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Mike, I don't get a day off
very often.

I don't want to spend it
sitting around with you sulking!

No one asked you to.

You going to spend the rest
of your life in that chair?

Looks like it, doesn't it?

Wasn't my idea
to wind up like this.

But it's your idea
to stay there.

Mike, you can do better,
I know you can!

Why don't you get off my back?

JOHN-BOY:
In the spring of 1942,
the war that engulfed

the world
beyond Walton's Mountain,

touched our family
in many ways.

It was a time
of farewells and reunions,

shortages and news of battles

in places with exotic names
like Bataan,

Corregidor, Wake Island
and Midway.

It was a time when my family
was to come face to face

with the cruelty of war,
as well as the courage

it inspired
to overcome its aftermath.

It was also a time when
Americans everywhere united

to contribute to the war effort
in any way they could.

(PIANO PLAYING)

(SINGING)
Winter, autumn and spring

And were there more
than 24 hours a day

They'd be spent in sweet
content dreaming away

When skies are gray,
when skies are blue

Morning, noon
and night time, too

All we do the whole day through

Is dream of, scheme
of, dream of you!

What, no applause?

Wait till we put our bags down.

It's getting better, Jason.

Getting better? Why, that was
just about perfect!

Yeah, Corabeth's working with us
on the dance part.

She's also running
the store by herself

and wants you back there
in a hurry.

You can't go now, Ike,
we still got to practice some.

What for? It's perfect.

Well, how about it, Jase,
we ready for that USO audition?

Well, I think we ought to learn
a couple more numbers first.

Then next time they come looking
for talent, we'll be ready.

Is the USO that desperate?

Gee, thanks, Mary Ellen.

There's a lot of
demand now

for musicians
and specialty acts.

That's why the USO
comes to the Conservatory.

If they like us,
we'll be doing camp shows,

war bond rallies,
might even get on the radio.

Working defense contracts isn't
the only way we can do our part.

I mean, keeping up morale
is very important.

I think it's a good idea, Ben.
I really do.

Make sure you're ready to
perform for an audience.

It's different than
working in your living room.

Don't worry about that.

My grandfather was
"Snake Oil" Johnnie McMann.

He toured all over the country.
My mom as in the act, too.

I mean, I've got show biz
in my blood. Watch this.

(PHONE RINGING)

Tell Corabeth
that I'm on my way!

Okay.

(PHONE RINGING)

He's on his way. Bye-bye, Ike.

(LAUGHING)

Ben, that could've been for me.

Then he'll call back.

Any mail for me, Mary Ellen?

No.

There's a letter from John-Boy.

Isn't that nice?

"Dear family,

"we are getting organized
as fast as possible.

"A weekly edition of Stars and
Stripes[I] will soon appear.

"We operate
out of three rented rooms

"in the London Times[I] building
off the Thames Embankment.

"If you don't hear from me
for a while, please don't worry.

"I may be sent to other
locales on assignments."

I'm used to
thinking of him in London,

now I'll never know where he is.

Probably can't tell you 'cause
of censorship regulations.

"Continue to write. I eagerly
look for letters from home.

"All my love to all of you.
John-Boy."

Wait a minute,
there's a PS here.

"I am worried about Mike Paxton.

"We were very close when
he was my roommate at college.

"Six months ago he wrote me

"that he was
in the Merchant Marines,

"and that his ship had been
torpedoed in the North Atlantic.

"He had been wounded in
the action and was being treated

"at the naval hospital
near Richmond.

"I have not heard
from him since,

"though I have written him
several times.

"Will somebody
please go to see him

"or check with the hospital
concerning his whereabouts?

"I would appreciate
this very much.

"Mike was a good friend
and he loved you all. Thanks."

That's funny, him being so close
and not getting in touch.

OLIVIA: I hope he's alright.

-We ought to go see him.
-He sure was a neat guy.

Handsome, too. I couldn't
take my eyes off of him

when John-Boy
brought him home for weekends.

I'd like to see him again.

Do you have a crush on him?

Is he really tall,
with broad shoulders?

No, you were just short
and skinny.

-Why don't we all see him?
-I think that's a good idea.

No, hold on. We all
can't go rushing in on him.

I know a doctor who's stationed
at that hospital.

-I could find out about Mike.
-That's a good idea, Mary Ellen.

Mary Ellen! That you?

Well, J.D.,
what are you doing here?

Oh, I come by every week or so

to bring the boys cigarettes,
books, radios and the like.

You know what they say,
nothing's too good

for our boys in the service.

Well, that's
very generous of you.

Oh, it's good public relations
for Pickett Metal Products.

Besides, the whole thing's
what they call a write-off.

Good for the war effort
and good for business, too!

Erin says you manage to combine
business and patriotism well.

You nursing here now?

No, I came to visit
a friend of John-Boy's.

Oh, well,
just let me know his name,

I'll see that he gets anything
he needs next time.

-I'll do that.
-Nothing too good for our boys!

See you later, Mary Ellen.

Bye-bye.

Thanks for filling me in,
Doctor. I'll see what I can do.

Mike?

Mike, it's Mary Ellen.

John-Boy wrote us you were here.

Mary Ellen?

It's been a long time.

I asked John-Boy not to tell
your family that I was here.

Well, he got worried because
he hasn't heard from you.

I wish you hadn't come.

Dr. Sanders is an old friend
of mine. I know all about you.

Oh, is that right?

He says you're ready to leave.

Says you've responded
very well to therapy

over the last six months, and
you ought to get out of here.

Well, I like it fine
just where I am.

I was sorry to hear
that your mother died, Mike.

Yeah, it's been a great year.

-Do you hear from your father?
-From time to time.

He's on a destroyer out in the
Pacific. Career Navy, you know?

I'm sure he'd like
to hear from you.

(MIKE EXHALES)

No point distracting him,
he's got a war to fight.

So do you.

Go home to your husband,
Mary Ellen.

Curt was killed at Pearl Harbor.

Damn it!

Stupid war!

It just isn't fair!

At least you came back, Mike.

Alright, Mary Ellen,
what do you want me to do?

I want you to try it
on the outside again.

I go to pieces out there.

I feel like
they're all staring at me,

and I know
what they're thinking.

You'd rather sit here
being a vegetable?

I don't like being
on exhibition.

I know a place
where you wouldn't be.

Try it for two weeks.

Just don't give up.

(PIANO PLAYING)

If that's an assignment,
it doesn't look

like you're studying
Mr. Beethoven.

It's a new arrangement.

Hope you're not taking too much
time off from regular studies.

No, as a matter of fact,
Professor Collier wants me

to do as much of this as I can.

Popular music?

Trying to get me in a band unit
in the Army after graduation.

You'll be using your special
talents, just like John-Boy.

Right.

They're trying to organize units
to play for ceremonies,

and even entertain troops
in the battle zones.

We'd also be trained
as stretcher bearers

and medics in case
of combat action.

I see.

If I can shape Ben and Ike
into an act the USO can use,

it might make a good impression.

That will be quite a challenge.

(CAR APPROACHING)

JASON: Mary Ellen's back.

There's somebody out there
with her.

I can't face them right now,
Mary Ellen.

I'm tired out from the trip.

You'll be staying in the shed,

so you'll have all the rest
and privacy you need.

Are you sure your family's
gonna want me around?

Well, we'll soon find out.

Got a surprise for you.
Old friend of ours.

Is that Mike in there?

-Mike!
-Hey, Mike.

Good to see you, Son!

Set another place for supper,
Mama, we've got company.

Is it Mike?

Mike, it's so nice
to see you again.

-Hey, Mike.
-Come on out of there, son.

I'm glad Mary Ellen found you.

Clear the way, folks.
Here comes the Paxton Special.

Here you go, Mike.

I can't do it, Mary Ellen.

I've tired Mike
with all the talking

I've been doing on the way,
I promised

he could rest
before you did the same.

Let me get him
settled in the shed,

we can do
our visiting later?

-Can we help?
-No.

You just come on in when
you feel like it, alright?

Good to have you here, Son.

See you later, Mike.

You get some rest now.

According to the doctor,
when Mike's ship was torpedoed,

he caught some metal fragments
in the lumbar region.

At first they weren't sure
how serious it was.

That's when he wrote to
John-Boy.

Well, it sure is serious now.

The doctors say there's some
abdominal and pelvic function.

But he'll never walk again.

Except with the help
of braces and crutches.

Too bad he's given up.

Well, he didn't at first.

He took a lot of therapy
and worked his upper body,

then he gave up and sat around
and stared out the window.

I'm surprised the doctor
let you bring him here.

Well, it was his idea. I know
I should have called first,

but I was afraid if I took
the time, he'd change his mind.

It's a heavy responsibility.

We'd feel terrible if something
else happened to him.

There was no place for him
to start over.

He and John-Boy were real close.

Stay!

Stay!

Well, I just hope we can
convince him of that.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Come in.

Might as well make yourself
comfortable.

Want me to unpack this for you?

No. I mean, no, thanks.

There's no point bringing
all that stuff in, Mary Ellen.

I'm not staying.

Well, you're staying
at least tonight

'cause I'm not driving
back to Richmond.

Coming in for supper?

No. No, I'm not hungry.

I'll get the rest
of his bags, Mary Ellen.

Thanks, Ben.

Have everything you need here
to make yourself comfortable.

You might as well use it.

The towels are over here.

How's it going?

Well, he doesn't want to stay,
but Mary Ellen's working on him.

I just wish he wasn't stuck in
that shed, so far away from us.

Well, maybe he likes
his privacy.

And there are a lot of steps.

Maybe I could build some ramps.

That's a good idea, but I
thought he didn't want to stay.

You know how Mary Ellen is.

-Why don't you give me a hand?
-Sure.

Hey, Joe,
what do you know?

Hey, I just got back
from a Broadway show.

Mr. Godsey, if you would
concentrate on store business

instead of show business,

perhaps our cash register
would balance for a change.

Corabeth,
I wish you wouldn't bring up

anything as mundane as money.

Isn't that what you said when
you opened your dancing school?

No need to remind me
of that painful endeavor.

I just brought over
Jason's arrangements

on this new song
for our act, Ike.

-In The Mood.
- Hey, that's a good one!

Yeah, it shouldn't be hard
making simple steps

out of this one, Corabeth,
like...

(SINGING) Sister
What-ya-call-'em
What you doin' tonight?

My dear Ben, the dance should
not be so obvious.

We must find more subtle ways
to put across our song.

Although, I doubt
that Mr. Godsey would be able

to execute much more
than a slow time step.

Why don't you two
look this one over,

and we'll get some
rehearsing tomorrow?

I gotta get home
for supper.

Hey!

In the mood, that's it,
I got it In the mood

Everybody, in the mood

I can't believe it.

Erin and Elizabeth,
you were just...

Well, go on and say it.
We were just kids.

It was several years ago.

You'd hardly give me
the time of day then.

Yeah, now it's
the other way around.

Erin's working
in the personnel department

at the J.D. Pickett Plant.

J.D. Pickett? I know him.

Yeah, he comes
to the Navy Hospital.

Yeah, and makes
a big show of it.

Guess he means well, though.

Hit him up for a job. He needs
people he can depend on.

Who's going to hire me, Erin?
Didn't they tell you?

The government keeps trying
to get defense plants

to hire handicapped workers.
It wouldn't hurt to try.

(SIGHS)

I'm tired, Mary Ellen.

We're glad you're here, Mike.

ELIZABETH: See you later.

Aren't you getting tired
of feeling sorry for yourself?

(DOOR OPENING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

You sure this
is gonna work, Ben?

Absolutely. It's just
the thing he needs.

It won't get done
if you keep on talking.

-Mama's not going to like that.
-What do you mean?

She told me to tell you
supper's ready,

but Ben keeps telling me
to shut up.

He hardly touched his food.

I think it's a losing battle.

Maybe we should go out there,

and let him know
we want him to stay.

Jim-Bob's out there now.
Jim-Bob gets talking

about the Air Corps,
he'll be there all night.

(HORN HONKING)

He took Mike his car horn,
in case he wants to call us.

We'll be able to hear him,
that's for sure.

I took it off my car.

Well, thanks, Jim-Bob, but
I don't think I'm gonna need it.

You think the war will last
till next year, when I'm 18?

-You gonna enlist?
-I'm joining the Air Corps.

I'd be in now, if it weren't
for Mama and Daddy.

Yeah.

Yeah, I felt the same way
about the Merchant Marine.

I was even prepared to die
at sea, I think.

But I never considered
the possibility,

though, that I'd come home
a cripple.

I mean, you either lived or died

or you got a flesh wound,
like in the movies.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Come in.

Mike was just telling me how
he always wanted to go to sea.

How did you get wounded, Mike?

JOHN: Jim-Bob, I think it's time
for you to go to bed.

No, that's alright,
I don't mind talking about it.

I was on a freighter in the
North Atlantic,

we were headed for Iceland.
We had naval forces there

even before Pearl Harbor
was attacked, you know.

And a German sub put
two torpedoes amidships.

I was wounded in the explosions.

Next thing I knew
I was in the water.

I thought my legs
were numb from the cold.

They weren't.

Only eight of us were saved.

And you were one of them, Mike.
There must be a reason.

You've got a lot
to live for, son.

That's what everyone
keeps telling me.

We really hope
you'll stay with us.

Come on, Jim-Bob.

Good night, Mike.
See you tomorrow.

Anything we can do for you
before we turn in, son?

Oh, no, but thanks.

Mary Ellen's got me fixed up
with everything I need

and then some.
And now I've got this.

-Good night.
-Good night.

Sir.

You've all been
really wonderful.

It's not your fault that
I can't make it.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Mike, you up yet?

Yes, Mary Ellen,
all ready to go.

Would you like
a little breakfast?

I guess so.

-Bring it on in.
-Why don't you come and get it?

-What?
-I said, come and get it!

-Somebody should help him.
-Oh, no.

(LAUGHING)

You made it look easy.

MARY ELLEN: You're ready for
your breakfast now.

Mrs. Walton...

Grandma, that's
the best breakfast

I've had since the last time
I was here.

I think you're really special.

I mean, well, you know...

No, I know.

That's what's kept me going
all these years, Mike.

Two best cooks in the world.

Glad you're here, Mike, I might
never have heard that otherwise.

Thanks to Ben,
I'm here.

I don't have to worry
about you wheeling

down the road while I'm at work.

No, not today, Mary Ellen.

I couldn't leave now, after
you've all been so thoughtful.

I'm not saying I could stay
two whole weeks, though.

We'll be disappointed
if you don't.

I'll think about it, okay?

-You plan on writing John-Boy?
-That's a good idea.

Here.

That's an order, fella!
Get to work!

(MARY ELLEN LAUGHS)

Looks like I've got a job.

Don't go too fast
for me now, Grandma.

That needs a wipe, son.

You through over there Mike,
got work in the mill.

Got a list of things you and Ben
keep forgetting

to do around the house.

Daddy's got dibs on him, Mama.

Looks like you have to stay
two weeks, Mike,

just to get
all your chores done.

Looks like it, doesn't it?

Don't you guys
have anything to do?

Well, I was going to help you,
but I can't work that fast.

Ben and me have to deliver
this when it's loaded.

You better get a good rest.

I can help Olivia inside then.

You seem to be pretty handy
with tools.

You learn to do
a lot of things at sea.

Most of our boys are good
at fixing things.

During the hard times, they had
to help Grandpa and John

repair almost everything we had.

And then repair the repairs.

They'll make good husbands
for some lucky girls.

I hope so.

I guess this war
is going to postpone

their settling down for a while.

Is there a girl, Mike?

There was.

She doesn't know where I am.

I'll never forget
what Mary Ellen went through

waiting for news of Curt.

If you love this girl,
you should let her know.

No.

The man she loves
doesn't exist anymore.

He went down with his ship.

Don't you think
she's the one to decide that?

What can I offer her?

What's my life going to be like
from now on?

What you make of it.

I can't give her a child.

You can give her you.

That seems
like a pretty fine gift.

She just might feel the same.

-Maybe I'll write her.
-I hope so.

But not before
you finish doing this,

and a few other little things
that Grandma and I

have got lined up for you.

(DOOR CREAKING)

If I had a motor now,
I could go cross country!

Maybe I could put one
on the undercarriage.

Not now, Jim-Bob, I want
to take John Curtis for a ride.

Elizabeth, you think he'll go?

There's only one way
to find out.

Hi, you want to go
for a nice ride?

Here we go!

MIKE: Whee!

ELIZABETH: Your own bicycle,
John Curtis.

(MIKE LAUGHING)

Our heavenly Father, we thank
you for this food on the table,

and for the labor of those who
provided it,

and for those who prepared it.

I thank you for a week
spent with good friends.

Bless them all. Always. Amen.

ALL: Amen.

OLIVIA: Thank you, Mike.

You're not having second
thoughts

about staying another week?

Stay.

Stay.

Looks like
I don't have any choice.

Well, you can't leave yet,

Ike and me haven't even done
the new song for you.

Come on, Ben,
you want to chase him away?

John Curtis
would be very upset if

Uncle Mike weren't around
for his rides.

I still want you to take an
application over to Mr. Pickett.

We're losing a supervisor
in the shipping department.

You could do that job
easily, Mike.

You did well
at the mill, Mike.

I'm not sure I want you
to work at Pickett's.

Wouldn't get anything done
around here.

Mama hasn't asked me to fix
anything for two or three days.

I appreciate what
you're all trying to do.

You've been very kind
to find things that I can do,

in my own way,
at my own pace.

I can tell you now,

it's faster than
the Pickett plant.

That's why they need you.

You've had to make a lot of
decisions this week.

Don't want to push you into
something you're not sure of.

-Up to him.
-That's right, Ma.

Why don't we all do less talking
around here, and more eating?

-Pass down that cheese.
-BEN: This is good, Mama.

Ben is so nervous tonight
for rehearsal,

I hate to think what he'll be
like for the USO audition.

I get stage fright reciting a
poem in front of my class.

Ike will get him through it.

He was born
backstage in a trunk.

Yeah, but sometimes I think
the lid fell on his head.

(CORABETH CLEARING THROAT)

Ladies and gentlemen,
for their next number,

Godsey and Walton
will do a song and dance number.

A quaint little ditty called
In The Mood.[I]

(PIANO PLAYING)

(SINGING) Sister
What-ya-call-'em
What you doin' tonight?

Hope you're in the mood
because I'm feeling just right

How about a corner
with a table for two?

Where the music's mellow
in some gay rendezvous

There's no chance romancin'
with a blue attitude

You've got to do some dancin'
to get in the mood

In the mood, that's it,
I've got it

In the mood,
your ear will spot it

In the mood, oh, what a hot hit

Be alive and get the jive
You've got to learn now

Sister What-ya-call-'em
That's a timely idea

Something swing-a-dilla
would be good to my ear

Everybody must agree
the dancin' has charms

When you got the certain one
you love in your arms

Steppin' out with you
will be a sweet interlude

A builder-up with that
will put me in the mood

You alright, Mike?

(SIGHS)

I'm sorry, Erin.

I didn't mean to walk out
on Ike and Ben like that.

I didn't mean that either.
"Walk out."

They'll understand.

You know, when John-Boy
and I were in college

we did a routine just like that
for a student talent show.

We didn't win first prize
either, I can tell you.

Mike, you were doing
a job for them,

for all of us,
when you got hurt.

So, now maybe you should
let them dance for you.

Let others
who couldn't do what you did

help you out in other ways.

(PIANO PLAYING)

You don't mind
touching me, Erin?

Should I?

(PIANO PLAYING)

Darned if I know.

Come on, let's get me back
inside before they finish.

In the mood

In the mood

In the mood

We're muggin'

We're huggin'

We're muggin' and we're huggin'
And we're in the mood now

It sure doesn't look to me
like this place

is fixed up
for people in wheelchairs.

No reason it can't be.

Come on, men, let's get this
truck loaded.

You're wasting time here!
Don't you know there's a war on?

Why, howdy, Jason!

Hi, J.D.

How you doing?

You finally decided
to come work for me, huh?

Oh, not yet, J.D.

I'd like you to meet a friend of
mine. J.D., this is Mike Paxton.

Pleased to meet you.

We already met at
the Naval Hospital in Richmond.

I just got out of there.

I believe I do remember, yes.

Of course I'm proud
of all our service men,

but especially you boys who've
suffered in this terrible war.

I remember you saying that
if any of us needed anything,

we should just come to you.

Well, just name it, son.

We're waiting for Erin.

She's processing my application
through personnel.

I'm applying
for a job, Mr. Pickett.

Oh, I'm afraid
there's been some mistake.

We don't have any positions
open just now.

J.D., I've been looking for you.

I have Mike's approved
application here.

I was just telling Mr. Paxton

that we, unfortunately, have
no positions available just now.

But we're losing a supervisor
in the shipping department, J.D.

Mike has all the necessary
qualifications,

and he's a good, steady man.

Our whole family
will vouch for that.

Well, it just wouldn't work,
that's all! Not in a wheelchair.

Why, you couldn't even get
in the place.

There's a ramp out in back.

My insurance wouldn't cover it,
Erin, you should know that.

I couldn't guarantee your safety

in an accident
or fire, Mr. Paxton.

There are stairs
all over the building.

Not in the shipping room.

I thought you were interested
in helping wounded veterans.

Well, I am, I am.

But as they say,
business is business.

Now, look, son,
you've done your part.

Why don't you go on home
and let us do ours?

We're all proud
of you for trying.

You're not even giving
me a chance to try.

At least let me show you.

Alright, son, then you listen.

On the day you can drive
up here in a car, get out of it,

and walk up here to these steps,

go on up
to the office door here,

turn and walk up these steps,

well, then I'll be ready
to talk to you about a job.

I'm a busy man. Bye, Jason.

Erin, we've got work to do.

Come on, now,
let's get it moving here!

I'm sorry, Mike,
I had no idea.

It's about what I expected.

I've got to go.

Thanks anyway, Erin.

Leave it to J.D.
to do something like this.

I think when he sees "USA,"

the middle letter
is a dollar sign.

Didn't eat much dinner, Mike.

I guess I lost my appetite.

I wish I could tell you

what happened
at Pickett's this morning

didn't mean much, but I know
it hit you awful hard.

I just don't know
if all the struggle is worth it.

I could just go on
to some veterans hospital

and let them take care of me.

You know, during the Depression,

we had some pretty hard times
around here.

I didn't know if I could
keep the family together.

But we kept working at it
and somehow we got through.

Point is, you have to keep
working at it.

Yeah, but you had
a family to work for.

What makes you think
you haven't?

Sure could use a good hand
at the mill this afternoon.

Hey, Mike, guess what?

Jason just called to tell me
the USO officers

are going to be coming
to audition Ike and me tonight!

Hey, that's great.
You guys will do just fine.

I don't know, I'm already
getting the butterflies.

I'd really like you there
for luck tonight.

We can really use you.
How about coming?

Oh, well, no, you don't need me.

The heck I don't.

John-Boy, he'd always be there
if I needed him,

whether it was for school
or any other problems I had.

I mean, a big brother is...

It would mean a lot to me
if you're there tonight.

Okay, Ben, if you say so.

Thanks, Mike, I appreciate it.

(IKE WHISTLING)

Where's my cane?
Oh, no, I forgot my cane.

Take it easy, Ben, it's right
there on the pool table.

Oh, boy, Ike,
I don't think I can do it.

Sure you will. As soon as
you see those bright lights

you'll come on like gangbusters!

Oh, Mr. Godsey,
you really are a trouper!

Those officers from the USO
are out there,

they're ready
for the audition. All set?

When you say the word,
we'll knock them dead!

Okay, Corabeth,
you do the intro.

Break a leg, guys.

Break a leg?
What's he talking about?

That's show business talk
for good luck.

Let's go, partner.

Yeah.

Forget it, Ben. Corabeth,
lead on!

Oh, dear, I do hope
everything goes alright.

Now, Benjamin, breathe deeply.

And follow me.

(HUMMING)

Ladies and gentlemen,

Walton's Mountain,
the garden spot of Virginia,

is pleased to present

the new team
of Godsey and Walton.

(PIANO PLAYING)

Or otherwise known
as Ike and Ben!

(PIANO PLAYING)

(CLEARING THROAT)

Gentlemen, we...

We seem to have some slight
technical difficulty backstage.

I'm sure it will be soon
corrected if you'll just relax.

We'll have it fixed
in just a moment.

In the meantime,
vamp till ready, maestro!

Ike.

Ike, you've got to listen to me.

Those guys out there,
they're just like any of us.

One of them is from Centerville,
the other's from Big Springs.

Population of both is under 100.

Yeah?

Yeah, they're small-town guys,
just like us.

Alright, you guys get out there
and knock 'em dead.

Hit it, Jason.

(SINGING) I'll never say "never
again" again[I]

'Cause here I am in love again

Head over heels
in love again with you

I'll never say
"never kiss you" again

'Cause here
I'm kissing you again

That's just the thing
I said I'd never do

I walked away and said goodbye

I was hasty, wasn't I?

I missed you so,
I thought I'd die

But it's all over now
Throw my hat in the sky

Never say "never again" again

'Cause here I am in love again

Head over heels
in love again with the same

sweet you

(LAUGHING)

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Come in.

You know
that second piece of cake

Grandma said you couldn't have?

She found out what you did
for Ben and Ike,

now she wants you to have it.

Oh, great!

Grandma's something special,
isn't she?

Grandpa always said she had an
eye for handsome men like him.

Speaking of something special,
I haven't seen this before.

Just a girl I used to know.

She doesn't know where I am,
so I decided to write.

I'm sure she'll be
glad to hear from you.

We'll see.

At least now
I'm not afraid to find out.

Mike, I still don't believe you

can climb the stairs over
at Pickett's. Come on, show me!

What if I could climb 'em?

I still could never
drive a car there.

You're doing just fine.
How do the braces feel?

Heavy as the dickens!

Well, you seem to be doing
pretty good on those crutches.

Yeah, they're not bad

for hitting loudmouth nurses
with, too.

You've got to catch me first.

(MARY ELLEN LAUGHING)

Ike and Jim-Bob have been
up to something. Come on.

Hi, Mary Ellen. Hello, Mike!

Hey, Mike, Jim-Bob has got
a great surprise for you.

-Show him.
-I just got the idea.

Ike got the materials
to make it work.

I can't thank you enough for
what you did last night.

Oh, come on, Ike,
you could've done it.

I don't know, not without you,
I don't think. Go on, show him!

You ever seen pictures
of that convertible

that President Roosevelt drives?

He can operate
everything by hand.

Now my car works that way.

It's already got
a handbrake on it.

Pull this lever here
to push down the clutch,

put her into gear,
use the hand throttle

on the steering post, let
the clutch out, and away you go.

I told you,
he's a bona fide genius.

I didn't believe him when
he told me, but here it is.

All you gotta do is drive
to the Pickett plant,

and then you can get yourself
a store-bought rig.

Come on, Mike, give it a try.

Grandma says, "Try,

"and do."

(HONKING)

(HONKING)

(CAR DOOR CLOSING)

Now, son, I never dreamed
you'd take me up on this.

I came for that job
we talked about, Mr. Pickett.

I told you, I can't hire you.

ERIN: But he drove here
in a car.

Alright, he did that,
but climbing up a few steps

don't prove nothing.

It did the other day, J.D.,
and you're the one that said it.

Well, nobody's gonna force me
to hire an invalid.

I think Mike came to see
how good your word is.

I think folks around here might
be interested in that, too.

It wouldn't cost much
to put ramps here, J.D.

Mike's a good, steady,
dependable worker.

He's proven it to us.

Ah, look, son, I'll give you
a letter of recommendation,

the best I know how to write.

I don't want a letter,
I came for a job.

-Come on, Mike, you can do it.
-We're with you, Mike.

(ALL CHATTERING)

Congratulations, Mike.

We're real proud of you.

BEN: When does he begin?

JOHN-BOY: Mike Paxton,
and thousands

of other handicapped Americans,
proved their skill

and reliability
in defense industries

throughout the nation
during those war years.

For my family,
the reunion with Mike

was an inspiration
in a time of doubt and fear.

For Godsey and Walton,
it was the first

of many appearances
at hospitals,

camp shows
and war bond rallies,

until Ben eventually
went into the service.

ELIZABETH: Seems funny
not to have Mike here.

ERIN: It's easier
to live closer to the plant.

ELIZABETH: Did he get jobs
for his ward friends?

ERIN: Best workers we've got,
and they all live with Mike.

ELIZABETH: I don't care.
I miss him and that crazy horn.

(HORN BLARING)

JIM-BOB: I just happen to be
polishing it.

BEN: Turn out the lights,
will you?

ALL: Good night, Jim-Bob!

(HORN HONKING)