It don't matter. Come rest your head on my shoulder. There. That's better.

10 seconds sound clip from the The Outcasts of Poker Flat classic radio drama series episode.

You can hear this line at 00:25:20.224 in the radio play.

Quote context

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- They kept this attitude for the rest of the day.

- That night, the storm reached its greatest fury, and rending asunder the protecting pine, invaded the very hut.

- Toward morning, they found themselves unable to feed the fire, which gradually died away.

- As the embers slowly blackened, the Duchess crept closer to Piney, and broke the silence of many hours.

- Piney. Yes, Duchess? Piney, can you pray?

- No.

- It don't matter. Come rest your head on my shoulder. There. That's better.

- Piney.

- Yes, honey? Goodbye?

- Not goodbye. Just, just goodnight. Goodnight, Piney.

- The wind blowed as if it feared to waken them.

- Feathery drifts of snow, shaken from the long pine boughs, flew like white-winged birds and settled about them as they slept.

- The moon through the rifted clouds looked down upon what had been the camp.

[...]