:58:11
Ma! Grandma! Look!
:58:24
There she is. There she is.
I never knowed there was anything like her.
:58:29
- Will you look at her.
- Look yonder, John.
:58:33
Look how purdy and green it is, Winfield.
:58:36
- Wonder if them's orange trees, John?
- Look like orange trees to me.
:58:39
- They sure are pretty, whatever they are.
- Indeed.
:58:42
Look at them haystacks. I bet we sure could
have fun playing over there.
:58:47
Pretty, ain't it? Mighty pretty. Tom.
:58:50
Where's Ma? I want Ma to see this.
Look, Ma. Come here, Ma.
:58:54
Come on. Come on.
:58:58
- You sick, Ma?
- You say we got across?
:59:01
Look.
:59:03
Oh, thank God.
:59:05
And we're still together. Most of us.
:59:10
Didn't you sleep none?
:59:12
- Was Grandma bad?
- Grandma's dead.
:59:16
When?
:59:18
- Since before they stopped us last night.
- That's why you didn't want them to look?
:59:23
I was afraid they'd stop us
and we wouldn't get across.
:59:29
I told Grandma.
:59:31
I told her when she was dying.
I told her the family had to get across.
:59:36
I told her we couldn't take no chance
on being stopped.
:59:43
So it's all right.
:59:45
She'll get buried where it's nice and green,
trees and flowers all around.
:59:54
She got to lay her head down
in California after all.