Love Comes Softly Page #2

Missie.

Go and wait for me

in the wagon.

- [Footsteps Departing]

- [Sighs]

Got some things

I need to tend to.

I'll be taking

Missie with me.

[Clears Throat]

Won't be back till supper.

Ma'am.

[Wagon Departing]

[Weeping]

[Sobbing]

[Door Opens]

[Footsteps Approaching]

- She's sleeping again.

- Mm-hmm.

[Whispering]

Let's go have our supper.

Pa, is she all right?

No.

But she will be.

Come on.

- [Horse Whinnies]

- [Gasps]

[Panting]

[Horse Whinnies]

- [Clark] Come on. Come on.

- [Whinnies]

Come on.

And bless this dear child

in her time of grief...

and bless this food before us, and we thank you

for the fine day ahead of us.

Amen.

You got an awful lot

of pretty dresses.

You got an awful lot of fancy things

that aren't good for much anythin' at all...

We fetched your wagon yesterday

and brought it into the barn.

What are you gonna do

with all them books?

I checked to see if there was any food that was

spoiled when I was picking up your things.

We planned on buying supplies

as soon as we found our land.

Books must be

pretty important toya.

I'll see if we can

find space for 'em in the cabin.

I'm not sure what you're

expecting from me.

Come with me.

Missie's nine years old.

She works almost as hard as I do,

sunup to sundown.

Has been for the last

couple of years.

She never complains...

but the work is stealing

her childhood.

She doesn't know

what she's missin'...

but I do.

Maybe if somebody's there

to share the chores...

she'd have time to learn...

some of the things

I think you could teach her.

Things she'd learn

from her mother.

And when I go home

in the spring?

I figure I'll cross that bridge

when I come to it.

The books.

How did you know they were mine and...

and not Aaron's?

Oh, well, a man would have

thrown them offthe wagon at the first big hill...

unless he was tying to please

a stubborn woman.

[Chickens Clucking]

Why areyou here?

[Sighs]

I thought you could use

some help.

What would you

like me to do?

You may need a place to stay, but I don't need

a mother. Pa and me been doin' fine.

I'm a little unsure

about what to do.

Why don't you show me how to

get those eggs out from underneath their...

you know.

Their rears?

[Sighs]

[Marty]

Spell "cow. '"

K-A...

Close. It's C-O-W.

Gertie don't care

if I know how to spell "cow" or not.

Gertie doesn't care...

but I do

and so does your pa.

So let's try another one.

Spell "fun."

F...

[Moos]

- How do you spell "warm"?

- Warm? W-A-R-M.

I think you better

W-A-R-M your hands.

- What?

- Well, how do you expect Gertie

to give you good milk...

when you're freezing her

like that?

Probably spell "milking. '"

[Whispers]

Sure can't do it.

[Groans]

How'd you get to be so old

without not knowin' how to do nothin'?

[Squeaking]

[Marty Panting]

- [Marty Grunts]

- [WaterSloshing]

[Gasps]

[Grunts]

Oops. I really didn't mean to.

I know exactly what you're meaning to do,

Missie. Now you listen to me.

You're not my mother,

and I don't have to listen toyou.

- As long as I am here...

- I don't want you here.

I've got news for you!

I don't want to be here either...

but the fact of the matter is

I made a bargain with your father...

and I intend to keep

my end of that bargain...

even if you do everything

short of trying to kill me in the process.

So the way I see it...

if I can survive traveling for months

in a covered wagon...

losing my husband,

marrying a complete stranger...

I can survive you.

[Exhales]

So how was your day?

- Fine.

- Yeah, fine.

[Clears Throat]

I ran into Ben and Sarah Graham in town today,

and they were asking after you.

That was kind of them.

Actually, they invited us all

to their annual get-together.

- Is it already time?

- It is.

You see, the Grahams have a party,

uh, this time of year...

so all the folks can get together

before we're stuck inside for the winter.

We'd understand it if, you know,

you weren't up for a party...

but it's up to you.

You probably wouldn't like it.

There's tons of people you won't know.

You'd probably just like

staying home better...

- don't you think, Pa?

- I think I will go.

Good.

[Soft Knocking On Door]

- What is it?

- I just need to talk to you.

Missie's asleep, and I'm ready for bed.

Can't we talk tomorrow?

Well, that's just it.

I won't be here tomorrow.

I'm, uh... I'm leaving

before sunup.

- I'm gonna help our neighbor.

- Fine.

W-Wait. It...

What else?

I'll be leaving Missie

here with you.

That is why I'm here.

Yeah, I... You know...

I just wasn't sure if you were

up to dealing with a spirited...

I'm fine.

Something else?

No. Ye...

I'll be back by supper.

- Fine. Good night.

- Good... night.

[Sighs]

Missie.

Missie!

Missie, answer me.

Where are you?

Missie?

Missie!

You better get out of here.

[Sighs]

Why don'tyou come down so we can get to work?

Okay.

Just as soon as he leaves.

He?

[Gasps]

Just come down slowly.

I've read that they won't spray

unless they feel threatened.

You read that

in one of your books?

Uh-huh.

- And you believe it?

- I do.

Well, not me.

I'm starving, and I gotta use

that outhouse something fierce...

- but I'm not coming down.

- [Dog Barks]

Buddy, no!

[Screams]

[Whimpers]

[Coughs]

[Marty Groaning]

Guess he felt threatened.

[Groans]

[Groans]

Are you sure this is going to take

the smell away?

More or less.

Some of it's just gonna have to wear off.

[Groans]

[Coyote Howling]

- The fire's dyin'.

- Could you?

I ain't supposed to.

I could burn myself.

[Sighs]

Something's burnin'.

Oh, no.

Oh!

[Marty]

Oh, dad blame it!

- Ouch!

- Let me help you. Hold on.

Hold on, hold on.

Missie, get me some butter, would ya?

- Come on. Sit down.

- [Marty] It's fine.

No, you sit down here.

I'm gonna wrap it up now.

- [Marty Groans]

- [Sighs] Here.

Thank you.

It's nothing, really.

Okay. Now this will just

take some ofthe sting out.

- [Sighs]

- Pancakes are all burned.

Here you go.

Like that.

You know, you'll get the hang of that stove.

It just takes a little practice. That's all.

- [Sighs]

- [Clears Throat]

So where'd the skunk

find you?

The barn.

Better get

some more tomatoes, Pa.

Took almost a whole bushel

to get her smelling this good.

Well, I'll see what we've got

for supper in the icebox.

Missie, why don'tyou go ahead

and stoke that fire?

[DoorCloses]

I'll ty to get all the things on your list

foryou while I'm in town.

[Clears Throat]

You sure you don't want to go with us?

No.

She said she don't.

Doesn't.

Hope you can make something better

than burned pancakes.

Too bad I'll be gone,

'cause I can make some real good fried chicken.

I'm ready, Pa.

Mm-hmm.

We'll see ya soon.

Tsk, tsk.

How hard can it be?

[Sighs]

If a child can do this,

I can do this.

[Chickens Clucking]

Come here, chickie.

Come here.

[Grunts]

Come here!

Come here!

Dad blame it!

[Panting]

[Grunting]

[Chicken Clucking]

"Pull feathers out

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