(inaudible.)

Doc, I'm not coming with you.

Come on. Let's walk quietly, and I'll try and help you understand.

Help me talk to him, Fred.

That's all right son, I appreciate you want to help, but it's between Lula Mae and me.

Sure, Doc.

I love you, Lula Mae.

I know, and that's just the trouble.

It's a mistake you always made, Doc, trying to love a wild thing.

You were always lugging home wild things.

Once it was a hawk with a broken wing, and another time, it as a full-grown wildcat with a broken leg.

Remember?

-Lula Mae, there's something... -You mustn't give your heart to a wild thing.

The more you do, the stronger they get.

Until they're strong enough to run into the woods or fly into a tree.

And then to higher tree and then to the sky.