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to a good friend...

and that's what you've been

to Dad, Mom and me.

You've applauded when you liked us...

and even given us a little hand

when you didn't.

You've been swell,

and we'll never forget you.

Because, honest to goodness...

we could never have brought you

as much happiness as you've brought us.

So now it's our turn to applaud you.

Well, good-bye, Sam.

Good luck to you.

- Have you got the railroad tickets, Joe?

- Yes, I've got the tickets.

Are you sure the train leaves

at 11:
15 and not 10:15?

Is everything down from the hotel?

Did you leave a forwarding address

for the mail?

Will you stop worrying? Leave everything

to me. I'll get you there all right.

- I never forget anything.

- Hey, Dad, don't you remember?

Our dressing room is downstairs.

Come on, Joe. Come on.

All right. All right.

Hiya, Joe.

Gettin' ready for the big outdoors?

- Got your cookbook, Kit?

- Well, if I haven't, we'll starve to death.

Well, by cracky, Lenny,

Farmer Ballantine and her beau.

Well, missy, how's the crop this year?

Well, Ezra, I ain't a-sayin' it's good,

and I ain't a-sayin' it's bad.

I'm just sayin' "mebbe."

You better hurry with your packing, Wendy.

- All right, Mom.

- Ah, she's got the gift of laughter.

It's a crime takin' that kid

out of show business.

- You're throwin'away a great career.

- We're gonna have a career.

We'll just be gatherin' eggs

instead of laying 'em.

I can just see you three as farmers.

It gets awful lonesome

up in them "thar" hills.

After a couple of months on the farm,

you'll be happy to play in Peoria.

We'll be all right. Dad and I have been studying

scientific farming from these pamphlets.

You'll find out there's only one life for you,

and that's show business.

What kind of show business, Dave?

Five and six a day billed under

a double feature and a couple of shorts?

Oh, I know it ain't the paradise

it used to be...

but it's still a pretty good game.

Ah, it ain't the game, Dave.

It's what goes with it.

We've been in every town in the U.S.A.

And been strangers.

When we ride on trains at night,

we see light shining in people's homes.

But where do we live?

In a lower berth.

Listen, we never even had a chance

to vote yet. Not even once.

But now we're goin' to a town where we

ain't gonna be strangers. Understand?

Yes, and Wendy's

gonna lead a normal life.

You know,

grow up like other children...

have a home,

with friends her own age.

Yes, the kid's gonna have neighbors

that she can drop in on.

And Dad's going to be the leading citizen

of the community. Aren't you, Dad?

You said it. Listen. When

the Ballantines walk down the street...

they're gonna wave hello to everybody,

and everybody's gonna wave right back to 'em.

For the first time in our lives,

we're gonna live like real people.

- Your cab's here, Joe.

- Oh, thank you, baby. Well, so long, Hank.

- Best of luck.

- Bye. Don't forget to write.

All right. If you come around our way

at mealtime, drop in.

I'll be doing three shows a day in the kitchen.

And if you don't know our address,

ask for the mayor. That'll be Dad.

That's me.

#We're farmers in the dell #

- Bye.

- W e're farmers in the dell

Board!

I don't see the hired man, Joe.

Oh, he must be around here someplace.

Pardon me, mister, but have you

seen a man named Jeb Sparks?

- I see him every day.

- I mean, here at the station.

He's our farmhand

and was supposed to meet us.

Well, ifJeb's gonna meet you,

he'll be here in- let's see- 30 seconds.

- How do you know?

- The train was early.

- Oh.

- "Theatre."

You must be in the wrong town.

There ain't no theater here.

There isn't? What do you do

for entertainment?

Oh, just sit around and wait

for somebody to make a fool of themselves.

That doesn't sound like much fun.

Maybe 'cause you ain't the one

that's doin' the settin'.

I don't see any town. Where is it?

Right over that hill three miles.

It's a long walk.

- Jeb Sparks?

- Yep.

I'm glad to know you. This is

Mrs. Ballantine. This is little Wendy.

- Howdy.

- Train got here early, didn't it?

- Yep.

- Don't let that worry you, Jeb.

- Nope.

- Say, have you got somebody to deliver these trunks?

Chatterbox. Well, hop in, girls.

- Which way is the farm?

- The other side of town.

- Is it very far?

- No.

- Did you order that list of groceries?

- Yep.

Will we have a good crop this year, Jeb?

Well, I ain't sayin' yep and I ain't sayin' no.

Just sayin' "mebbe."

He's stealing your stuff, honey.

And look. There's the church.

- Do they ring the bells on Sunday, Jeb?

- Yep.

- When they do, it's Sunday school for you, Wendy.

- Yes, Mom.

- Hey, that's the town hall, ain't it, Jeb?

- Yep.

- When's the next town meetin'?

- Tomorrow night.

You hear that, Kit? A town meetin' where

a man could stand up and have his say.

- Real old-fashioned democracy.

- Darn right it's old-fashioned.

This ain't no New Deal country.

What's the matter, Jeb?

- Nothin', 'cept we're here.

- We're here.

- It's beautiful.

- It's even prettier than the picture you showed us.

Look at that barn!

It looks exactly like a- a barn.

Oh, Mommy.

Joe, did you see her face?

Oh, it's wonderful.

Oh, I've got to see my bedroom.

Look! What a fireplace!

I've gotta see my kitchen.

This is it.

Hey, girls! Get a load of this chair!

Oh, man. And the silence!

I've never heard anything like it!

It's all windows! Double exposure!

Wendy! Joe! Come look at

this beautiful stove, with two ovens!

Oh, this is for me.

I think I'll pitch a tent right here.

Yes, sir, this is for me.

#The farmer's in the dell

The farmer's in the dell #

Home.

Kit, wake up! We gotta catch a train!

Come on! Wake up!

Oh, all right.

Oh, Joe, no more trains.

No, Kit, honey.

No more trains. Never.

Oh, what a day. What a day.

Not bad. Not bad.

- Joe?

- What?

We said we'd start out right.

Tell Wendy today.

- Tell her what?

- You know very well what.

About us not being her real parents.

Oh, that. Oh, sure.

Why don't you go ahead and tell her?

Oh, no. You said you'd do it.

Can't I change my mind? You're the guy

that knows human nature better than I do.

- Why don't you tell her?

- Joe Ballantine, you know you're the understanding one.

I'll tell you. We'll toss a coin.

Fine father. Can't even tell

his own child she's an orphan.

Hmm. How would you like to find out maybe after

all these years that I wasn't your husband, huh?

- Will you stop clowning?

- Listen. I ain't clownin'. I'm afraid. That's all.

- Suppose we don't tell her?

- Oh, that's no good.

She'd find out sooner or later

from strangers, and that'd be worse.

- Yes, I know, Joe.

- Well, come on. Call it.

Heads.

Go on in now.

All right. All right. I'll tell her.

You think I'm afraid

to talk to my own kid?

- Listen. I'll just say, "Wendy, the

time has come-" - Don't tell me. Tell her.

All right. All right. I'll tell her-

I gotta get that thing fixed.

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