All language subtitles for Cape.Fear.1991.2160p.4K.WEB.x265.10bit.AAC5.1-[YTS.MX]-English

"My Reminiscence."

I always thought that
for such a lovely river,

the name was mystifying...

Cape Fear.

When the only thing to fear on
those enchanted summer nights

was that the magic would end

and real life
would come crashing in.

Okay, Cady, moment
you've been waiting for.

Any people comin' for you, Cady?

- What about your books?
- Already read 'em.

¡Gracias!

¡Hola!

Hi. How are you?

- ¿Cómo está usted?
- Bien, bien.

- ¿Es ropa limpia?
- No, no.

That means "clean".
These are dirty.

The idea is to resolve the tension.

I need to find a motif
that's about movement.

Not the most mind-blowing
concept for a travel agency,

but what the hey?

- Like an arrow maybe?
- Yeah, like an arrow.

Maybe.

But then the other
aspect is stability...

a company that you can trust.

If you can balance those ideas
in a way that's pleasing to the eye,

then you got a logo.

Okay. Movement, stability
and an arrow.

Okay.

I'll think of something
for that one.

Benjamin. Yes.

They switched babies on me
at the hospital, didn't they? Huh?

How'd you do in there?

I got the judge to postpone the
alimony hearing for another 21 days.

- Oh, great.
- Yeah.

I've got till Monday to find out
which S and L in which municipality

- my son-in-law stashed all that money.
- Right, right.

- Anyway, I thank you, and my daughter thanks you.
- You're welcome, Tom.

Here's... Daddy!

Good-bye, Junior!

¡Adiós! ¡Hasta luego!

Sayonara!

Yes, that's very creative, Junior!

He liked me.

All this time,
he actually liked me.

You can't go in!

Your father's making a television
appearance for his campaign!

Dad! Dad,
I gotta talk to you.

What the hell
are you doing here?

What is this, this smoke?

Excuse me.
Excuse me.

Come on.
Let's move our seats.

Okay, then I quit as your son!

Do you believe
that annoying loser guy?

Dad, you should've
just punched him out.

- What, just punched him out? What do you mean?
- Yeah. You boxed.

- You could've shoved him around, shut him up.
- Yeah.

- Yeah, I could take you. That's who I could take.
- Careful.

- You could've even kicked him in the face.
- Kicked him in the face?

Yeah, you know how to fight dirty.

You do that for a living.

Real cute, Leigh.

- Let's sit outside.
- How much do I owe you?

- It's taken care of.
- It's taken care of? Who?

There.

Girls, girls.
Come on, let's sit inside.

- What?
- Yeah. Let's sit inside.

Whoa! Mr Perfect Form.

- No, no. I don't... You gotta...
- What? What?

You gotta snap your wrist
on the backhand.

Usually, I like a little
music at this point, Sam.

- Sam, I want to play in this lifetime.
- All right, all right.

- You gotta snap your wrist.
- Tag.

You know, we should stop
doing this for a while.

Doing... Doing what?
We're not doing anything.

- I know that.
- Yet.

Okay. No, fine, fine.
Maybe you're right.

Why? Does your wife mind?

My wife doesn't even
know you exist,

which most certainly
is for the best.

- Why is that?
- Well...

God, Lori, you know why you
have to ask that question?

'Cause you've never been married.

Why? Is marriage synonymous
with deception?

No, no, no.

It's just that when two people...

When two people...
get married...

and they live together
for a long time, it's...

It's just that I like hanging out
with you. So sue me.

You're funny and you're cute.

And, I don't know,
we talk about the courts

and which judge is senile

and which one wears
a gun under his robe.

Oh, well. You know, Lori,
another time, another place.

Who knows, you know?

- Tomorrow?
- Yeah, it's a light docket.

No. I've won two out of three.
Let's make it the best out of five.

All right. That's good, actually,
because today I let you win.

Sure you did.

- See ya.
- Sure you did.

Hey!

Free as a bird apparently.

You go everywhere you want
with whomever.

That much freedom could maybe get a fella
into trouble. What do you think?

- I'd like my keys.
- Could it be you don't remember me?

Yeah, sure, I remember you.
You were at the movie house the other night.

Oh, I'm disappointed.
I'm hurt.

I would like my keys.

Max Cady.

You look the same.

Maybe 15 pounds heavier.

But they say the average man
gains a pound a year until he's about...

Oh, come on. Okay?

Gains a pound a year
till he's about 60.

Me, I dropped a pound
every year of my sentence.

- Atlanta... '77.
- You got it. July.

Fourteen years since
I held a set of keys.

- You look good, healthy.
- Thank you.

'Cause it's a struggle to
stay healthy in the joint.

But you wouldn't know
about that, would ya?

If you were me, they'd stick
you with the white trash.

They don't strike
a lick of work all day.

Fact. This little ol' cigar
is my only vice.

'Cause I needed a vice in the joint
to remind me I was human.

What brings you to New Essex?

Oh, the climate.

Boy, the South.

I'm thinkin' of settlin' right down
here in New Essex, counsellor.

- Have you been following me?
- It's a small town.

Everywhere you turn, I guess we're
gonna run into each other.

- Well, take care, Mr Cady.
- You too.

You're gonna learn about loss.

What?

Dad, could you...

Sorry, Danny.

- What you working on?
- It's English.

We're supposed to read
Look Homeward, Angel,

which is a kind of reminiscence,

and we have to attempt
something in the same style.

What's it about,
your reminiscence?

The houseboat.

Oh, the houseboat.

It's not even July 3 yet.

Yeah. I was thinking
we ought to take two weeks off

and go up to Wilmington, like the
old times, down to the houseboat.

I wanted to in early June,
remember?

- You said you didn't have time this summer.
- I probably don't.

Well, now I don't either.

Besides, Danny's got summer school
till Labor Day.

Is it really that critical
that she can't miss two damn weeks?

You know, the alternative
was to expel her.

Maybe this drama teacher
from the college

will get her excited
about something.

Yeah. About him probably.

Why'd they have to make
such a stink,

like she was on heroin
or something?

I mean, marijuana.
What's marijuana?

- You and I smoked a little dope in our time.
- Yeah.

In some cultures,
it's considered almost a sacrament.

Of course, I realise in ours
it's forbidden.

Right up there with incest

and necrophilia and bestiality and...

Honey, honey.
Honey.

Worship of idols, cannibalism.

- Do that again.
- What?

You know. Do that again.

- Sam. Sam, somebody's out there!
- What?

No. Leave the light off.
Leave it off.

I saw him when
the fireworks went off.

What?

- I think I talked to him this afternoon.
- You know him?

I want you the hell off my property!

He's gone.

He said, "I'm gonna make you...
make you think about loss".

Or "I'm gonna make you learn about loss".
Something like that.

That's very poetic.

- So, who is he? Where did he come from?
- He's from...

Come on, Leigh, get the dog off.
Ben, get down.

See? He doesn't mind me at all.

Leigh, it's your dog.
Come on.

No, he shouldn't be
up on the table.

- You're gonna have dog hairs in the tea and everything.
- Get down.

- Where's he from?
- He's from the hills... Pentecostal crackers.

What was he in prison for?

I think it was battery.

- You think it was battery?
- Yeah.

Who did he batter? Did he batter a man?
Did he batter a woman?

- What?
- I don't know.

It was 14 years ago.
You know, it's kinda...

I really don't remember.

What does he want with you?

Oh, he's just tryin' to bug us.
Just messin' around.

He's an ex-con,
so he's just...

You know, he's probably
upset at the lawyer.

- Yeah, your clientele.
- Yeah.

- Bye, Dad.
- Bye, Danny.

- You look tired.
- Thanks. I needed that.

Leigh. I don't want
to alarm her,

but I'd rather Danny
didn't wander out alone...

her soul-searching
walks in the woods...

at least till I've
started a few things,

maybe even talk to the boss.

- What if she takes Benjamin with her?
- Big Ben, our guard dog?

What's he gonna do,
lick him to death?

- Just tell her.
- Tell her what?

I hardly know anything
about the man.

I don't mean his biography,
just there's some creep around.

If you see him again,
call the cops and then call me.

What about a weapon,
you know?

In case things get
exciting around here.

Look, Leigh, would you really feel more secure
with a loaded gun in the house?

- We'd probably end up using it on each other.
- Or Danny would.

He's not gonna do anything.
He just got out of prison.

He doesn't want to go
right back. All right?

I'll call Lee Heller.

Lee is a colourful old character,

but he's still the best
criminal lawyer in the state.

- Good.
- Bonnie, get me Lee Heller.

- Sam, you defended this guy, right?
- Right.

So what makes you think
he wants to harm you?

Yesterday, I was getting in my car.

The guy comes up.
We have a little conversation.

He says to me,
"You're gonna learn about loss."

That would hardly qualify under
the terrorist threat statutes.

Come on, Tom.
For Christ's sake, the guy's an ex-con.

You know as well as I do
what that means.

Last night, there he was...
he was behind our house.

- Attempted B and E.
- No, no, no. Not exactly.

He was sitting on a wall
that bounds our property.

That's not even trespassing, Sam.

Come on, what can I say?
Get a restraining order.

I did. I filed one this morning.
The hearing's in 10 days.

Good. I mean,
anything I can do.

Tom, 14 years ago,

in this case, I...

I had a report on a victim.
It was a rape case.

That's right, rape and
aggravated sexual battery.

Anyway, I had a report
on this victim,

and it came back
that she was promiscuous.

And... I buried it.

- Anybody else know about this?
- No, no. I buried it.

I didn't show it to the client.
I didn't show it to the prosecution.

But if you had seen
what this guy had done to this girl...

"In every criminal prosecution,
the accused shall have

the assistance of counsel
for his defence."

I know the Sixth Amendment.
I believe in the Sixth Amendment.

That's why I left
the public defender's office.

There was no way to serve the law
in that capacity.

Some folks just don't have the right
to the best defence? Huh, Sam?

No! Of course they deserve
the best defence.

But if you had seen what
he did to this girl.

You buried the report.

If it was your
own daughter, Tom...

Buried the report.

Jesus, Sam. I...

Oh, God.

But I don't see
how he could know that.

He was illiterate.

I had to read everything to him.
the probable cause affidavit,

the arrest reports...
everything.

There's no way
he could know that.

Danny, it's so quiet out here,
and the light's so perfect.

Why don't you get your book
and come out here and read?

- Why?
- I told you why.

Well, is it because he's like
a flasher or just a peeper?

What do you know about that?
A flasher.

Oh, you don't think I've
been flashed before?

Oh, I certainly didn't mean
to insult you.

I'm sure you've been
flashed before.

If you want to come out,
come on out.

If you don't, go on.
Do whatever you want.

Oh, but don't go outside.

Afternoon, counsellor.

What do you want, Mr Cady?

They're great at that age,
ain't they?

All those discoveries
ahead of them.

You're lucky, counsellor.

My own daughter...
she don't even know me.

After I went inside,
her mama told her I was dead.

Which, in a way, I was.

Look, Mr Cady,
I realise that you suffered.

I understand your problem,
but, I mean, why me?

I was your lawyer.
I defended you.

Why not badger the D.A.
or the judge?

"Badger."

Why not them?
Why not them?

"Badger."

Best I remember, they was just
doin' right by their jobs.

I didn't do my job?
Is that right?

Look, I pleaded you out to
a lesser-included offence.

You could've gotten rape
instead of battery.

I'd have been up for parole
either way in seven years

according to
the Georgia Penal Code.

Rape is a capital offence. You could've
gotten life. You could've done death.

You could be sittin'
on death row right now.

I learned to read
durin' my stretch.

First, Spot Goes to the Farm.

Then Runaway Bunny.

Then law books mostly.

Did you know that
after I discharged you,

I acted as my own attorney?

Applied several times
for an appeal.

No, I didn't know that.

So, here we are... two lawyers,
for all practical purposes,

talkin' shop.

All right. How much
do you want, Mr Cady?

- How much do I want what?
- How much money do you want?

Money? Counsellor,
do I look destitute to you?

I'm open to discussion,
within reasonable limits.

You ever been a woman?

- A what?
- A woman.

Some fat, hairy,
ugly hillbilly's wet dream.

Look, I realise that
you suffered in prison.

- There's no question about that.
- "Suffered."

You don't know what
sufferin' is, counsellor.

Like it says in Galatians 3.

"Have ye suffered
so many things in vain?"

Yeah, I learned from the get-go
in the joint

to get in touch with the soft,
nurturing side of myself,

the feminine side.

Well...

Well, I'm open to some sort
of discussion on compensation.

Well, what shall be
my compensation, sir,

for being held down and sodomised
by four white guys?

Or four black guys?

Shall my compensation
be the same?

What is the formula
for compensation, sir?

How about $10,000 in cash?

Do I...

- Let's just break that down.
- No, now...

Let's just break it down.

Wait. That figure just came
to the top of my head.

Let's say, for argument's sake... Let's say 20,000.
Let's say 30,000.

I'll tell you what,
let's say 50,000.

50,000 into 14 years.

Fourteen years
times 365 days is about...

I'd say about 5,000 days.

You divide that by 50,000,
and that's, like, $10 a day.

That's not even minimum wage!

To say nothing about the family that
I lost, the respect that I lost.

I don't think you really,
really understand

what we're talkin' about here.

Fourteen years.

Whoops! Uh-oh!
Gotta git.

I'm late for another appointment.

Sam, my man,
I got some good news.

I got the bank.
I got the account number.

Great. I'll call your son-in-law's lawyer,
tell him we're going to court.

Mr Bowden?

- Your wife's on line one.
- Ask her to hold. I gotta make a quick call.

I wouldn't make that call, Sam.
The way I'd handle...

Mr Bowden, she says it's urgent.

Yeah?

These kind of... horrible,
high-pitched howls.

They sounded like
he was screaming.

And then Danny came
running in, and I...

I called the vet.

And then it was
so weird, because...

It was like he was winding down,

just...
winding down like an old clock.

And then all of a sudden,
he just stopped.

He had this kind of...

His eyes just wide open,
and this kind of...

surprised look.

And then...

And then he died.

He just died, before
the vet even got here.

What did the vet say?

- That he was poisoned.
- Poisoned?

Poison?
What kind of a poison?

- I don't know what kind of poison.
- Jesus, Leigh.

I told you
not to let him out.

- I didn't let him out!
- Then how?

- I didn't let him out!
- Then how...

I've got
an English setter myself,

so I don't cotton to dog killers.

Trouble is, poisoning
a dog is just a fine.

But if he's unemployed,
he's gotta have money,

or we'll bust him for vagrancy.

We'll give him
a full-body strip search,

jerk a knot in his tail.

All right.

I got so many ways on the books
to lean on an undesirable.

He'll feel about as welcome around here
as a case of yellow fever.

- Hands against the wall.
- Spread 'em! Spread 'em!

- That him?
- Face the wall!

One-way mirror, Mr Bowden.
He doesn't know you're here.

Yeah. Yeah, that's him.

Get the shirt off.

Come on,
hurry up.

Let's go.
Just pass it over to him.

Hand it to me.

All right.
Knock off the shoes.

Hand 'em
to the other officer.

- Pass 'em to him.
- Come on, come on.

Let's put the arms out.
Put the arms out straight.

- Roll your palms.
- Do what he says.

Turn around slow.

Sheesh.

I don't know whether
to look at him or read him.

Stand still.

One more step for you.
You know the routine.

Against the wall.

We searched his apartment. His car
registration, everything's in order.

There's no guns or any other weapons,
but we found these.

Cady's savings account.

$30,000?

His mother died
while he was serving.

The farm got sold off.
He got the proceeds.

Well, he's got money.
Where does that leave us?

At the very least,
we nail him for the dog.

Now, what happened?
You let the dog out. Cady abducted him.

No... we didn't let the dog out.

Cady came into your house?

- That's illegal entry with intent!
- No, no, no.

But he... He didn't
come into the house.

Look, I'm not a cop.
I don't know exactly how he did it.

I just know that
he did it somehow.

That's not good enough, Mr Bowden.

You're a lawyer.
You damn well know that.

Get off the pants.

Sooner or later,
he's gonna screw up.

The sheriff assured me that they
always do. He's an ex-con.

Then he's gonna get the message
in no uncertain terms.

I'd still like to kill him.

Danny, how come you
didn't join up with them?

You can tap. You can do that.
You can tap, dance.

I wanted to once,
but I don't know.

- Son of a bitch!
- What?

- He's staring at you.
- What are you talking about?

What the hell are you doin'?

Hot as a firecracker
on the Fourth of July.

You're damn lucky
to have her, boy.

You son of a bitch!

Where the hell did he go?

- Son of a bitch!
- Hold on a minute.

Watch my arm. Watch my arm.
It might be broke.

Let me help you up.
What's with you, buddy?

You have no right to be
pushin' me around like that.

I was just watchin' the parade.
I wasn't prankin' on nobody.

- You son of a bitch!
- What are you gettin' so upset about?

You're lucky I don't sue you.

- All right, all right!
- Don't make me tell you again, mister.

- Settle down, mister.
- I am! I'm settled down!

- Sam, what are you doing?
- It's nothing.

- Who was that?
- That's nobody. Come on.

- Who was that?
- No. Come on.

- The fellow with the tie.
- His wife took him away.

I think he hurt...
really hurt his arm.

Mom.

- That's an awfully strong drink you've got there, mister.
- You said it, boy.

Just put a goldfish in it,
and you'll be fine.

You seem to be having
a good time.

- I've been practicing.
- Practicing for what?

- How to fall on the floor?
- A life of debauchery.

- Debau... What?
- Debauchery.

It's a three-syllable word.
Yeah.

- Making fun of me?
- No, I'm not.

That's okay, no problem.

- I made you blush.
- Blush?

Yes. You're now the colour
of your shirt... scarlet.

I had no business getting stuck
on a guy who was married.

- You certainly did not.
- I don't know what I was thinking.

God only knows.

Aren't I the bozo on this bus?

Oh, God.

Lest you think that I slept with this
particular married guy...

That's your business.
That's not mine.

I don't want it to sound like
I've been through a bus load of 'em.

That's the way it sounded to me.

- He was the first.
- Oh, yeah. I'm sure.

- He was, I swear.
- Oh, yeah.

- Oh, boy.
- Tell it to the judge.

Actually, the rat
stood me up today.

- Did he?
- Yes.

- What a shame.
- I know.

So, now it's my turn.
Where are you from?

- Where am I from?
- Yes.

- You're gonna love this.
- Yes?

I'm from... Georgia State
Correctional Facility Nine.

You think I'm jokin',
but that's the truth.

- I just got released from prison.
- Oh, my God.

This is the way my day's
been turning out.

Actually, it...
it reminds me of a joke.

- Do you want to hear it?
- Tell me.

- Liven up the night.
- All right.

An unmarried woman...
Wait a minute. That's not it.

- An unmarried woman...
- Get the joke straight, darlin'.

Shut up. Shut up.
Let me do it.

An unmarried woman,
she meets a guy,

and he tells her he just
got out of prison.

"What did you do?"
she asks.

"I hacked my wife into 52
pieces with a chain saw."

So, she says...

She says,
"So, you're single?"

- That's even funnier.
- Thank you.

- Can I ask you something?
- What?

- What did you do?
- I knew you were gonna ask.

I hacked my wife
into 52 pieces.

I was afraid you were
gonna say that.

I'm a very small person,
so maybe...

Well, maybe I can hack you
into 40 pieces.

What did you do, really?

No, really,
but what did you do?

No, I just...

There was this protest march
on this nuclear power plant.

And so when they came
to arrest us,

this macho sheriff got a tad rough
with the lady behind me,

so I popped the little bastard.

So they gave me
a little time for it.

I'm drinking a sea breeze.

- I hope you can afford them.
- You gotta stay sober.

If you ain't sober,
then you're takin' your chances.

'Cause I'm just
one hell of an animal.

Yeah? Do tell.

Let me get you
on this side, doll.

Let's do this.

Who is Loretta anyway?

That's the love of my life.
She's no longer with us.

I thought I was the love of your life.
Chopped her up into 52 pieces.

- He hurt you like this, that married guy?
- No.

- He hurt you like this?
- I told you. We never did anything.

He hurt you like this?

- How's that feel?
- Oh, scandal.

He's a rough one.

How's this feel?

Oh, my God.

Am I under arrest?

Not quite, darlin'.

Officer, I swear,
it's all a mistake.

That married guy
hurt you like this?

'Cause what he did to me
hurt a lot worse than this!

No!

I've got you now, bitch!

Danny, when did this key
stop working?

What? I don't know.

No wonder. A wire's missing.

Piano wire's missing.

- Was somebody foolin' around with the piano?
- What?

- Yeah?
- Mr Bowden.

- I think we might could have a little break here.
- Good, good.

I can be there in a half-hour.

All right, fine.
Thank you.

- Who was that?
- Cady raped another girl.

Rape? But you said
it was battery.

Well, the case was a wobbler.
I got it reduced.

I remember those days...
"old slippery Sam."

I'm sorry, Leigh. I just didn't want
to alarm you or Danny.

- Why? How old was that girl?
- Sixteen.

Sixteen? What?

Well, my birthday is coming up.

Neighbours heard screams
and called us.

When the perp drove off,
somebody made his plate.

- Max Cady.
- Good. Great.

We got one bitty problem though.
Girl's scared.

She's claiming
she fell down some stairs.

Sam. Don't...

Don't look at me.

Oh, my God.

You two know each other?

Yeah. We work together.

I'll be outside.

I'm so stupid.

Oh, Lori. Lori.

You stood me up
at the club the other day,

and then you didn't call.

And by last night, I...

I was feeling...
pretty reckless.

And I thought about
what you said, you know,

that your wife...
that she didn't know I existed.

And I felt like...

I was gonna show you.

I guess I showed you,
all right, didn't I?

I guess I really showed you!

Lori.

Listen to me, okay?

Now look, this guy, Cady,

he's done this kind
of thing before.

Now, he's gonna do this
over and over again

unless you testify

- and we take him to court...
- No.

- and press charges and testify.
- No, no.

- Lori...
- Sam.

Sam, I know how it works.

I see it every day.

Only this time,
I'm on the other side.

I don't want to explain
why I was in a bar

and how much I had to drink
and what I was wearing.

Not by the people I work with.

Not by the guys that I see cross-examine
other people on the stand...

crucify 'em...

and just laugh about it later.

They'll even ask about you.

It...

Lori, listen to me.
I don't care about that.

- I'm not worried about...
- Well, I care about that.

I'm sure you do too.

I'm... I'm...

I'm terribly sorry, Lori.
I'm just terribly sorry.

Look, if all this
is something personal

between you and the girl
and Cady...

Personal? I mean...

All right.
Come on, Lieutenant.

All right,
what are you implying?

Only that there are some things
that are better handled quietly,

not by the police.

This Cady guy is planning
to rape my wife,

but it's not
your problem anymore.

I can't bust someone for
planning to rape your wife.

You're a lawyer, Mr Bowden.
You know that damn well.

- Thanks all the same.
- The way I'd handle it...

File a restraining order?
I already did.

Just think of this fella
Cady as a tiger.

The trick is to get him
out of the brush.

How do we do that?

You stake out a couple of your goats
and hide in a tree.

What are you suggesting,
Lieutenant...

that I use my family as bait?

And then what... I'm gonna hope that
this psychopath attacks my wife and child?

- And then what... blow his head off?
- I'm a law officer.

It would be unethical of me
to advise a citizen

to take the law
into his own hands.

So I suppose you must've
misunderstood me.

I guess I must have.

Well, pardon me all over the place.

And he's been harassing my family.

He's clever. I mean, cleverly so that
the law can't touch him.

Also, I believe he's able to slip into
the house and out undetected.

Although, is he out?
I can't tell.

He's either out or he's in.
I'm not sure.

I can't see through walls,
Mr Bowden.

I'm not askin' you to see through walls.
That's fine.

Why can't anybody
do anything for me?

What good are cops and laws
and due process...

Sam, Sam, Sam. Calm down.
Let me explain something to you.

The system is set up to handle
generalised problems

like burglary and robbery.

But if some lone creep out there
targets you for some obscure reason,

the system's slow and skeptical.

It's pathetic even.

What's your connection
with this fella?

I was his lawyer,
his public defender.

But you shafted him
somehow, right?

Well, at least that's
the way he perceives it.

Sam, Sam, Sam.
I don't care what you did.

What did he do?

He raped a 16-year-old girl.

You have a daughter around 16?

She's 15.

Here's the deal.
I'll do a background check on him,

follow him for about a week
and write you up a risk assessment.

- All right, good. Great. Now the cops...
- I can find him.

His name's Max Cady.
You already told me.

- Just take it easy, stay calm.
- All right.

Well, now, Danny, you
can just relax because

your daddy has a private
investigator on the payroll.

Isn't that right?

- What's your feeling about him?
- What... Sam Spade?

Mickey Spillane?

Peter Gunn?
Dirty Harry?

- Perry Mason?
- No, Perry Mason... Perry Mason was a lawyer.

The minute I walked in this guy's office,
I felt totally relaxed.

I mean, this guy's
totally in charge.

Kersek deals with
these types for a living.

He looked like
he was gonna enjoy...

Hey!

- Yes?
- Yeah, it's me.

After you left,
I had this interesting conversation

with a C.O. over
at Statesboro Prison.

- Seems our man Cady had a job in the kitchen.
- Right.

There was this other inmate
working in there with him.

- He was an obstinate S.O.B.
- Right.

Hated Cady's cigar smoke, and he was
always bitchin' and moanin' about it.

Well, one day, they found him with his
neck broke, his tongue bit off.

- Oh, Jesus.
- Yeah.

They never could place Cady
near the scene of the accident,

if you want to call it that.

At least not out loud.

But the parole board, they kept him in
for another seven years.

Uh-oh, subject's on the move.
Get a good night's sleep.

- Who was that?
- Our private eye.

I thought we were relaxed now.

New Essex County Hospital.

Yes, Room 5036, please.

- One minute, please.
- All right.

Hello?

Hi, Lori.
It's me, Sam.

Lori, I just feel god-awful
you got dragged into this.

Oh, Sam,
it's not your fault.

If I had any idea that Cady
would hurt you to get at me,

- I would've warned you.
- Yeah, I know. I know.

- I'm glad you called.
- Yeah.

I'm just so sorry about this.
I feel the same way.

Well, so are you really determined about
movin' back to Connecticut?

Well, I've thought about it a lot.

- I just think it's the best thing.
- Yeah, I kind of...

I thought that maybe
I could go back to school.

- I'm really gonna miss you though.
- Excuse me, Lori.

- You know, that sounds real good.
- Yeah?

- That's gonna work out fine. I'll get back to ya.
- Yeah, okay.

- All right, bye.
- All right, bye.

Well, I just don't know
what I hate more...

that insipid tone

or your stupid,
sophomoric infidelities.

Who was that, huh?
The girl that got beat up?

Yes, it was the girl that got beat up.
Lori Davis.

I already told you.
She works at the county courthouse.

- She's a clerk.
- And what... you're fucking her?

Oh, no.

Interesting choice, Sam...
calling from our bedroom phone.

Leigh, why is it...
Why is it...

that whenever I have a private
phone conversation,

you assume that I'm fucking someone?

Huh? Why is that?

That's why that psychopath
chose her, right?

Yes. Yes, that's why
he chose her.

- But I'm not fucking her in any way.
- Uh-huh.

- Well... You sleazy son of a bitch!
- Leigh!

Damn it!
You son of a bitch!

- Leigh, you calm...
- Goddamn you son of a bitch!

You stop it!
Leigh!

Danny's right downstairs.

Oh, honey, there's
nothing the matter.

Yeah, I can see, Dad.

- You promised to leave all that shit behind in Atlanta.
- Yeah.

All what shit?

Christ, what a waste.

The humiliation
we went through, huh?

Confessing all our dirty
little secrets

in those horrible sessions
with Dr Hackett.

- We talked that one damn incident to death.
- Why did you bother?

Because you asked me
to go, and I thought...

Why did you bother?
Why did you bother!

Why did you bother
with you and me,

with the marriage?

Uprooting me and Danny, moving?

Because that's what
we decided to do!

- You said you wanted to get out!
- You don't get it.

- What is it I don't get?
- You just don't get it.

What don't I get?
Why put us through all of that!

Nadine?
It's Danny.

Nothing.

I'm just losing my mind here.

You don't have the balls
to walk out

- if that's what you wanted.
- What I wanted?

Like I was gonna split
with you acting the way you act.

- Acting?
- Yeah.

You did some acting.

I don't remember doing any acting.

You don't remember doing any acting?
Let me refresh your memory.

Do you remember not taking any work
for three months?

Do you remember that?
Do you remember not fixing any meals?

I'm not on fucking trial here!

Do you remember crying every goddamn
morning, afternoon, every evening?

Do you remember that?

I scared you, huh?

What did you think, Sam?
What did you think?

You thought maybe
I was gonna kill myself?

- Well...
- Over you?

- Well, who else?
- You pompous ass.

Goddamn it, Leigh.
Who knew what you were gonna do?

- You wouldn't leave the bedroom.
- I wish you could say the same.

Look, isn't this what
Dr Hackett talked about?

Diggin' up the past.

The relevant issue is whether
I've been messin' around in New Essex,

and I have not been.

As far as this girl goes,
this Lori, she's just a kid.

- That shouldn't stop you.
- She's a baby.

You gravitate to people in the
same world as you professionally.

You gravitate to women.

Come on, Leigh. For Christ's sake,
I'm a lawyer.

She's a clerk.
She looks up to me.

She's just infatuated.
I can't help that.

Look, Leigh, I'm scared.

This whole thing has...

I keep feeling that there's some animal
out there stalking us.

I think he wants to hurt us
in the worst way.

And that's got me
frightened to death.

- You really are scared, aren't you?
- Oh, yeah.

Somebody finally got to you.

Look, Leigh, I think...

I think that this guy
beat and raped her

because he knew that
she wouldn't testify,

that she wouldn't press charges.

Because she knows the system.

I mean, she works in it.

She knows that she'd be on trial.

And then, because she
wouldn't testify,

you would assume that there was something
going on between us, and...

and it would cause a rift, and...

and that we'd be much more
vulnerable to him.

I'm glad we talked about this,
because we can work together.

We can beat that son of a bitch, the two
of us, together, working as a team.

Jesus Christ.

Oh, yeah, this is great.
This is somethin' else.

Oh, shit!

- And here you go.
- I'm sorry. I haven't ordered yet.

That fellow over there sent this over,
paid for and all.

- Which one?
- That guy that's just leaving.

Excuse me.

Hey, Cady!
Come here.

Wait a second.

I've been in a real bad mood lately.
It's a shame, ain't it?

You know what you can do
to brighten my mood?

No.

Get the hell outta here.

I don't mean just this little town.
I mean the whole goddamn state.

I don't wanna see ya.
I don't wanna hear ya.

And I don't wanna smell ya.
Now leave.

I'd like to...
Are you my friend?

No, I'm not your friend.

'Cause I thought maybe
you were my friend,

because I like to plan my
comin's and goin's with friends.

But if you're not my friend,
your planning my comin's and goin's,

I'd call that presumptuous.
In fact, I'd call it downright rude.

'Cause I ain't
your porch-baby, buddy.

Well, gee-golly-gosh.
I sure am sorry I offended you,

you white-trash piece of shit.

I got the all-over
fidgets on that one!

You've really shaken me up.
I'm shiverin' all over.

It's not necessary to lay
a foul tongue on me, my friend.

I could get upset.
Things could get outta hand.

And then in self-defence,

I could do somethin' to you that
you would not like, right here.

Anytime you feel squirrelly,
you just jump.

You threatenin' me?

- You threatenin' me?
- You catch on fast.

'Cause I'm well within my rights
to be here, and you know it.

And if I stay here,
what you gonna do?

I don't give a rat's ass
about your rights.

You just watch your step.
And you know what I'm talkin' about.

What you gonna do,
arrest me?

Are you a cop,
or were you a cop?

Or were you not good enough
to remain on the force?

'Cause you know what, that's the
feelin' I'm gettin' here.

Hope you enjoyed your breakfast.

- Ma'am, this belong to you?
- Can I help you?

I just found it.
I thought you might need it back.

Not to frighten you,

but if a dogcatcher comes across
a dog without a license,

he's liable to think it's a stray
and do God-knows-what to it.

Well, you know, our...

our dog is...
He passed away.

- Oh, what a shame.
- Yeah.

A man's best friend and all.
A woman's too.

Even without closin' my eyes,
I can picture him...

big, friendly, shaggy,
asleep at your feet.

Keepin' you company while you're tryin'
to finish up those pesky little sketches.

Oh, you're Max Cady,
aren't you?

You better get the hell outta here
before I call the police.

I'm not doin' nothin'.

I'm just givin' you back your dog collar.
I'm not on your property.

What'd you come out here for?
You want to look around?

Go ahead, Mr Cady,
take a good look.

Nice house.

Yeah, it is a nice house.
You satisfied now? You seen it?

Or is there more, huh?

Is that it?

There is gonna be more,
isn't there, Mr Cady?

Huh? You won't stop
until you're happy.

How can I be happy, Leigh,
when you're not happy?

You don't know anything about me.

I know what I see, ma'am.

Yeah?

I wanted to know
what you looked like.

I've been waitin' to see your face.

But, you know,
now that I see you,

you are just repulsive.

- I understand.
- Yeah.

- I'm not your type.
- No.

All that prison time
made me coarse.

Guess I'm covered
in too many tattoos, huh?

But, you see, there's not a whole hell
of a lot to do in prison,

but desecrate your flesh.

Of course, it didn't have to be that way
for either of us,

if your husband hadn't
betrayed us both.

Who knows? We might've
been different people.

We might've been happy,
Leigh.

Mom! Someone's on the phone.

Danny, don't come out here!

Sam! Hey, Sam!
Yo, Sam!

Sam. I thought
I'd catch you here.

- Well, that little smart aleck made me.
- He what?

It wasn't my fault.
He was lookin' to be covered.

You're right. There is a lot of
cutesy-cutesy in that little prick.

Oh, yeah. I told ya.

You know where he was today?
At the public library

reading Thus Spake Zarathustra,
by Friedrich Nietzsche.

- He's this German philosopher. He said that God is dead.
- God is dead. Right.

We can keep goin' this way,
but it's gonna get awful expensive, Sam.

Look, I'm not so concerned
about days.

Just stay on him a few more nights,
will you?

Do you really want
to resolve this situation?

- Yes, I'd love to resolve it.
- Then I've got a suggestion.

There's men that can
be hired, by me,

to do a little job on Cady...
a little hospital job.

What are we talkin' about here?

Two pieces of pipe,
a bicycle chain.

Oh, Jesus.

Sam, he won't be
so scary after that.

I'm a lawyer, right?
Are we agreed that I'm a lawyer?

Maybe 2,000 years ago, we'd have taken
this guy out and stoned him to death.

- I can't operate outside the law. The law's my business.
- I can.

Hi! I'm home!
Where is everybody?

In here.

Evenin', ladies.

Oh, chicken.

How is everything?
Is everything okay?

- Yeah.
- Good, good.

He was here today.

- Hello?
- Hello, Danielle?

- Is this Miss Danielle Bowden?
- Yeah.

This is your new teacher callin'.

- From English or drama?
- Drama.

- So, how you doin'?
- Fine.

I'm just goin' down the list,
greetin' my summer students.

- You sound kinda down.
- No.

There's just been stuff going on around here.
That's all.

- I see. Anything I can do?
- I doubt it.

Shit happens, you know,
like the T-shirt says.

Yeah.

Well, you know, Danielle,

all that negativity...
you can use that.

- What do you mean?
- Well, I'm the kind of teacher

takes a very personal
interest in his kids.

Don't mind me if I tell you
everything you're going through,

it's okay, go with it.

The awkwardness you feel, say,
when you're walkin' down the street

and some leerin' fool's
makin' fun of your sexuality.

The turmoil you feel extra bad when that
particular time of month comes around.

The anger that you feel
your mom and dad

won't let you just grow up
and be yourself, be a woman.

Go with it.
Don't suppress or deny it.

Use it in your life
and your work.

Okay. I mean...
that's...

I'll have to think
about all that.

So... class is tomorrow
in Room 110, right?

No, it's been changed
to the theatre.

I mean, what better place
for drama, right?

Yeah.

And remember, Danielle,

you can use all those fears
to draw upon and learn.

You know this little tune?

- ♪ If you want a do-right
- ♪ Do-right

♪ All-day woman

♪ Woman

- ♪ You gotta be a do-right
- ♪ Do-right, do-right

♪ All-night man

♪ Man ♪

Well, You can trust in me,
'cause I'm the do-right man.

Okay?

Okay. Night now.

Okay. Good night.

Honey, I think maybe
I should walk you in.

Oh, no, it's okay, Mom.
There's a lot of people here.

- I'll be right here at 4:00 to pick you up.
- Okay.

Bye.

Hi!

I didn't think summer session
was gonna be so crowded.

It's not. They're just having a big
meeting about next fall's chorus programme.

I have to go
downstairs for drama.

- Okay. Bye.
- Bye.

Hello?

Nadine?

I'm here for the...
drama class.

Hi.

Am I busted?

- No.
- I hope not.

You can't smoke grass in school.

Privilege of the profession.

Eases inhibitions.
You down here for drama?

Yeah. Are you the...
drama teacher?

And you're...
let me guess.

Cecile James?

No. I'm...
I'm Danielle Bowden.

Danielle?
Oh, we spoke last night.

Yeah.

Oh, I'm sorry.
How rude.

It's okay.

♪ I think we're alone now ♪

Okay.

Thanks.

Here.

I'm gonna give this to you.

Little trick I learned.
Take it.

You know, when we spoke
on the phone last night?

You really
made sense to me, and...

I thought a lot.

Those are human truths, darlin'.
That's what it's all about.

And that's what
we deal with here.

See the book you have...
Thomas Wolfe?

It's all about self-discovery,
the inner voyage.

I like the end where...
Eugene's journey...

It was really...
mystical, you know.

And it was almost
like a... a pilgrimage?

Almost like a cop-out,
if you ask me.

Oh, those were the facts
of Wolfe's life.

The novel is what you
would call a roman à clef.

You know what that is?

I'm not sure.

Nonetheless, you can't escape your demons
just by leaving home.

Although writers do
find new freedom

when they relocate abroad.

Take Henry Miller.
Have you read his trilogy?

Plexus, Nexus, and Sexus.

- No.
- You haven't read that?

No.

You're missin' something.

Well, you know what? I...
I did read Tropic of Cancer.

Just parts of it, though,
'cause...

I had to sneak it
off my parents' shelf, you know?

But...

- his-his descriptions are pretty vivid, I would say.
- Yeah.

In one of the novels,
I don't recall which,

he describes an erection as a
piece of lead with wings on it.

I didn't read that part.

Of course not.
You're not allowed.

Your parents don't want you to
achieve adulthood. That's natural.

They know the pitfalls of adulthood,
all that freedom.

They know it only too well.

Temptation to stray, deflecting
their guilt and anger onto you

for a crime that's not even a crime...
for smokin' grass.

Wait a second.
Where are you from?

- Where am I from?
- Yeah.

- Where you think I'm from?
- I don't know, but...

If I told you,
you gonna get mad at me?

No.

I'm from the Black Forest.

That's funny.

You're not the...
drama teacher, are you?

Maybe I'm the big bad wolf.

So you're that guy that's been
hanging around the house?

You're the one
that killed my mom's dog?

Your mom's dog was killed?

Yeah.

I didn't even know
anything about that.

That's a shame.
That's a damn shame.

Yes, it was.

What kind of dog was it?

I don't know.
He was just...

He was... fluffy
and just...

Fluffy?

So, you didn't do that?

Of course I didn't do that.

Okay.

I wouldn't do that.

So, why... What are you
doing here then?

Well, I came to meet you,
to be honest with you.

Why?
I mean...

'Cause...

I wanted to meet you,
see what you were like.

I see you're a nice person.
That's all.

You're not gonna hurt me,
are you?

No, I'm not gonna hurt you at all.

There's no hurting here, Danielle.

Between us, there's no anger.
Nothin'.

Just the search for truth.

I mean, did you judge me,
did you get angry at me,

when you caught me
smokin' the grass?

No.

But your parents,
they judged you.

They got plenty angry at you,
didn't they?

Yeah.

They punished you for their sins.

What did they do?

They...

My dad...
They just yelled

a whole lot and...

and my mom cried and...

and my dad said I couldn't
drive the Cherokee.

They punished you for their sins,
and you resent that.

And you should resent it.

But Professor Do-Right
has a little advice for you.

You shouldn't damn 'em.
Don't judge 'em.

Just forgive 'em,
for they know not what they do.

Well... why do you
hate my father?

I don't hate him at all.
Oh, no.

I pray for him.
I'm here to help him.

I mean, we all make mistakes,
Danielle.

You and I have.
But at least we try to admit it.

Don't we?

Yeah. I...

But your daddy, he don't.

Every man carries
a circle of hell

around his head like a halo.

Your daddy too.
Every man...

Every man has to go through hell
to reach his paradise.

- You know what paradise is?
- No.

Salvation.

'Cause your daddy's not happy.

Your mommy's not happy.

And you know what?
You're not happy.

- Are you?
- No, I'm not.

You thought about me
last night, didn't you?

Yes, I did.

I know.

You know, I...
I think I might have found a companion...

a companion for that long walk
to the light.

Do you mind if I put my arm
around you?

It's okay.

No, I don't mind.

Okay.

Kersek, where the hell
have you been?

He came at my daughter
at school.

You asked me to watch him nights.
I'm watching him nights.

- What happened?
- My wife, Leigh,

she found some marijuana
in one of Danny's schoolbooks.

We don't know if Cady
gave it to her or what happened.

'Cause she's scared, and
she won't talk about it.

This has gone far enough.
It's gotta stop.

- Did you phone the cops?
- No, I didn't phone the cops.

What'd you call them?
Slow, skeptical, pathetic even.

- Danny.
- Leigh, that's all right.

Just hold on a minute.

Kersek, look.

I want to hire those three guys.
You remember the hospital job?

Consider it done.
The sooner the better.

Three men's
gonna cost you a grand.

I know that's not chicken feed, but yo
don't want to go with less than three.

It's better to overdo it.

- Okay. You'll have money in the morning.
- All right.

Then we'll be on for tomorrow night.
And Sam?

You feel good about this.

All right.

You notice these young people?

They don't look very happy.

They're committed to their professions
and to their ambitions,

but they're not committed
to each other.

Cady, shut up and listen.

If you don't leave...

If you don't leave my family alone
and if you don't get out of here,

you're gonna be hurtin'
like you never dreamed.

Could you repeat that?

I said if you
don't get out of here,

you're gonna be hurtin'
like you never dreamed.

- A threat?
- Yeah.

You bet your ass it's a threat.

Well, I have
thought of relocatin'

somewhere where I'd be
more appreciated.

California perhaps.

I could teach
earthquake preparedness.

But then it hits me.

I love New Essex, counsellor.

I mean, where else could I just casually
confer with an old colleague?

We're not colleagues. Do you
understand that? We're not colleagues.

Still think you're better than me.

I don't think I'm better than you.
That's not the goddamn point.

Good. 'Cause if you're not better than me,
then I can have what you have.

And what do I have?

A wife. A daughter.

I'm gonna teach you
the meaning of commitment.

Fourteen years ago,

I was forced to make a commitment
to an eight-by-nine cell.

And now you're gonna be forced
to make a commitment.

You could say
I'm here to save you.

Fine.

Check out the Bible, counsellor.

The book between Esther and Psalms.

Danny?

Danny!

You all right?

What?

- Is everything all right?
- Yeah.

This isn't gonna work,
you know.

What isn't gonna work?

Locking us in,
hiding us from the world.

Oh, don't be so dramatic,
Danny.

- Making me stay out of school.
- You're going back to school tomorrow.

And put some clothes on.
You're not a little kid anymore.

And why am I going back to school
tomorrow? What are you gonna do?

That's none
of your concern, Danny.

Dad,

he didn't force himself
on me, you know.

I know you'd like
to think that he did.

But I think he was...

I think he was just trying
to make a connection with me.

Now, Danny, I want you
to listen to me. All right?

No. You understand?
No.

There will never be any connection

between you and Max Cady.

You understand that?

Did he touch you?

What?

What are you laughing about?

Why are you smiling?
I'm asking you a question.

Did he touch you?

Danny, wipe that smile
off your face!

I'm asking you.
Did he touch you?

Come on.

- Oh, now... Wait, Danny. I'm sorry.
- No.

No, I'm sorry.

Wait, honey.
I'm sorry.

Get out of here!
Get out of here!

Oh, Max.

Come on. Come on.
Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come on.
Come on. Come on.

Counsellor?

Counsellor?

Is that you?

Counsellor?

Come out, come out,
wherever you are.

I ain't no white-trash
piece of shit.

I'm better than you all!

I can outlearn you.

I can out-read you.

I can outthink you.

And I can
out-philosophise you.

And I'm gonna outlast you.

You think a couple of whacks to my
good-ol'-boy guts gonna get me down?

It's gonna take a hell of a
lot more than that, counsellor,

to prove
you're better than me!

"I am like God and God like me.

I am as large as God!

He is as small as I!

He cannot above me
nor I beneath him be."

Silesius.
Seventeenth century.

Counsellor?

Counsellor.

Could you be there?

Could you be there?

Counsellor.

I wonder if you're here.

Ah, fuck it.

If you're here,
what the fuck's the difference?

Fuck it!

- I've got Mr Kersek on one.
- Good. I'll take it.

- Tom.
- Sam, you look tired.

- You get that writ?
- No, we've gotta get into that.

Let me just grab this.

- Kersek.
- I'm damn sorry about last night.

- That son of a bitch could survive a nuclear strike.
- Hang on a second.

Tom, I'm not doin' it.
I pulled a fast one.

It's come back and bit me on the ass
in a major way.

What you did was dumb. What I'm asking is no big deal.
This is my daughter!

No, Tom, it's perjury.
It's bullshit, and I'm not doin' it.

- Now excuse me.
- I'll be in my office.

Tom, who was that
top criminal lawyer?

- Lee Heller.
- Kersek...

We need to talk.

If word gets out how Cady
bushwhacked those bastards,

it's gonna be a bitch
to line up three new guys.

I don't want three new guys.
No more guys, you hear me?

Mr Heller, it's Sam Bowden
from Broadbent and Denmeyer.

Tom speaks highly of you. He says you're
the best, and the best is what I need.

We froze our butts together in Korea.
How can I help you, Sam?

It's a simple petition for a restraining
order, but there's been some complications.

I know this is short notice,
but I need this injunction.

There's an ex-convict by the name of Max Cady.
He's been harassing my family.

I'm sorry, Mr Bowden.
I can't continue this conversation.

- Is there a more convenient time?
- No, no.

- The damn thing is, I have a conflict.
- What would that be?

Well, you see, Mr Cady
retained my services as of yesterday.

He what?

In fact, I see on my phone sheet
Mr Cady called this morning.

- So I'm sure he'll fill me in...
- Wait, Lee, look. This man is a psychotic.

Anyway, it appears I'll be seein' ya
at that hearing after all.

Could you repeat that?

I said if you don't leave...

if you don't leave my family alone and
if you don't get out of here,

you're gonna be hurtin'
like you never dreamed.

A threat?

Yeah, you bet your ass
that's a threat.

You need only glance
at my client...

to know that Mr Bowden
made good

on his... heinous
and cowardly threat.

Just as God arose to judgment
to save all the meek of the earth,

I hope and pray
you will do the same, sir.

Your Honour,

Mr Cady wouldn't have
surreptitiously taped our meeting

unless he knew that he...

This court

does not condone

feuds, vendettas or vigilantism.

Let me quote
our great Negro educator,

Mr Booker T. Washington.

"I will let no man
drag me down so low

as to make me hate him."

Yes.

I will grant
the restraining order,

not to validate
the malice between you,

but in the interest of...
Christian harmony.

You may not come

within 500 yards of

Mr Maximilian Cady...

until such time as the court
may lift the injunction.

King Solomon could not have adjudicated
more wisely, Your Honour.

I am so offended

by the philistine tactics
of Mr Bowden,

I petitioned the A.B.A.
for his disbarment

on the grounds of moral turpitude.

Now, if you will excuse us,
my client...

Come on, son...

...is due back at the hospital

for the results
of his numerous X-rays.

Kersek, I want a gun.

I need a gun.
I want a gun.

- You want a gun?
- Yeah. I need a gun.

- You know anything about guns?
- No.

I don't believe in 'em.
I never had them around the house.

I'll get you a gun. What kind of gun you want?
Calm down.

Something simple,
something I can handle.

Let me see what fits you.
.45, .50...

- Let me see your hands.
- Okay.

- A .38 snub-nosed special.
- All right, good.

- I can even teach you how to use it.
- Great.

The first lesson is, don't think of it as
shooting a man or trying to kill him.

Think of it as
an extension of your fist.

- You're just reaching out and knocking a man down. Boom!
- Boom! All right.

Later on, we can go out to the woods,
shoot some trees.

- That'd be great.
- Good.

- What is it?
- What?

Sam, I give you a gun,
you pull it on Cady.

Then it's gonna dawn on you that shootin' a man
is different than blowin' holes in some tree.

- Next thing you know, you don't have my gun. Cady does.
- No, no.

You're gonna teach me. I'd know how to
handle a gun. He won't take it away from me.

Best-case scenario...
you kill Cady dog-dead.

Fifteen years to life.
Do you realise that, counsellor?

Oh, Jesus.
It's all fucked up, Kersek!

The law considers me more of
a loose cannon than Max Cady!

Some big-shit attorney's whipped the
A.B.A.'s ethics committee into a frenzy.

There's an emergency session
in Raleigh over the assault.

How'd they link that to you?

I went to warn Cady.

I thought it was the decent thing to do.
Maybe I'd scare him.

He was wired.

Goddamn fools.

This hearing...
it's real important?

Only if I want to continue
to practice law.

Yeah. You know?

- Cady isn't expected there, is he?
- No, no, no, no.

Mr Cady, he's beyond reproach.

- But you're required to be there?
- Yeah.

When is this hearing?

Thursday morning, 9:00.

The torture begins
and lasts for two days.

You have to fly up
the night before?

Right.

Cady's an opportunist.

If he thinks you're gonna be
outta town for two days,

that's gonna be as tempting to him
as shit is to a fly.

If Cady breaks into your home,

he can be killed...
justifiably.

But he won't show unless he's real sure
you're not gonna be there.

- Have a good trip.
- All right. Bye-bye.

- Call us tonight. Okay?
- All right.

I didn't miss the 9:20 to Raleigh?

I'm afraid you did, sir.
But there's a 10:20.

Oh, it's not that. I have some very
important papers for Samuel Bowden.

Was he on the 9:20?

We can't give out
that information, sir.

I just...

I guess I could send it
to him overnight,

but he might be back, for all I know,
tomorrow morning, and I...

My wife and I have been in an accident,
and he's our lawyer.

If I don't get in touch with him,
we could lose this case.

We've already lost
our little daughter, Danny.

Is there any way I can find out if he was
on that flight and when he's comin' back?

It'd really, really,
really help us.

He'll be back
the day after tomorrow, sir.

Bless your heart.

Go on.
Go on in.

Get down, Sam.

Leigh, give me a cigarette.

You better slow down. You're outpacing me
2-to-1 since you started smoking again.

Just keep track of
how many I owe you.

- How'd it go at the airport?
- We did our thing.

But we don't know if he saw us.
We don't know if he was there.

Well, set the trap
and we'll see.

- What if we don't wanna see?
- Danny!

What? Maybe he poisoned the dog.

Sam, watch out for the windows!

You're not allowed to stand up, Dad.
Remember?

- Didn't Cady go after her?
- You don't know Danny.

If she finds a palmetto bug
in her bedroom,

she takes it outside.

She could never kill anything.

Even a six-foot palmetto bug?

Oh, God.

What is that?

It's monofilament line.

Got it from Sam's fishing gear.

What I do is stretch it
across the windows and doors...

and tie it to Danny's teddy bear.

If the bear moves a quarter of an inch,
I'll know if the Holy Ghost is sneakin' in.

What are you reading?

Why? Did Kersek quit?

No.

It's just that Cady said...

You want some answers.

Me too.

I'd like to know
just how strong we are...

or how weak.

But I guess the only way we're
gonna find that out is just by...

going through this.

Cady said to read the book
between Esther and Psalms.

Which is which one?

The book of Job.

Job was a good man.
He believed in God.

And God tested his faith.

Took away everything he had...

even his children.

It's hideous, this plan.
I mean, barbaric.

They're crazy.

My dad's turned into some kind of...
I don't know what.

Barbaric.
Vamos, Danny.

Ocúpate de tus propios
asuntos, ¿eh?

Listen to your father.
Do what they say.

- What else you can do?
- Leave.

We could go to the houseboat
and get lost in any inlet.

Danny, come on.

Don't stay outside.

Do you wanna know
what really disturbs me?

It's killing this guy.

I mean, taking a man's life.

- I don't know if I can live with that.
- You may have to.

- Sam, just remember the plan.
- I know the plan.

Damn it, it's premeditated.
It's... It's...

It makes me an accomplice,
an accessory, an abettor.

It's also excessive force.

The only thing excessive
we could do to Cady...

would be to gut him
and eat his liver.

Well, that might be excessive.

Jesus Christ, Kersek.
I'm serious.

No.
No, you're scared.

But that's okay.

I want you
to savour that fear.

The South evolved in fear...

fear of the Indian,
fear of the slave,

fear of the damn Union.

The South has a fine tradition
of savouring fear.

What's the matter?

Don't look over.
Don't look.

She's making me nervous.

What would she normally do

if Sam wasn't around
to run her home?

- She'd stay over.
- Well, then she stays over.

What?

I know how the dog died.

- Sam, are you dreaming?
- No. No.

I just had the weirdest feeling
he was already in the house.

Can't sleep, huh, Miss Graciela?

Yeah, it's hot.

I think it's the humidity.
That's what makes us so thirsty.

Excuse me.

You know, my pop was a cop.

Twenty years.

This was his favourite drink
when he was on stakeout.

I learnt that in prison.
You like?

You white-trash piece of shit.

Stay here, Leigh.

Kersek?

Kersek?

Danny!

Danny, go back to your room.
Go back to your room.

Lock the door.

Kersek?

- Don't go down there, Sam.
- It's all right.

Kersek?

Sam!

Don't look.

Danny, don't look.

Oh, my God! Graciela!
Don't look. Don't look.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

It's the piano wire.

Sam!

I'm gonna get
this son of a bitch!

Sam, no!
No!

- No! No, Sam!
- Son of a bitch!

I'm gonna get
that son of a bitch!

Tell him to stop!

He'll kill you!

Sam, he might be out here!
He might be out here!

Now listen.
I've got Kersek's gun with me

and you're gonna find the piano wire
that Cady used in the house.

Yeah, I know how this looks.
I know it.

You're not supposed
to flee a murder scene.

Listen, Lieutenant,
you may know this and you may not,

but in the law there's a thing
called force majeure.

It means
an unforeseeable act of God,

and it cancels all promises
and obligations.

So legally speaking,
all bets are off.

You find Max Cady

and we'll come back.

What did he say?

- He said we're fugitives.
- What does that mean?

That means we're
doing something right.

Where's that old mongrel dog
of yours, Mrs Bowden?

Tomorrow, I'll catch some fish. Huh?

Oh, you don't have to. I've got
enough food here to last us a week.

Well...

But it'd be nice.

Good.

It's only rain.
A sheet of rain.

- What was that?
- It's just a squall.

- I'll go check the anchor.
- Wait, Dad. Don't go out.

No, Danny, look. Everything is okay.
We're on the river now.

It's just a squall kickin' up.

Graciela has a brother.

I mean, she had...
had a brother.

Oh, sweetie.

We'll get in touch with him
right away.

Sam?

We're making some tea.

Sam!

Dad?

Can't hear you.
It's windy out.

What's that?

Are we moving?
Sam!

Evenin', ladies.

You know my husband
has a gun.

- Not this gun. Is it this gun?
- Where is he?

Restin' up.
Had a long, difficult day.

Danielle, I told you,

you can't escape your demons
just by leaving home.

I didn't.

- My parents brought me here.
- Of course.

Where's Sexus?

- Back at the house.
- Shame.

I had hoped we could
read aloud from it together.

Well...

I...

- I memorised some for you.
- Did you?

- Yeah.
- Did you?

Yeah.

Well, I'm impressed.

Which part?

The... The part...

You know what part.
You know.

I don't think
you did your homework.

- I did.
- What parts was that?

The good parts?

Yeah, they were the...

Were you a good girl?

I was. I knew
you'd follow me here.

- You know me pretty well, don't you, darlin'?
- Yeah, I do.

You gonna get to know me
a lot better too.

No!

Are you offering me somethin' hot?

Let's get somethin' straight here.

I spent 14 years
in an eight-by-nine cell,

surrounded by people
who were less than human.

My mission in that time
was to become more than human.

You see?

Grandaddy used to handle
snakes in church.

Granny drank strychnine.

I guess you could say I had a leg up,
genetically speakin'.

I'm gonna forgive you,
Danielle, honey,

'cause I know that wasn't
the real you, the true you.

But I would like you
to wait in the hold.

Danielle? Danielle.

Get in the hold!

Danielle.

- Stop!
- No!

Oh, no!

Ready to be born again, Mrs Bowden?

A few minutes alone
with me, darlin',

and you'll be
speakin' in tongues.

Excuse me, Mrs B.

Please don't take umbrage,

but in the plan
that I have formulated,

there's much more to it
than just you and I just makin' love.

I mean, that's just
so commonplace and dreary.

You will now have an opportunity.

"What is that opportunity?"
you ask.

Why, here and now,
we have an opportunity

to depict and dramatise...

Oh, no!

Both the heights
and the depths...

of a mama's true love of her daughter,
if y'all get my meaning.

Come on out, babe. Come on, darlin'.
Let's go.

Get out!
Get up here.

Cady, this is between you and me.
Leave them out of it.

This is my night, counsellor.
Don't you step on my lines.

Stop! Stop!

Yes, Leigh?

Listen to me, Max.

Listen to me.

You know, Max,
since all this started,

I've thought about you
all the time.

I've tried to imagine what it
must have been like for you,

all those years
locked up in jail.

I've tried to imagine you,

and even your crimes,

and how you must have felt
in those moments that you did them.

See...

I know about loss, Max.

I know about losing time,
even losing years.

And I know it
doesn't compare to jail,

but... I...
I can understand

and I could share this with you.

Because of that, whatever it is
that you've got... planned,

I want you to do it just with me,

not with her.

Because...

we have this connection.

What do you think, counsellor?

No.

That was real eloquent, Leigh.

Brave too.

I wanna thank you
for conveying to me

your very power-fullest emotions.

'Cause...

I'm gonna enjoy this
all the more.

Oh, my God!

The people call Samuel G. Bowden!

Do you swear to tell the truth and
nothin' but the truth, so help you God?

Somebody's got to man the boat.
We're heading into unprotected water.

- Did you swear?
- I'll do it, Dad.

Sit, Danielle.
Don't make light of your civic duty.

You're the jury.

All right. Okay. I swear to tell the truth.
What do you want to know?

Was a prior sexual history ever prepared
in connection with my defence?

Was a prior sexual history

ever prepared in connection
with my defence?

It's...

I'm sorry, Your Honour. I agree.
That was argumentative.

An investigator did prepare a prior
sexual history on the alleged victim.

True?

I can ask leading questions.
He is a hostile witness.

Would you care to tell the court
what the gist was of this report?

Cady, it was 14 years ago.
I can't remember that.

How can he answer when you're
hitting him like that?

'Cause he's perjuring himself.
He knows damn well exactly what it said.

- Don't you?
- It said that she was promiscuous.

It said that she had three
different lovers in one month.

At least three!
And did you show this report to the D.A.?

- No.
- No. I...

I only discovered it after I petitioned
to represent myself.

Six years into my sentence!
But there it was in the court file!

But back in '77,
you buried it, counsellor!

Would you care
to tell the jury why?

Would you care
to tell the court why?

Because I know he brutally raped her
and he beat her.

Talk to me!
I'm standing here!

Just because she was promiscuous
didn't give you the right to rape her.

You bragged to me that you beat two prior
aggravated rapes! You were a menace!

You were my lawyer!
You were my lawyer!

That report could have
saved me 14 years!

- You're probably right.
- You self-righteous fuck!

I'm Virgil, counsellor, and I'm
guiding you through the gates of hell.

We are now in the ninth circle,
the circle of traitors.

Traitors to country!
Traitors to fellow man!

Traitors to God!

You, sir,

are charged with betrayin'
the principles of all three!

Can you please quote for me the American
Bar Association's rules of professional conduct,

Canon 7.

A lawyer should represent
his client...

Should zealously represent his client
within the bounds of the law!

And I find you guilty, counsellor!

Guilty of betraying your fellow man!

Guilty of betraying your country!

Guilty of abrogatin' your oath!

Guilty of judging me
and selling me out!

And with the power vested in me
by the Kingdom of God,

I sentence you to
the ninth circle of hell!

Now you will learn about loss!

Loss of freedom!
Loss of humanity!

Now you and I will truly
be the same, counsellor.

Danielle, get down on your knees.
Both of you, take off your clothes.

- Down on your knees now!
- No, no, no!

Take off your clothes!
Get down on your knees!

No!

Don't!

Now! Take off your clothes!
Off with your clothes!

You, Leigh.
Take off your clothes.

- No, no, no!
- Now!

- No!
- Now!

Come on.
Git! Git!

- No!
- Git!

Tonight you're gonna learn
to be an animal!

To live like an animal
and to die like one!

Give me your hand!

No! Dad!

Jump!

Go! Go!

Forget about that
restrainin' order, counsellor?

You're well within 500 yards!

Well, here we are, counsellor.

Just two lawyers workin' it out!

I'm gonna kill you!

You already sacrificed me,
counsellor!

Oh, glory be to God!

O Almighty!
Glory be to God!

Glory be to God!

Oh, Glory be to God!

Glory be to God!
Hallelujah!

♪ On Jordan's stormy banks
I stand

♪ Oh, who will come with me?

♪ I'm bound for the promised land, I...

♪ I'm bound for the promis...

♪ Land, I am

♪ I'm bound for

♪ The promised land ♪

We never spoke about what happened.

At least, not to each other.

Fear, I suppose,
that to remember his name,

or what he did, would mean
letting him into our dreams.

And me, I hardly
dream about him anymore.

Still, things won't ever be

the way they were
before he came.

But that's all right.

Because if you
hang on to the past,

you die a little every day.

And for myself,

I know I'd rather live.

The end.