All language subtitles for The.Waltons.S08E05.The.Innocents.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[brakes squealing]

Didn't I warn you monkeys
about running out in the road?

What's the matter with you two?

- I nearly ran over them.
- They ran right in front.

- Where are their mothers?
- At the defense plant.

Pickett's put on
a lot of women there.

J.D., those are not
stray dogs. They're children.

You gotta do
something to help them.

From what I hear this is
happening to defense plants

all over the country.

I dunno what's happening
in the rest of the country.

But I'm won't let it happen
right under my nose.

I've just opened
a day nursery.

You sure you
wanna do this?

The perfect job for me.
And I'm certainly well trained.

It'll be like having
a whole new family.

(all together)
E, F, G.

- Where's Allen?
- He went that way.

Don't let any
of the others run off.

I'll come by and see you
whenever I can.

- Alright, Anna Mae?
- Goodbye, ma'am.

Give me a kiss.

It's a real shame.

Never thought I'd see the day
when I thought I'd be turning

children away from my door.

[melancholic music]

["The Waltons' Theme"
by Jerry Goldsmith]

[music continues]

[pleasant music]

(John-Boy)
Although we were thousands
of miles from the bombs

of World War II.

Everyday there were reminders
that the tranquility

of our lives
had been shattered.

As the fighting
continued, my mother

became increasingly restless.

She yearned to be active,
to make some contribution

that would bring peace
again to the world.

(Mary Ellen)
'I bet you're gonna
have a girl, Cindy.'

What makes you say that?

Because Ben really
wants it to be a boy.

For a nurse, that's
not very scientific.

- You ready, Cindy?
- Just about.

Where're you two going?

Rockfish, to get some baby
clothes. You wanna come?

No, thanks.
I'll finish it, Cindy.

Oh, thanks.

Cindy, what do you
think you're doing?

Isn't it obvious?

Let everyone else
do the lifting.

Momma, will you please
remind Cindy to not overdo.

Cindy knows she only has to do
as much work as she feels up to.

I played baseball
during my pregnancy.

But Cindy's a lot more
delicate than you are.

- Thanks.
- 'I'm not gonna break, Ben.'

(Ben)
'Alright, just don't forget
your morning nap, okay?'

I'll take one if I feel like one
after I get back from Rockfish.

Rockfish? I don't think it's a
very good idea for you to be

running around this county.

(Cindy)
'Ben!'

Okay. Go.

But, just be careful, okay?

[sighs]

Momma, I'm counting on you
to make Cindy sensible.

I'll take a minute,
I left my purse up

in Mary Ellen's room,
I'll run up and get it.

You're not running anywhere.
I'll get it.

Ben, would you tell
Elizabeth to hurry up?

I promised I'd drop
her off at Ike's.

(Ben)
'Okay, mom.'

That man, he's gonna drive me
crazy before this is all over.

John used to be like that
when I was expecting.

He calmed down somewhere around
the time Elizabeth was born.

Well, I think
I'll just have one.

I don't think I could
go through it again.

Elizabeth?

[instrumental music]

Didn't I warn you monkeys
about running out in the road?

What's the matter with you two?

- I nearly ran over them.
- They ran right in front.

This is exactly
what I was afraid of.

They've been around
the store all morning.

Where are their mothers?

At the defense plant. Pickett's
put on a lot of women there.

'You go back to the plant.'

'You've worn out
your welcome here.'

What's there for them
to do at the plant?

Well, nothing.

But at least I won't feel
responsible for them.

You two wanna get in the car?
We're going past there.

We'll give you a lift.

Are you alright?
That was quite a jolt.

I'm fine.
Just don't tell Ben, okay?

My lips are sealed.

- Bye-bye, mama.
- Bye Elizabeth.

Bye-bye, Ike.

How's this one, Elizabeth?

Oh, Mr. Godsey.

What...do you think?

Well, it looks nice but isn't it
a little dressy for the store?

Doesn't it remind
you of something?

Uh...you want me to order fruit.

What?

Well, you're wearing fruit,
they're cherries and I thought

that you want me to..

Mr. Godsey.

I had this on, on a very
romantic occasion in our lives.

One that happened this
very same time of year.

I give up.

This is the dress I had on the
night you asked me to marry you.

Oh, yeah.

Well, I thought since our
anniversary is coming up shortly

that perhaps we could
recreate that romantic occasion

by swaying to the music
of Begin the Beguine.

'Corabeth, now, you don't
remember that I couldn't'

do them dances then
and I can't do them now.

All I can do is that
huffing that I do with Ben.

Well, perhaps, we might have
a romantic candlelight dinner.

Hey, that's a good idea.

We could do it some night when
I'm having a blackout drill.

Which reminds me, I'm late for a
Civil Defense meeting right now.

Tata. Bye kids.

- That man is utterly hopeless.
- What's wrong, mama?

I've done everything possible
to recreate our

affaire la coeur.

He refuses to take the hint.

- Which anniversary is it?
- Our fifth.

I had hoped that we
would do something romantic.

Do you know what did last year?

What?

We went to the movies in
Rockfish. Abbott and Costello.

Mr. Godsey slept
all the way through it.

- Is your papa romantic?
- Oh, very.

I wonder if he can
give my papa a push.

- Why don't we?
- How?

We could make Corabeth
an anniversary dinner

with music and candlelight
and dancing.

- You heard him. He can't dance.
- Well, we could teach him.

I don't know.

(Elwin)
'Thanks, lady.
Come on, Rob.'

Hi. What's your name?

Anna Mae.

(Cindy)
'Olivia?'

It's a baby.

The name's Barbara.
She's my little sister.

She's very sweet but she's much
too young to be left in a car.

Is your mama in there?

She comes out to see
us on her lunch hour.

- I'm gonna go talk to Aaron.
- Well, what about her?

You keep an eye on her.

- But about all the other kids?
- Keep an eye on them too.

What if the boys start a fight
and she starts to cry?

You stop the fight
and wrap the baby.

It'll be a good
experience for you.

Hi mama, have you come
to apply for a job?

No, I just came to drop off
two little boys

I almost ran into at Ike's.

What are all those children
doing in the parking lot?

Their mamas don't have
anywhere to take them.

I've been scheduling breaks
so they can go out

and check on 'em
every once in a while but--

Erin, where are those
requisition forms?

Howdy, Olivia. Come to see
how your little girl is doing?

I'm more concerned
about the girls and boys

running loose outside.

Yeah, they concern me too.
Such a nuisance.

Do you intend to do
anything about them?

Well, it's not my business.
I got a factory to run.

J.D., those are not
stray dogs. They're children.

There's a little baby being
taken care of by an 8 year old.

Now, you gotta do
something to help them.

Why I am! I'm letting them
make free with my parking lot.

Can't you find a room that's
somewhere here for them to play?

Be sensible, Olivia, there's not
a square inch that I don't need.

How about rearranging
some of the storage areas?

This is happening to defense
plants all over the country.

Don't know what makes you think
it oughta be any different here.

I don't know about
the rest of the country

but I'm not gonna let it
happen right under my nose.

And if you're not gonna do
something about it, I will.

Go ahead, I got a war to win.
My job's to beat Hitler.

Not to babysit.

Your mother's gotta be about the
stubbornest woman I ever met.

- I know. Isn't she wonderful?
- Give me that folder.

Thank you.

(Elizabeth)
'"How to dance like
Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers'

'even if you have
two left feet."'

- Does Ike have two left feet?
- Mm-hmm. Metaphorically, yes.

Well, if you look right here,
you've got little footprints

showing you where to put
your feet in the step.

All we have to do is transfer
them onto the butcher paper.

Did you remember
Ike's shoes?

[laughing]

Ah, good.

What in the world
are you two girls up to?

Oh, we're gonna teach
my papa how to dance.

He has two
metaphorical left feet.

It's just a surprise
for my mama on her anniversary.

Sort of a crash course.

I don't know. It sounds
kind of fishy to me.

You know, I've never put much
stock in these magazine articles

that promise miracles.

Well, don't you think
that I could do it?

Well, I never knew anybody who
learnt to dance from a magazine.

All Ike needs
is a good partner.

We don't have
anyone like that.

Oh, yes, you do.

I was the queen
of the Blue Moon ballroom.

Well, could you
teach Ike how to dance?

Well, a couple of lessons
from me and Corabeth will

be calling him twinkle toes.

But what about
romantic type dances?

Oh. The Samba?

Or better yet, The Tango?

[both laughing]

Oh, these Latin rhythms,
I tell you, they really

bring out the best in a man.

Or a woman!

[chuckling]

Great! When can you start?

[machine grinding]

Can you pick it up, Jim Bob?
You're dragging!

Why don't you slow down
a bit? I am getting tired.

- Hi, mom.
- Hi, mama.

Hey, Liv. That was
a quick trip to Rockfish.

We didn't go to Rockfish,
I got me a job instead.

I thought we
talked about that.

I feel it's time I did
something for the war effort.

I'm not having you wearing your
self out for some assembly line.

You sure are quick
to jump to conclusions.

Why don't you come outside
and see what I've been doing?

Alright.

- I just opened a day nursery.
- Liv.

Their mothers work
at Pickett's.

They needed someone
to look after the children.

They know you brought
them here or you steal 'em?

Aaron and I
talked to the mothers.

[kids chattering]

You sure you
want to do this?

It's a perfect job for me
and I'm certainly well trained.

It'll be like having
a whole new family.

[car honking]

(John)
'I don't remember
ours being so young.'

- They're so loud.
- Isn't it exciting?

[pleasant music]

I can't tell you
how much I appreciate this.

It worried me, leaving Anna
Mae outside the factory all day.

She's kinda young
to be on her own.

I just didn't know
what else to do.

I had a baby-tender at first
but her husband got drafted.

She followed him up north.

And I tried the neighbors
but they're all moving away

getting defense
jobs in the cities.

The war has turned
all our lives around.

- Where's Anna Mae's daddy?
- He's in the navy.

On a destroyer somewhere.

But Anna Mae and I, we get along
fine on his allotment checks.

Just our land's
been mortgaged, and, well..

'...I kept falling
behind on the payments.'

If I don't work
we lose everything.

Excepting for Anna Mae,
I don't mind doing war work.

Makes me feel
close to her daddy.

Is there anything special
I should know about her?

Well, I guess you
sort of noticed she's

rather fond of that blanket.

My son John-boy used
to carry a blanket around

until it was nothing
more than a sliver.

He even had a name for it.

Anna Mae doesn't have
a name for her blanket.

But she loves it anyway.

[instrumental music]

Morning.

'You looking for someone?'

You looking
for Mrs. Walton?

The lady's going
to take care of you?

She's downstairs.

Don't you speak?

Is this the bathroom?

No. Bathroom's down
the hall to your right.

This is your right.

Come on, I'll show you.

I guess I better
be going to work now.

Anna Mae?

Anna Mae, come and kiss
your mama goodbye.

Looks like she's
sort of wandered off.

She has to do some exploring
before she's comfortable here.

And I don't want you
worrying about a thing.

- We'll get along just fine.
- Thank you.

If you have any questions,
you'll call me at the plant.

- Sure.
- My shift gets off around four.

How long have
you two been here?

Hours and hours ago.

Sounds like you're
about ready for a nap.

Well, maybe not that long.

Come on, let's go in the house.

Mama, look what I've got?

Hi Charlie,
you've come to play?

Their mama just dropped
them off by the mill.

You sure you know
what you've gotten into?

Sure.

- In that case, here.
- What's this?

Clean diapers. I think
you're gonna need them.

- Sooner than you think.
- Come here, sweetheart.

Whoops!

Yes, yes!

Rob, you know another tune?

Serena, would you ask grandma
to come down here

and take the baby?

I wish you would've
gotten more girls.

And not so many boys.
Boys are such roughnecks!

That's enough.

Young man.

The concert is over.

Daddy, somebody's
locked in the bathroom.

Oh, we got Barbara
and Charlie and Ellen and Rob.

It's gotta be Anna Mae.

Any chance of
getting her out of there?

She wouldn't say anything
but there's part of a blanket

sticking out
from under the door.

- It's definitely Anna Mae.
- Get the ladder.

We'll have to go in
through the window.

Just like the good old days.

This is the part of the old
days that wasn't so good.

"Please don't take my baby,"
she begged him.

"Then guess my name,"
he said.

(Olivia)
'"Is it, um, Willoughby Parker?"
she said.'

'"No, he said."'

'"Is it, uh,
Lucas Little finger?"'

'"No."'

"Is it, uh...Rumplestiltskin?"

And the little man was so angry
that she guessed his name

'that he stamped so hard he
went right through the ground'

and nobody ever saw him again.

And everybody lived
happily ever after.

[applause]

Don't you know
any stories about submarines?

No, but I'll see
if I can find you one.

Here, part of your
audience is missing.

John says he doesn't need any
more help over at the mill.

Next time he has to go to the
bathroom, Ellen, looks like I'm

gonna have to come with you.

[chuckling]

How's the babysitting
business coming?

Oh, absolutely wonderful.
Wish I had her knack.

You have to learn
for your own survival.

Well, what brings you two here?

Well, papa promised
to learn how to dance.

Are we opening
a dancing school too?

Rose has promised
to teach me to dance.

- I hope I don't break her toes.
- Good luck.

Aunt Olivia, aren't you
gonna tell us another story?

No. It's Cindy's turn now.

But I don't know
any children stories.

(Olivia)
'Make something up.'

Okay. Now, there was
this old man, okay?

- 'And there was a little girl.'
- Won't you come join us?

We're gonna be playing
games in a minute.

I'm waiting for Barbara
to wake up from her nap.

I ain't supposed to put
her out of my sight.

It's good of you to take
responsibility that way

but I think
you can ease up now.

There are plenty of grownups
around to look after her.

I'll wait here
until she wakes up.

- How old are you, Charlie?
- Eight.

Eight.

Taking care of a baby is a lot
of work for an eight year old.

My grandma tended us both but
she got laid up with pneumonia

in the spring
and now I gotta do it.

Your mama and daddy
must be very proud of you.

I don't know if my dad's
proud of me or not.

He's out fighting in the war.

[applause]

Okay.

Okay, now, guys, this
game's called concentration.

Okay, it goes like this.

You sure you don't
want to join us?

Sounds like they're
having a good time.

You go on.

I used to have
a little boy like you once.

Took care of his
brothers and sisters.

Took his chores and his
school very seriously.

And when he'd finish, he'd
go to his room and write

everything down in a notebook.

Finally, his daddy
and I started worrying.

It seemed like he'd
forgotten how to play.

So you know what we did?

- We kidnapped him.
- You did?

Mm-hmm. We took him up to the
mountain with a fishing pole

and we told him he couldn't come
out until he caught his limit.

Charlie...there's only one time
when you can be a little boy

and that's right now.

You could be
of much help to your mama

if you played a little.

Don't worry about your sister.

There's plenty of folks
to take care of her.

Now am I gonna
have to kidnap you too?

No, ma'am.

Your little boy
catch any fish that day?

He caught two rainbow trout
and a case of poison ivy.

- Where is he now?
- We don't know, Charlie.

He's in the war somewhere
just like your daddy.

This old man was a brilliant
man. He was a beautiful prince.

And when she grew up
she became his queen.

Don't you think that's sweet.

Rose, if this is too much bother

I mean, you feel free
to call it off, okay?

Ike, think how happy
it's gonna make Corabeth.

Yeah, but, hey, I could
buy Corabeth a great big box

of chocolate covered
cherries, huh?

But, papa, you promised!

Ike, if music is
the language of love

then dance is the
exclamation point.

[both laughing]

[sneezes]

Well, what's the matter, are
you allergic to dancing lessons?

I don't know. I just got a whiff
of that fancy perfume of yours.

Well, it's called
Amour amour.

[both laughing]

Ike, we'll start with the most
romantic dance of all, the Tango

And the rhythm is thus, slow,
slow, quick, quick, slow.

And the feet go like this.

[tango music]

Slow. Slow.
Quick. Quick. Slow.

Slow. Slow.
Quick. Quick. Slow.

- Got it?
- That looks simple enough.

Aren't you supposed to have
a rose between your teeth?

That's only
for advanced students.

Alright, Ike, here we go.

- Alright?
- Yeah.

- Left foot first.
- Yeah.

- That's this one. Alright.
- Slow.

Wait, I didn't get
the whole left foot.

- Just take it easy.
- Alright.

Okay, here we go.

Slow, slow.
Quick, quick, slow.

Come on now, Ike,
you can do it.

Slow, slow.

Quick, quick, slow.

Hey! That's-that's not so bad.

Well, you're doing just fine.
Let's try a variation now.

- Variation?
- Oh yes, it's a weaving motion.

Now watch me.

Slow, slow.

Quick, quick, slow.

What's that called?

Well, it's still the tango
but I call it the butterfly.

[both laughing]

- Alright, let's go.
- Yeah.

Slow, slow.

Quick, quick, slow.

I'm a butterfly.
What are we gonna do now?

Well, Ike, you've got to watch
your shoulders in this.

- Alright.
- Very important. Alright now.

Slow, slow.

Quick, quick, slow.

We got whirling and
coming out of my cocoon.

- I'm much obliged, Swanson.
- No problem.

J.D. was in an awful
hurry to get this lumber.

Got any idea
what he wanted it for?

He told me he was turning the
building here to storage rooms.

A strange place for storage.

Yeah, J.D.'s got
some peculiar ideas.

If you're a boss you can
get away with that, huh?

Yeah, uh, Mr. Walton..

I hear your wife's looking
after the worker's children.

That's right.

I'd appreciate if you
take my little girl with you.

My wife's a nurse
at the V.A. hospital

so Bernice has been
coming here with me.

- Oh, I don't know--
- 'Bernice..'

Come out here now
and meet this nice man.

This is Mr. Walton.

(Bernice)
'Are you the man
I'm going with?'

I did kind of mention to her
that maybe you'd take her in.

I guess one more
won't make any difference.

- Thank you, Mr. Walton.
- Alright.

Come on, little lady.

You can call me Bernice.

I can read and write
and do my multiplication tables

up to the sevens.

And I'm only eight years old.

- How old are you?
- I'm too old.

You be good.

Goodbye.

Okay, you can do
multiplication till when? Seven?

- Yeah.
- How much is seven times six.

- Forty two.
- Hey! That's right!

[Ike groaning]

What is it?

- Are you in pain?
- Yes. Right across here.

- Your sacroiliac?
- Yeah.

Whatever from?

Yesterday I was moving about a
little bit more than I'm used to

and I-I must be out of
condition, I guess.

I think I'll go take
a hot bath and relax.

[Ike groaning]

How odd.

Perfume.

Cheap French perfume.

H, I, J, K, L, M, N.

I got all the way to N.
I'm the best.

Not everyone's
had their turn yet.

- Elwin, how about you?
- I don't want to.

Jumping rope is for girls.

Well, the girls
played marbles with you.

Aunt Olivia, why don't you
take a turn?

Oh, goodness. I haven't
jumped rope for a hundred years.

- Come on, Olivia. Try it.
- Come on, Aunt Olivia.

(all)
Come on, come on,
Aunt Olivia.

Alright, I'll have
a try at it.

(Olivia)
'Ready?'

[Olivia laughing]

Faster!

Apple, jelly, my jam tart.

(Cindy)
'Tell me the name
of your sweetheart.'

A, B, C, D, E, F, G.

Looks like we're gonna
have to find you a boyfriend

with a name that starts with G.

[machine grinding]

- Where's Elwin?
- He went that way.

Don't let any
of the others run off.

Okay, come on, Anna Mae.
You ready?

- A.
- I wasn't ready.

Alright, c'mon.

Is he alright?

I thought I told you
to stay out of the mill.

It's my fault. I took my eyes
off him for 30 seconds.

I wasn't doing anything.

You know you could've
cut yourself real bad?

Ben, will you
take him back to Cindy?

Sure, mama. Come on.

Liv, I don't know if this
is gonna work out.

It's just too dangerous.

We've raised seven
of our own here.

Ours understand about machinery,
Liv. They grew up with it.

These kids don't know
anything about it.

It's too risky.

Somebody's gonna
get hurt real bad.

I don't want that either but I
just can't stand the thought of

sending them back
to that parking lot.

We may have to.

I understand, reverend,
It wouldn't have been

the best place for
the children to play anyway.

It's just that I'm desperate.

If you can think of anything,
will you let me know? Thank you.

Any luck?

They're renovating the school
from top to bottom.

It's gonna take another month.

Did you try
the old Bonner cabin?

It's there. It's empty
but the roof caved in.

- 'How about you?'
- Nothing in Rockfish.

Between the Army camp
and the defense plant

every room, storefront
and public building is full up.

- How about the church?
- Meetings all the time.

Red Cross, Gold Star Mothers,
volunteer services.

What with Ike's Civil Defense
work in the canteen

Godsey's Hall is being used
most of the time.

I don't know which way to turn.

You can't say you didn't try.
Something's gonna turn up.

I know it wasn't much,
but at least

I felt like I was doing
something useful.

C'mon, honey.
Let's go to bed.

You're gonna wear out
that glass, mama.

I may not be able
to operate a nursery

for children, but I sure
can clean windows.

I'm sorry it didn't
work out for you.

- How sorry?
- I'm very sorry.

Then you'll feel better
giving me a hand.

How about brushing up
that screen?

Okay.

It was real good that Cindy
worked with all those kids.

Especially with the baby.

Reminded me of how
you used to be with us

which was real patient,
you didn't yell at us.

Seems to me, I used to holler
at you on occasion.

Like when?

Like when you
climbed down that rope

into that well
we used to have.

Why would I do something
like that?

You said you were trying
to get to China.

- Well, that makes sense.
- You scared me to death.

- Did you spank me?
- I should have.

But, no, I hugged you to pieces
and smothered you with kisses.

I still feel like
doing that from time to time.

Why don't we finish
that window, okay?

The canteen
will be closed tomorrow

so we can have
the anniversary dinner there.

We can work on it all afternoon,
and mama will never know.

What kind of romantic foods
we're going to make?

French haute cuisine.

I learned all about it
in my cooking class.

- We'll start with escargot.
- Escargot? What's that?

- Snails.
- You gotta be kidding.

No, really.
Snails are really chic food.

I hope Ike and Corabeth
know that.

The French eat them
all the time.

Well, Ike and Corabeth
aren't French.

Yes, but mama's a gourmet.

Are you going to bring
the records?

Sure. It'll be a night
made for love.

Yes, and mama and papa
will dance.

I can see it now.

Corabeth, my sweet,
may I please have

the pleasure of this dance?

Of course, Mr. Godsey.

You dance divinely,
Mr. Godsey.

Oh, Corabeth, my sweet

you dance and you look
like an angel.

[exclaiming]

[bell ringing]

What is going on?

Oh, we were just
practicing our dancing.

Ah.

Well, if that is to be
one of your heart's desires

you had better make sure
that whoever your partner

is in life, also appreciates
the art of Terpsichore.

Yes, mama.

What is it?

The two of you
are positively giddy.

Well, I think it's just
a phase we're going through.

(Aimee)
'Can we go now, mama?'

Very well, but please,
if you wish in the future

to appear graceful,
do not giggle.

[both giggling]

It is most unladylike.

[giggling continues]

[bell ringing]

[Ike whistling]

Mr. Godsey, that
is an interesting tune.

What?

The tune that
you've been whistling so gaily.

It is from the opera, Carmen.

A tale of mystery,
passion and intrigue.

Ha-ha, I didn't even know
I was whistling.

- Where are you going?
- I've some errands I gotta run.

Mr. Godsey, you've gone on an
errand every day this week.

Corabeth, I gotta go.

(John)
'Ike.'

Hi, John. Corabeth
will take care of you.

Corabeth, what's the matter?

- John, I'm so distressed.
- What happened?

I strongly suspect
that Mr. Godsey

is keeping company
with another woman.

Corabeth, where did you ever
get that idea?

Well, he makes some
feeble excuse every morning

to go on an errand.

'And then, when he comes back'

'he's whistling
some provocative tune.'

And he always reeks of perfume.
Strong, French, cheap perfume.

Corabeth, I think
you're getting yourself

all worked up over nothing.

Is this my imagination?

I found it among his things.

Who is she, John?

As a matter of fact,
there is another woman, but--

Is she attractive?

It has nothing
to do with love, Corabeth.

- Trust me.
- Trust you?

I doubt that I'll ever be able
to trust another man again.

Now, what do you want?

Hi, John.

How do I look?

You look like
Rudolph Valentino.

- All you need is a camel.
- Ha ha.

- Wanna try it, John?
- No, thank you.

I'll just sit this one out.

There's something
you two should know.

What's that?

Corabeth thinks
Ike's seeing another woman.

[Ike exclaiming]

Now, whatever would
give her a crazy idea like that?

Among other things, she found
one of Rose's handkerchiefs.

Did it have morning glories
all over it?

As I recall, it did.

Oh, I've been looking
everywhere for that hanky.

It was given to me
by an old beau.

He was wild about me
and he is a wonderful dancer.

Oh, how he could dip!

- Is Corabeth really jealous?
- Good and jealous.

Mr. Perkins
from Howardsville, Virginia.

Who would've
ever thought of that?

Corabeth jealous.

(Rose)
'A traveling man.'

He sold neckties
and patent leather shoes.

Well, that is just too much.
Corabeth jealous.

Well, now, maybe we ought
to stop the dancing lessons.

Oh, nothing doing.

That will make the surprise
tomorrow all the better.

Well, it'll give me an extra day
to be a femme fatale.

That's what Mr. Perkins
always called me.

Who's Mr. Perkins?

[upbeat music]

Dance, Ike.
Your superb.

Mama, I called you
the minute I found out.

- Where's J.D. now?
- He's inside.

They just brought the bar in.

Thanks for
letting me know, Erin.

You better get back to work.
I'll handle J.D. Pickett.

- I sure would like to see this.
- You better not.

You might find out
that your mama's

less of a lady
than you think.

Howdy, Olivia.

J.D., three days ago
you assured me

you had no space
for the children.

- True then, true now.
- What about this room?

Well, this is a tavern,
not an oversized playpen.

After all, my workers need
a place to unwind.

You're making it sound
like charity.

All you're doing
is taking back

the hard-earned money
you pay them.

Now, now, Olivia,
don't you think

you should spend more time
looking after your own brood

and less time
worrying about my business?

Those children are
everybody's business.

They deserve our help.
Yours and mine.

Deserve?

Now you're overreacting
just like a woman.

'This is my land
to do with as I please'

and you've no legal rights
to object.

How about moral rights?

Look, Olivia,
if you want to play

goody-two-shoes
to those kids, fine.

But don't expect me
to do the same.

I'm doing what I want
with this building.

Now, if you'd care
to come back in a few days

I'd be honored if you'd
join me in a free beer.

J.D., I just might be
sorely tempted

to pour it down your neck!

[knock on door]

Good morning, Mrs. Kass.
Didn't you get my message?

Oh, I'm sorry to hear
about the day nursery.

I came by to see if it was
something Anna Mae did.

No, of course not.
It just couldn't be helped.

If it's money,
I could pay you a few dollars.

(Olivia)
'No, it's not the money.'

It's just that my husband
runs a business here.

There's lots of equipment in and
out all day dangerous machinery.

We couldn't take a chance

that one of the children
might be hurt.

(Kass)
Anna Mae was real happy here.

She doesn't like having
to go back to the parking lot.

I don't like to think of her
having to go back there.

I'll come by and see you when
I can alright, Anna Mae?

- Goodbye, ma'am.
- Give me a kiss.

It's a real shame.

I never thought
I'd see the day when

I'd be turning children away
from my door.

Liv, I just can't take
the chance

of a serious accident
happening.

I know.

But it doesn't ease my heart
when I have to tell the parents.

(Aimee)
How's that?

No, it's way too tall.

They won't be able to gaze
into each other's eyes.

Alright. I'll put it
over here.

We've done just about
everything.

It just doesn't
look that romantic.

With the candlelight and music,
it'll be very romantic.

I got the champagne.

Oh, I knew you could do it.
Close the door.

I couldn't have done it
without the help

of a certain
United States Army corporal.

I had to get him out of guard
duty for a whole week.

Jason, you're a real pal.

Yeah, this looks real nice.

Wouldn't mind bringing
a girl here myself sometime.

Not tonight.

- Oh, well, good luck, you two.
- Okay.

- Happy anniversary, Ike.
- Oh, thanks, Jason.

Papa, what are you
doing here?

The surprise isn't
for half an hour.

Well, I just had my
last lesson from Aunt Rose.

- It's not bad.
- Not bad? It's superb.

You bought her a present?

What do you think,
I'm not romantic?

[humming]

Papa's turning out to be
a pretty smooth dancer.

Too bad we can't teach him
to whisper sweet nothings

in Corabeth's ear.

Wonder what he got her.

W-what is this?

It is a suitcase, Mr. Godsey,
as any fool can plainly see.

Yeah, but what are you doing?
I mean, I don't understand.

I don't wish to discuss
it any further.

I've spent a considerable
amount of time

finding just the right words.

I've put it all in this letter.
It is my final comment.

You didn't have to take time
to write it out.

You could've just told me
what you wanted to tell me.

See what it says here "Dear
Mr. Godsey, I'm leaving you."

You didn't say anything else,
and didn't even sign it.

Who else would be sending it?
It's over, Mr. Godsey, over!

Corabeth, now, hold on.

To what?
Our crumbling marriage?

I believe in fidelity.
It's a pity you don't.

Corabeth, I love you.

You have a fine way
of showing it.

Slipping around
with some home-wrecker!

Well, I can explain that.

Well, I'm waiting.

- I just can't explain it yet.
- Well, then, I am leaving.

I'm not spending another night
with a Casanova.

Alright, go.

But go tell Aimee
that you're leaving.

I'm taking Aimee with me.

I do not intend to leave her
under the bad influence

of a philanderer.

Alright, ask her.
I'll bet you a nickel she stays.

Aha! You see, you've added
gambling to your sins.

Aimee!

Corabeth, Aimee
is in the canteen.

You see what
a bad influence you are!

Letting her run around
with soldiers!

(both)
Happy anniversary!

Happy anniversary, honey.

Oh, Mr. Godsey.

I am overwhelmed.

Now, that's from me. But Aimee
and Elizabeth did all the work.

I donno what to say.

[tango music]

Before you desert me,
may I have this dance?

A tango, Mr. Godsey?

You know, Rose
was the other woman.

She taught me how to dance.
But that's all she taught me.

Oh!

I'm so ashamed.

Well, the best thing
for that...is to dance.

Mama.

[chuckling]

[music continues]

[music continues]

It's been so quiet
around here today.

I hardly know
what to do with myself.

It seems like
you've been developing

quite a way with children.

Well, I'm getting
a little bit better at it.

But I still don't know
whether I want

oodles of children
or maybe just one.

You've got plenty of time
to make up your mind.

I'm sorry it didn't work out.

- Hello, Cindy.
- Hi.

Maybe I'll take
John Curtis into bed.

It's about bedtime.

- Goodnight, John.
- Bye-bye, goodnight.

[both sighing]

Looks like I'm a lady
of leisure again.

I'm sure it won't
do you any harm.

I should have thought it through
before I went ahead with it.

Liv, you saw a bunch
of kids hanging around

with nothing to do
and you pitched in.

I would've been disappointed
in you, if you hadn't.

A worthy failure.

You'll find
something else to do.

Those children
are victims of war too.

I just wanted to help them
have some normal days again.

It's even more than that.

I think in some strange way

I...I felt like
I was caring for John-Boy.

By helping those children..

...in some way,
I was helping him too.

I understand that.

How can J.D. Pickett
be so uncaring?

He won't change. It'd take
an army to do that.

Maybe I've got one.

- Hi, Anna Mae.
- Looks like you've been missed.

Let's round them up.

Cindy, will you get
Barbara and Charlie?

(John)
Is this your army?

(Olivia)
I'm gonna draft
the whole bunch of them.

Bernice, Rob, Elwin. Come here.
I want to talk to you.

Come on, you two.

You and me and Barbara
have a lot of work to do.

How'd you like to have
a place all your own

where you can read
and draw, and play games?

We've an idea on how to get
a safer place to play.

Let's go over and listen
to what she's saying.

Mama said we can't come back
to your house anymore.

That's why we've
to find another place.

You all come with me,
and we'll see what we can do.

- What's next, boss?
- We're gonna storm the place.

(John)
'Let's go. Come on.
John Curtis, come on.'

There you go,
catch up, come on.

'Come on, let's go, John Curtis.
Come on, pick him up.'

'Come on!'

Olivia, what in hell
are you up to now?

I'm running a day nursery
for the children

of the employees
of Pickett Metal.

Come on, children, sit down.
I'm gonna tell you a story.

Damned if you will.

Watch your language, J.D.

This is my property

and I want you all
outta here, on the double!

- We're staying.
- I'll throw you out!

You can bully us as much as you
want but we're not leaving.

John, talk some sense
into your wife.

Sounds like she's making
sense to me, J.D.

John, I don't want to use force,
but I will if I have to.

You got the wrong man.

Livi's running
the nursery school.

And we're going to be meeting
here every day from now on.

Not on your life!

Okay, boys,
start carrying them out.

Well, come on,
Swanson, Miller, hop to it.

Mr. Swanson, I don't think
you want to throw Bernice out.

Swanson, what are you doing?

We need a place
for the children

worse than we need
a tavern, Mr. Pickett.

I'll go along with that.

You too, Erin?
My own right-hand man?

I can't stand by you
in this, J.D.

Well, you've all
gone plumb crazy!

I'll call the sheriff.
You'll all be arrested!

Think of the headlines

J.D. Pickett throws
children of defense workers

out onto the streets.

This is blackmail!

On the other hand,
you could be a real hero, J.D.

Well..

...I suppose I could let you use
the place when business is slow.

7:00 to 5:00.

- 7:00 to 3:30.
- 4:15.

- 4:00.
- Deal.

Deal.

[kids cheering]

J.D., I don't want to find any
cigarette butts lying around

when I get here
in the morning.

I better not
trip over any toys.

- No poker chips.
- No crayon marks on my walls.

And no empty beer bottles
lying around.

Olivia, I'd rather deal
with the whole German Army

than have to bargain with you.

Thank you, J.D.

[all cheering]

(John-Boy)
The war of the children
had been settled

but not the war between
my mother and J.D. Pickett.

He complained if a baby bottle
happened to be left on the bar.

She complained if a beer bottle
had been left on the floor.

Only at the end of the war
was peace declared

between the two of them.

(Olivia)
'Goodnight, Elizabeth.'

(Elizabeth)
'Mama, I've got a great idea
for your day nursery.'

'Why don't you teach
the kids how to dance?'

(Olivia)
'Elizabeth, some of them
can barely walk.'

(Elizabeth)
'No problem.
After all, we taught Ike.'

- 'Goodnight, Elizabeth.'
- 'Goodnight, Elizabeth.'

(Elizabeth)
'Goodnight, everyone.'

["The Waltons' Theme"
by Jerry Goldsmith]

[music continues]