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- Narrator: A mountain has no need for people, but people do need mountains. We go to them for their beauty, for the exhilaration of standing closer to mysterious skies, for the feeling of triumph that comes from having labored to reach a summit. And I remember a day in the 1930's when I went to Waltons Mountain in search of manhood.
- Esther Walton: Any kind of hunt or open bottle and Charlie Sneed's first across the line.
- John Walton, Sr.: Charlie Sneed's a sociable type Mama.
- Charlie Sneed: [points at John-Boy's shotgun] Where'd you get this old blunderbuss John-Boy?
- John-Boy Walton: That's an old one my daddy used to have.
- Charlie Sneed: You mean this old beanshooter still works?
- John Walton, Sr.: A little off at the sight and it kicks like a mule but it's all right.
- Charlie Sneed: Any turkey that comes around you will at least have a sporting chance!
- Erin Walton: Elizabeth! Just look at your hands!
- Mary Ellen Walton: That's what soap is for, Miss Prissy Pants.
- Erin Walton: I'm gonna tell Mama on you!
- Mary Ellen Walton: Go ahead Miss Dainty Drawers!
- Erin Walton: Mama, Mary-Ellen's got Jim-Bob and Elizabeth working for her, she's got Elizabeth just filthy, and now she's calling me names!
- Olivia Walton: Mary-Ellen, how can you possible manage so many things at once?
- Mary Ellen Walton: I'm a good organizer!
- Olivia Walton: I wish I could hold back time. Keep these happy days, the children with me; young, innocent.
- John Walton, Sr.: You know, you keep your children young and innocent, you'll rob them of what we found.