- Seven Brides for Seven Brothers (1954) - IMDB #0047472 - fps = 23.976 - Length = 1:42:03 - First line = 2:05,837 Last line = 1:41:02,906 - Created by DonToribio (Subscence.Com moniker) - Posted FIRST to Subscene April 23, 2014
That's a little over 10 pounds.
- How much is beaver worth this year? - Six dollars a pound.
Well, I'll trade you for a new plow,
two tubs of lard, a barrel of molasses,
25 pounds of chewing tobacco.
And you wouldn't have a wife under the counter? I'm looking for a wife.
- Any special brand? - Well, yes.
I like best a widow woman that ain't afraid to work.
There's seven of us men, me and my six brothers.
Place is like a pigsty, and the food tastes worse.
So I made up my mind.
The next time I come into town to trade, I'm gonna bring me back a wife.
Well, that's a fine thing, I must say.
Thinking you could come here and trade for a wife like she was a bag of meal.
Oh, oh, no, ma'am, I wouldn't say that, ma'am.
Well, let me tell you, none of our gals is going to go off to bear country with you
to cook and wash and slave for seven slumocky backwoodsmen.
There's 10 men for every woman out here.
You want a wife, you'll have to go back east and get one.
You mean there's no unmarried females in this town?
Good morning, Mrs. Bixby.
- We're having a quilting bee. - We thought you might have some odds and ends.
I'll see.
- How about these? - Now, just a minute.
- What's the matter, they married? - They're spoken for.
- Oh, just spoken for, you had me scared. - I tell you, they're promised.
A lady can change her mind, can't she?
Pay him no mind, girls.
Fred, put his things in the wagon, don't keep him waiting.
Oh, I'm in no hurry, I got all afternoon.
Yeah, you're wasting your time, you won't find a girl in this town to marry you.
I never set my mind to something near to what I got.
Whether it's plowing 20 acres in a day or
dropping a tree within an inch of where I want it.
I'm here today to get me a wife.
I don't aim to go back home empty-handed.
You're all pretty and fresh and young. I'll keep you in mind.
But I ain't deciding on nothin' until I look 'em all over.
♫ Bless your beautiful hide, ♫
♫ Wherever you may be. ♫
♫ We ain't met yet but I'm willing to bet, ♫
♫ You're the gal for me. ♫
Morning, ma'am.
- Morning. - Mama, Papa wants you.
♫ Bless your beautiful hide, ♫
♫ You're just as good as lost. ♫
♫ I don't know your name, but I'm a-stakin' my claim, ♫
♫ Lest your eyes is crossed. ♫
♫ Oh, I'd swap my gun and I'd swap my mule, ♫
♫ Though whoever took it would be one big fool. ♫
Thanks, Adam.
♫ Or pay your way through cooking school, ♫
♫ If'n you ♫
♫ Would say, "I do". ♫
- Morning, ma'am. - Morning, backwoodsman.
- Nice day for marrying. - That's a right good idea.
Oh, Lem.
I thought you'd never ask me.
♫ Bless your beautiful hide, ♫
♫ Prepare to bend your knee ♫
♫ And take that vow because I'm a-tellin' you now ♫
♫ You're the gal for me. ♫
♫ Pretty and trim, but kind of slim, ♫
♫ Heavenly eyes, but oh, that size, ♫
♫ She's gotta be right to be the bride for me. ♫
♫ Bless your beautiful hide, ♫
♫ Wherever you may be. ♫
Milly, where are ya? A dozen men are here bellowing for victuals, and you out chopping wood.
I'm coming.
♫ Pretty and trim, but not too slim, ♫
♫ Heavenly eyes and just the right size, ♫
♫ Simple and sweet, ♫
♫ And sassy as can be. ♫
♫ Bless her beautiful hide, ♫
♫ Yes, she's ♫
♫ The girl for me. ♫
Milly, Milly, let's eat.
- Yeah, let's eat. - Come on, I'm dying of hunger.
You'll all eat, don't be frettin', just give me time.
Eh, nobody can cook like Milly, huh?
- When are you gonna marry me, Milly? - Oh, next week, Sam.
Oh, she's gonna marry me, ain't you Milly?
What would your wife say, Tom?
- Anything you'd like? - Could be.
But first, I think I'd better sample that cooking.
Oh, Harry.
Oh, I am sorry.
- That's all right, Milly. - Awfully sorry.
- That smells good enough to eat. - It tastes good too, so they tell me.
Got any ketchup handy?
My stew can stand on its own feet.
Good?
Good.
My name's Adam Pontipee.
Odd name, I must say.
I live up the mountain, I got a farm up there.
- Have you? - Good farm and a house on it.
There's timberland, high-grazing meadows,
sheep, milk cows, 50 acres of wheat.
Only thing it ain't got, it ain't got a woman. How about it?
How about what?
I just told you.
How about marrying me?
Oh, I know it's kinda short notice.
Back east, we would've met-up a Sunday leaving church.
Six months later, I would've... would've asked ya,
"Could I walk you home?"
Next two or three years, I would've set in your front parlor every Wednesday night.
And finally I woulda asked your father could I marry you?
But here there's not time.
I've gotta be home tonight to tend to my stock.
It'll be another five months before I get down again with my grain.
You gonna keep me waitin' all that five months just for your pride?
I'd have to finish my chores.
I knew it the minute I set eyes on ya, you was the gal for me.
I'll go get cleaned up a bit and root out the preacher.
♫ Bless her beautiful hide ♫
♫ Wherever she may be... ♫
- Where's the preacher's house? - Down the street next to the church.
Thanks, Pop.
♫ She's the gal for me. ♫
I'll say it plain, Milly, and to your face, I don't like this marriage.
- Oh, Reverend... - I don't know you or anything about you.
And I feel responsible.
Milly's like a daughter to us. We're her only family.
Reverend, ever since I came here, you've been after me to marry.
A girl had no right to stay single you said, the country needed to be settled.
We meant you to marry one of our young men, Milly.
You had your pick of them.
I tried.
Again and again I tried.
I'd say yes to one of them
then an awful sinking feeling would strike me right here,
and I couldn't do it.
When I said yes to him
I waited for that feeling, but it didn't come.
I feel just fine.
I feel so good I could cry.
Well, I think it's wonderful, love at first sight.
Alice! What kind of talk is that?
You're determined, Milly?
Yes, Reverend.
Then step forward.
Take her hand in yours.
Repeat after me: I, Adam Pontipee,
I, Adam Pontipee...
take this woman to be my lawfully wedded wife.
Where's she going?
Never did like them Pontipees.
Now I know why.
Ma! Ma! He done it, he got a wife.
It's Milly. It's indecent, if you ask me.
One lone woman with seven scroungy backwoodsmen.
♫ Bless your beautiful hide, wherever... ♫
I'm not much of a bride with only this for an outfit.
Well, you'll find a trunk in the attic belonged to my mother.
There's things there, if your handy with a needle.
I'd like that.
I'd like to be wearin' something that belonged to your mother.
My mother left me these.
They're packets of seeds for a flower garden she meant to plant out here.
My father left me these.
Plutarch's Lives and the Bible.
He taught me to read by them.
I hope that maybe someday I can teach our...
How far is it up to the farm?
About 12 miles.
Imagine.
On my way to my own home.
I feel so wonderful I could yell.
Go ahead.
Hooray!!!
That's Echo Pass, it ain't safe to raise you voice in the winter.
Might start an avalanche.
I cussed my horse too loud one February and we got snowed in 'til spring.
Most people think that I'd be pretty lonely,
but I can stand some loneliness after the Inn.
Think I'd better water my horses.
My wedding bouquet.
- Sorrel? - It makes real nourishing soup.
Always back at the Inn, when I'd hear the men yellin' and screamin' for their dinners,
I'd think how wonderful it would be to cook and care for one man.
Just one man.
Now that it's happened,
I can't hardly believe it's true.
♫ Ding-dong, ♫
♫ Ding-a-ling-dong, ♫
♫ Were the steeple bells ever quite as gay? ♫
♫ Wonderful, wonderful day. ♫
♫ Bluebirds in the bluebells sing a song, ♫
♫ To send me along my way. ♫
♫ Wonderful, wonderful day. ♫
♫ Though I've got to own up, ♫
♫ I'm as grown up as can be. ♫
♫ Seems I've gone and flown up ♫
♫ To a bright, merry ♫
♫ airy fairyland. ♫
♫ And so you'll forgive me ♫
♫ If I simply throw out my chest and say, ♫
♫ "Beautiful, glorious" ♫
♫ "Heavenly, marvelous" ♫
♫ "Wonderful, wonderful day." ♫
♫ Big clouds floatin' lazy ♫
♫ Like a daisy in the sky. ♫
♫ Big things to be doing ♫
♫ By and by. ♫
♫ Goin', ♫
♫ Slowin', ♫
♫ Growin' things. ♫
♫ Big love for my darlin' ♫
♫ As we share whatever may come our way. ♫
♫ Beautiful, glorious, ♫
♫ Heavenly, ♫
♫ Marvelous, ♫
♫ Wonderful, ♫
♫ Wonderful day. ♫
This is my brother Caleb.
- How are you, Brother Caleb? - My wife, Milly.
Your wife?
Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle.
Hey, Eph, Dan, he done it, he got married.
This is my brothers Ephraim and Daniel.
Hi, Brother Ephraim, Brother Daniel.
Which one is Ephraim and which is Daniel?
- Me. - Me.
And this here's Benjamin.
How are you, Brother Benjamin?
You didn't tell me you had brothers.
Well, must have been the wedding, threw it out of my mind.
You all live around here?
Not around.
Here.
I guess I should have picked some more sorrel.
This is the house.
What a nice big room.
Well, it might need readying up a bit,
but now that you're here...
Come on, wake up and meet your sister-in-law. This is Frank.
- How are you, brother Frank? - And this here's Gideon.
Drop that spoon.
We'll have human-cooking now that she's here.
- Are there any more? - No.
Gideon's the last-born.
Take a little while to put the right name with the right brother.
Well, just remember your ABCs.
Adam, Benjamin, Caleb, Daniel, Ephraim, Frank and Gideon.
They're fine-sounding names. Bible names.
That was Ma's idea.
ABCs, that was Pa's so he could keep track of us.
He was figurin' on usin' the whole 26 letters right down to Zachariah, but,
he got a look at Gideon here and went and chopped a tree down on himself.
There's one of the names in the Bible I don't seem to remember.
Frank. Is Frank a Bible name?
Oh, that ain't his real name. Is it, Frank?
We just call him that for short. His real name is Frank...
Pay 'em no mind, I'll show you around.
- Come over here now. Up here's the bedroom. - Can't you stop them?
Ah, you get used to that. Now, like I was sayin'...
So, what happened, was it something I said?
Oh, no, Frank's just touchy about his name, that's all.
There was no 'F' names in the Bible,
so Ma named him Frankincense because he smelled so sweet.
Now look, like I was tellin' you, up there's the bedroom.
Down there's where the boys bunk. If ya follow me, I'll show you the rest.
This is the washroom.
Me and the boys are kinda hard on clothes, so there'll be a lot of washing and mending, but...
- But now that... - That I'm here.
This is the kitchen.
You'll find flour in that barrel right there.
Salt pork over there.
All right! Get out of here!, All o' you! How do you expect her to get supper?
Come on, all of you, get out of here. You too, Gideon, c'mon!
You'll find wood down the path there, and water's right outside the front door.
There's the dinner bell, so...
Ring it loud when you get the supper ready.
- What'd you do that for? - You...
All of you falling on the food that way.
Haven't you any decency to wait for grace?
- Huh? - Nah!
You don't even know what I'm talkin' about.
- Trouble? - Look at your brothers.
The vittles must be good.
All right.
If you're gonna act like hogs,
you can eat like hogs.
"Neither cast ye your pearls before swine,
lest they trample them under their feet,
and turn again and rend you."
It's about time for you boys to turn in, ain't it?
There's a big day of plowing ahead tomorrow.
It's 9:00 already, an hour past your bedtime.
Yours, too.
I am getting a mite sleepy at that.
Who is it?
It's Adam, your husband.
Come in, Adam.
Good night, boys.
I thought you'd be in bed.
Did you?
It's been a right busy day.
You must be kind of tuckered out.
That's right.
Shall I...
turn down the covers?
You can if you like.
But I'm not going to bed.
You don't want a wife, Adam.
You want a cook, a washerwoman.
A hired girl.
Well, a hired girl's got a right to her own sleeping place of her own.
- Reckon that's so, Milly. - All the way up in the wagon, you let me talk,
make a fool of myself, talking about you and me.
You should have stopped me.
Maybe I should've,
but it sounded real pretty.
Besides, if I'd of...
if I'd of told you beforehand, you might not've married me.
And I wanted you to marry me, Milly, I wanted it real bad.
Sure ya did, 'cause ya knew I was young and strong, and there was lots of work in me.
Well, that's partly true,
it's a hard life here in the forest and wilderness.
There's trees waiting to be felled,
land waiting to be plowed and fenced, stock to be fed.
A man wants a wife who can work alongside of him.
Of course, if...
if she's got eyes that are bluer than cornflowers, and
hair the color of wheat in the sunshine,
he counts himself real fortunate.
I'll work alongside you, Adam,
but I'm not sleeping alongside you.
She wants a drink of water. She's thirsty.
Have a drink.
What are you doing?
Bedding down for the night.
I don't know what the birds see in it.
Somehow it just don't seem fittin'
for a bridegroom to spend his wedding night in a tree.
It's your idea, not mine.
I guess I was pretty mad, Adam.
I built up such a store of dreams.
Dreams about love and...
marriage and such.
♫ When you're in love, ♫
♫ There is no way on earth ♫
♫ to hide it. ♫
♫ When you're in love, ♫
♫ Really in love, ♫
♫ You simply let ♫
♫ your heart decide it. ♫
♫ With every sigh, ♫
♫ With every glance, ♫
♫ With every heartbeat, ♫
♫ You confide it. ♫
♫ You'll want the world ♫
♫ to know it, too, ♫
♫ When you're in love ♫
♫ As I'm in love ♫
♫ With you. ♫
I know how it is with your brothers.
You being the head of the house and all.
I wouldn't want you to lose face.
All things considered,
maybe you'd better come back in.
Bacon.
Fresh-made coffee.
Hot bread.
It's Milly cooking.
- Adam must've told her what was what. - Oh, it sure smells good.
- I'm hungry. - I feel like I haven't et for years.
Where's my pants?
- Where's my shirt and pants? - I'm looking for my own.
Who did it? Who hid them on me?
- All I've got's my boots. - Good morning, my brothers.
If you're lookin' for your outside clothes they're hangin' up
drying on the line, I came in before and got them.
I couldn't get your inside clothes, so I'll take them now.
Our underwear?
Your winter underwear that you're sleeping in.
You might as well hand 'em over, 'cause you're not gonna get your clothes
or food or nothin' 'til you get all cleaned up.
And shaved.
Where's Adam? We wanna talk to Adam.
He's out plowing, he had breakfast over half an hour ago.
I got hot muffins waitin',
crisp bacon, hotcakes, steak, fryer potatoes,
fresh-ground coffee.
Now, do I get that winter underwear, or do I have to come in and take it off ya?
Don't listen to her. She wouldn't dare.
Oh, wouldn't I?
All right, all right, you'll get it.
I didn't know last night I'd married into such a handsome family.
You know, you're mighty good-looking boys.
Well, you are, every last one of ya.
What you been doing goin' around hiding behind those whiskers?
Afraid some girl will see ya and run off with ya?
Why haven't I ever seen ya at the dances or the cornhuskings in the harvest-time?
Don't you like girls?
We ain't never hardly ever seen one.
Well, you got a big sister now that's gonna see that you do.
You wanna to eat?
Oh, Lord, Thou has brought us through desert, mountain and wilderness,
to a good land, a land of wheat and game, where we need never hunger.
We thank Thee, Oh, Lord, for Thy loving care and Thy bounty.
Amen.
- Amen. - Amen.
After you.
Thank you.
- Where you going, Milly? - I've got to go to town, Gideon.
The flour barrel's gettin' low, and I've worn a broom and a scrub brush clear through.
I'd better go along and help you tote 'em.
- What's going on? - Milly and me's goin' to town.
- Oh, I'll reckon I'll go along, help drive the horses. - I'll drive.
Hey, Milly's going to town.
- Hey! - Let's go with them.
You boys set here and wait, Gideon'll help me.
And don't forget, mind your manners.
Hey, look, girls.
Quick, say something.
Care for a chaw of tobacco?
Hey, what's going on?
That oaf insulted us.
No such thing, all he did was offer them a chaw of...
- Well, it's dang good tobacco. - Oh, it is, huh?
Hey, it's us!
My window.
Stop it, Benjamin. Stop it this minute.
Don't just stand there, do something.
What fer, there's only three little ones?
- Stop it, do ya hear? - All right, Milly.
It's stopped.
You get in that wagon. Git!
What did I do wrong, Milly?
Well, first off, if you want to get a girl, you gotta learn how to talk to her.
I'll show you.
I'm a girl. You meet me coming out of church.
You raise your hat.
- Well, what's the matter, Caleb? - My hair ain't combed.
Well, next, you gotta say something nice.
Gideon, say something nice.
Nice night for a coon hunt.
You get out of here. Git!
You're beatin' your head against a stone wall, Milly,
you'll never make jack-a-dandies out of them.
You pay him no mind, 'cause you're all gonna be just fine.
Besides, it's a whole month before the barn-raising and the picnic.
There's one thing you got to remember.
You're gonna have a lot of competition,
'cause every one of those girls down there have 5 or 10 fellas running 'round her.
- Well, we'll clean them out first thing. - Yeah, the whole lot of 'em.
No, no, that's one thing you mustn't do.
If they want to act like a pack of hyenas, let 'em.
You gotta be above such things.
You gotta act gentlemanly and well-spoken,
and show the girls you have some etiquette.
Eti... What?
Like I showed you at the table.
When you meet a girl, don't grab her like she was a flapjack.
Hold off for a while.
Offer her your arm.
When you've got her alone, steal your arm around her.
You gotta court a girl to get her.
You gotta call her "my darling",
"my dear", "my precious", "my pet."
♫ Goin' courtin', goin' courtin', ♫
♫ Oh, it sets your senses in a whirl. ♫
♫ Goin' courtin', goin' courtin', ♫
♫ Dudin' up to go and see a girl. ♫
♫ Oh, it's fun to hunt and shoot a gun, ♫
♫ Or to catch a rabbit on the run. ♫
♫ But you'll find it's twice as sportin' ♫
♫ Goin' courtin'. ♫
- Is this what you mean? - It's what I mean.
♫ Now there's lots of things you gotta know, ♫
♫ Be sure the parlor light is low. ♫
♫ You sidle up and squeeze her hand ♫
♫ Let me tell you, fellows, that it's grand. ♫
♫ You hem and haw a little while, ♫
♫ She gives you kind of half a smile. ♫
♫ You cuddle up, she moves away, ♫
♫ Then the strategy comes into play. ♫
See what I mean?
♫ Goin' courtin', goin' courtin', ♫
♫ If you find it hard to break the ice. ♫
♫ Goin' courtin', goin' courtin', ♫
♫ Here's a little femi-nine advice. ♫
♫ Roll your eyes and heave a little sigh, ♫
♫ Grunt and groan like you're about to die, ♫
♫ That is what's known as emotin'. ♫
♫ Goin' courtin'. ♫
- How about sparkin'? - Parlor's darkened?
And you're longin' for a fond embrace?
- What about pettin'? - And sofa settin'?
- Suppose she ups and slaps your face? - Yeah!
♫ Just remember, blessed are the meek, ♫
♫ Don't forget to turn the other cheek. ♫
♫ Pretty soon you'll both be larkin', ♫
♫ Goin' sparkin', ♫
- ♫ Goin' dancin', ♫ - Goin' dancin'?
♫ At a fancy ball or minuet. ♫
May I?
♫ Goin' dancin', you'll impress them with your etiquette. ♫
Now you two try it. Come on!
- You mean, men are learning how to dance? - Uh-huh.
♫ Yes, it came direct from Paris, France, ♫
♫ It will help with your romancin'. ♫
♫ Goin' dancin'. ♫
Come on, now, you follow us.
Turn.
Down, up.
Turn.
Down, up.
Come on, this way.
Step to the right.
Then to the left. Make a turn.
Now weave in and out.
I love dancing.
Now, boys.
- Keep your dancin'. - And huntin'.
- And shootin'. - And fightin'.
♫ And trappin', 'cause we're goin' ♫
♫ Courtin'. ♫
Cleanest fingernails I ever saw.
What happened to your thumb, Gideon?
Oh, I soaked it in lye, took off the dirt, but it nearly took my nail with it.
Oh, I'm so proud of you, all of you.
Now just remember one thing, mind your manners and be real gentlefolk.
And no fighting, no matter what happens.
What's holding you up? If we're going to a barn-raising, let's go.
Come on.
Who are they? I don't recall ever seein' them before.
- They're strangers to me. - Seven of them.
And all as tall as church steeples.
It's Milly! Milly!
- Where are you going? - To see Milly.
Looks like them Pontipee brothers.
Milly.
- Alice! - Mil, I've missed you so.
I've missed you all so much.
I baked some things for the collation... pies and such.
You! Oh, we'll take them over.
I'd be pleasured if you'd allow me.
Why, thanks.
- We'll all help carry them. - I couldn't let a little lady like you heft that.
- Can we help? - Please.
Allow me, ma'am.
If you'll just follow me.
To the ends of the earth.
Afraid that's all.
Sorry, that's all.
May I escort you back?
You know, you're the prettiest girl I ever acquainted.
May I escort you to the ball, ma'am?
Well, it wouldn't hurt you to learn some manners, too.
What do I need manners for? I already got me a wife.
Hey! Come on, everybody, get your partners.
There's gonna be dancing.
- Faster. - Faster, Frank.
Thattaboy, Carl.
Take him, Dan.
All right, Frank.
Neighbors, neighbors, may I have your attention?
All you folk that have come from far and wide,
Henry here wants me to thank you men for coming to help him raise his barn.
Thanks, folks.
And he thanks the ladies for the fancy vittles they brought.
Now, since a barn's got four sides, there's gonna be four teams.
The team that gets their side up first wins the little heifer.
Henry, show them Annabel.
Now, get your teams set up, neighbors, and let's see who wins the little lady.
Adam, we could use her on the farm.
How about it, boys?
Mr. Perkins, you can put the seven of us brothers down for one team.
Milly's says she's taken a fancy to Annabel.
You hear, boys? That was Adam Pontipee.
Last time he came to town he bragged how he always got what he set out to get,
and danged if he didn't.
He's a hard one to beat, I'm warnin' ya.
- Don't worry. - We'll handle 'em.
That's the spirit.
We got a team all set up here, Pete.
And here's your fourth, Pete.
That's fine, now, got your hammers and all?
- Yeah! - Yeah!
Then take your positions,
the sooner ya raise the barn, the sooner you get the vittles.
Are you ready?
Let's go.
It's my fault, sorry, I guess I shouldn't've had my hand there.
- What happened? - Nothing.
Now, get up with that board up there.
Now what happened?
Oh, I stubbed my big toe.
Come on, let's get going.
Hey, Frank, get those sideboards up here.
Hurt yourself, Frankincense?
Now c'mon, let's go!
- What's the matter with you boys today? - Just a little dizzy spell.
Hold it! Hold it! Take it easy!
He didn't drop that hammer, he threw it, I saw him.
- Well, we don't want no fights. - We promised Milly.
We're gonna keep it calm, so don't start anything.
Come on, we're way behind now.
She's made you into a bunch of mama's boys.
They're out to murder you, and what do you do, apologize for living.
You're a disgrace to the Pontipee name.
You're a bunch of lily-livered, chicken-hearted lickspittles.
Serves you right, I hope they break your necks.
Come on, Gideon, next one...
What are you doing that for, he ain't done nothin'?
Boys, boys, stop this fightin'.
Witch hazel.
Split lip.
Don't smile for a few days. Next.
Two beefsteaks. Frank?
A kick in the pants.
Next?
A loose tooth and swelled-up knuckles.
It's a wonder you have any teeth left at all. Witch hazel, please.
I'm sorry, Milly, honest, but when that fellow took out after Adam, an innocent by...
I understand, Gideon.
You all did your best, I guess.
Good night, boys.
Good night, Milly.
I feel awful strange-like, Milly, here.
And if it's what I think ails you, Gideon, witch hazel's not gonna help.
Alice is sweet, isn't she?
Good night.
What's the matter with you?
Somebody butt you in the breadbasket?
I felt this way even before the fight.
Ever since I seen Alice.
Do you reckon I could be in love?
Pa used to say love's kinda like the measles, you only get it once.
And the older you are, the tougher it goes.
Young fella like you oughta get it kind of light.
I guess not.
I don't know as I can answer your question, Gideon.
But according to Milly, and she's had a heap of book-learning
♫ When you're in love ♫
♫ When you're in love, ♫
♫ There is no way on earth ♫
♫ to hide it. ♫
♫ When you're in love, ♫
♫ Really in love, ♫
♫ You simply let your heart ♫
♫ decide it. ♫
♫ How can you tell ♫
♫ What's in its spell? ♫
♫ How can you tell ♫
♫ until you've tried it? ♫
♫ Wait for that kiss ♫
♫ You're certain of, ♫
♫ And let your heart decide ♫
♫ When you're ♫
♫ In love. ♫
I guess I got the beginnings.
But them townspeople'll never let us court them gals now.
- Not after today. - Eh, don't let it fret you.
If you don't get this one, there'll be another one to come along.
One woman's pretty much like the next.
Come on, let's go feed the stock.
♫ I'm ♫
♫ A lonesome polecat, ♫
♫ Lonesome ♫
♫ Sad and blue, ♫
♫ 'Cause I ain't got no ♫
♫ Femi-nine polecat ♫
♫ Vowin' to be true. ♫
♫ Can't make no vows ♫
♫ To a herd of cows ♫
♫ I'm ♫
♫ A mean old hound dog ♫
♫ Bayin' at the moon, ♫
♫ 'Cause I ain't got no ♫
♫ Lady friend hound dog ♫
♫ Here to hear my tune. ♫
♫ A man can't sleep ♫
♫ When he sleeps with sheep. ♫
♫ I'm ♫
♫ A little old hoot owl ♫
♫ Hootin' in the trees, ♫
♫ 'Cause I ain't got no ♫
♫ Little gal owl fowl ♫
♫ Here to shoot the breeze. ♫
♫ Can't shoot no breeze ♫
♫ With a bunch of trees. ♫
It is beautiful, isn't it?
Not to me.
I've seen too much of it.
- I'm getting out. - Benjamin.
I'm not gonna spend another winter here, snowed in for 3... 4 months.
What would we do without you?
We'd miss you so.
There's plenty here to take care of the farm without me.
Adam.
- Benjamin says he's leaving. - What?
He says it's the winter, but I know it's not that.
He's grievin' for his girl, they're all grieving for their girls.
Why should they grieve for them girls, they hardly saw 'em more 'an once.
Once is all it takes if it's the right one.
Oh, and I had such dreams of all of 'em living 'round.
Dozens of babies and children, visitin' back and forth at Christmastime and birthdays.
If Benjamin goes, then another will go.
And another.
I'll talk to him.
If you could just get a look at yourselves.
You look like a bunch of lovesick bull calves.
If you're sweet on those girls, why don't you do something about it?
Why don't you go marry 'em?
Oh, sure, just "Go marry 'em," as easy as that.
You know they'd never let us marry 'em now in a thousand years.
Then do like the Romans did with the "Sobbing Women" or "Sa-bine Women",
or whatever they called 'em.
Those Romans were in the same fix you're in.
They was opening up new territory, and women were scarce, just like here.
There were these Sobbin' Women in town.
So what did the Romans do?
They went down there, and they carried 'em off.
If you can't do as good as a bunch of old Romans, you're no brothers of mine.
'Course, this being Oregon and God-fearing territory,
you'd have to capture a parson along with 'em.
Hey, them Romans, they the ones I heard about settled north of here?
Oh, no, this was in olden days.
I read about here it in Milly's book.
- Oh, a book. - Oh, this is history.
This really happened.
♫ Tell you about them Sobbin’ Women who lived in the Roman days. ♫
♫ It seems that they all went swimmin' while their men was off to graze. ♫
♫ Well a Roman troop was riding by and saw them in their "me-oh-mys", ♫
♫ So they took 'em all back home to dry, ♫
♫ Least that's what Plutarch says. ♫
♫ Oh, yes, them women was sobbin', sobbin', sobbin', ♫
♫ Fit to be tied. ♫
♫ Every muscle was throbbin', throbbin' from that riotous ride. ♫
♫ Seems they cried and kissed and kissed and cried ♫
♫ All over that Roman countryside, ♫
♫ So don't forget that ♫
♫ When you're taking a bride ♫
♫ Sobbin', fit to be tied ♫
♫ From that riotous ride. ♫
- So then what happened? - Gather 'round, I'll tell you.
♫ They never did return their plunder, ♫
♫ The victor gets all the loot. ♫
♫ They carried 'em home by thunder ♫
♫ To rotundas small but cute. ♫
♫ And you never seen, so they tell me, ♫
♫ Such downright domesticity, ♫
♫ With a Roman baby on each knee ♫
♫ Named Claudius and Brute. ♫
- Oh, Yes! - Oh, yes!
♫ Them women was sobbin', sobbin', sobbin', ♫
♫ Passin' them nights ♫
♫ While the Romans was goin' out hobnobbin', starting up fights. ♫
Is that so?
♫ They kept occupied by sewing lots of little old togas ♫
♫ For them tots and sayin' someday ♫
♫ Womenfolks'll have rights ♫
♫ Passin' all their nights, ♫
♫ Just sewing, ♫
♫ While the Romans had fights. ♫
Hey! Listen to this.
♫ When the menfolk went to fetch 'em, ♫
♫ The women would not be fetched. ♫
♫ It seems when the Romans catch 'em their lady friends stay catched. ♫
♫ Now, let this be because it's true, ♫
♫ A lesson to the likes of you. ♫
♫ Rough 'em up like them there Romans do, ♫
♫ Or else they'll think you're tetched. ♫
- Oh, yes! - Oh, yes!
♫ Them women was sobbin', sobbin', sobbin', ♫
♫ Buckets of tears. ♫
Mighty sad.
♫ On account of old dobbin, dobbin really rattled their ears. ♫
And that ain't all.
♫ Oh, they acted angry and annoyed, ♫
But secretly they was overjoyed!
♫ You might recall that when corrallin' your steers, ♫
- Oh, ho-ho-ho! - Oh, ho-ho-ho!
♫ Them poor little dears. ♫
What are you sittin' there for, why don't we go down and get 'em.
- Oh, yes! - Oh, yes!
- ♫ Them women was sobbin', sobbin', sobbin', ♫ - ♫ Oh, yes. ♫
- ♫ Weepin' a ton. ♫ - ♫ Them Sobbin’ Women. ♫
♫ Just remember what Robin, Robin, Robin Hood ♫
- ♫ would have done. ♫ - ♫ Them Sobbin’ Women. ♫
♫ We'll be just like them there Merry Men, ♫
♫ And make them all merry once again. ♫
♫ And though they'll be a-sobbin' for a while, ♫
- Oh, yes! - Oh, yes!
♫ We're gonna make them Sobbin’ Women smile. ♫
- Hey!! - Hey!!
Ho there.
Go get them, be quiet about it.
I'll wait for you here.
Dan, Eph.
Your two's in here.
They're coming out.
- Good night, Liza. - Good night.
You got mine.
How about my good-night kiss, Sarah?
Carl, you're so persistent.
Be a sport, just one kiss.
Well, maybe just a little one.
Close your eyes.
Why, Carl.
Frank.
Attaboy, get 'em in.
Come on, Frank.
Hey, where's Gideon?
- I hear the cat outside. - I'll go, Mrs. Elcott.
Poor Pansy, out on a night like this.
Hurry it up, will you?
- Sounds like Pansy has the croup. - I'll look out in back.
Oh, it's all right, Alice, she's here.
Dorcas.
Pa! Pa! Come quick!
Attaboy, Gideon.
- What's keepin' Benjamin? - I don't know.
- Keep 'em quiet. - Be quiet.
Let's get out of here now.
Let's go.
- Sarah Kines, she's gone. - So is Alice.
- Ruth Jebson, too. - Where's Dorcas?
It was them Pontipees, all seven of them jumped me.
Come on, we'll get 'em.
Make 'em stop that yellin', we're coming to the pass.
Be quiet now, or we'll have an avalanche go down on us.
All right, here we go, hold your breath.
Keep her quiet.
Hurry up, Adam, I hear them coming.
All right, let 'em go.
There she goes.
♫ On account of old dobbin, dobbin really rattled their ears. ♫
All right, boys, line 'em up.
Oh, Milly. Milly!
What have you done?
Help us, Milly, we've been kidnapped.
- Make them take us back. - You take these girls back at once! At once you hear!
- We can't. - There was an avalanche.
I guess we'll just have to wait 'til spring, that's all.
It was your idea, wasn't it?
I'd say it's more yours... it all came outta that book about them Sobbin’ Women.
What kind of men are you anyway?
Are you animals that you'd do a thing like this?
Swooping down like hawks, carrying off poor innocents.
They're just young boys in love, that's all.
Didn't you just tell me today you wanted 'em married with wives of their own.
I want my mother.
Please don't cry, Alice.
I'm sorry, but it was the only way I could get to marry you.
- What? - We forgot to get the parson.
Don't worry, go on in the kitchen, nothin's gonna happen.
Well, cheer up, you got 'em, haven't ya?
Everything's gonna turn out all right. Now Milly...
This house is for the girls.
You're not gonna set foot in it as long as they're here.
You're gonna eat and sleep in the barn with the rest of the livestock.
Now get out of here.
I'm ashamed of you.
Go ahead, boys, go on.
- Now Milly... - You, too.
Well, you're taking this too hard, now everything'll work out fine.
Me and the boys'll get a parson up here some way.
Do you think those girls'd marry them now?
You think because you got a wife so easily,
'cause I didn't make you court me and coax me, that that's all there is to it?
Well, I said yes to you because I fell in love with you the first time I saw you standin' there.
And I thought it was the same with you, too.
- Now Milly... - You think a wife is just to cook and clean.
You got no understanding, you got no feelings.
How could you do a thing like this?
When I think of these poor girls, sick with fright and
their families crazed with worry, and...
I can't abide to look at you.
This isn't exactly the way we'd planned on spending the night... in a barn.
- What do ya think you're doing? - I'm getting out of here.
Going up to the trappin' cabin and wait-out the winter.
You can't do it, Adam, you can't stay up there alone.
Cabin's got enough supplies for the next 6 months.
Don't go, Adam, it's us she's mad at.
Nah... nah...
it's more than that... it's something goes a lot deeper.
Suppose you get sick or break a leg or somethin', up there all alone?
The wolves are mighty bad this year.
The wolves'll be my good company after what I've just been through.
There's nothing like a nice hot cup of tea when you're all tuckered out.
Milly, it's me, Gideon, I gotta speak to you.
- What is it? - It's about Adam.
He's going away up into the mountains up to the trappin' cabin.
Milly, can you hear me?
I hear.
Just speak to him, ask him not to go.
Please, Milly.
He's gotta learn he can't treat people this way.
Now, Eph... Well, let's start here.
What's the matter, you afraid of a little snowball?
Snowballs with rocks in 'em.
Them poor little dears
sobbing buckets of tears.
"And when the sign was given, drawing their swords and falling on with a great shout
they ravished away the daughters of the Sabine."
Who is it?
It's me, Caleb.
What do you want?
It's a mighty cold night, Milly,
I need an extra blanket.
Go and get one.
"And it continues the custom to this very day for the bride, not of herself,
to pass her husband's threshold, but to be lifted over
in memory that the Sabine Women were carried in by violence."
Who is it?
Benjamin.
What do you want?
My leg is feeling poorly, I...
I need some liniment.
Go ahead, but be quick about it.
"Some say too...
the custom of parting the bride's hair with the head of a spear was in token of..."
- I got me a stiff neck. - Well, that's enough of this nonsense.
- Well, we just wanted to... - See, Milly, it was like this...
- it was like this... - Go on out to the barn, all of you, and go to sleep,
or I'll bolt the door on you.
"It was in token of their marriages.
It began at first by wars and acts of hostility,
and then..."
Doesn't it do anything but snow up here?
We've had a blizzard every day for the past two months.
I'm going crazy, shut up in this house.
- Alice, why don't you read out loud to us? - Oh, no.
Oh, we've heard that book three times already.
- Yes, go on, read us about the Sobbin’ Women. - Please, Alice.
We can't stand it again.
Then go get the dress Milly promised you and I'll fit it.
What's the use when there's no one to see it?
No one? Well, I like that. We're no one.
- Where's Milly? - Out in the barn hunting eggs.
Well, I wish I could hunt eggs. I love to hunt eggs.
Which of the boys slept in this bed, do you suppose?
Dorcas Galen.
What's the matter? Didn't you ever think of that?
That you're sleeping in one of their beds?
Well, I certainly never thought any such thing.
Liza, Alice,
come away from that window this minute.
I think it's disgusting standing there where THEY can see you.
I noticed that you peek out often enough when you think no one's looking.
- I never. - I saw you.
So did I.
You take that back, ya hear?
Don't you dare say a thing like that about Martha.
And what were you doing last night out at the woodpile?
Girls... girls!
Stop it this minute.
Oh, Girls, please don't squabble, not now, not when I need you so much.
You see, I'm counting on all of you to help me,
because I'm gonna have a baby.
Oh, Milly, sit down.
- Are you comfortable? - You won't lift a finger from now on.
We're gonna take over everything, we'll do your chores, cleaning, cooking, everything.
No, no, really you can't, that'd be silly.
- Where are you going? - Well, I have a few things to do.
Milly, when's the baby coming?
Well, you have to be patient.
But when?
In the spring.
- I wish it was me. - Dorcas.
I've always wanted to be a June bride,
and have a baby right off, in the spring, maybe.
♫ Oh, they say when you marry in June, ♫
♫ You're a bride all your life, ♫
♫ And the bridegroom who marries in June, ♫
♫ Gets a sweetheart for a wife. ♫
♫ Winter weddings can be gay, ♫
♫ Like a Christmas holiday. ♫
♫ But the June bride hears the song ♫
♫ Of a spring that lasts all summer long. ♫
♫ By the light of the silvery moon, ♫
♫ Home you ride, ♫
♫ Side by side ♫
♫ With the echo of Mendelssohn's tune ♫
♫ In your hearts ♫
♫ As you ride. ♫
♫ For they say when you marry in June, ♫
♫ You will always be a bride. ♫
♫ The day a maiden marries ♫
♫ Is a day she carries through the years. ♫
♫ The church is full of flowers bridal showers are passé. ♫
♫ The groom's waiting at the altar, ♫
♫ Here comes the bride, ♫
♫ They're each promising to love and obey, ♫
♫ Best man is celebrating, ♫
♫ Every bridesmaid's waiting just to see ♫
♫ Which one of them will catch the wedding bouquet. ♫
♫ For they say, ♫
♫ When you marry in June ♫
♫ You will always, ♫
♫ Always, ♫
♫ Be... ♫
♫ a bride. ♫
♫ In November, the snow starts to fly, ♫
♫ Piling up ♫
♫ Ankle-high. ♫
♫ Come December, it's up to your knee, ♫
♫ Still, the bride's a bride-to-be. ♫
♫ January, higher still, ♫
♫ To the parlor windowsill. ♫
♫ February finds a drift ♫
♫ And a storm that seems never to lift. ♫
♫ March comes in like a lion... What else? ♫
♫ Still, the snow never melts. ♫
♫ April showers will come, ♫
♫ So they say, ♫
♫ But they don't and it's May. ♫
♫ You're about to forget the whole thing, ♫
♫ All at once ♫
♫ One day it's spring. ♫
♫ Oh, the barnyard is busy in a regular tizzy, ♫
♫ And the obvious reason is because of the season. ♫
♫ Ma Nature's lyrical with her yearly miracle, ♫
♫ Spring, spring, spring. ♫
♫ All the hen-folk are hatchin' while their menfolk are scratchin', ♫
♫ To ensure the survival of each brand-new arrival. ♫
♫ Each nest is twitterin' they're all babysitterin', ♫
♫ Spring, spring, spring. ♫
♫ It's a beehive of budding son and daughter life, ♫
♫ Every family has plans in view. ♫
♫ Even down in the brook the underwater life ♫
♫ Is forever blowing bubbles, too. ♫
♫ Every field wears a bonnet with some spring daisies on it. ♫
♫ Even birds of a feather show their clothes off together, ♫
♫ Sun's getting shinery to spotlight the finery. ♫
♫ Spring, spring, spring. ♫
♫ From his aerie the eagle with his eagle eye ♫
♫ Gazes down across his eagle beak, ♫
♫ And affixin' his lady with a legal eye, ♫
♫ Screams, "Suppose we set the date this week?". ♫
♫ Yes, sirree, spring discloses that it's all one supposes, ♫
♫ It's a real bed of roses waggin' tails, rubbing noses. ♫
♫ Each day is Mother's Day the next is some other's day, ♫
♫ When love is king. ♫
Frank, Dan, Ben, Caleb.
Everybody! Milly's having her baby.
Liza, Martha, Ruth, hurry.
Hurry.
I'm an uncle.
Couldn't stand the barn any longer, eh?
I've come to get you, Adam, to take you back with me.
Yeah.
Well, Milly has a baby.
It come day before yesterday.
I don't believe it.
- Well, it's as true as I'm standing here. - I don't believe it.
Just one of her tricks to get me back.
Tricks!?
Why, you lived with Milly as man and wife, and you don't know nothing about her.
- She's got pride and she's spunky. - Yeah.
Why, she'd never bring herself to ask you back.
She'd be wasting her breath.
I don't figure to go.
Not even to see the baby? Your own kin? Your own little girl?
A girl?
I might'a known she'd have a girl.
I'll be back when the pass is open.
I'll stay away 'til the shootin's over.
- Adam... - Huh.
You're my eldest brother.
And I've always looked up to you, tried to ape you,
but today I'm ashamed for you.
Now, I know you can lick me, lick the tar out of me,
but I wouldn't hold myself no kind of man unless I showed you how I felt.
Why, you...
Now git.
The pass is open! The pass is open!
All able-bodied men gather at the meeting house.
Bring your rifles, your sides, your guns, axes, any kind of weapon.
The pass is open! The pass is open!
- Are you ready, men? - Yeah!
- Let's go. - Let's go!
These Pontipees is killers!
Well, what are you staring at?
I told ya I'd be back when the pass was open.
Go on upstairs, girls, go on, quickly.
Let's get the guns.
- Tell 'em to hitch up the wagon. - Wagon?
Put plenty of blankets and straw in it, go ahead.
What do you call her?
I was thinking of some name like Hannah or Hagar or Hephzibah,
picking up where your mother left off.
- Hannah. - Hannah.
I got to thinking up there in the mountains,
thinkin' about the baby,
about how I'd feel if somebody came sneakin' in and carried her off.
I'd string him up the nearest tree,
shoot him down like I would a thieving fox.
I thought about you, too, when I was up there.
It seemed like I couldn't get you off my mind.
Milly, when you're in love,
when you're really in love...
The wagon's ready, Adam.
All right.
Now get the girls, I’m gonna take 'em back,
back to their families.
Adam, you will be careful?
We're not lettin' you take 'em back, Adam.
- We talked it over amongst us and we're all agreed. - They ain't going.
They're our girls now.
I say I'm taking 'em back... I'm still head of this family.
Then I reckon you'll have to show me.
Likewise.
What do I have to do, beat some sense into your dumb heads?
Don't ya know takin' them back's the only way you're ever gonna get 'em?
The whole town's coming up here.
Let them come.
We'll fight 'em all.
Sure you will. And who will you be fighting?
The girls' kinfolk.
Someone's bound to get hurt, a father, a brother maybe.
Think the girl's gonna marry ya after that?
Adam's right.
I stand with Adam.
Well, don't stand too close.
Adam, the girls have gone, they've run away.
Well, go get 'em, get them back, c'mon, c'mon.
- Come back here. - Come back!
Dorcas! Come back, you'll get hurt.
Now, let's keep it quiet, they can hear us from here.
We'll creep up on 'em.
Please, Alice.
Where are you? Come back, Martha, don't run away.
I'm not going back, I'm not going back, I gonna stay with you.
You've got to, it's the only way.
It's Alice.
Come on, Ruth.
There they are.
Don't! You'll hit Dorcas.
Oh, no,
not that.
Grab her dress, men.
Get a ladder!
Ruth! Ruth!
Why, Pa!
- Alice. - Pa! No!
What are you gonna do to him?
We're gonna hang him with the rest of 'em from the nearest tree.
Just a minute, just a minute, before we go,
there's one thing we've got to know from our girls.
Girls! Girls!
Now, Reverend, what is it you want to know?
We're all fathers here, and we love you,
so don't be afraid to answer.
A while back, I heard a wee babe crying in the house, whose is it?
Whose is it, don't be afraid to tell.
Mine.
Do you, Alice, Ruth, Martha, Liza, Sarah, Dorcas,
take these men to be your lawfully wedded husbands?
- We do. - We do!
And do you, Benjamin, Caleb, Daniel, Ephraim, Frankincense, Gideon,
take these girls to be your lawfully wedded wives?
- We do. - We do.
I now pronounce you men and wives.