Christmas Comes Home to Canaan Page #5
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- 2011
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Here.
You didn't
have to do that.
One of you guys
want to open it?
Go on.
What is it?
A friend
brought it back
from Italy.
I wanted you all to have it.
Isn't it beautiful?
Uh... yes, ma'am.
Sure is.
I thought it would look
so pretty on your tree.
We already have an angel.
Oh, but not like this.
This is a botticelli.
Well, a copy, anyway.
All the way from Florence.
You know, it would
look real nice
on the mantle.
- I-I vote we put it there.
- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm...
It's a tree-topper.
You can't put a tree-topper
on the mantle.
Here, let me do it.
There.
A little touch
of renaissance.
Didn't you hear him?
He said
we already have an angel.
And where do you
get the nerve
to just waltz in here
and move things around
without askin'?
You had no right...
Sarah...
I'm so sorry.
Why don't you just leave?
It's been hard
on all of 'em.
I'm not blind
to that, but...
It's think it's been
toughest on her.
I never meant to do anything
that would upset her.
I know.
This just all happened
pretty quick, you know.
Christmas was
when we lost her mama.
I think this just
brought it all back.
For you, too.
Thing is,
maybe she knows
you're just not ready.
It's just her way
of showing it,
of getting your attention.
It's odd.
14 years I've lived with this,
the sorrow of losing Betsy,
and I thought that...
I know
what you thought.
Sometimes, we think
we've worked through a thing,
just by having lived with it
so long,
but oftentimes,
it's something
we set aside,
and never really faced
at all,
just got on with life.
Daniel, you've done
a remarkable thing
for your kids.
You've given them
a stable home,
and I know that wasn't easy.
You took on Rodney
when he needed a family,
and maybe you let that focus
distract you
from your own grief.
I don't know.
Maybe.
And now they're grown.
I think it's your turn.
Your turn to face that grief,
to work on you,
in your own time,
in your own way,
just you.
I'm sorry.
You sure you don't
want me to drive you?
My daddy always taught me
a fella should
leave the dance
with the same girl
he brought.
Dj offered.
It's fine.
You know,
all I'm asking for
is just a little more time.
We all have things
we can't change.
I only wish
you could have looked
a little deeper into your heart
before you thought
to invite me in,
that's all.
Goodbye, Daniel.
...we got the fertilizers,
and the pesticides
around the corner,
up against the wall...
What's 01' man shoup
up to now?
Come on,
let's go find out.
It's too much trouble.
You go.
You sure?
Yeah.
...fertilizer out back
and pesticides
around the corner,
right next to the ones
against the wall...
Hey, Mr. shoup!
Rodney!
Rodney Freeman.
You're just in time.
Just in time for what?
For a tour.
You're looking at the newest
authorized distributor
of the agro harvest line
of professional farm products.
It seems like an awful
lot of inventory.
Well, it is,
but you know what they say,
if you can't give it to 'em
when they need it,
they'll find it someplace else.
Now, for the first time,
the farmers can buy
all their supplies
right here in canaan.
Come on, let me show you.
All right.
We got stacks and stacks
of stuff out back,
you'll be surprised
when you see
how much stuff we got...
Hey, hey, bobber,
they're wreckin'
the house down, come on.
This don't concern you.
Bobber, no!
You get back here
right now!
I should've listened to pop
and stayed home that night.
You know,
back in California,
I told him "some better"
was good enough.
But I only told him that
because he felt so bad,
and everyone worked so hard.
But it's not, Rodney.
"Some better" is not
good enough by half.
Let's get out of here.
Not too far over...
All right, when you...
When you sit here,
put your foot in the straps.
See?
And when you push down,
it raises the sandbag.
And you want more weight,
you can just put
some sand in.
Well, you want to try it out?
Those doctors already tried
everything in the book.
I don't know
if a bunch of pulleys
and a bag of sand's
going to make a difference.
Now, last year,
this was all alfalfa,
but I've been speaking to
Ralph Clark down at the co-op,
and he says
we might oughta consider
putting in soybeans,
maybe up to half.
Now, I told him
I'd ask you.
We could do that.
But mind you,
down at Davis & Dunn,
they're puttin' in
100 acres or more of sorghum.
Davis & Dunn?
You know,
that new company farm
South of town?
Maybe they know
something we don't.
Well, we ain't never
planted no sorghum before.
Just cause we haven't,
doesn't mean we shouldn't.
Whatever you think.
Oh, no, daddy,
I ain't puttin'
my head in that noose
without some company.
Well, whatever we plant,
it's either gonna freeze, bake,
get eaten by bugs,
or be worth nothing
by the time we bring it in,
so I say plant whatever
you wanna plant.
It ain't gonna
matter much anyway.
Well, now, ain't you just
Mr. sunshine these days?
Hey, where you goin'?
Town's that-a-way.
Well why drive
all the way to clarksboro
when we can order from
old man shoup?
Well, Rodney was right.
Looks like openin' day
at the county fair.
All he's missin'
is the cotton candy.
And the people.
Yeah, that's what
I was afraid of.
What?
Well, farmers
We may have come a ways
in this town,
but we ain't come that far.
Wait here.
I'm not useless, you know!
Whatever you say, bobbles.
Here, bandit,
come on, boy!
There you go.
Hey, look at that.
Keep it up, bobber.
How long's
he been out there?
Almost an hour.
I think it's about time
we all had a little talk.
I never seen him
like this before.
Ever since Christmas.
When briony left,
it's like the joy just
flew right out of his life.
Why doesn't he just call her
and tell her he's sorry?
Because he's too proud
to let her
see him like this.
So, why'd he let her leave
if he loved her so much?
Maybe he decided
he just wasn't ready
for someone else in his life.
It's been 14 years.
How ready
does he got to be?
If only she hadn't
busted that angel.
It wasn't the angel.
It wasn't?
It wasn't the angel, or mama, or
any of that other stuff.
He did it because of me.
Hey, bobber!
Change the channel
to happy days, will ya?
You know that's only
for emergencies,
right?
What do you think
this is?
You need to go where?
California,
to talk to Dr. adair.
She's the only one who can help.
Does Mr. Burton
know about this?
He'd never let me.
Then how can you just
up and disappear?
I'll tell him I'm staying
over at a girlfriend's.
Jeri-Lynn Drake's baby's sick,
and I'm helpin' out.
I've got enough
for my ticket.
I've just never
flown anywhere before.
Don't even know where to start.
Can you help me?
Are you sure about this?
Well...
I guess I do know
a little something
about getting out of dodge...
...that's a really
good improvement.
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