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  • 4/26/2024
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00:00 [Music]
00:29 [Music]
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00:48 [Sound of a train]
00:56 [Sound of a door knocking]
00:59 Who's there?
01:01 Officer Fothel-Whistle of the Canadian Mountain.
01:04 Hello, officer.
01:08 Good evening, Mr. Snavely.
01:10 Is it still snowing?
01:11 I don't know. To tell you the truth, I never looked.
01:14 Did you get your man?
01:15 Well, not yet, but I got my own.
01:18 Well, that's something.
01:20 You pulling out?
01:22 Figuring on going over the rim tonight.
01:25 How's your son, Chester?
01:27 You hear from him lately?
01:30 I ain't hear from Chester.
01:32 It'll be a year come Mickey.
01:34 I was thinking of the song that you read about him.
01:38 I wanted to sing it to my wife last night.
01:41 You know, we got a boy just about Chester's age who's got a hankering to go to the city.
01:49 Have you got your dulcimer here?
01:51 Yes, I have, officer.
01:53 I wonder if you'd mind singing me that song.
01:57 I'd be tickled to death, sir.
02:00 You'll have to excuse me, though, if my voice isn't just right.
02:07 You know, we can't get any uppercack up on this part of the country.
02:10 Right ahead, Mr. Snavely.
02:12 You won't consider me rude if I play with my mitts on, will you?
02:19 Not at all, Mr. Snavely. Not at all.
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02:26 There was once a poor boy, and he left his country home.
02:33 And he came to the city to look for work.
02:38 He promised his ma and pa he would lead a sinless life,
02:44 and always shunned the fatal curse of drink.
02:51 Once in the city, he got a situation in a quarry,
02:56 and there he made the acquaintance of some college students.
03:02 He little thought they were demons, for they wore the best of clothes.
03:12 But the clothes do not always make the gentlemen.
03:20 Oh, they tempted him to drink, and they said he was a coward,
03:27 until at last he took the fatal glass of beer.
03:32 When he found what he'd done, he diced the glass upon the floor,
03:41 and he staggered through the door with delirium to remorse.
03:48 [music]
03:52 Once upon the sidewalk, he met a Salvation Army girl,
03:58 and wickedly he broke her tambourine.
04:03 All she said was, "Heaven, heaven bless you,"
04:09 and fleeced a mark upon his brow.
04:13 With a kick she'd learn before she had been saved.
04:19 Now as a moral to young men who come down to the city,
04:27 don't go around breaking people's tambourines.
04:33 That certainly is a sad song.
04:36 [sobbing]
04:41 Don't cry, Constable. It is a sad song.
04:46 My Uncle Ichabod said, speaking of the city,
04:53 "It ain't no place for women, gal, but pretty men go there."
04:59 He always said something to make you split your sides a-laughing.
05:05 Comical old gentleman he was.
05:08 Well, I think I'll be a high jail on the rim.
05:13 And it ain't a fit night out for man or beast.
05:18 [sobbing]
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11:23 [crying]
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11:53 It's so good to see you both again.
11:56 And I'm so glad to be back home with you and Mom, but I can't talk.
12:02 I'd like to go to my little bedroom and lay on the bed and cry like I was a baby again.
12:10 [crying]
12:13 There, there. Go to your room and have a good cry, dear.
12:18 I know how you feel.
12:21 I feel so tired, I think I'll go to bed.
12:25 Why don't you lie down and take a little rest first, Chester?
12:29 Well, good night, Pa.
12:31 Good night, Chester.
12:32 Good night, Ma.
12:33 Good night, Chester.
12:35 Sleep well, Chester.
12:37 Thank you, Pa. You too.
12:39 Thank you, Chester.
12:40 Sleep well, Chester.
12:41 Thank you, Ma. You sleep well.
12:43 Don't forget to open the window a bit, Chester.
12:45 Don't forget to open yours a bit, Pa.
12:47 I won't, Chester.
12:48 Yes, don't forget to open your window a bit, Chester.
12:50 Put yours up a bit too, Ma.
12:51 Good night, Chester.
12:52 Good night, Pa.
12:53 Good night.
12:54 Good night, Ma.
12:55 Good night.
12:56 Good night.
12:57 Good night, Chester.
13:10 I think I'll go out and milk the elk.
13:21 Don't forget your moon porn, Pa.
13:24 Thank you, Ma.
13:31 And it ain't a pit night out for man or beast.
13:50 Lena.
13:52 Lena, honey.
13:55 Papa's calling.
13:58 Papa's calling you.
14:03 Lena.
14:11 My old ambusher ain't what it used to be.
14:21 Hello, Lena.
14:23 Hello, Lena.
14:25 Hey, Albert.
14:26 Have you seen Lena?
14:29 Tell her Mr. Snavely wants to--
14:32 Hello, Lena.
14:33 It's certainly a bright, moonlight night tonight.
14:37 Hello, Lena.
14:41 Hello, Lena.
14:43 Hey, Lena.
14:44 It's me.
14:45 Come here.
14:46 Don't you know me?
14:47 Mr. Snavely.
14:48 Hello, honey.
15:13 Chester, did you steal them bombs?
15:17 Yes, Ma.
15:18 I stole them bombs.
15:20 I was a bank messenger, and they caught me fair and square.
15:24 I wasn't framed.
15:26 I know you stole them, but I never would admit it to your father.
15:32 If he thought you stole them, it would break his poor old heart.
15:38 Never tell him any different.
15:43 Good night, Chester.
15:44 Good night, Ma.
15:56 And it ain't a pit night out for a man or beast.
16:01 [door opens]
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16:26 Has Chester gone to bed yet, Ma?
16:29 I don't think so, Pa.
16:53 Chester?
16:54 Yes, Pa?
16:55 Can I speak to you a minute, son?
16:57 Yes, Pa.
17:04 Chester, did you steal them bombs?
17:13 I know you stole them, son, but I never would admit it to your mother.
17:19 She thinks you're innocent.
17:21 You must never tell her any different.
17:24 If she thought you stole them, it would break her poor old heart.
17:31 Oh, it's so good to be home, Dad.
17:34 I'm going to stay here now with you and Ma for all time.
17:39 Chester, have you any of them bombs on you or any of that money?
17:45 No, Dad.
17:46 I ain't got any of them bombs on me.
17:49 I took that painted money and threw it away.
17:54 And you came back to me and Mother.
17:59 Yes, Pa.
18:01 Hmm.
18:02 To sponge on us the rest of your life.
18:05 I love you.
18:07 You love me.
18:10 Get up.
18:11 Get up.
18:12 I'm going to scratch you.
18:13 Scratch.
18:22 I'm going to pick my out for a man of peace.
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