Original subtitles

Do you know what vice is, Walton?

It's something bad.

You know what your vice is, Walton?

I don't think I have any.

Yes, you do.

Behind that choir-boy face, you're a womanizer.

Me?

-Jim-Bob, you've got a visitor. -Who is it?

Surprise.

Kathy, what are you doing here?

You must have encouraged her, somehow.

I met her before I was supposed to be shipped out overseas.

And?

I figured I'd never see her again.

Like it or not, Son, she's here.

And while she's a guest in our house,

you're gonna have to mind your manners.

Yes, sir.

You've gotta go back and you gotta forget about me.

I'm sorry, but it's over.

Can you understand that?

I can't forget you. I can't.

I'm gonna have your baby.

JOHN-BOY: Though peace had finally come

to Europe in the summer of 1945,

America was still faced with the considerable task

of bringing the war in the Pacific to victory.

It was a time of uncertainty,

both for those on the home front

and for the troops still overseas.

During that summer,

my brother Jim-Bob was to face a personal crisis at home,

while my brother Ben fought for his very survival

as a prisoner of war.

(INAUDIBLE)

(SHOUTING IN JAPANESE)

Tojo's in good form this morning.

He's crazy, a real Section Eight.

CLINT: Yeah, he doesn't even know he's losing the war.

He'll keep on running this work camp right to the bitter end.

Why don't we show him we can fight?

They got the guns, Walton.

Yeah, well, maybe they can make us stand here,

but nothing says we have to respect that flag.

* Wish I was in the land of cotton *

* Old times there are not forgotten *

* Look away! Look away! Look away! *

* Dixie Land *

* In Dixie Land where I was born in *

(SHOUTING IN JAPANESE)

* Look away! Look away! Look away! *

* Dixie Land *

* I wish I was in Dixie Hooray! Hooray! *

(SHOUTING IN JAPANESE)

* In Dixie Land I'll make my stand *

* To live and die in Dixie *

* Away, away, away, down South in Dixie *

(ORDERING IN JAPANESE)

(EXCLAIMING)

(LAUGHING TRIUMPHANTLY)

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)

* I wish I was in the land of cotton *

* Old times there are not forgotten *

* Look away! Look away! *

* Look away! Dixie Land *

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

Sergeant Bruner, can I get my pass now?

Hmm.

-Sign the roster, soldier. -Okay.

Where do you go when you leave the base, Walton?

Home, usually.

That's somewhere up in the mountains, isn't it?

-It's up in the Blue Ridge. -How about overnight passes?

Well, I usually go into the town. Why?

Just sit down a second.

Do you know what vice is, Walton?

It's something bad.

It's anything a person loses control over,

becomes obsessed with.

With some men it's gambling.

You know what your vice is, Walton?

-I don't think I have any. -Yes, you do.

Behind that choir-boy face, you're a womanizer.

Me?

According to a girl named Kathy Seals, you are.

Oh, you know her, Sarge?

She's been on that phone three times today trying

to get in touch with you, and I want you to stop it.

Next time she calls just tell I've been shipped out overseas.

I'm not going to do your dirty work for you.

She's your problem. You deal with it.

-Can I go now, Sarge? -Sure, Walton.

And don't forget to tell that girl not to call here again.

She's tying my phone up, when I'm trying to win a war.

-Okay, Sarge. -So long, Romeo.

It's kind of quiet around here for a sawmill.

That's because you haven't been around to cause trouble.

-How are you, Son? -I'm fine, Daddy. How're you?

Well, last time I saw you, you were going overseas.

I know, it's kind of embarrassing.

I keep running into people I said goodbye to.

(CHUCKLES) Well, I'm glad they canceled your orders.

It's bad enough having Ben and Jason so far away.

I know what you mean.

I'm probably gonna be stuck at Langley Field.

How long you gonna be home?

-Ten days. -Ten days.

-Sure is good to be home, Daddy. -It's good to have you home.

Mary Ellen, it's impossible to work with your stuff here.

Well, you aren't exactly making it easy on me, either.

It must be rough doing homework on a desk that people are trying

to use for a dining room table.

Maybe we should eat your anatomy assignment for supper.

Jim-Bob!

-What are you doing here? -Nothing.

I'm gonna keep on doing it till I've to go back.

I suppose you expect to be pampered and waited on.

-Only if you insist. -Supper's almost ready, Jim-Bob.

Looks like you could use a good home-cooked meal.

Yeah, sure could, Rose.

I'd set you a place if Mary Ellen moved her stuff.

I'll move them in a minute.

Go upstairs and get unpacked and get ready for dinner.

Okay, sounds like a good idea.

Oh, if anybody calls for me,

tell them I'm not home, okay?

ELIZABETH: You don't wanna talk to anybody?

Nothing's more important than spending time with my family.

I don't want to be interrupted.

Who was that man?

I don't know, looked like Jim-Bob,

but it really didn't sound like him.

Well, maybe he's growing up.

Oh, I think he's just happy to be here.

Nothing like being off home to make you appreciate your family.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, I don't know. Something smells funny to me.

Hello, Ron.

Jenkins said you wanted to see me.

Yeah, I got a little surprise for you.

My three-day pass, I hope.

Afraid not, Walton.

What is it, then?

Well, it's a little hard to say. The orders are sealed.

You're to report to the motor-pool

at 0500 hours with all your equipment.

Where am I going?

It's like I said, the orders are sealed.

Come on, Bergstrom. If anybody knows what they say, you do.

Well, let me see if I remember anything

about mind-reading, okay?

Wait a minute.

Wait, wait, I see rice paddies written all over these pages.

Invasion forces. Flame throwers, big stuff, Walton.

That's what I'm afraid of. Don't do that to me.

Well, there's something here about a large structure.

I'm losing it, I'm losing it.

Oh...

It's gone.

You want me to pull rank on you?

That's the funniest thing I've heard all day.

-What's it worth to you? -Asking for a bribe, huh?

-That's a criminal offense. -Be that way.

Just report to the motor-pool at 0500, huh?

(SIGHS)

I have managed to accumulate a little stash of wine.

Well, then, don't forget to take it with you.

Unless, of course, you like saki.

You're a real sweetheart, Bergstrom.

You wouldn't happen to have any more of that bootleg stuff

that those two sisters sent over from Virginia, would you?

It's the Recipe, and I only have enough left

-for one good drink. -I sure do like that stuff.

It's all I've got!

Alright, it's yours. Now, where am I going?

Well, buddy-boy, you're going to Paris.

Don't ask me why, but it seems somebody's been pulling

rank for you.

These aren't sealed. You creep.

Deal's a deal. Sorry, Walton. Skunked again.

It was 6:00 in the morning, freezing cold.

I'm walking along with my hands in my pockets.

Suddenly, I heard this booming voice say,

"Get your hands out of your pockets, soldier!"

And there's this mean-looking captain glaring at me.

Explained to him that my pants were too big

and that I lost my belt, but he wouldn't listen to me.

What happened?

Well, he ordered me to salute him and I did

and my pants fell down.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Lord, I hope the captain had a sense of humor.

No, he didn't. He put me on report for being out of uniform.

I had to clean garbage cans for two weeks.

Jim-Bob, you've told some whoppers in your time.

You should get a medal for this one.

-You made that all up? -Would I do a thing like that?

Oh, Jim-Bob, I believed you.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

James? You must mean Jim-Bob.

-It's long distance. -I don't care. I'm not home.

I'm sorry, he's not here.

Can I take a message?

Thank you.

-It was a girl. -CINDY: A girl!

You've been holding out on us, Jim-Bob.

Her name was Kathy.

She was calling all the way from Norfolk.

Must be a mistake. I don't know her.

-Well, she knows you. -I can't believe it.

Jim-Bob's turned into a lady-killer.

We have the heartthrob of Langley Field right here

in our very living room.

I'm telling you, I don't know anybody named Kathy.

We understand. It must be hard to keep the names straight

with so many girls.

Think, Jim-Bob. Um, let's see... Which one is Kathy?

Why don't you all get off my back!

(GIGGLING)

Sounds like Jim-Bob has been sowing some wild oats

in Norfolk.

I told you he was up to something.

(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

A Kathy.

You in some sort of trouble or something?

Just too many nosy sisters, that's all.

I remember when we were younger, we used to share everything,

secrets and all.

That's not how I remember it.

You used to tell me what to do a lot.

Well, I'll admit I used to have a tendency to be a bit bossy.

Oh, just a bit.

I've got this friend, I'm kind of worried about him.

Why don't you tell me about it?

Well, he met this really nice girl and he likes her,

but she's more serious about him than he is about her.

Has he told her?

He doesn't want to hurt her.

He could be hurting her real bad by not setting things straight

before they get out of hand.

You be sure and tell him that, Jim-Bob.

(SCOFFS) You're not falling for any of this, are you?

I've always been able to see right through you.

Kathy's got you cornered and you're scared.

As long as I'm here and she's in Norfolk,

I don't have much to worry about.

I wouldn't be so sure of that.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

IKE: Machine screw-nuts. That's 4-1-5-0-0-0-9V8.

Yeah, I'd say, about eight of those.

And hex-nuts, oh... That's a 3-1B.

We need about a dozen.

Hello, there. What can I do for you?

I'm looking for the Walton house.

You're almost there. It's a nice walk down the road.

It's a white house that's on the right-hand side.

Mr. Godsey, it may be just a short walk for you,

but for her carrying a suitcase, it's a considerable hike.

Oh, it's pretty here, I really don't mind walking.

You're Corabeth, aren't you?

And you're Ike.

Have we met before?

Oh, Jim-Bob has told me so much about Walton's Mountain,

I feel like I've been here.

-You're a friend of Jim-Bob's? -Yes. I'm Kathy Seales.

We had heard that Jim-Bob was home on furlough,

but we haven't seen a trace of him.

It's not like him to make himself so scarce.

Well, sometimes he gets sort of moody.

IKE: You've known him long?

Forever, it seems like.

Thought it was about time I met his family.

Well, we are family, too,

but I must say it's a bit disconcerting

for Jim-Bob to bring home such a beautiful young girl

-to be his... -A big white house on the right.

I'll know when I see it.

I wouldn't think of letting you walk. He'll drive you.

I don't want to put you to any trouble.

No, no, no. It's no trouble at all.

You tell Jim-Bob to bring you by for a visit.

-I will. Goodbye. -Goodbye.

(DOOR BELL TINKLING)

IKE: Well, here you are.

Thanks for the ride, Mr. Godsey.

-You have a nice visit, now. -Thank you.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

KATHY: Hi.

-You must be Elizabeth. -Yes.

Jim-Bob said you had pretty red hair.

You must be Kathy.

I wanted to surprise Jim-Bob.

Oh, he'll be surprised. Come in.

-Jim-Bob, you got a visitor. -Who is it?

Surprise.

Kathy, what are you doing here?

-Jim-Bob? -Yeah, Daddy?

Supper's ready. Better come in and wash.

I've got to get this finished before it gets dark.

Jim-Bob, there's a girl inside, claims she's a friend of yours

and you haven't even talked to her yet.

-What the hell's going on? -I'm sorry, Daddy.

If I don't do this today, it'll take me twice as long tomorrow.

Come on out here, I want to talk to you.

Now, I don't like meddling in your business,

but there's a young lady inside is crying her eyes out.

She's been crying?

Your sisters are trying to calm her down.

You got some explaining to do.

I'm sorry, Daddy, I didn't want to hurt her,

but she won't leave me alone.

Now, you must have encouraged her, somehow.

We only went out a couple times.

I met her before I was supposed to be shipped out overseas.

And?

I figured I'd never see her again.

Like it or not, Son, she's here.

And while she's a guest in our house,

you're gonna have to mind your manners.

Yes, sir.

-I'll try. -Let's go.

KATHY: I've felt so light-headed since I've been here.

I'm just not used to all this fresh air.

And my appetite! I've been eating like a bear.

JOHN: Must've been feeling the effects of good country living.

I used to dream about living in a place like this.

Jim-Bob described it all to me,

but it's even more beautiful than I imagined.

I know Jim-Bob doesn't like to talk about it,

but you must be very proud of him.

Elizabeth, would you pass the potatoes?

They sure are good tonight, Rose.

KATHY: I was so relieved

when his orders to go to the Pacific were canceled.

I know he was disappointed,

but I think he's risked his life enough already.

Does somebody want any of these potatoes?

-They sure are good. -Risked your life, huh, Jim-Bob?

Here, Elizabeth. Pass these back down there.

KATHY: He volunteered for that daylight raid in Berlin.

He shouldn't to the Pacific after what he's been through.

No, no. That... That... That was dangerous duty.

It's a miracle he got out alive.

With all his crew wounded and only one engine still working,

and then finally to have to

parachute down into occupied territory.

Gives me the chills just to think of it.

Yeah, it's almost unbelievable.

As much as I'd hate to see Jim-Bob go to the Pacific,

I know that without brave men like him,

this war would never come to an end.

But it isn't fair that he should have to go again.

He's already done more than his share.

Oh, but the world needs him, Kathy.

Besides, "Ace" Walton couldn't stay out of the action for long.

Ace? Is that what they call you, Jim-Bob?

Everyone in the Air Force has a nickname.

But there's only one Ace Walton. Right, Ace?

These potatoes sure are good tonight. Best I've ever had.

(COMMANDER SPEAKING JAPANESE)

You two-bit jerk!

(SHOUTS IN JAPANESE)

CINDY: How did you two meet, anyway?

Oh, we met at a dance.

Night before he was to go overseas.

We spent the whole night together,

just dancing and talking,

falling in love.

It all happened so fast.

When he left the next morning

I promised I'd wait for him

and we talked about getting married

and having a house in the mountains

so that we could be close to the family.

Jim-Bob proposed to you?

Well, not in so many words, we just talked about it.

And when I found out he wasn't going to be shipped out,

I thought we could get married right away.

That's when Jim-Bob started to act distant.

I can't believe he didn't mean all those things he said.

A house on the Mountain must have sounded wonderful

to somebody who thought he'd never see his home again.

Jim-Bob loves me, I know he does.

But maybe not in the way you want him to.

Kathy, sometimes it's better to face the truth

than to keep hoping for a miracle.

No. You're wrong.

For your sake, I hope you're right.

She's so beautiful.

Excuse me, Lieutenant Saunders?

You've found him. Well, what do you want?

I'm Sergeant Walton reporting for duty, sir.

Walton! Well, I'm glad you're finally here.

We've been working without music for three days.

I don't understand, sir.

No one's told me what my assignment is.

Well, we're doing a show for the servicemen still in Paris.

At least, we're trying to do a show.

You're my music director, and you'll bail me out of this mess.

-Why me? -You were highly recommended.

By who?

Don't get too impressed with yourself, Walton.

You were our second choice.

Toni! I mean, Sergeant Hazelton. Fancy meeting you here.

I told the Lieutenant I'd heard you play.

I hope you're as good as she says, Walton.

Fill him in on the show, Sarge.

-I've got to work to do. -Okay.

I don't know how you pulled this off, but I'm glad you did.

Well, I'm a very designing woman.

You look great.

You're not so bad, yourself.

-What's the show about. -What show?

I don't know.

Listen.

I don't hear anything. Wind through the trees maybe.

(LAUGHS) That's what I mean.

There's no traffic, there are no airplanes going overhead.

I've never heard such stillness.

Kathy, I think we should have a talk.

It's like I've come home.

Oh, Jim-Bob, we're going to be so happy here.

I wouldn't count on that, Kathy.

The war's not gonna end for some time.

Who knows how we'll feel about each other by then.

I know how I'll feel.

I love you.

I'll always love you.

Kathy, this is wrong.

Don't say that.

We're in love.

Nothing can ever be wrong between us.

Kathy, you got to listen to me. I'm not ready for all this.

I care about you, but not in love with you.

You will be, you'll see.

-I'll make you love me. -Kathy, you've gotta go back!

You've gotta go back and you gotta forget about me.

I'm sorry, but it's over.

Can you understand that?

I can't forget you. I can't.

I'm gonna have your baby.

I sure never figured I'd be doing laundry

for the Japanese Army in a stinking work camp.

(WHISPERING) Are you cracking up, Ben?

What you talking about, Norm?

You just stole the Colonel's kimono!

You must be seeing things.

Why would I do something crazy like that?

Watch it, here comes the Corporal.

Don't sweat, Norm.

Sayonara, Corporal San...

Uh-oh.

(SHOUTING IN JAPANESE)

What? What?

What the hell are you doing?

Getting ready for Fourth of July, whenever that is.

Daddy, I gotta talk to you.

Just a minute, Son, I'm trying to rework these figures.

Please, Jim-Bob, I'm trying to work.

I'm sorry, Daddy.

Alright, this can wait till later. What's on your mind?

Kathy's going to have a baby.

She seems to think I'm the father.

-Are you the father? -I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't know, Jim-Bob?

Are you or you aren't?

All I know, Daddy, is for one night, I thought I loved her.

(SIGHS) For one night, huh?

It doesn't seem to me you were thinking much about anything.

It was the night before I was supposed to be shipped overseas.

All the guys were celebrating,

and I kind of wanted to have one last fling.

I guess I can understand that.

I don't remember at all.

We both had too much to drink, and after the nightclubs closed,

we went to Kathy's house.

Her mother was out of town.

But all I remember is sitting down

in the living room and talking.

That's when I made up stories about the air raid over Berlin.

Guess I wanted to impress her.

And you don't remember nothing else?

Next thing I knew, I woke up in Kathy's bedroom.

She's probably right.

I am the father. I'm sorry, Daddy.

Being sorry isn't going to do any good, Son.

We're talking about a child, another human life,

something you're responsible for.

What do you think I ought to do?

It's a tough one.

What do you think you ought to do?

Jim-Bob.

-Kathy's gone. -What are you talking about?

She's left.

Do you know where she went?

She said she wanted to be alone, so I took Ginny for a walk.

When I got back, she'd packed her suitcase and was gone.

I better go find her.

I thought you wanted to get rid of her.

I did.

Where are you going, Kathy?

Back to Norfolk on the next bus.

You don't have to worry about me, I won't bother you anymore.

Come on, let's go back.

I like this one.

We oughta have them close the show with it.

I like it better for the opening.

It'll get the crowd excited.

We need some excitement for the close, too.

Give them a dance number.

-This could be a dance number. -It's a duet.

-A dance number. -A duet.

Listen, I'm the musical director.

You want me to pull rank on you, Walton?

Try it.

I order you to put this song at the beginning of the show.

-And if I don't? -I'll have you court-martialed.

And sent away to a deserted island with a beautiful,

dark-hair-haired WAC.

Don't get mushy on me.

Okay, then, I'll settle for a blond.

Over my dead body.

I can see I'm going to have to get tough with you.

Like how?

Challenge you to a wrestling match.

I'd pin you in 30 seconds.

Uh-huh?

You can put the song wherever you want it.

That's the spirit.

We were about to send out a search party for you two.

Sorry if we worried you.

Jim-Bob and I have wonderful news.

Kathy and I've decided

to get married right away.

When I saw Jim-Bob in that uniform,

it almost put me in a trance.

ELIZABETH: He sometimes has that effect on people.

If we don't stop talking about Jim-Bob,

we're never going to get through these wedding plans.

Okay.

I want the wedding right here, right in this house.

I think that's nice.

You know, Ben and I eloped,

and I always wanted to be married here.

Did I ever tell you about the time Jim-Bob rescued me

from that soldier who kept stepping on my feet?

Twice.

KATHY: I thought he'd break all my toes.

What kind of flowers do you think you'll like?

-What are Jim-Bob's favorites? -CINDY: What are yours?

-You're the bride. -I know.

I want our marriage to start on the right foot.

You're always talking about Jim-Bob. Tell us about yourself.

Maybe Jim-Bob's got her trained that way.

There's not much to tell about me.

CINDY: Sure there is. We don't even know where you're from.

I grew up in Norfolk with my mother

and my father lives in Jersey City.

ERIN: They're divorced?

I think carnations would be fine.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Mary Ellen, want to help us plan the wedding?

Go ahead without me,

I've some things to take care of right now.

(SIGHS)

I guess congratulations are in order.

Yep, that's right.

You don't seem overjoyed about this wedding.

As a matter of fact, up until a few days ago,

you denied about Kathy.

Things have changed.

You don't love her, Jim-Bob.

Well, you don't know that, Mary-Ellen.

I know that there's something very wrong here.

Why are you going through with this?

Well, that's none of your business.

I've made up my mind, there's nothing that's gonna change it.

Jim-Bob, you might be grown-up enough to wear a uniform,

but as long as you live, you still are my little brother.

So you can count on me butting in whenever you're in trouble.

I have to marry Kathy. That's all there is to it.

-Jason. -Just a second,

I want to finish this last couple of bars.

Jason, I'm leaving Paris.

I got my orders this afternoon.

I'm being reassigned back to the States.

That's great.

You must be excited.

Of course, I am.

I'm just disappointed that I have to leave

before we do our show.

Yeah, well,

you know, you can't pass up an opportunity

to go home just because of a show.

Oh, Jason, I'm gonna miss you so much.

It seems like we spend most of our time saying goodbye.

And it gets harder and harder every time.

(SIGHS)

I'll visit you on the Mountain, I promise.

I'll hold you to that.

Of course, I'll probably be pretty busy looking up

all my old boyfriends back home.

I might even try and recruit a few new ones.

Good luck.

-Jealous? -Not a bit.

-Liar. -Walton, we're in luck.

A contingent of WAC replacements just arrived.

Meet our new chorus line.

Girls, this is Jason, our musical director.

You'll be spending time together for the next few weeks.

Come on, I want to show you around.

Have a wonderful time with all your old boyfriends.

I'm just going to throw myself into my work and try to forget.

I'm sure you will.

-I do believe you're jealous. -Not that much!

Liar.

-How does it feel? -It fits perfectly.

CINDY: It looks better on you than it ever did on me.

ERIN: Mary Ellen, what about this for the wedding?

CINDY: Turn around, Kathy, and show her.

I'd like to talk to Kathy alone.

I'll try finding you a scarf to go with that suit.

Just come downstairs when you're finished.

I was hoping we could talk.

I want us to be friends, Mary Ellen.

We can be friends later.

Right now I'm more concerned about your health.

I don't understand. I feel fine.

Isn't that sort of unusual, in your first months of pregnancy?

Jim-Bob told you?

It wasn't too hard to figure out. How long have you known?

A couple of weeks.

-And you verified it? -I went to a doctor in Norfolk.

What's his name? I know some doctors down there.

You wouldn't have heard of him.

When does he say you're due?

Why are you asking me all these questions?

Don't you know when your baby's gonna be born?

I don't have to tell you that.

You've no right to pry into my personal affairs.

I think I have every right.

Daddy, I've got to talk to you.

It's about Jim-Bob and Kathy.

Erin and Cindy helped me pick out a dress for the wedding.

I hope you like it.

I'm sure I will.

They've been so wonderful to me.

I feel like I'm a part of the family already.

I'm glad to hear that.

I've never been this happy, Jim-Bob.

I just know we're gonna have a good marriage.

We're awfully young.

Some of the happiest couples I know got married young

and grew up together.

It's gonna work, Jim-Bob.

It has to.

We've got to make a good home for our child.

(DOOR CREAKING)

Talking private business?

We were just talking about the future, Daddy.

You two have any idea where you might live?

Norfolk. They've got housing for married men and their wives.

And then after the war is over, we want to come home

and build a house in the Mountain.

Glad to hear that. I like having my kids around.

Mr. Walton, I want you to know that I'm going to try and be

the best wife that I can for Jim-Bob.

It's nice to know, Kathy.

Marriage isn't easy.

You got to work out your differences.

We'll do that. Won't we, Jim-Bob?

And also you got to remember that honesty is real important.

Nothing can destroy a marriage quicker than dishonesty.

I'll remember that.

I'll leave you two alone.

You've got a lot to talk about.

* Oh, say, can you see By the dawn's early light *

(LAUGHS)

Really looks good, Ben.

BILLY: Oh, it sure do. AUGIE: Yeah.

CLINT: Yep.

Gonna miss my shirt, but it was worth it.

You're a regular Betsy Ross, Ben.

(LAUGHING)

What's gonna happen when that guard wakes up?

CLINT: Or when old Tojo comes out to raise the Rising Sun?

-You sure it's Fourth of July? -It is if we say it is.

I think we ought to sing Dixie again.

NORMAN: Not on the Fourth of July.

How about The Eyes of Texas?

How about just plain silence? Beats our singing, anyway.

(DOOR OPENING)

Uh-oh, here comes old Tojo.

Atten-hut!

Hand salute!

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)

Happy Fourth of July, Ben.

Same to you, Norm.

(COMMANDER SPEAKING JAPANESE)

-Hang in there, Ben! -I don't give a damn.

It was worth it!

(DOOR OPENS)

I couldn't sleep, either.

It's dark out.

I almost fell on the way in.

I haven't been able to get off my mind what your father said.

I know. I've been thinking about it, too.

I want to go back to Norfolk.

I wanna call off the wedding.

Well, we can't, not now.

We haven't been very honest with each other.

If you're talking about those stories I made up

about the bombing raids, I was going to tell you the truth.

I'm not pregnant, Jim-Bob.

What?

I lied.

You would have found out sooner or later, anyway.

Ever since you first told me about that,

I haven't been able to sleep at night.

I haven't been able to live with myself.

Why did you put me through that?

I love you.

I've loved you ever since the first time I laid eyes on you.

So you were going to make me marry you?

When I heard myself saying it, I couldn't believe it.

I was on my way back to Norfolk until you stopped me.

I'm not stopping you anymore.

I'll take you to the bus first thing in the morning.

(CRYING) I am so sorry.

I just wasn't thinking!

(KATHY WHIMPERING)

I'll make it up to you. I promise.

(SOBBING) Oh, God!

I've been so happy these last few days.

I pictured myself living here,

and cooking your meals, making your bed,

and being your wife.

Now that will never happen.

Hey, it's okay.

That first night, you were so pretty.

I thought you were the last girl I'd ever be with

for a long time.

Maybe even forever.

When I wasn't shipped out, I was sorry for all the things

I said to you.

I wasn't sure of whether I meant them or not.

After you fell asleep that night,

I just... I just sat there watching you until the sun rose.

I loved you so much.

We've hurt each other pretty bad, haven't we?

You think we could ever be friends?

We can try.

Goodnight, Jim-Bob.

Kathy.

I still think you're beautiful.

JOHN-BOY: Kathy left the following morning,

and if Jim-Bob ever saw her again, he never mentioned it.

He was quiet for the remainder of his furlough,

and even Elizabeth stopped teasing him,

for she was growing up, too.

JOHN: Jim-Bob? JIM-BOB: Yes sir?

JOHN: It's gonna hurt a little less as the days go by.

JIM-BOB: I remember you saying that to John-Boy once.

JOHN: And it's still true, Son.

JIM-BOB: Goodnight, Daddy. JOHN: Goodnight, Jim-Bob.

Night, everybody.