Rascal Page #7
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- Year:
- 1969
- 85 min
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and homework's done...
and that there's soup
on the back of the stove.
Somebody, Papa,
has got to do the worrying.
And it's a father's job mostly.
And if a father
wants to chase dreams...
Theo, there's no point
in going into all that.
Papa, I'm afraid there is.
Because I'm going
to have to do your job.
Because I know
what'll happen to Sterling.
What is happening
to him right now.
I can feel
the loneliness in him.
Why, he never said a word.
No, Papa, he wouldn't.
He's too proud to tell you...
that he needs
something in his life...
besides a yellow dog
and a pet raccoon.
Papa... face up to it.
Be honest with yourself.
Don't go running off
to Wentworth Woods...
or out to Minnesota.
Don't go chasing after
the biggest turkey...
in the state of Illinois.
Just stop and ask yourself if
you're being fair to that boy.
Theo?
Oh.
Well, Norman.
I saw the lights.
Thought it might
have been Theo.
You couldn't sleep either, huh?
Well, join the club.
Cup of coffee?
Thank you.
Mr. North, could you tell me
what's going on?
I mean, first Theo drops me off
in the middle of town...
and now she's hardly
even speaking to me.
Am I engaged or aren't I?
And if so, why?
Norman, sit down.
Norman, the longer I live,
the more I'm convinced...
no, the less I'm convinced...
that I know the answer
to anything.
Norman! Norman!
Papa! Sterling!
Theo!
-Norman, oh!
Honey, what's wrong?
That is what's wrong!
I reached out in my sleep,
and it...
What happened?
Where's Rascal?
Downstairs.
-Rascal!
What's going on?
Rascal's trying
to get out again.
Rascal! Now, how many times
do I have to tell you...
He bit me.
I'll get the iodine.
MISS WHALEN.' Sterling,
don't get too fond of him.
He won't always be young.
There'll come a day
when old Mother Nature...
will reach across your shoulder
and tap his ear...
and he'll tell you
that it's time to go.
Come here, son.
Take care of these bites.
He didn't mean it, Pa.
He just wants to ramble.
Hurt?
It just stings a little.
Hmm.
Pa?
Hmm?
I'm gonna have to let him go.
Well, that's the way it is,
Sterling.
Things change.
We can't always keep them
the way we'd like them to be.
We all have
to grow up sometime.
Raccoons and boys, too.
Even fathers, I guess.
He'll ramble for a while.
That's just
some people's nature.
But he'll get over it.
He'll get over it.
He'll get smart, settle down.
Might even rent that little
office over Pringle's store.
Just as Miss Whalen
had said it would...
the time had come.
Old Mother Nature had whispered
her mysterious message.
Rascal had heard and heeded...
and now I knew
I had to take him back...
to the world
where he really belonged.
As we came near the shore...
a trilling sound,
almost bird-like.
It was another raccoon,
a little female...
chittering at us.
Not so much at me
as at Rascal.
half hoping he hadn't.
But it was soon clear
that he had.
Though I was sorry
to see him go...
it helped to know he wouldnt
be alone in the world.
Just once he looked back
to see if I was still there...
I think he was sort of
saying good-bye.
Well, now I knew
my little raccoon...
could take care of himself,
And so I left him.
Our wonderful summer was over.
In his way,
he seemed to know it, too...
for he came back to give me
one final farewell.
A character, a personality...
and a ring-tailed wonder.
It was all
a long, long time ago...
a different time,
a mellow time...
and as I think of it now,
the happiest of times.
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