Young People Page #3

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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.

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