Well, you know, just a few times.

You know, on those nights when I'm supposed to be at my lodge meetings.

Et tu, Brutus?

Well, now, wait a minute. It's not like what you said.

(SIGHING) Brutus.

Hi, Rose.

- Oh, drat! - Oh, here, I'll get it.

Thank you, Elizabeth.

- Are you all right? - Oh, just butterfingers.

He's come back. Mr. Perkins has come back.

Your Mr. Perkins?

He's not my Mr. Perkins.

I have no claim on him and he has none on me.

- Where is he? - He's upstairs, getting cleaned up.

(EXHALES)

I vow and declare, he looks like something the cat dragged in.

Oh, Miss Elizabeth. What a fine lady you've grown into.

Well, it's been a long time.

Yeah. Entirely too long, right, Miss Rose?

Tea?

Thank you, kindly.

I must confess that I haven't been the best of correspondents.

Well, no one could accuse you of putting a strain on the postal service.

STANLEY: (STUTTERING) Well, these past few months

I've been busy breaking a new man in to take over my territory.

Your dream territory?

But you waited all your life to get it!

Thirty-seven years with the same firm is long enough.

I've retired, Rose.

They honored me with a testimonial dinner and gave me a gold watch.

Oh! Can we see it?

Oh, sure. As soon as I get it back from the engravers.

It's just hard to imagine your days as a traveling salesman being over.

Well, I haven't given up working.

Truth to tell, I was hoping I could find a job around here.

Oh! My, you are full of surprises.

I'd figured you to settle near your sister in Richmond.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(STUTTERING) I never got along all that well with Elvira.

She was always so bossy.

Can't say that I care for that quality in a woman.

Where do you plan to stay?

Well, I thought I'd stay at the boarding house.

Oh, my! Zuleika's temporarily closed.

She's over in Little Rock to see the sights.

Oh.

That's not the best of news.

I guess he could stay here in Mama and Daddy's room, couldn't he, Rose?

(EXHALES)

I suppose you could.

(CHUCKLING) It wouldn't be for long, I assure you.

A man of my abilities is probably going to find a position almost immediately.

(CAR DOOR CLOSING)

- Miss Perkins. - Dr. Martin, what a surprise!

Is something the matter?

Your brother was only to stay with you for the weekend.

We expected you to bring him back to the hospital yesterday.

But I did. I dropped Stanley off in the morning.

He never reported back in.

Oh! Well...

He told me he didn't want to return,

but he always says that after a weekend at home.

Looks like he meant it this time.

But he's not ready to leave the hospital. He's not fully recovered.

There's no reason for undue concern.

He's shown some improvement over the past few weeks.

But without continuing treatment, there is always a possibility of a relapse.

Dear God!

You let us know if you hear from him.

I'll call you at once, Doctor.

I do hope nothing has happened to him, the condition he's in.

I wonder if it's worth all the effort.

What's the point in having your own office

if you don't have any customers to escape from?

I think what the Dew Drop needs is a little more razzle-dazzle.

Something to bring in the paying public.

I don't know what.

Well, how about a painting over the bar?

You know, one of them naked ladies reclining on a couch.

(CHUCKLING) Can you imagine what Mama would say?

How about a weekly beer drinking contest?

(SIGHS)

Frog jumping contest?

I've got it. Dancing girls, that's it.

I don't want to turn the place into a honky-tonk.

Besides, where would I get dancing girls on credit?

(DOOR OPENING)

A customer.

You go get it. I'll finish up here.

Is there something I can get for you?

Just yourself!

(CHUCKLING) Toni!

Hi.

(JASON LAUGHING)

I can't believe it!

I'm on assignment in Washington for a month, and what happens?

The Dew Drop Inn! Jason Walton proprietor!

What do you think of it?

It's not bad for a country roadhouse.

When did you get back to Camp Rockfish?

Today.

I'm supposed to be running errands for my Colonel.

And I decided to take a short detour.

How about a long one?

Mr. Perkins seemed kind of sickly to me.

You think Mary Ellen should take a look at him?

Oh, I think he's just a little run-down.

A few hot meals and a good night's sleep, he'll be right as rain.

Are you going to marry him?

(CHUCKLING) Elizabeth, what a question! He hasn't been here an hour.

I always liked Mr. Perkins. He kind of reminds me of a lost puppy.

Well, that's a romantic thought for you.

And anyway, if I did have any feelings about him,

I don't know how he feels about resuming our romance.

Why else would he be here?

Well, he's come to find work.

He could find work anywhere.

The special thing about Walton's Mountain for him is you.

Well, at any rate, I'm not getting my hopes up.

Well, is there anything else I can do?

Oh, I think we're all set. Thanks, honey. I'll just unpack his suitcase.

John Curtis and I picked these for Mr. Perkins.

John Curtis is responsible for the dandelions.

Oh, Mary Ellen, they're lovely!

Everything under control?

Well, much as it can be.

Now, don't you ask me if I'm going to take him back.

I've already got Elizabeth to wondering.

Well, I bet you're wondering, too.

Mary Ellen, I never expected to see Mr. Perkins again.

He appeared out of thin air. It's enough to make a woman dizzy.

Well, give it some time.

I'm sure the right answer will suddenly come clear.

Well, I hope so.

Mary Ellen, have you ever heard of the Marshall Hospital?

Yes, it's an institution near Richmond.

Institution?

For the mentally ill. Why do you ask?

(EXHALES DEEPLY) Oh, I...

I just saw it somewhere. It's not important.

- Morning, Ben. - Morning.

- How's business? - Busy.

Yeah, well, looks like maybe you could use another hand then, huh?

Sure could.

Only thing is, with the wages I'd pay, most people like to try the Pickett factory.

- Well, what about me? - You?

Sure. I'm a very conscientious worker.

I'm sure you are.

- Let me give you a hand with that. - Okay.

- Where you gonna put it? - In the truck.

Oh boy, that's heavy, huh? Lots, isn't it?

(STANLEY EXCLAIMS)

You okay?

Oh, sure, sure. No, I'm fine. I just...

A little practice and I'll be fine. That's nothing.

Don't you think this kind of work is a little too strenuous for you?

Well, it's not all that strenuous.

I mean, I know you're a lot younger than I am, Ben,

but you can't push a man aside just because of his age.

There's a lot of young men that wouldn't be able to handle it.

I'm sorry.

I know you're not like a lot of those young go-getters, Ben.

I'm sure you can find some work that would be much better suited to you.

Yeah, of course.

Well, thank you, Ben.

Good luck.

Oh, Miss Rose, you look to be off somewhere.

Oh, just walking to Godsey's.

Uh-huh.

(STUTTERING)

Perhaps, I could keep you company?

If you like.

Thank you.

Well, looks to be very fine weather we're having.

Weather is usually nice this time of the year.

(STANLEY SIGHS)

Funny, I never thought we'd be at a loss for words to each other.

You know, I'm...

I am truly sorry for hurting you, Miss Rose.

Breaking our engagement and running off that way.

Why, I wouldn't have had you miss your dream territory, not in a million years.

But one supposes you could've written.

Well, I always meant to stay in touch,

but it's just that life got kind of complicated.

But there was never another woman. You must believe that.

Well, we have no ties on one another.

No. No.

Isn't it about time you went for your car?

Oh, there's no particular hurry.

Well, then how about your other things? Don't you have another suitcase, perhaps?

You can't just leave that car sitting out on the road somewhere.

Well, uh...

(STUTTERING) I got a confession to make, Miss Rose.

My car didn't break down.

I just don't have it anymore.

Your dear old green Studebaker, gone?

Yeah.

I've had some bad times, Miss Rose.

Some mighty bad times.

I need your friendship.

If...

If you could just think kindly of me again.

You know you can count on me, Stanley. My goodness.

Whatever those bad times were, they're behind you now.

Then, you'll stand by me?

You bet your petunias I will.

Just how much credit did you extend to Jason?

Oh, I think everything will work out.

And I think business is gonna pick up at the Dew Drop.

Honestly, Mr. Godsey,

sometimes I have my doubts about your business judgment.

Now, I don't know how you can say that. And besides, Jason's a friend.

So was the salesman who saddled you with Dr. Ferrin's rotating wiener roasters.

Well, they're selling.

Two. Last year.

(DOOR OPENING)

Corabeth, hi.

Stanley! Stanley Perkins!

Oh, well, Mr. Perkins, the prodigal has returned.

And we're mighty glad of it.

So, how's the selling business?

I couldn't say. I've retired.

Oh, they gave him a testimonial dinner, gold watch and all.

A gold watch! Hey, that's really something!

So, now you are a gentleman of leisure.

Yes, I'm hoping to settle here on the Mountain.

Well, that's wonderful!

Well, perhaps I can be some assistance in helping you to find a suitable domicile.

You're in the real estate business?

I'm expecting a post-war boom any day now.

I suppose you're gonna be fishing all day long, huh?

Oh, no. Old work horse like me?

No, no. First thing I want to do is find a job.

Matter of fact, I was thinking that

likely you could use a man of my talents around here.

Well, Corabeth and I haven't had any problems managing so far.

Hey, how about a game of pool?

But what about the real estate boom?

I mean, Corabeth, you could spend more time cultivating business.

And, Ike, you look like you wouldn't mind spending a few more hours

down by the riverbank.

I can't imagine where you'd find a more experienced salesman.

IKE: Well, that's true.

Yeah, well, why not give me a trial period

and see if we can be of some mutual benefit to each other?

Well, uh...

Perhaps that could work out. What do you say, honey?

Well, standing behind a counter is not nearly as glamorous

as traversing the Wild West.

It looks just fine to me.

I could start tomorrow morning, if you want me.

We open at eight.

You won't regret it, I guarantee that. You won't regret it.

Good evening.

Hi.

What time does it get crowded?

It doesn't. This is a good night.

Hey, when does the show start?

I'll be playing the piano in a few minutes.

I'm talking about the cowboy singer.

I'm sorry, you're in the wrong place.

You're looking for the Red River Inn over on Route 29.

Swell.

Not even a tip.

They're packing them in like sardines over there.

I guess you'll just have to enjoy my company,

now that I've got your almost undivided attention.

I won't be that way if I go bankrupt.

Are you serious?

Every week I lose a little more money, extend myself a little further on credit.

It can't go on that way forever.

Well, then you got to hit back. You have to fight fire with fire.

You could sing cowboy songs.

Not the way he does.

Well, then hire your own western singer!

Who'd sing here?

It's a nice idea, but it just isn't practical.

Practical doesn't look like it's working. Try being impractical.

I'll do it for you. I'll get you a western singer.

Well, hope you don't mind being left alone on your first day,

but Corabeth's got to go off and sell somebody a house

and it's my day to go after the produce.

I can manage.

Seeing that it's you, I know we don't have to worry a bit.

Now, here is a list of unreliable customers.

Gordon Woodward? He's been dead for two years.

Well, don't extend credit to his heirs.

Now, this little item I wish to call your attention to.

It is a rotating weenie roaster.

I'm a little overstocked on them, but it's really a remarkable gadget.

That Mr. Godsey purchased and nobody wants.

However, they have been marked down considerably.

Perhaps you would like to promote them.

- I'll make a point of it. - That's the spirit.

Well, I must run along. I have a client waiting.

I got to get going, too. Good luck.

Thank you. Don't worry about a thing.

(DOOR OPENING)

Good morning.

What have you done with Ike and Corabeth?

I'm helping them out. My name is Stanley Perkins.

Not the Stanley Perkins, the man who broke Rose's heart.

MISS MAMIE: Oh, Sister!

MISS EMILY: Well, at least he came back.

I waited so long for Ashley Longworth to return,

but alas, it was not to be.

Then it was his loss. Miss Baldwin, I believe, isn't it?

Oh!

Do you expect to stay indefinitely, Mr. Perkins?

(CHUCKLING) Indeed, I hope to.

I'm retired now.

MISS EMILY: Isn't that nice?

You ladies might wanna look at this rotating weenie roaster.

It's truly unique.

Do we have one of these?

Yes, Sister. Ike sold me one and Corabeth sold you one.

Perhaps, we could use another?

No, dear. A pair of them is quite enough.

Well, perhaps there's something else I could help you with?

Indeed there is.

You see, we have this old popcorn machine in the window of our antique store,

and the metal trim is quite badly tarnished.

Then you'll be requiring a good metal polish.

Now let me see where they, uh, keep that over here.

Oh! We thought we could've sold it some time ago.

Would you be interested in purchasing a rather large popcorn popper, Mr. Perkins?

(CHUCKLES)

No, ma'am.

But, uh... Well, might I make a suggestion?

Oh, please do.

Well, you see, I've always believed in matching the customer to the goods.

Maybe Jason Walton would be interested in your popcorn machine for the Dew Drop.

It might make a nice novelty. Good for business.

What a splendid idea! Well, we'll ask him.

Yes.

You've been very helpful. Thank you.

You're entirely welcome.

- MISS EMILY: Good day, Mr. Perkins. - Good day.

Now you take Rose for a walk under the maple trees.

And when the leaves come swirling down...

Come along, Sister. Good day, Mr. Perkins.

Good day.

Another busy afternoon?

I think I can spare a few moments to talk with you.

It won't be long before I'll have to share you with the crowds.

Crowds?

The hordes will be breaking down the door to get in

when they find out about the wonderful cowboy singer I've found.

He's coming here tomorrow to audition.

If he's so wonderful, why do we have to audition him?

He's auditioning us.

He wants to make sure that the atmosphere in the Dew Drop is right.

If he likes wide open spaces, it'll be perfect.

MISS MAMIE: Yoo-hoo. MISS EMILY: Yoo-hoo.

TONI: Oh, Miss Mamie, Miss Emily!

Antoinette, Jason, it's so nice to see you.

JASON: Oh, welcome to the Dew Drop.

Well, thank you.

Well, it's not at all what I expected of a saloon.

Papa would never permit us to set foot at night clubs.

Young ladies were not to venture into public places unescorted, don't you know?

But since we're not young ladies, I don't expect that Papa will mind.

Did you just come just to look around or can I get you something?

Oh, actually, it's what we can get for you.

MISS EMILY: That dashing Mr. Perkins suggested it.

Oh, isn't he the clever one, though. And it is a lovely idea, isn't it, Jason?

What idea?

Our popcorn machine.

Papa used to get it out when we had lawn parties

and croquet tournaments and that sort of thing.

It's bright and shiny with a light inside and the corn goes pop, pop, pop.

And Mr. Perkins thought, perhaps you could make use of it.

I think it's a great idea.

I don't see how I can afford it.

Oh, money is no object, is it, Sister?

Oh, of course not. We'll loan it to you. And if you want to pay us later, you can.

I can't lose on a deal like that.

Jason'll pay you

as soon as his cowboy singer starts to bring in the crowds.

Cowboy singer, here? Oh, how exciting!

Do you think we could come hear him, Sister?

Well, I don't see why not.

Perhaps he'd sing my favorite, The Streets of Toledo.

(CLICKS TONGUE)

I think that's "Laredo", Sister.

Well, wherever. It's still my favorite.

It's such a joy to be standing alongside you again, Miss Rose.

Well, you might save some room for me on your dance card.

How about some night later this week?

Well, we might go to the Dew Drop.

Jason's hoping to get a western singer over there.

Good idea.

Hey, remind me to tell him that he should advertise the performances.

Aha!

Well, I'm sure Jason would value your advice.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Yes. Yes, he is.

Hold the phone, please.

It's for you.

Nobody knows I'm here.

Someone does.

Hello?

Elvira.

Yes. Elvira, don't fret now. I'm fine, truly fine.

No. No, I had to get away.

Please, Elvira.

No, Elvira, I don't want to see you!

No!

Stanley, what is it?

My sister, she found me out.

She doesn't think I should be here. She thinks I...

You should be back in the hospital?

You know, Miss Rose?

I guessed.

Well, uh,

I've been a patient there for the last six months.

And I won't go back.

I won't.

What is that?

It's a tonic the Baldwin sisters make.

I don't deserve your kindness.

Fiddlesticks!

I wish you'd told me about all those bad times.

I didn't like deceiving you, Miss Rose, but I was afraid to tell you the truth.

Nothing that's happened could make me think less highly of you.

When I started to work out West, business was pretty slow.

That didn't worry me at first, 'cause I figured it was gonna pick up.

Only it didn't.

Dream territory was a mirage.

But you sent me a post card. Said the goods were selling like hotcakes.

A fabrication.

I couldn't bear to have you think that I wasn't making my quotas.

Then the war was over and,

all of a sudden, there were a lot of young men, home from the war.

Full of ambition, trying to make up for lost time.

Deserving, capable young men.

All of them after my job.

No one could replace you.

I was fired, Miss Rose.

There was no testimonial dinner.

There was no gold watch.

I went to Richmond, to Elvira's.

I just sort of fell apart.

I wish I'd known.

Elvira got me to the hospital and the doctor said I'd had a nervous breakdown.

Everybody were very nice to me at the hospital,

but I was afraid I was gonna have to spend the rest of my...

Spend the rest of my life there.

You don't need a hospital.

(SOBBING)

You see, my father had a nervous breakdown, too.

He, uh... He got out of the hospital, all right.

Two months later, he had an accident with a pistol.

(SOBBING)

You are not your father!

Yeah.

I said to myself, "If I could just get to see Miss Rose,

"I think I could feel safe, I could get strong."

All you need is a little time to work up your confidence.

Yeah, but, uh...

There were moments today when I panicked, Miss Rose.

I could barely handle the simplest transaction.

But you did.

And tomorrow, it'll be easier and the day after that, even easier still.

Yeah, maybe.

Oh, dear God, I hope so.

Oh, Miss Rose.

Good morning, Corabeth.

Mr. Perkins, you are to be commended.

Because of your ad, we have already sold four of those weenie roasters!

Well, that advertisement's only been running for a day.

Give it some time to saturate the market.

I was afraid we'd be stuck with those dreadful things forever.

Well, I was just exercising modern marketing methods.

Well, you keep at it, Mr. Perkins.

I now feel that I can attend to my real estate responsibilities

with my mind at ease.

(DOOR OPENING)

CORABETH: Ah, good morning, ladies.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Mr. Perkins will assist you.

Can I help you lovely ladies?

I hope so.

MISS MAMIE: Now, Sister, you better put those down

or Mr. Perkins will think it's a robbery.

These are Papa's dueling pistols, although he never dueled.

He always kept them at the ready,

but fortunately, he never had an opportunity to use them.

I suppose he might've called out Ashley Longworth

if he'd ever caught him trying to kiss me.

Ladies, I don't know anything about guns. Please put them away.

Well, we thought that you might suggest someone

who might be interested in purchasing them.

Well, I can't help you. Please take them away!

Of course, if it upsets you.

Are you all right, Mr. Perkins?

(SIGHS)

JASON: The Dew Drop's a great place.

Well, I've seen better.

Wait till we get a crowd in here.

Yourself included, little lady?

I'm practically a partner.

I'll pay you $10 a night and all the beer you can drink.

- Now, that is if I take the job. - Please don't turn us down.

Why, an old boy would be a fool to turn you down, darling.

Why, you're the prettiest eyeful I've seen since I left Tulsa.

Then it's a deal?

Yeah. I'll give your little place a try.

Say, uh, this Saturday night?

Then I'll see you about 8:00.

And I'll see you.

Now, if this works out, we could have a long term arrangement.

That must've been the world's longest handshake.

What are you worried about?

I saw the way he was eyeing you.

It was harmless.

I wonder if he would've taken this job if you hadn't encouraged him.

Of course, he would've. And I didn't encourage him.

Hope that two-bit cowboy knows that.

I'm gonna go put that ad Mr. Perkins suggested in the Rockfish paper.

And while I'm gone, why don't you cool off a bit?

Don't break my eggs!

Oh, I'm sorry.

What's the matter with Stanley? He's acting awfully strange lately.

He has been a nervous wreck ever since he saw those pistols.

Well, that's it. In a minute I'll have a total for you.

Where are my raisins? You've forgotten my raisins.

STANLEY: Oh, I'm sorry.

- They're right there! - Where?

There! What's the matter with you?

Thank you.

So, how are we doing?

I forgot the raisins.

I wish you'd total up my order,

and then I'll know I'm not paying for anything else he's forgotten.

(LAUGHING)

I'm sure that's not necessary.

It is, if you want my business.

(HORN HONKING)

Uh, Stanley, why don't you take care of that and I'll finish up here.

Sure, Ike.

- Uh, fill it up for you, Mr. Cuthbert? - A dollar's worth.

- Check your oil? - Don't use it.

How about cleaning your windshield for you?

Nope. Cleaned it once. Sun got in my eyes.

I see.

- You're all set. - CUTHBERT: Thank you.

(ENGINE STARTING)

(EXPLOSION)

Help! Help, there's a fire!

Fire!

CUTHBERT: We'll get it. Don't worry, now.

- I got it, I got it. - STANLEY: Hurry.

Okay.

CUTHBERT: Well, that will do her.

- Oh, yeah. Thanks a lot, Mr. Cuthbert. - Welcome.

Well, I must have let the gas spill over.

Well, it could happen to anybody.

No, no, that was carelessness.

- Look, I can't work for you anymore. - You kidding me!

You got to have somebody you can rely on.

But I trust you with the store completely.

No, no, it's too much.

I just can't do it.

Stanley?

Stanley, are you coming to supper?

They're getting restless. I wish Johnny would hurry up.

I'll go see what's keeping him.

(SINGING) Oh, my darling Oh, my darling

(WHISTLES)

Wow! Holy smokes!

You sure do make one gorgeous civilian.

Are you about ready to go on?

It's a big crowd out there and they're asking for you.

Well, why don't we have us a little private concert?

Oh, you couldn't disappoint your fans.

Well, aren't you one of my fans?

Of course, I am. And I wanna hear you sing.

Out there, now!

Okay.

But, uh, how about a little good luck kiss?

(CHUCKLING) Everybody is waiting.

They're just gonna have to wait until I get that good luck kiss.

(SIGHS)

Luck!

TONI: No! Stop!

(GROANS)

You dumb hick, look what you've done!

I'll do it again if you ever lay a hand on her.

(SIGHS)

I'm gonna have to go out there and tell those people

there isn't going to be a show.

Oh, no, you don't. Follow me.

What are you doing?

Do you remember that song we worked up for the GI show in Paris?

- I'm not sure of the words. - Who cares? We'll fake it!

May I have your attention, please?

There's been a change in tonight's entertainment,

and Johnny Calico...

Well, we're going to be substituting for him.

MAN 1: We came to see Johnny. MAN 2: We want a real singer.

Now you're getting two for the price of one!

BOTH: (SINGING) Yippee yeah, there'll be no wedding bells for today

I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle

As I go ridin' merrily along

And they sing, "Oh, ain't you glad you're single"

And that song ain't so very far from wrong

- Oh, Lily Bell - Oh, Lily Bell

- Oh, Lily Bell - Oh, Lily Bell

Though I may have done some fooling this is why I never will

I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle

As I go ridin' merrily along

And they sing, "Oh, ain't you glad you're single"

And that song ain't so very far from wrong

- Oh, Mary Ann - Oh, Mary Ann

- Oh, Mary Ann - Oh, Mary Ann

Though we done some moonlight walking this is why I up and went

Why I up and went

I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle

As I go ridin' merrily along

And they sing, "Oh, ain't you glad you're single"

And that song ain't so very far from wrong

- Oh, Bessy Lou - Oh, Bessy Lou

- Oh, Bessy Lou - Oh, Bessy Lou

Though we've done a heap of dreamin' this is why it won't come true

- I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle - I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle

- As I go ridin' merrily along - As I go ridin' merrily along

And they sing, "Oh, ain't you glad you're single"

And they sing, "Oh, ain't you glad you're single"

And that song ain't so very far from wrong

- So I'll jingle all along - So I'll jingle all along

(ALL WHOOPING)

Hi, Rose.

Oh, I thought you'd still be at the Dew Drop.

I have exams to study for. What are you still doing up?

Oh, there's too many thoughts stirring up inside of me to sleep.

Mr. Perkins part of those thoughts?

Oh, Mary Ellen, why do I let that man tug at my heart so?

He's leaving again.

How come?

He says he's not well.

He's going back to the institution.

Is that why you asked me about the Marshall Hospital?

Don't people ever recover from nervous breakdowns?

It takes time and a lot of little successes.

It's as though he's convinced he's gonna fail.

After a person has a nervous breakdown,

they're bound to have doubts and confusions.

Even relapses.

That doesn't mean Mr. Perkins should be hospitalized again.

He's determined to go back.

Elvira's coming in the morning.

If Mr. Perkins were my boyfriend,

I wouldn't let him just walk away without putting up a fight for him first.

- Yes? - I'm Elvira Perkins.

I've come for my brother.

Oh, come on in. He's eating breakfast right now.

I'm Elizabeth Walton.

Stanley?

Oh!

Oh! Thank goodness you called.

I'm glad you decided to go back to the hospital.

Well, I didn't mean to upset you.

(CLEARS THROAT)

I got everything packed.

The car's waiting out front and the hospital is expecting you.

Oh! Well, I can't leave till Miss Rose returns.

I couldn't go without saying goodbye to her.

Of course.

I'll just put your bag in the car.

(CAR HORN HONKING)

ELIZABETH: Here's Rose.

Thank heavens you haven't left yet.

Oh, well, I couldn't leave without seeing you, Miss Rose.

Stanley, we're glad you're here because we all wanted to say goodbye.

We just came to say goodbye.

We've hardly had a chance to get acquainted.

I didn't want you to leave thinking you were a failure here.

You might say this is our testimonial.

If you hadn't told me to advertise that cowboy singer,

I'd still be facing bankruptcy.

And that ad about the weenie roasters was such a success,

I'm thinking of ordering some more.

You all would have thought of those ads yourselves.

I'm just sorry I don't have more time to spend with my real estate business.

I don't see how you can feel so kindly to me.

Not after all my carelessness.

Well, if you're talking about the fire, it wasn't carelessness.

Mr. Cuthbert came by this morning and said there was a leak in his gas tank.

- Then it wasn't my fault? - CORABETH: Certainly not.

I talked to the people at the Rockfish Gazette,

about your ad and how well it did,

and they told me that it was your creative writing

and your snappy layout that did it.

And they want me to ask you if you'd like a job with them.

Well, what do you know?

Sister and I are gonna miss you.

Thank you, dear ladies.

Stanley, this is for you.

I don't know what to say.

Well, if any man deserves a gold watch, you do.

Well, thank you.

Thank you, all.

ROSE: We just hope that when you look at it, you'll think of us.

Unfortunately, we didn't have a chance to get it engraved.

(SOBBING) If you had just stayed a little longer...

Oh, there, there now, Miss Rose, don't cry.

The watch might not be waterproof, you know.

(ROSE LAUGHS)

I just don't know how much better you have to feel

you have to get at that hospital.

You'll always be well enough for me.

You've made some good friends here, Stanley.

Now, we really must hurry.

Well,

I'm not gonna go, Elvira.

I know I was sick, and I needed that hospital then,

but not now.

If my friends are not gonna give up on me, why should I?

You sound almost like the old Stanley.

For the first time in months, I feel almost like him.

Miss Rose,

I wonder if you'd do me the honor of going dancing with me tonight?

It's been a long time.

I can't promise I won't step on your toes.

(CHUCKLES)

You just step on them all you like.

- I'm gonna come to visit you regularly. - I'll look forward to it.

You're always welcome here, Elvira.

I'll walk you to the car.

You drive carefully.

ELVIRA: Take care.

I will.

Bye-bye.

JOHN-BOY: Mr. Perkins' self-assurance eventually came back

and he was never to return to the hospital.

From that day onward, when Stanley had moments of doubt,

he would always look at Rose's gold watch

and remember that he was indeed a success.

JASON: Good night, Elizabeth.

ELIZABETH: Good night, Jason.

Hey, Jason, do you have to pay Toni for singing at the Dew Drop?

JASON: I think when Toni sings, it's a labor of love.

Ah! Does that mean you pay her in kisses?

Good night, Elizabeth!

English -SDH