1:12:05
Oh, no. Not me.
1:12:07
You couldn't pay me
to take in a mad dog like that.
1:12:10
I say we've come
on a fool's errand, all of us.
1:12:13
Let the dead past bury its dead.
Let's go back home where we belong.
1:12:22
You sure you didn't see my Freda?
1:12:25
She was 9 year old.
Blue eyes, gold hair...
1:12:27
No. No, Mr. Knudsen,
I told you, I didn't see her.
1:12:36
I say we should go back home
where we belong.
1:12:39
I agree with Mr. Wringle.
1:12:41
I've thought so
for a long time, Marty.
1:12:44
If this unfortunate boy is an example
of what we can expect...
1:12:47
...then I say we're too late.
1:12:50
Major, give him his freedom.
1:12:53
Send him back
to the only life he knows.
1:12:56
Why, no.
1:12:58
Why, no, you can't send him back.
That's my boy.
1:13:01
Why, Marty,
you know that's my Toby.
1:13:04
William, tell them that's our Toby.
1:13:07
Oh, William, don't let them
send him away!
1:13:09
- Don't let them send him away!
- Relax now. They won't send him away.
1:13:13
- Toby!
- Mrs. McCandless, please.
1:13:15
- Marty, that's my Toby!
- Easy, lad.
1:13:17
I'll take the boy, sir,
since no one else wants him.
1:13:21
Do you really think he might be
your son, McCandless?
1:13:24
Between the two of us, no, sir.
1:13:27
But if you ask me again
I'll swear on the Bible he is.
1:13:32
Major, my Mary ain't ever gonna
know what's real and what ain't.
1:13:36
But if I can give her
comfort in a lie...
1:13:39
...l'm sure God won't kick me
out of heaven for it.
1:13:42
So with your consent, sir...
1:13:45
...l'll take our Toby
and do the best I can for him.
1:13:49
Well, you're taking on
a serious responsibility...
1:13:52
...and a dangerous one.
1:13:53
But he's yours.
Good luck to you.