02x14 - Hide The Children

[bunniefuu]

-Mr. Barkley?
-Yeah.

-We finish.
-Oh, oh.

There you are,
paid in full.

This all goes to
my daughter's dowry
and wedding party.

-What we call
the "shasto."
-Mm-hmm.

Would you, uh, like us
to pick your grapes again
next year?

You can come by
if you'd like.

Perhaps we will.

Well, Nick, looks like
we're gonna have a vintage year.

Every grape's in,
every vat's full,

and I'm ready for
a couple of weeks trout fishing.

I sure hated
to use those Gypsies.

But it was either that
or lose half a crop.

Why? They worked well,
didn't they?

Oh, yeah, yeah.
But you know Gypsies.

You gotta nail everything down.

You bat an eye,
you might lose somethin'.

Maybe you've forgotten,
but I haven't.

Last time I hired 'em,

ended up stealing
my best stallion.

Nobody has to tell me
about Gypsies.

I learned firsthand.

Well, if they were all
thieves, Nick,

why would they bother
to work a harvest?

They think it'll
throw people off.

-Oh.
-Or get close enough to see
what's worth stealing.

But this bunch
didn't fool me a bit.

They got what they earned
and not a penny more.

You know, I can't find
that one barrel of sherry

we put down last year
from those palomino grapes.

Oh, it must be out there
in the back of the warehouse.

I've checked all over.
Somebody must've moved it.

Oh, come on, now!

I've been babying
that keg of wine
for the past six years!

Hasn't even been sampled yet.
Now, why don't you
go back on in--

-Gypsies!
-Oh, now, Nick, wait a minute.

Second time I took a chance
on hiring Gypsies,

and it's the second time
I got paid back.

Now, why don't we just
have a look around?

No need for that.

I'll get that barrel of wine

and that Gypsy's hide
along with it!

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[barking]

All right, where is it?

I must ask, where is what,
Mr. Barkley?

That keg of wine
you borrowed from our warehouse.

Now, you tell me where it is,
I'll get it and be on my way.

-You have no right!
-Mr. Barkley,

it would be a great pleasure to
hand over your precious keg

so I could get rid of you,
but we do not have it.

You're a liar.

-Corso, watch your temper.
-Be quiet, wife!

I do not let no gadjo
come and insult me in my camp!

Nobody calls me, Corso,
a liar!

Well, now, there it is.

I came for it,
and I'm gonna get it.

You're going to get something
you-- you did not come for.

-[whinnying]
-[dog barking]

[hoofbeats approaching]

Nick.

-There's the wine.
-Nick, you're wrong.

Are you blind?
There's the wine
sittin' right up there!

-HEATH: Nick, will you just
hold it a second?
-There's your wine!

How do you like it?

-Oil.
-You want some more?

Now, will you just
hold it a second, lady?

Nick, We found the wine.
It was in the old cellar.

You put it there last year,

-and forgot to put it
in the inventory.
-No!

-Yes.
-CORSO: Get out, all of you.

-Out of my camp! Out!
-He said out!

Come on, Nick.
Let's go.

May your grapes
always rot on your vines

and all your wine be sour!

-[coughs]
-Oh! Please, help him!

Oh!

Mister, I think you could have
a couple of broken ribs.

We'd better get him to
a doctor.

I'll get the buckboard.

Somebody get some blankets.

There's nothing wrong
with me.

I go with my family.

Ion is waiting in Auburn
for his bride.

If we are not there, it will--
it will be bad fate.

There never will be
a wedding.

You wouldn't last
half the trip.

They'd be having a funeral
instead of a wedding.

I'm afraid they'll have
to go without you.

Three women alone...

with a trousseau
and jewels...

and the dowry
of my life's savings?

Oh, no.

Everything I-I love
and own is in this wagon.

JARROD: Nick, since you're
responsible for this,

I think maybe
you'd better go along.

Now, wait a minute!

I don't need such as him
to get me to my wedding.

Between here and Auburn,
there's 80 miles of lonely road.

Believe me,
you're gonna need somebody.

That's three days' trip.
Now, I got things I've--

-All right, all right.
-No!

Yes!

[barking]

-This is no place
to camp.
-We like it.

When the wind comes down
out of those hills,

you'll wish
you were someplace else.

You can leave any time
you please.

No, no, no. I said I'd help,
and by heaven, I'm gonna help.

Here, here, let me get that.
Let me take that.

-Where do you want
this thing?
-Over at the table.

Be careful!
It's not a bale of hay.

[indistinct shouting]

Oh, be careful.

[shouts in foreign language]

A bull in a china shop.

Why don't you go
plant potatoes?

Well, I just tripped--

-Well, you shouldn't carry
stuff like that around.
-Oh!

That samovar
is a family heirloom.


my great-great-great-grandfather
by the Czar!

All right. All right.

All right?

I think maybe
he would like some stew.

Would he?

All right.

I had some dried jerky here,
but that, uh--

There, Chukar.
Eat it up.

I was thinkin',

we might make
better time tomorrow
if I drove the wagon.

I drive!

Just because
you've been sent with us
does not mean you take over.

All right.
Suit yourself.

[sighs, groans]

We may need him, Pilon.

-You catch more flies
with sugar than vinegar.
-Mmm.

When we want flies,
I shall remember that.

In the meantime,
he gets what he deserves.

[sighs]
Come on! Get!

Hold up! Whoa!
Hold it up there.

Lady, I don't wanna seem
like I'm trying to take over,

but that wagon of yours,
I don't think
it's gonna make it.

There is nothing the matter
with this wagon.

It has gone 600 miles
without any trouble.

It will go another 600
just as easily.

Not on this road.
Now, you take those
rear wheels there--

You're going to keep
looking for trouble
till you find something,

but those wheels
will go and go and go.

All right, lady.
Go.

[horses whinnying]

-You did this!
You almost k*lled us.
-I tried--

You're responsible
for all our problems.

Would it be permissible
for a gentleman...

to assist
a female ingrate...

with a very difficult task?

If the gentleman would
kindly keep his mouth shut,

we could fix it ourselves.

The lady shouldn't look
a gift horse in the mouth.

Oh! If the gentleman
thinks he's a gift--

The gentleman thinks that
if the lady persists,

the gentleman
may withdraw his offer!

Now,

while I unhitch the team,
it would please me very much

if you three ladies
would unload this wagon.

And then go out and find
a long log,

because I might want to use it
as a lever.

[barking]

It'll be ready
in a few minutes.

Mr. Barkley,
we are very grateful to you.

Please, allow me
to clean your shirt.

You can wear this one.
It belongs to my husband.

Thank you very much.

And, uh, Mr. Barkley,

I think maybe, uh, this time
it's better if you drive.

You know the way best.

All right.

I guess I'd better
get some water.

What are you doing here,
you Peeping Thomas?

Just lookin'... for water.
Water.

Likely.
You want to look? Look!

Oh!

Mr. Barkley,
you forgot the water.

Oh, yes, the water.

I think I'd better
get that later.

-But what happened?
-Huh? Nothing happened.
No, nothing.

Nothing happened at all.
But I'll tell ya this.

Someone should take
that daughter of yours
over his knee and--

WOMAN: Perhaps you would like
to try that, eh, Mr. Barkley?

No, no.
I would leave that up
to the bridegroom.

I'll tell you something else.

I'm beginning to feel
very sorry for him.

[Pilon chuckling]

Don't feel sorry for Ion.

He can love like Romeo...

and fight like a lion.

Especially when
he's made jealous.

Jealous?

Jealous of me...
and you?

[chuckles]

Well, now,
I can hardly think why.

Maybe when we get there,
you'll know.

A few days,
you will be safe
in the arms of Ion.

[sniffing]
Smells delicious.

-Lamb.
-Uh-huh.

It was bought and paid for.

-Oh?
-You don't have to eat any
if you don't want.

Pilon!

Him.
All his life,

he has been saying
that Gypsies steal chickens,

that they put the hex on cows
so they will not give milk,

that they steal children

when they go through
the neighborhoods.

That is what he has
been saying all his life.

Well, isn't some of that
the truth?

No, it is not the truth.

Well, now, the whole world
can't be wrong, you know.

What do you know
about the world?

All right, all right.
I won't talk about the world.

I'll talk about myself.
Let's see now.

It was, oh...
three years ago

I hired some Gypsies
to pick my peach crop.

And I paid 'em what they earned
and even gave 'em a bonus.

And they showed
their gratitude to me

by stealing my best stallion.

You're so sure
it was a Gypsy, huh?

Well, now,
what would you say?

We found the stallion
up on the hill

tied to the back
of a Gypsy wagon.

He had no explanation?

Oh, yes,
he had an explanation.

He had a beauty.

He said he was, uh,
bringing him back to me.

And you don't think
that was possible?

-No, no.
-Why?

Come on.

Because you think
we are all horse thieves.

Well, let me
tell you something.

We are not all horse thieves.

That horse over there

was bought and paid for
three months ago

with good American money.

We bought it because
the one we had before

was stolen
by one of you gadjos.

Walker Station.

Drive around town.
Better they don't see Gypsies.

You'd better go on into town,

get a new axle nut
for that wheel.

There's always trouble.

We haven't got time
for that now.

There'll be a lot more trouble
if that wheel comes off again.

Gypsies! Gypsies!

MAN: Gypsies! Gypsies!

Don't let 'em stop!
They'll steal your eyeteeth!

-MAN: Go on! Get out of here!
-What's the matter with you?

Come on, fellas.
Get some target practice.

[horses whinnying]

Gypsy, you're not wanted here!

-I'm no Gypsy!
-Get out of our town!

[shouting continues]

Nicholas!

[horses whinnying]

Hold this.

Those...
stupid, ignorant--

I've seen beer jugs
with more brains

than those people.

Maybe now
you know what it's like
to be Gypsy, huh?

Yeah.

There. Now you look like
a real Gypsy, huh?

Let me pierce your ear
and give you a gold earring.

You would look
very handsome.

Mm-hmm. Then put a ring
in my nose too, huh?

-No, no. No, thanks.
-[barking]

-[speaking foreign language]
-[hoofbeats approaching]

All right.
Easy does it.

We're just gonna have
a look around.

-Is this all of ya?
-What do you want?

-What you stole.
-We didn't steal anything.

Gypsies is Gypsies.

All right, tear the goods out.
We're gonna look through 'em.

-Oh, no, no.
-Nick!

-I wouldn't do that.
-Don't start anything.

No. No!

What are you looking for?

We don't know yet.
What do you got?

-Don't touch me!
-Wait a minute--

Hey. Now, where does Gypsies
get money like this?

That is our life savings.
We worked for every penny of it!

-That's my trousseau!
-Not anymore.

My woman's been nagging me
for a teapot,

but I could never find one
big enough or pretty enough.

Now, where do you suppose
they stole that?

Leave that alone!

-MAN: You stinkin' Gypsy.
-No more!

Put your hands up!

Please, ma'am, be careful.
You'll just be--

[panting]

You, throw down your g*n.
Left hand!

All right, get out of here.

Move!

Nick! Nick!

Gently, Pilon.
Gently.

Mama, he fought for us
as though we belong to him.

Yes, I know.
I will get some water.

Oh, Nick, you're going
to be all right.

I take you to a doctor.
You'll be all right.

Angelina,
he is a good man,

but she's promised
to someone else.

I know.

Could you tell me please
where I can find a doctor?

Best you keep lookin'
up the road, tinkers.

You need your mouth fixed,
mister.

PILON: Nicholas, don't.

It happens this man
is not a Gypsy.

He needs a doctor.

The vet's over
at the livery.

I said doctor!

He's the only kind
of doctor we got.

Let me help you.

[groans]

-You the vet?
-That's right.

I'd like you to have
a look at my head here.

I may need some stitches.

I work on
most kinds of animals,

but I don't work
on Gypsies.

-He's not Gypsy.
-Don't try that.

What difference does it make
to a doctor what I am?

I don't minister
to the likes of you.

You go up to see South Brown
up Connie Way.

Don't matter to him...

whether it's night or day,
much less Gypsy or human.

Now, you listen to me.

I'm gettin' sick of
being kicked in the teeth

like a yellow dog.

Now, you get to it.

All right, mister.

I'm going to enjoy
using a dull needle on you.

Before I begin, I wanna know
where your woman is at.

You, over there.

Stay there.
Ain't nothin' to steal.

Sit down.

You know, I've seen
Injuns scalp people.

[groans]

I've seen outlaws
k*ll for fun.

I've seen so many people
being mean to each other,

I preferred animals
to human beings.

The lowest kind of animal
I've ever seen--

the sneakin',
thievin' Gypsy.

They come along
and they hate you right off.

Before they even
get to know you,

they're ready
to steal you blind.

[chuckles]
You see one Gypsy,

you know there's 10 more
out there in the bush.

That's how sneaky they are.

It's a pack of lies.

Gypsies are no worse
than you and me.

Sara Jane,
get back in the house!

A Gypsy'll commit
the worst crime of all.

What's that,
breathing air?

VET: No, sir.

Stealing children
from their homes.

You gotta hide
the children.

Anybody that'd steal a child

in the loving arms
of its mother

is the most depraved
scum of mankind.

NICK: That's a lot of hogwash.
Gypsies don't steal children.

VET:
People have told me of actual
cases where it's happened.

Just gossip.

You let the air get at it,
it'll heal faster.

I don't guarantee anything.
You may have a concussion,

get dizzy spells or worse.

But I'm finished
with you.

Sara Jane, you get out of here.
Get back in the house

before these Gypsies steal ya,
cut your ears off and sell ya!

You're gonna raise
that child on lies.

You're gonna raise her
as ignorant as yourself.

She might just be
better off with Gypsies.

I'll take a dollar
for my trouble.

You got it.

Now, you get out of here.

You tinkers are
stinkin' up my barn.

-Oh, that's all--
-Nicholas, no!

Let's go. Shh.

Are you feeling
any better?

Yes, much better,
thank you.

"Ejunka salitra."
Come, Chukar.

-Ejunka--
-Ejunka salitra.

Ejunka salitra.
What does it mean?

"Yes to life."

-"Yes to life."
-Enjoy it to the fullest.

Ah!

That's not a bad idea
at all.

Oh. This kerchief,
it's your father's.

No, no.
It's mine.

I want you to have it

in memory of the time
you had with the Gypsies.

All right.
Here.

-There. How does that look?
-Good.

Thank you.

Thank you for what
you said to the doctor.

I'd have been a lot madder,
only I remembered

a few days before,
I sounded the same way.

Never that bad.

Oh, Pilon.

There's something about...

living outside.

Something I've always
wanted to do.

-It's not for you, Nicholas.
-Why not?

When I walk down the street,
people say,

"Here comes Nick Barkley.
He's dug a thousand postholes,

"and planted
a thousand grapevines

"and broke a thousand colts.

Never took time
for anything else."

You're building something.

-♪ [lute]
-♪ [humming]

♪ [singing in
foreign language]

What does that song mean?

It's kind of a love song.

♪ Hear the song
I'm playing ♪

♪ It's old
and yet it's young ♪

♪ The melody ♪

♪ Keeps saying ♪

♪ Words that can't be sung ♪

♪ For words are much
too cold and cruel ♪

♪ To tell you
all I feel ♪

♪ I'll find my love ♪

♪ How strong and sure ♪

♪ My music will reveal ♪

♪ When the velvet
heavens shine ♪

♪ And stars
begin to roam ♪

♪ And when your heart ♪

♪ Will sing with mine ♪

♪ Then love has found ♪

♪ Its home ♪♪

"And when your heart...

"can sing with mine,

then love has found
its home."

That's nice.

You know,

a few days ago I said...

I felt sorry for Ion.

Well, I was wrong.

He's a very lucky man.

Thank you.

Very lucky.

You'll be lucky too.

You'll meet the right girl
very soon.

Maybe I already have.

Have I?

Your head must be hurting.

You're dreaming dreams
that can never be.

Why not?

No, Nick.
It isn't right.

VET: All right.

-Where is she?
-Look in the wagon, Fred.

Mister,
I treated you squarely,

and you paid me back
by taking my daughter.

Where is she?
What happened?

Sara Jane's gone,
and you got her.

-No!
-She ain't in the wagon.

Found this g*n though.

Believe us, the last time
we saw your daughter

was at your place.

You lie.

I found the doll
at the crossroads

on the edge of town
where you picked her up!

You left her with
some other travelin' band
of Gypsies goin' somewhere.

That's the way you work,
isn't it?

I come to get her back,
pronto.

We don't know
anything about her!

Sheriff, let's hang 'em
one at a time until they talk!

Now, wait a minute!
Is it gonna help
your daughter any--

Is it gonna find her
any faster by k*lling us?

We ain't gonna
hang you just yet.

We got a six-by-six
stone wall jail cell.

There ain't even
a window in it.

I'm gonna throw
all of ya in there,

and you can claw the walls

till we get
that little girl back.

Now, come on,
will you give us a break?

You've heard of
the Barkley Ranch in Stockton?

-Uh-huh.
-Well, I'm Nick Barkley!

Oh, are ya?
I'm President Grant.

Will you give us a chance?

Will you give us a chance
to help you find her?

My dog, Chukar,
is a good tracker.

The best. Pilon has
trained him well.

Out of the wagon.

Fred, hold on a minute.

I know you Gypsies.

You'd lie on
your mother's grave

with your hand
on a stack of Bibles.

I'm gonna take
one small chance.

-Sheriff, you ain't gonna
let 'em go?
-Uh-uh.

Just two of 'em--
this one and the girl.

You bring that child back,

I'll let your kinfolk
out of jail.

It's a trick.

Once they're out of sight,
you'll never see 'em again.

I don't think so, Sam.

A Gypsy's cunning,

but he won't run out
on his own.

Give me that doll.

Give him the doll, Sam.

One thing.
I don't care how you do it,

but you'd better have
that girl back by noon tomorrow.

Take the women in, Fred.

Probably ain't much use,
but we'll keep on searching.

PILON: Mama!

Mama, do not worry.
We will be back.

All right,
we'll start at the crossroads
where they found this doll.

It'll be light by the time
we get there.

I'll go and hitch the horse.

-Nick.
-What?

I'm frightened.

Now, you listen.

Your father sent me along
to take care of you,

and that's just what
I intend to do.

Come on.

Well, here's where
they found the doll.

Find her, Chukar!
Find her!

[barking]

[barking]

She's near here someplace.

-[groans]
-What's the matter?

-I'll be all right.
-I'll look in there.

-[faint sobbing]
-Quiet!

-Did you hear something?
-SARA JANE: Papa! Papa!

[barking]

Careful!

-[sobbing]
-PILON: Sara Jane.

We're here.
We'll get you out.

Can you climb up?

I can't!

Just hold on,
and don't move.

The sand keeps coming down.
Oh, please, help!

Don't jiggle.
Don't even breathe.

The whole thing'll
come down on top of her.

How far down is she?

Fifteen, 20 feet maybe.

All that top sand is loose,

and the casing's
all rotted out.

[sobbing]

Oh, please, help!

Talk to her.
She's frightened.

Sara Jane,
you're going to be fine.

We're going to throw
a rope down to you.

You tie it around yourself,
and we pull you up.

All right.

Sara Jane,
here comes the rope.

Grab on to it.

Grab on to it and
put it around your waist.

I'm afraid!
Oh, please, come and get me!

Try, Sara Jane!

-I can't.
-Try, please!

It all falls down
whenever I move!

Come here.

Please, please come and get me!
Oh, please!

Here.
Put this around you.

I'm coming to get you,
Sara Jane.

It'll be all right.

Just be quiet.

I'm coming down.

All right.

Here I come.

It's all right, Sara Jane.

Nick, stop!

[groans]

Come on, Sara Jane.
Give me your hand.

There.

All right, Nick,
pull us up.

[horse whinnies]

Sara Jane, Pilon,
down the well!

-Nicholas.
-[sighs]

-You all right, Sara Jane?
-Yes.

They saved me, Papa.
They saved me.

I didn't trust you.

I thought you'd both run off,
so I come after you.

[chuckles] Well, now,
we're kind of glad you did.

I feel ashamed.

I don't know
quite what to say.

Well, we all make mistakes.

Thank you, Gypsy.

Now, Doc, wait a minute.
I'm-- I'm not a--

You're welcome, gadjo.

She's coming!
She's coming!

[Chukar barking]

-Pilon.
-Ion!

We began to worry.
I thought that maybe--

We had some trouble
on the way.

This is Mr. Nicholas Barkley.
He's been helping us.

Helping you?
What happened to Corso?

Where's your father?

He had an accident.
He had to remain behind.

-An accident?
-Oh, Ion, don't worry.

Corso will be all right.

He is with the family
of Mr. Barkley.

Mr. Barkley,
you're gadjo.

Why should you want
to help Gypsies?

Well, it wasn't my idea
to start with.

What difference does it make?

Ion, Mr. Barkley
has been very helpful.

Without him,
we never could have brought
the trousseau and the dowry.

You should see what
we have brought for the wedding.

Mr. Barkley, thank you.
Will you stay with us?

Well, a few minutes,
but I gotta be gettin' back.

Come.
This is happy time.

♪

♪ [Ion singing in
foreign language]

♪ [continues]

♪ [theme]