On Borrowed Time

May I give you a lift, sir?

Thank you. No.

I have an appointment...

a lady and gentleman.

Oh, I'm sorry. I...

I thought you signaled me.

No...

Not yet.

Care for a lift?

Thank you.

Quite welcome, sir.

I'm afraid we're not going very far.

I know.

What's that?

You will take me as far as you are going.

That will be far enough.

It was a doctor's car.

See the green cross?

2 people... man and his wife, I guess.

Both killed, huh?

Anybody see it?

Yeah, 2 people were killed...

a man and a woman.

Oh!

Oh, dear!

Yes...

Yes, I'll call right over.

Miss Riffle, sit down here for me.

Here. Now, this is shocking news.

I'm sincerely sorry.

Can I get something for you...

a glass of water?

Sue's my only sister.

I don't know what I'll do without her.

Only yesterday she promised me a trip to California.

I've been planning...

Yes, yes. Just a moment.

Charlie, miss Riffle has had so sad news.

Would you get my car and drive her

over to Dr. Northrup's home?

Yes, yes. Surely.

They tickle.

Hey, don't strangle them that way, son.

They got work to do. Put them in the can.

Think we'll catch a lot of fish today, Gramps?

Think we'll catch a whole lot of fish?

Like as not, son.

Think we'll catch a whale, Gramps?

You can't never tell.

You wouldn't be afraid of a whale, would you, Gramps?

Darned right, I wouldn't.

Not even a great big giant whale?

Well, I never run away from one yet.

Don't never touch this stuff, son.

Give me some?

No, no. Come on. Let's get going.

Julian!

Just a little taste.

No. You wouldn't like it.

What do you drink it for, Gramps?

Oh, on account of my chest.

Julian!

Oh, because your granny's yelling for us

to come and take out that smelly dog.

But I like the way Betty smells.

Well, you're welcome to her, son.

When you two get together,

you're as deaf as a post.

Was you calling us, miss Nellie?

I didn't hear you.

Oh, look at you now, tracking mud all over the place.

Pud, take that filthy thing off the table.

They're only worms, grandma.

Oh! Put it out on the porch.

My goodness, take it away.

Say, pud, you mustn't use that word

about your aunt Demetria.

You said she was a pismire.

That boy's getting to be the limit.

First thing you know, you'll be teaching him how to smoke, I suppose,

and then drink and goodness knows what all.

Well, there will be plenty of time

for the what all, old lady.

Oh, Julian.

Oh, miss Nellie.

Here. Put those in your pocket.

He mimics everything you do.

Julian?

Huh?

Ahem.

What is a pismire?

A pismire is the meanest ant there is,

and aunt Demetria is a pismire.

She's a good, right-minded woman,

and I won't hear a word against her.

Then don't follow me,

'cause I say she's a pismire.

She's no such thing.

She's a narrow-minded, troublemaking,

blue-nosed old pismire, and you know it.

She's a decent, self-respecting woman.

Oh, dear. I've got that gas started again.

Every time I get excited, it starts.

Well, then, don't get excited, then.

I'll take the worms.

Shall I, Gramps?

Can I take the worms?

That's right, son.

There's some cookies.

Thank you, miss Nellie.

Bye, old lady.

Bye, grandma.

Bye, son.

We're going to catch a whale.

Darn right, we are.

Pud!

I do believe that's aunt Demetria.

Aw, talk of the...

Wonder what that old sow bug wants.

Hello, demmy.

I think we better go inside.

I must speak to you alone.

Well... well, what is it, demmy?

Here, pud. You hold that.

I'll be right out in a minute.

Demmy, it isn't...

Now, old girl, can't be nothing serious.

Go on. Go on in.

Go ahead.

Don't be long, Gramps,

will you, Gramps?

No, no, no, son. No, no, no.

Ding dong!

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Hello, Mr. Wentworth.

Hello, pud.

If you want to see my dad, he's not here.

He went to gainesville to make a call.

I went to gainesville once,

but mom went with dad today.

Yes, pud.

I'm going to be a doctor when I grow up.

You bet you are.

You're going to be as good a doctor as your daddy.

Maybe better.

Here comes Casey Jones and his express!

Get out of the way!

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

Oh, really, Mr. Northrup.

This is too generous.

I... well, I don't know what to say.

That's perfectly all right, sir.

It's a real pleasure.

It's just what my son would have wished.

That was a grand sermon you gave

for Jim and his wife.

Did me good to hear all the fine things you said about him,

and I thank you kindly.

And how, uh, how is Mrs. Northrup?

Oh. If you could manage to stop by now and again,

it would be a real comfort to her.

I'll be glad to.

I've noticed that the Northrup pew

is rather empty these days.

Grandpa and me always run and hide

when grandma calls us to go to church,

don't we, Gramp?

Why, now, young man,

wouldn't you like your grandpa to bring you along some Sunday?

Sure. I want to hear you talk.

Oh, you do?

Gramps says you talk like an old woman.

Heh heh heh.

Well, now, young man, you don't lend me much socially.

I think it's high time for us to crawl into a hole.

Good afternoon, sir.

Bye, Mr. Murdock.

That's a good deed done,

if I do say so myself.

Did you do a good deed, Gramps?

Yep. I give a mite more than what is expected.

If you do a good deed, you can make a wish,

and it'll come true.

Is that so?

That's what my storybook says.

Well, must be so, then.

So make a wish, Gramp. Make a wish.

Well, I will, son, soon as I think up a good one.

Would a giant hit his head

on that telephone wire, Gramp?

Well, he'd have to duck some.

Can god see through the sky, Gramp?

Mm-hmm.

Can he see right through our house?

Right you are, son.

Gramp, where do people go when they die?

Where the woodbine twineth.

Grandfather, are you going to die?

Not yet awhile, son.