All language subtitles for The Waltons s05e03 The Comeback.eng

How's Red?

How's his band doing? Haven't
heard it on the radio lately.

Red doesn't have a band anymore.

When our son died, he stopped
caring about anything.

I'm going to be playing piano
at a roadhouse.

Good Lord.

While the Great Depression
was a time of

constant trial and struggle
on Walton's Mountain,

those were, in some ways,
easier, more simple years.

We knew the challenge and
what we had to do to meet it.

Hey, Ben, where's my lunch?

But one time in 1937,
when my brother, Jason,

faced an unusual situation,

he found that the answers
were not quite as simple.

Where's Jason?

Guess he's still working
on his recital.

M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-S...

S-I...

You trying to spell Mississippi?

Oh, I know how to spell it.
I just don't know when to stop.

Where've you been?

I got a big recital today.

You know, last-minute cramming
is alright,

but not when it makes you
late for class.

Who's cramming?
I had to comb my hair.

You could have done that
in the car.

-How's it look?
-Terrible.

Morning, John. Zeb.

-Hey.
-Morning, Yancy.

Oh, what a fine-looking
string of fish.

-Thought Olivia might like them.
-I'm sure she would.

It's not the only reason I
stopped by, though, John.

I need a place to stay
for a couple days.

Uh-oh. Some of the neighbors see
you stealing their chickens?

Makes them uneasy, you know.

You know better, Pa. Yancy'd
never let anybody see him.

No, it's nothing
like that at all.

A skunk got under my house
and I can't get him out.

Well, I've got a
sure cure for skunks.

-You take another skunk...
-Zeb,

I've tried every one of them.

If I'd be any trouble
at all to you,

I can always try and find
someplace else.

Yancy, you know
you're always welcome here.

-I'm mighty obliged, John.
-I'll go tell the women.

Maybe you could help Pa
load up this firewood.

Yeah, give me a hand here,
Yancy.

My hands are full.

-Good luck today.
-Thanks.

-See you later.
-Yeah.

-Hey, Jason.
-Yeah?

Professor Thaxton
wants to see you.

Good morning, Professor.

-Lucy said you wanted to see me.
-Sit down a moment, Jason.

Thank you.

I have a new idea for the
recital. I think you'll like it.

Jason, I have some
rather bad news.

The Kleinberg Conservatory

is in something
of a financial squeeze.

There's gonna have
to be some cutbacks.

Now, the unpleasant fact
that we have to face right now

is that the trustees

have decided to discontinue
the scholarship program.

That includes my scholarship.

Now, I want you to understand

that this has nothing
to do with your work here.

The recovery slowed, the stock
market's back down this year.

It's just been too hard
for some people.

So I'm out.

No, Jason.

We're very pleased
with your work here.

You just have to come up
with the $300 tuition.

I did get the trustees to agree
to let you pay in installments.

Well, that's great.
Just wonderful.

$300. It might
as well be $3,000.

You'll have to pay the first
$100 by the end of next month.

You have any questions, Jason?

Yeah.

How am I gonna come up
with a hundred dollars?

-Hey, Yancy.
-Hi, Jason.

Thought I heard
you sneaking around.

Oh, yeah, it's a
good day to fish.

I was sorry to hear
about your scholarship.

Yeah.

What do you think
you're gonna do?

That's what I've been
trying to figure out.

Come on, you little sucker.

Well, you still got that job
with Bobby Bigelow

and the Haystack Boys.

That don't pay near enough.

I got to find me another job.

Trouble is,
there ain't any, though.

I was at that cafe
on Route 29 the other night.

When I was out there,
they said they needed

a fellow to play piano,
sing songs.

Okay, thanks a lot.

-Ma'am.
-Good afternoon.

I understand you're looking
for a piano player.

Well, that's right.

I'd like to apply for the job.

Well, I really had in mind
someone of more experience.

Oh, I have experience.

-Heard of the Haystack Gang?
-No.

Well, I play with them. And the
Sunday Morning Gospeleers.

-I'm one of those, too.
-Well, you see,

the music in here
is kind of different.

Well, that's what I'm saying.

I do different kinds of music.

I also attend the Kleinberg
Conservatory of Music.

I just don't think so, really.

-Would you mind if I play?
-Oh, no, go ahead.

Thank you.

Hey, that's Jason Walton,
ain't it?

Hey, you know, he's pretty good.

Hey, you're pretty good, kid.

Oh, thank you.
Does that mean I get the job?

Well...

Sure. We'll try it
and see how it works out.

Well, great. Thank you.

Well, that's wonderful. Hey,
we've got a piano player here.

Nice kid.

-Nothing but ginger ale.
-Yes, ma'am.

-Okay.
-Sure.

Erin, you clear. Mary Ellen,
will you wash, please?

This is my day off from school.

It ain't your day off
from eating.

Excuse me.

-Can I be excused, too?
-Yes, you can.

Oh, I'm gonna need
the keys to the truck, too.

What for?

-Well, I got a job.
-Good.

The hours are kind of long,
but the pay is good.

-Good for you, Jason.
-Good.

That's good news.

What kind of job?

I'm going to be
playing piano at a roadhouse.

Good Lord.

Which roadhouse
are we talking about, son?

It's called the Dew Drop Inn.

Why, that's a gathering place

for beer guzzlers
and backsliders!

Ah, now, Esther,
have you been there?

I wouldn't be caught dead there.

Grandma, without my scholarship,
I can't be too choosy.

Where'd you find out
about this job?

Excuse me,
I'll go check the truck.

Hold on there, Yancy.

Don't insult the ladies by
leaving before eating dessert.

You just stay, Yance.

I don't think that's a fit place
for Jason to be working.

Let's hear him out now, Liv.

Do you want your son
to be a piano player

-in some honky-tonk bar?
-How do you know what it's like?

Jason, don't talk
to your mama like that.

I'm sorry. It wouldn't have been
my first choice, either,

but if I'm gonna stay in school,
I have to take it.

It's a real nice place.

Just a bunch of good old boys
trying to have a good time.

You know the kind of girls
in those places.

If Jason were in college,
he'd be doing the same thing.

Maybe he would, but I wouldn't
have to know about it.

Liv, Jason's young.

He can stay up late
once in a while.

A little hard work
won't hurt him.

A little fast company, either.

Jason! Jason,
you're gonna get left behind!

I swear it!

You go up and tell your brother
to come down right now. Go on.

He must have come
in around midnight.

-That early?
-Jason!

Jason.

Wake up.

Oh. Damn it, Elizabeth,
will you leave me alone?

Mama.

-Bye, Mom.
-Bye.

-Do you know what Jason said?
-What did Jason say?

If I told you, you'd wash
my mouth out with soap.

You go to school.

I wonder what he said.

Jason. Jason!

Jason Walton, if there's one
thing I will not tolerate,

it's you bringing
that roadhouse language

into this house.

Now you get up
and get ready for school.

Come on.

Well, 85 cents seems like
a lot to pay for a straw hat.

We've already
reduced it, Mrs. Walton.

Looks real good, Grandma.

I'll wear it.

Well, Mrs. Turner.

-Olivia.
-Wilma, how are you?

-Mrs. Walton.
-How's Red?

How's his band doing?Haven't
heard it on the radio lately.

Excuse me, miss.

Red doesn't have a band anymore.

When our son died, he stopped
caring about anything.

He doesn't even
play his guitar anymore.

We didn't know.

Is there anything we can do?

Say hello to John
and the children.

-I can't stay for supper, Mama.
-Jason.

I bumped into
Wilma Turner today.

Oh, yeah? How's Red?

She said Red's
given up the band.

Really? That's too bad.
They were the best.

Remember how the crowds
used to show up

whenever he was playing
at the county fair?

I sure do. Wish I had crowds
like that after me.

There ought to be a way
you two could get together.

Me and Red?

Seems like you could make
more money for your tuition

doing that than playing
at the Dew Drop Inn.

You sure want me out of that
place, don't you, Mama?

It might not be such a bad idea.

Wonder if a star like Red Turner
would have anything to do

with a beginner like me.

You may be just
what he needs right now.

I can find out.
See you later.

Ma'am. Excuse me,

I'm looking for my
brother Jason Walton.

-Jason your brother?
-Yes, ma'am.

My, good-looking men
sure run in your family.

-Oh.
-You want to help a lady down?

-Yes. Thank you.
-No, thank you.

Jason left his music
in my car. So...

Well, I'll see he gets it.

-Thank you very much.
-He'll be by later.

-Okay.
-Bye.

Bye. Bye.

Bye.

Well, John-Boy.

Hey, Tom, how are you?
Good to see you.

You old fox.

Oh, well, how've you been?

Are you working as hard as I am?

It's pretty hard
to keep up with you Tom.

It's a hard pace, alright.

Say, John-Boy, have you seen
anything of Yancy Tucker lately?

Oh, I've seen everything of him.

He wasn't around last night
when I dropped by to see him.

That's 'cause he's been
staying at our house.

Will you tell him
I was looking for him?

I will. I'll tell him.
I'll be sure to. Bye-bye.

And you tell him
he owes me a drink.

Yeah, I'll tell him. Okay.

At the Waltons.

They're out by Ike Godsey's
store, aren't they?

A little further down the road.

Mama! Mama!

Mama!

Is this where
Jason Walton lives?

Yes, it is.

I'm Sissy Walker.
I work down at the Dew Drop Inn.

-You know, out on Route 29.
-Yes, I know.

I heard Yancy Tucker staying
here. Could I see him, please?

Jim-Bob, Ben, go see
if you can find Yancy.

Okay, Mama.

That Yancy is such a fine man.

Don't you just love him?

We've known him a long time.

-Well, I'm his fiance.
-Good luck.

Well, thank you, ma'am.
I'm just so excited.

Yancy was so sweet when he
proposed the other night.

He was supposed to drop by
to make plans,

-but I guess he got all tied up.
-But you know how busy he is.

Yeah, we know.

Good day, ladies.

Grandpa, you seen Yancy?

No, no.
He isn't over at the mill?

This is Yancy's fiance,
Miss Walker.

-I'm real pleased to know you.
-Well, thank you. Thank you.

I just checked in the barn.
He's not there.

He's not out back, either.

Would you be pleased to sit in
our parlor till we find him?

I should get back.

I'm not supposed
to be gone long, but thank you.

But when you see Yancy,
give that man my love.

So that's why Yancy's staying
out of sight.

It seems to be Yancy
has shown unusual good taste.

That poor girl.

Poor girl?

Yancy's just
stringing her along.

Who knows what he promised her.

-And who's hiding him?
-Us.

Hello, Mrs. Turner.

Jason. My, haven't you been
doing some growing up.

Yes, ma'am.

-Come on in.
-Thank you.

It's nice to see you.

We don't get many
visitors these days.

Is Red home?
I'd like to talk to him.

Jason, don't expect
Red to be the same.

He's in bad shape.
Has been since we lost Seth.

They spent that
year playing together

and got so close.

Now Red won't have
anything to do with the band.

Can I talk to him?

Just a minute.

Hello, Jason.

Hey, Red.

I didn't mean to get you up.

It's alright.
It's been a long time.

Yes, it has.

Red, I heard your band
isn't playing anymore.

No more. In fact,
the band's all gone off.

So what kind of music
you doing now?

I'm not doing music.

Red, I had this crazy idea.

I don't know,
maybe it isn't so crazy.

I've been going to school,
to music school,

and I've been playing
in this band.

And one thing I've always wanted
to do was start my own band.

And I thought maybe
the two of us...

If you thought
I was good enough...

Maybe we could
do something together.

Jason,

I told you I'm not doing music.

Won't you just think about it?

Excuse me, Jason.

His guitar hasn't been
out of its case.

Remember how he used to
hold it when he played?

I sure do.

It's like an offering to God.

Just got no interest
in music or anything else.

Something's got to get him
interested in music again.

If he can just hear some...

Maybe he could come by the
Dew Drop Inn. I'm playing there.

If he could just hear somebody
play piano and guitar.

I've tried, Jason.

You giving up the guitar?

Seth Turner gave me this.

I remember.

I went over
to the Turners' today.

Talked to Red. He's given up.

Jason,

remember how you felt
when we found out

Seth was sick and was gonna die?

I never felt worse in my life.

Seth was Red's only child.

But, Daddy, it's wrong
to do what Red's doing.

He just sits there, staring.

I have a hunch if he could
just hear some music,

that might get through to him
better than any words.

I'll see what I can do.

You going somewhere?

Thought I'd go
to the Dew Drop Inn.

Maybe I can get
Red Turner to go along,

listen to that new piano player.

Have a good time.

Evening.

-John?
-Red?

Good evening.

-How you doing, John?
-Alright.

Jason's been coming by here.

Yeah, I know that.

He was Seth's favorite,
you know.

He's going to school,
he tells me.

Yep, over at Kleinberg.

I wanted Seth to go there.

Get some of the fundamentals.

You know, you've got
to have fundamentals.

I guess he'd be there now.

You know,

I remember a time
where Jason and

Seth snuck into band practice.

You remember when you...
What did I tell you about that?

Red, get your coat.

-My coat?
-We're going out. Come on.

Where are we going?

-Come on, Red, get your coat.
-Go on, sweetheart.

What do you think, honey?

Come on, Red.

It's in the hall closet.

Alright.

Have a good time.

Good evening, Wilma.

Evening, John.
Thanks for stopping by.

There you go, Red.

Well, what'll you have, boys?

Evening. We'll have a couple
of beers, please.

Coming right up.

-Thank you, ma'am.
-You're welcome.

John, this is just
not for me, really.

I'm gonna have to leave.

Hey, John.

Who's the other drink for?

I guess it's for you, Tom.
Have a seat.

Alright, but the
next round's on me.

John?

Hiya, hon.

How's Jason?

Oh, Jason's fine.

How's Red?

Red, he's not too fine.

Are you having a little trouble?

Oh, no, I'm fine.

I sure am lucky you
carried that yarn, Ike.

The store in Westham
was sold out.

Sure happy to oblige.
That'll be 12 cents.

Well, hi.

Ike, could you check
the mail for me, please?

I've been waiting three weeks
for sewing machine needles

from Richmond.

We need some corn meal, too.

We carry sewing machine needles.

Yes, but they don't
fit the old machine.

Isn't this the prettiest yarn?
I'm knitting Yancy a muffler.

You're knitting that man
a muffler?

Yes, ma'am.

I love to knit and sew.

I made the curtains
at the Dew Drop Inn.

Mrs. Walton,
drop by and see them.

I'm sure they're very lovely.

Well, they are. They are.

That'll be 18 cents

and there's
no mail for you, Olivia.

I can remember when the post
office was a lot faster.

Yes. I can, too.

Olivia, I have to tell you,

I think it's wonderful the way

you're bringing up
that fine family,

taking care of that big house.

I'm gonna have my hands full
taking care of Yancy.

Be a full-time job.

I think he needs a
lot of taking care of.

"Straightening out" is the word.

Lately I think,
Yancy's avoiding me.

Well, he hasn't
been by since he proposed.

I just don't know what to do.
What would you do?

Drop him like a hot potato.

Mrs. Walton, the first I laid
eyes on Yancy Tucker,

I said, "That precious
thing is for me."

I know he's got his strange
ways, but I don't care.

I'm just gonna have to do like
I've seen some other girls do,

and that's run away from him
until he catches up with me.

You ever gonna get
that car finished?

Well, one of these days.

You need an awful lot of stuff.

I know that.

Where you gonna get the body?

I'll find one.

Where you gonna get the engine?

I'll find one.

Where are you gonna
find all this stuff?

Elizabeth, it's my car.

Why can't you just
leave me alone?

I think I'd rather have Myrtle.

Well, you can have Myrtle, and
I'll drive to town in my car.

You can ride on your
stupid goat.

Hey, there.

So, it fell apart on him.

You building a fire, Grandpa?

Your Grandma's making soap.

She uses more wood than
an old Mississippi riverboat.

-Zeb!
-Yeah!

"Double, double,
toil and trouble

"Fire burn,
and cauldron bubble."

-Oh, stop that.
-Macbeth.

Good luck.

How am I supposed to keep this
kettle boiling without wood?

There's enough wood now
to make this soap stink

clear over to Rockfish.

That man doesn't even raise
one finger to help.

-What man?
-Yancy.

Oh. Oh, him. He's got his mind
on some lady friend.

Filling that girl's head
full of nonsense.

Making promises
he has no intention of keeping.

He's a good-for-nothing.

Oh, Esther,
you Baptists always did say

there is some good in everybody.

Well, Yancy Tucker
could just be the exception.

Well, he's the one that steered
Jason over to that beer hall.

He's just a wellspring
of devilment.

Grandma, I'm going over
to Ike Godsey's.

Do you need anything
for your soap?

No, thank you.

A little perfume wouldn't hurt.

-Hi, y'all.
-Hi, hey.

Hi, good-looking.

Still giving me sweet talk,
aren't you?

-Don't you just love it?
-I admit I do.

-Should I get Yancy for you?
-No, I'm here on business.

Miss Thelma asked me to come out

and buy an advertisement
in 'The Blue Ridge Chronicle'.

-Oh, well...
-That's my department.

Well, here's what
it's supposed to say.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

-That'll be 50 cents, please.
-50 cents.

50 cents.

Uh, I have an idea.

What do you say
if the advertising department

donates 50 cents
to the editorial department

for the purpose of a trip
to Ike Godsey's store?

-Consider it a gift.
-Thank you.

I got to go by the store.
Need a lift?

-Oh, I'd be much obliged. Sure.
-Want me to get Yancy for you?

No. No, thank you.

-You ready?
-Oh, I'm ready.

-See you later, Ben.
-Yeah.

-Grandpa.
-Yeah?

-I got a question for you.
-Oh, I'm all ears.

How come women always want
to get married and men don't?

Where'd you get
a notion like that, Jim-Bob?

Well, men are always complaining
about getting hitched

and caught by a woman.

Well, the older I get,
the more I pay attention

to what people do
rather than by what they say.

Now, by my count,
every time a man gets married,

-a woman does, too, don't she?
-Yeah.

But how come Yancy's
trying to stay away from Sissy?

Well, he's a little
confused right now, I think.

He likes her, maybe even loves
her, but he just wants to

kind of hold on
to his independence.

Well, she'll lose her
independence, too.

Yeah, that's right, she will.

She's got no more
to gain than Yancy,

and Yancy's got no more
to lose than she does.

That sounds very logical.

But as a man to a man,

I don't think we
ought to go spreading

this information
around the neighborhood, hmm?

-Hi, hello, Jim-Bob.
-Hey, Ike.

-Hey, Ike.
-Good evening, everybody.

-I brought something special.
-Who's that for?

-It's for John-Boy.
-For me?

Who is it from?

-It's from Sissy Walker.
-Oh, yeah?

-Open it.
-It's a card.

"Dew Drop Inn"
between the violets.

Well, let's see.

-Oh, that's pretty.
-What is it?

Why, it's a...

-It's really nice.
-Nice, isn't it?

-Isn't that pretty, huh?
-Yeah.

-She made that herself.
-Pretty nice.

How about that?

-Hey, John-Boy.
-Oh, hey.

You busy?

-Really like this paper, huh?
-Yeah.

Yeah, I like it.

I sure do.

Must be satisfying
for your daddy

having a son making his mark
in the world.

Well, mostly I'm just trying
to make payments, Yancy.

You know, staying here,

I've seen what your daddy has.

A loving wife, a fine family,

great bunch of kids.

What are you talking about?

Yancy?

Yancy, what is all this
talk about

loving wife and fine marriage
and children and...

Yancy Tucker, have you gotten
serious about somebody?

Well, there is this girl.

She's really something.

And, John-Boy,
she makes me laugh.

But she's got plans for me

I don't know if I can
go along with. I mean...

Can you see me all married
and settled down?

I admit, now, the picture don't
just pop right into my mind.

Yeah, I'm in trouble.

Course it's possible, you know.
It's been done.

These books, you got
a lot of books here,

you read all the time,

is there anything about
love and marriage?

-In the books?
-I need help.

Well, sure, I read a lot
about love and marriage.

Mostly love, I have to admit.

Most of the people I read about
never got as far as marriage.

What happened to them?

-They died.
-They died?

Yeah, died.

Romeo and Juliet.
Tristan and Isolde. All dead.

This is not too much help.

I can't think... Yes, I can.

There is one couple
I can think of,

very famous couple,
they were married.

Ulysses and Penelope.

Well, what happened to them?

Well, he sort of

took a long,
extended trip out of town

and traveled around quite a bit,

and she sort of
waited home for him.

I could live with that.

Well, look who's here.

Hi, honey.

I been meaning to
drop by and see you.

-That's nice.
-And talk.

Talk? Talk?

That's all you're good at,
Yancy Tucker.

Pretty words and promises.

No talk. I promise.

Honey, I've been busy.

I know how busy you've been.

-I've been thinking about you.
-You have not.

You've been at the Waltons'
and you've been fishing.

And all the time wondering
why I didn't have you with me.

Yancy Tucker, you're
such an awful man.

I don't know what
I'm gonna do with you.

Come here.

Sissy, I think maybe we better
discuss some arrangements.

Are you talking about
holy matrimony?

Yeah, I guess I am.

Well, then, keep talking,
precious.

How long's it been
since I was at the Dew Drop?

It's... It's been a while.

I don't relish
going there by myself,

but a person has to
get out once in a while.

I guess that's it.

You know, tonight
is very special.

Special because we have
a guest with us tonight,

someone you all know.

The incomparable Red Turner.

Red started out right here
in this part of Virginia

some years ago,
formed his own band.

Those of you who've heard them

know why it wasn't long
before they were traveling,

playing in Richmond,
Atlanta, Nashville.

The Red Turner Band gave us
a fine and warm kind of music,

a real contribution
to our lives.

It was a very special gift

that was appreciated
and enjoyed by us all.

Now, maybe, just maybe,
if we're very lucky tonight,

and we ask Red nicely,

he'd be kind enough to give us
a little sample of that sound.

Play a song, Red.

What do I do?

How about "Nobody's Darling"?

Where'd you get this, Jason?

Well, "Nobody's Darling."

"Nobody's Darling."

* You're sweet
as the flowers *

* In springtime *

* You're as pure as
the dew from a rose *

* And I'd rather be
somebody's darling *

* Than a poor boy
that nobody knows *

* Be nobody's darling
but mine love *

* Be honest
be faithful be kind *

* And promise me
that you will never *

* Be nobody's darling
but mine **

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Truly my pleasure.
Thank you so much.

Thank you, Jason.

I came by to pick up my things.
I'm moving back home.

Has the skunk
left your house, Yancy?

Looks that way, Zeb.

I'd like you all
to meet my fiance.

-How do?
-Congratulations.

Thank you.

I'm very happy for you both.

Have you set the date yet?

Well, we haven't
set it, exactly.

I was thinking 1947
would be a good date.

A 10-year engagement?

Sissy's got to have some time
to pick out a wedding dress.

That Yancy's
such a humorous man.

Don't you all just
want to love him up?

-I thought that was the end.
-Well...

Hey, listen.

-Let's do a blues.
-Okay, what key?

E.

Alright, you start off.

It wasn't long before
Red was playing again,

pleasing audiences
with his old skill

and a new,
more mellow kind of song.

Jason had earned
enough to scrape together

a first down payment at school,

but making tuition payments
remained a constant problem

and a challenge for him.

What's that noise?

Oh, just Jason getting home.

It must be past 1:00
in the morning.

That Dew Drop Inn.

He might just as well be
in Sodom and Gomorrah.

Do they need a piano player?

-Goodnight, Jason.
-Goodnight, Daddy.

Goodnight, everybody.

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