All language subtitles for Valley.Of.Light.2007.1080p.WEBRip.x264-RARBG

Noah?

- Noah Locke.
- Mr. Reed.

- Welcome home, son.
- Thank you.

Look at you, you're our hero.

We heard you were awarded
a Purple Heart.

Your mama and daddy
would have been real proud.

Thank you, sir.

Mama.

- Can I help you?
- No, ma'am.

This was my home before the war.

You're one of the Locke family?

Yes, ma'am.

We're farming this land now.

Understand.

Sorry for the interruption.

Locke, you got a visitor.

I was just driving the car.

I didn't even have a gun.

You don't understand how hard
it was with Mama sick.

I had to get out.

I couldn't breathe.

They said I could go
to Mama's funeral.

But I'd have to be in chains.

And I couldn't do that, there.

No, sir.

No contact with the prisoner.

Time's up, Locke.

You disowning me, Noah?

You're the only family I got, Travis.

My brother's 17, Mr. Kates.

- Shouldn't there be some leniency?
- No, sir.

- Not a chance.
- Travis is a good boy.

He just made a bad decision
and I wasn't here to help him.

I'm sorry about your kid brother.

We thank you for your service
over there.

Thank you, Mr. Kates.

If I were you,

I'd focus on what I was gonna do
now this war is over.

Yes, sir.

It's like water everywhere else, boy.

It's wet.

You feeling for life in that river?

Oh, it's just an old habit.

I didn't mean to spook you.

You got that look about you.

Man that's ready to duck down.

I'd say you was in the war.
Was you?

Yeah, I was.

Fishing's best from the bend.

- Help yourself to the worms.
- Thanks.

I saw you coming a long way off.

You had company.

I saw a man and a woman

walking beside you.

That wasn't me, sir. I'm alone here.

It was you.

Man was lame.

Woman was awfully pretty.

Petite little lady.

Sounds like
you describing my folks.

They died.

That's awfully sad.

Look, look. You got you one.

You say you've seen my folks.

- How's that?
- Oh, it's--

It's just a gift that come to me,
five years ago.

Seeing the other side.

Well,

I don't believe in ghosts.

Neither do I.

Only angels.

I'll be. Will you look at that?

Thank you.

You just wandering around?

You going somewhere?

I guess I'm wandering.

Just looking for a sign
that tells me to stop.

If you're just walking willy-nilly,

you ought to go over
to those mountains there.

Just over the ridge.

There's a nice little valley.

Born and raised there.

Oh, awfully nice people.
Good fishing too.

There's a little lake over there.

The locals call it
the Lake of No Fish.

And, boy, it's got the biggest bass
you ever saw.

I hooked him once.
Fought me like the devil.

You gotta take your time with him.

- You gotta aggravate him so.
- Yeah.

Yeah. I've seen fish like that.

It must be as big as Jonah's whale
by now.

Well,

I guess I best be getting home.

Thank you for your hospitality,
Noah Locke.

You said you've seen my folks.

My ma, my pa.

Do you still see them?

Bright as day.

And there are others too.

Your Army buddies.

You don't wanna lose them either.

What you wanna lose is that cloak
of grief about your shoulders.

You did your best to save them.

You go on over to that valley.

Try to catch my fish.

If you do, you tell him Hoke Moore

has been thinking about him
a long, long time.

Old Hoke Moore told me about you.

I'll see you later.

Quiet down now.

Welcome.

You wouldn't be lost, now,
would you?

Well, I never been here before,
so I guess I am.

Looks like we got us
a wandering sheep.

- Where are you from?
- Asheville.

I had a cousin lived there.

Name of Wally Mayfield.
Do you know him?

- No, sir.
- You didn't miss much.

You serve in the war?

I did.

Europe or the Pacific?

- Europe.
- What outfit?

42nd Infantry.

Whitlow Mayfield.

When I'm not walking behind a plough,
I'm the sheriff of this county.

Marshall here's my deputy.

- Pleasure.
- Howdy.

Howard Reynolds.
This here's Matthew.

My name is Noah Locke.

What you doing with yourself
these days, Noah Locke?

I pick up an odd job here
and there.

- Mostly I do me some fishing.
- Fishing?

Well, if you come
for the fishing contest, friend,

I'm afraid you're a bit early.

I don't know nothing about
no fishing contest.

We have a fishing contest here
in about two weeks.

Costs 2 dollars to get in.

Draws a crowd

and we wind up with
a little money for the school.

You could walk away with $20.

And give Littleberry
some competition.

That'd be Littleberry Davis.

He has won our contest the last

five, six years in a row by my count.

- Six.
- Six.

You're a fisherman, I tell you what.

You go down to that river there

and catch me a mess of them
river cats before sundown,

I'll give you a dime

for every fish big enough to fry.

My boy likes catfish.

Don't let them bait you, friend.

You not knowing the river
this time of day,

I'd say you'd be wasting your time.

Oh, I'll do it.

All right, to get to our house,

take that road there past the meadow
till you see a little Grey house.

Yes, sir. Thank you.

Well, you've been here five minutes,

already you got you some business.

And that is four.

Oh, you got a smorgasbord there.

Ma'am.

Taylor.

We captured us here a Noah Locke.

Travelling fisherman,
if you can believe that.

Is that so?

- Marjorie, you take care.
- I will.

This is my cousin, Taylor Bowers.

And if he don't have what you want,

he just go ahead and try to sell you
something else.

Some folks
are born-again Christians.

Taylor here is a born-again talker,
worse than I am.

And that's going some.

- How can I help you?
- What do you need, son?

Sardines, some canned tuna?

That would put a hole
in your fishing story.

Well, yes, it would.

I'll just have a bag of coffee,
a soap bar and a shirt if you got it.

- Will chambray do?
- That will be fine, thanks.

- Eleanor.
- Taylor.

- Whitlow.
- Good afternoon, Eleanor.

- Anything I can get for you?
- Oh, I know where everything is.

All right then.

Don't you go raising prices
on our friend here.

He's an Army man. Just like my boy.

You know you're the only one
I cheat around here, cousin.

- Nice to meet you, sir.
- Same here.

You really make a living fishing?

Well, now, that depends
on what you call a living.

I eat a lot of fish.

You know of any jobs around town?

I got one right here.

You see those two fools
yakking over there?

They're supposed to be painting
this store.

You witness even one foot of
pine board painted out there

when you walked up?

Coffee is right behind you.

Eleanor, are you finding everything
all right?

Oh, now, what is that?

What is that there in your ear?

Well, now, look at that, a nickel.

- You want some candy?
- Yes.

- Chocolate?
- I can wait my turn.

Oh, no, no, no. That's fine.
Please, go ahead.

This is Noah Locke.
I got it right, didn't I?

You did.

This is Eleanor Chatwin.

He's taking orders,
if you got a taste for catfish.

Oh, no, thank you.
We don't eat much fish.

Ah, well.

- You take care of yourself.
- Thanks.

That's a fine woman.

Alrighty.

This is a dollar fifty.

And a nickel's worth of penny candy

- for my friend here.
- Hey there, Matthew.

Let's see. What do you think?

Orange slices today

or Boston beans or--?

Jelly beans.

I'm coming, Matthew.

- You must be the fish fella.
- Yes, ma'am.

- My name is Noah Locke.
- I'm Ada Reynolds.

Matthew told me
he met a new friend today.

Look at that.

- Where'd you catch them? River?
- Yes, sir.

This time of day?

That makes these miracle fish.

Just the right size for pan frying too.

Give me that. I'll start supper.

Why won't you tell Mr. Noah to come
to church with us on Sunday?

Here.

- How long are you staying?
- I don't know, sir.

Come to church on Sunday.

It's the only one in the valley.

Church of the Resurrected Christ.

No matter how you were raised,
everybody's welcome.

Thank you, sir.

Come on, Matthew.

We're gonna feast tonight.

Bye now.

Did you sleep well, Granny?

Now it's time
for your birthday powder.

And so we bear the burden in silence.
This burden, brothers and sisters--

Is that loud enough, Granny?

- Yeah, I hear it.
- Every week I receive letters

from listeners who say,
"I must not be a good Christian.

For surely if I were firmly rooted
in faith--"

You got some trouble there?

You're that fisherman?

Yes, ma'am.

Mind if I have a look?

You got a rifle?

- She needs to be shot?
- Yes, ma'am.

If you want some meat from it,
I can butcher it for you.

All right.

I brought you dinner.

Oh, there's no need.

If you don't, I'll feel even worse.

Waylaying you on your way to church.

Oh, I wasn't going nowhere.

Just thinking about it.

Thank you.

It shouldn't have been a surprise,
her dying.

She was awfully old.

Still, it shook me.

You were in the war?

Yeah, I was.

My late husband, Boyd, was too.

I'm sorry to hear that.

What was it like,

the war?

Well, it's not something you can get
out of your mind.

There's no making sense of it either.

Well, I guess a lot of things
don't make sense.

Thank you for your help.

Please, just a few bites.

I want my chocolate.

Well, I thought you'd left.

I went out an hour ago,
you were gone.

I just went to the pond to wash up.

- Who's that?
- Forgive my manners,

you'd think I didn't have any.
Come in, Mr. Locke.

Meet Boyd's grandmother.

Mrs. Beatrice Chatwin.

Ma'am.

Granny isn't feeling
all that well today.

She won't give me my chocolate.

Granny lives on chocolate bars.

Maybe I ought to write the candy
company and give them a testimonial.

Well, it's getting dark.
I'll drive you home.

Oh, there's no need.
My camp's not far.

- Where are you?
- I'm up the road, at the lake.

The fishing cabin?

No, ma'am. Just near.

Oh, why don't you use it?

Well, I didn't know who to ask.

You ask me.

I'll be back shortly, Granny.

Ma'am.

My husband shot himself here.

Not in the cabin,
if that's any difference to you.

I thought he died in the war.

Boyd came home without
a scratch on him.

But he was changed.

Now, why would he do that,
Mr. Locke?

Why would a man go through a war

and come home and kill himself?

Use it.

Boyd used to come here
and stay the night.

Just to be by himself.

I think everything's here. Lamp, cot.

A man named Arch Wheeler
built this cabin.

He died right there in that chair.

Boyd said he used to come up here
and drink with Arch's ghost.

He was always trying to scare me.

But people say this place is haunted.

Yeah, you hear stories.

Lights on the water, hunting dogs
whimpering like they've seen a ghost.

I'm a chatterbox, aren't I?

I don't think Granny
says a dozen words in a week.

Makes me too hungry for talk.

- Good night.
- Good night, ma'am.

- Thank you.
- For what?

I'm trying to thank you for
taking care of my poor cow.

So don't thank me.

- How old are you, Mr. Locke?
- I'm 28.

Well, I'm just four years older.
So don't call me "ma'am."

Yes, ma'am.

All right.

I won't say it, on a trade.

You don't call me "mister."

All right, Noah.

Well, if you see any ghosts,
you holler.

Dear Travis,

since I last wrote you,

I've come to a place
called the Valley of Light.

A fisherman by the name of
Hoke Moore sent me here.

He claims that the biggest bass
he's ever seen lives in this lake.

And I know now,

that's no fish tale.

- Good morning, fisher.
- Good morning.

I just come by wondering if you still
need somebody to do some painting.

You bet. Just look at this place.

I pay $20 for the whole job.

I'll supply the sandpaper and paint.

Yes, sir. That's a deal.

Lookie here.

Now, if you get a fish order,
you go fish.

- Paint when you can.
- Yes, sir.

You're gonna be good for business.

Howard was bragging in church
about all those catfish you caught him.

- Howard's son, that boy.
- Matthew.

That's Howard's grandson.
But he and Ada are keeping him.

Boy's mama passed away
quite a few years ago.

Matthew's daddy
hasn't been around since.

They say he's working
in Tennessee.

He sends that boy money
but we never see him.

He ever talk?

Because his grandma
said that he talks to her.

Ada says she hears him
with her heart.

She does, that's a fact.

But that boy

never spoke a word.

What the hay, Taylor?
You're giving our jobs away?

He's the fisherman Howard's
talking about.

- Is that so?
- The name's Noah Locke.

Peavo Teasley.

Moody Goodhouse III.

Pleasure meeting you boys.

People gonna come around and get
a look at this man while he's working.

You hear that word? Working?

That'll be a foreign tongue
to you boys.

I'm digging for bait.

You wanna help?

Look at this.

I saw a flock of robins here.

That's how I knew to look
for earthworms.

After a storm,
that's a good time too.

Find yourself a rain-soaked field.

There you go.

You found yourself a good one.

Yeah, you see that there?

Spilled grain.

See, now, let me show you here.

Yeah, see that?

That's a mealworm.

Pan fish love them.

There's all sorts of them
in here, see?

Well, they like leeches too.

Oh, I know. I don't care
for leeches much neither.

All right, that's it. Stay there.

See, crickets?
Now, they good for bass.

I saw a bass in that lake up there.

The biggest bass I've ever seen.

But, well, he ain't ready
to be caught yet.

Mr. Hoke Moore told me
about this valley.

You know Mr. Moore?

He said they good people here.

He's right.

Come on.

Ghosts haven't chased you off yet?

I didn't wanna make a mess inside.

Looks like you're making a mess
up top of your head.

Sit down.

I used to cut Boyd's hair.

Well, my mama used to cut mine.

Getting a haircut was one
of the few times

my husband would sit still
long enough for me to talk him.

I don't know why it was so hard
for him to just sit and listen.

Oh, well, I suppose some people
are just that way.

Don't you get tired,
moving around place to place?

I don't really know what else to do.

Don't you miss your home?
Your family?

Oh, my folks passed on.

I got a brother though, Travis.

He fell in with some bad company,
wound up in prison.

So maybe I'm just waiting
for him to get out.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

Is that from the war?

Must have been terrible.

I hope that's all right.

Not as good as the barber
might have done it, but...

It's much better than I could
have done.

Thank you.

Hey, Matthew.

What you got there?

You came to help, huh?

Thank you, my friend.

Let's mix you up some paint.

That's right. Just drag it along.

Remember that bass I was telling
you about? Up at the lake?

I hear it swimming out there
every night.

I saw it once, looked like a mule,
it was so big.

Well, it didn't look like a mule
the way a mule looks. It's a fish.

But it's big like a mule.

Sounds like a tall tale, don't it?

You know, you're the only friend
I ever had where I did all the talking.

I bet you can say my name though,
can't you?

Noah? You can say Noah,
can't you?

That's it. You got it.

It was. Like that.
Just looking at him the whole...

Oh, I see you got enough paint
on yourself,

you manage to get any
on the store?

He done real good.

- How's the celebrity?
- You just ignore Moody and Peavo.

How's it going, fisherman?

- Just fine, until now.
- The way Taylor was talking,

sounds like you don't even need
a hook to catch a fish, boy.

You catch us six river cats apiece
before sundown today,

we'll give you ten cents a fish.

But if you come up short,

we keep everything you catch
for free.

Twelve catfish by sundown.

Good Lord, boys.
What kind of sucker bet is that?

He makes that dozen,
it'll cost you a quarter a fish.

Quarter a fish?

Shoot. Littleberry Davis
ain't even that good.

- Littleberry's the best I ever seen.
- Littleberry couldn't bait Noah's hook.

What do you think, Matthew?

We'll take that bet?

Your fisherman is about
to catch me a free dinner.

- I'll bet you $3 he makes it.
- You got a bet.

No bream, no bass,
no trap, no crappie.

- Good Lord.
- Them's the rules.

What's he doing?

Washing the worm slime
off his hands.

Something you boys ought to do
once in a while. Wash up a little.

He don't seem to be in much
of a hurry, does he?

- It's a cat, 14 inches at least.
- That ain't but one.

Lord almighty.

Yeah, another cat.

He found a catfish hole.
It's gonna play out after three or four.

Why don't he hook no suckerfish
or crappie?

Hey. You got some sort
of secret catfish bait on there?

You sure that boy knows
how to count?

One more time now,
Noah, come on.

- Might as well give up now, fisherman.
- Don't listen to him.

You put up a good fight, Noah Locke,
no doubt about that, but 11ain't 12.

You ain't gonna make it.

Maybe you fished that hole clean.

We're going home with a free mess
of catfish.

Game's up, Taylor. You owe me $3.

Taylor, you better get out
your billfold.

The sun's gone.

Hey, he ain't got it ashore.

- The sun's gone.
- No, it ain't. It ain't.

Will you look there?

Well, Moody, Peavo,

you eating catfish tonight.

But you owe Noah here $3,
and another 3 for Taylor.

I feel good. Hey, why don't we
all drive over to Hayesville,

get something to eat?

Treat's on me.
I got money to burn.

Ada's waiting at home for us.

Thank you, Taylor,
but maybe some other time.

Come on, I'll give you a ride, Noah,
unless you wanna swim home.

All right. You're probably right.

I got windows to close up.

All right.

Well, I owe you all a supper.

I won't forget.

I feel good.

Right here is fine.

Well, thanks for the ride.

You know what?
I got something for you.

How about a hook and bobber?

Thanks for your help today, partner.

That's nice.

Well, you're welcome.

- Night.
- Bye now.

We should have dragged that
poor boy home for supper too.

Everybody needs somebody,
Matthew.

Who are the prophets?

Are they royal born?

No.

Do they inherit
the office of prophet?

No.

The prophets are called
directly by God

and through them
God's will is revealed.

What does the greatest of prophets,
Isaiah, have to say?

He begins ove1rwhelmed

with the wickedness
and corruption of the people.

Through him God cries out
in anguish.

Through him God cries out
in heartbreak.

Dear Travis,

Hoke Moore said
I'd find good people here.

He was right.

I can't explain it,

but I sleep through the night now
for the first time since the war.

Stay hopeful.

And if you can,
trust that God has a plan for you.

Your brother, Noah.

Hi.

- Hi.
- Hi, Matthew.

Eleanor.

Aren't you a sight for sore eyes.
Well, a special occasion?

No, I just thought I'd stop by.

Put in an order for fish.

I thought you didn't care for fish.

Tastes change.

How many you want me
to catch for you?

Enough for the four of us,
plus Howard, Ada, Granny.

You catch them, I'll cook them.

- Let's go fishing.
- All right, you only got till 5:00.

Yes, ma'am.

Yeah, this is going to be a night
to remember.

I came out here right
after Boyd got home.

I forgot why.

He made me stay for supper.

Oh, I'll never forget that meal.
That woman is a good cook.

That Boyd.

Seemed okay to us.

There must have been something
powerful troubling

none one of them could see.

He was probably sick at heart
from the things he'd seen.

But why he'd leave Eleanor?

It just about killed the woman.

Hard thing, to be left behind.

I fish with Taylor,

I never seen a man
better at drowning worms.

Pay no attention.

It's just been too long since
Granny and I have had

people over to the house.

Something we ought
to do more often.

All right, everyone, take a seat.

- All right.
- Granny.

I think Matthew wanted to sit
next to you.

That's fine. I wanna sit next to him.

How about this one, buddy?

- Eleanor, there you go.
- All right.

Howard, why don't you sit
at the head?

Sure.

Why, thank you, Taylor.
I'll take it from here.

All right, then, I'd like to say
a few words of grace, if I may?

We got to take hands,
Granny Chatwin.

We'd greatly appreciate it
if you'd give us your blessing.

And help loosen up our tongues so
we can talk about everybody we know

who's not here.

And forgive us beforehand
for what we say.

And sweet Lord, we thank you for
this bounty of food and fellowship.

- Amen.
- Amen.

Pass the hush puppies.

May I serve you, Miss Chatwin?

Oh, no, sir, I'm waiting
for the chocolate.

Chocolate, Lord, right to the dessert.

Will somebody please give Granny
the chocolate?

Actually, I went to the store.

I brought you one more
for good measure.

Granny, you will never sleep tonight.

I hope you don't mind.

So, Noah, you've just been travelling
since the war's end, fishing?

- Yes, ma'am.
- How many states you seen?

Travelled rivers mostly.

The Cumberland,

the Cinch, the Hiawassee,

the Tennessee and a few others.

Do you have a favourite place?

Well,

you got a pretty place here
in this valley.

Well, maybe you'll just have
to winter here.

Yes, ma'am.

Would you like some hush puppies?

- That was some dinner.
- Bye now.

You've outdone yourself.

Please, you've gotta take
some food home.

What is that?

What is that there behind your ear?

We're going home.

If only Noah would stop talking.
You see what I mean about him?

He talks all the time,
you can't hardly ever get him to stop.

You leave him alone, Taylor Bowers,
or next time you won't get invited.

"Next time"?
Oh, I like the sound of that.

- Night-night.
- Good night, Miss Chatwin.

Good night now.

All right. Let's go in.

If you just got me a second
invite to Eleanor C's,

you're good luck indeed.

Even if I would like to kick you
in the gut,

the way she lights up
when you're around.

Good night, Taylor,
thanks for the ride.

Noah,

you watch out for ghosts.

It's haunted up here.

Go on, get out of here.

Old codger.

Noah?

Yes, ma'am?

Did you just call me ma'am?

No, ma'am.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I brought you some breakfast.

But if you don't wanna open the door,

I guess I'll just leave it out here
on the porch.

No, no, no, I'm coming.

- Hi.
- Hi.

You want some coffee?

No, thank you. But you go ahead,
have it with your breakfast.

And grab yourself a fork.

Sure.

If I have coffee in the morning,
I'm jittery all day.

You know, my sides ached
this morning,

I laughed so hard last night.

Yeah, that Taylor,
he's one of a kind.

Yes, he is.

But it's you who made me happy.

I'll fix that for you before I go.

Well, thank you.

I'll see you later, Mr. Locke.

Eleanor?

Yes?

I went by your house last night
but you had already headed for bed.

I saw your light go out.

Well, I turned my light out.

But I didn't go to sleep for a while.

What were you gonna do
if the light had been on?

I would have asked you
if I could sit on your porch with you.

And what would we do
on the porch?

Would we talk?

You saying two words
and me saying 20?

I'll see you at the store.

Good morning.

Good morning.

What I personally witnessed is
nothing short of made-to-order fishing.

He didn't get so much as a nibble from
a bream or an eel or a hornyhead.

Nothing but catfish.

He use stinky bait?

Earthworms.

He use a fancy reel?

Nothing better than a cane pole.

I'd pay up front just to see it again.

He's gonna give Littleberry Davis
such a fit at that fishing contest.

I seen Littleberry in Whiteville
yesterday,

he says all this talk
about your Mr. Fisherman

is one fat fish tale.

Sounds like Littleberry's
got the jitters.

He's shaking in his waders.

I lay down $10 right now says that
Noah Locke wins that take-home prize.

Hi, everyone.

Afternoon, Miss Chatwin.
Afternoon, Eleanor.

Don't you two ladies look lovely?

- Granny came by for her chocolate.
- Oh, come on right in, Granny.

That last cat Noah caught
was so big,

they had to pull it out
with Moody's mule.

And when my mule had
a heart attack,

we got Peavo's tractor,
burnt out the engine.

Where's mine?

I better pay for the candy.

- I made a little present to Granny.
- No, sir.

We settled up,
she gave me the kiss.

Thank you, Mrs. Chatwin.

Taylor.

I think Granny's claimed you.

Matthew's missing.
Ada hasn't seen him since lunch.

I'll go look for him.

I'll get Granny home and call Ada.

- We'll be glad to help.
-Hold on a second, we'll help you.

Should we go to the river?

We should probably check
down that way.

- All right.
- Down this road.

He's never been gone this long.

It's just not like him.

Thank you.

- How far did you get?
- The railroad bridge.

Then between us,
we scouted seven miles of river.

From the trestle to Bower Bridge.

So he didn't go to the river then.

John's Creek?

Whitlow's here.

Been down at the county courthouse,
I just got the news.

Hate to think of you
worried sick all day long, Ada.

I appreciate that.

There you go.

Howard.

We're gonna find the boy.

I'm gonna need one of his shirts.

I'll go get it.

Got it?

She got it.
All right, girl, find him now, find him.

Let's go, boys.

They'll find him, Ada.

They'll find him.

Matthew.

Matthew.

Matthew.

Matthew.

Matthew.

Matthew.

Matthew.

Matthew.

I've never seen them running
around so much,

like they're chasing their own tail.

He was here.

Digging for earthworms.

I'm going up to the lake.

See if he was up there.

I told Matthew there are ghosts
up there,

he's scared to death
of that place.

It's best to check.

- I'll drive you up.
- We will find him.

All right, let's go walk that creek.
Come on.

Come on, girl.

Matthew.

I got a bad feeling about this,
I really do.

Taylor, this is fine right here.
This is fine.

- I'm gonna drive the roads.
- All right.

You hear him, girls?

Watch your head. Easy.

- Good girl. Keep listening.
- Anything?

Ground's cold.

We lost his scent.

I thought I'd wait here just
in case Matthew called out.

The dogs will hear him.

What do you think?

We got a lot of people
looking for him.

People who know the places
here pretty good.

It bothers me we ain't found nothing.

Well, I'm just heading over to Ada's,
make some breakfast.

- You come and eat.
- That's all right.

No, I won't take no for an answer.

I'll have breakfast on the table
at first light.

All right.

Matthew.

Matthew.

Matthew.

Matthew.

Nobody goes up there anymore.

Not with all them ghosts. Lord.

I feel bad about this.

If we just fanned out more.

It just happened, that's all.

Noah.

Howard's been asking for you.

I'm sorry, Mr. Reynolds.

I told him about a fish

in that lake.

He went to catch it.

It weren't your fault, Noah.

Me and my wife know that.

Matthew had a good time
knowing you.

Howard.

He'd been...

...missing his daddy a lot.

Awful lot lately.

And you gave him something
that he didn't have.

Come here. That's my girl.

That lake is cursed.

First Arch Wheeler dying alone
up there, then Boyd Chatwin.

- By his own hand.
- Now Matthew Reynolds.

A helpless little lamb.

If it were to me,
we'd blow up that lake.

You blow up that lake, you might
as well blow up the mountain.

Somebody freezes or falls off
that mountain every year.

And after you blow up the mountain,

you best go ahead and blow up
the roads and the railroads too.

Well, you know, I'm thinking
it might help Howard

if we tidy up the yard a little bit,

bound to be a lot of people coming
by when they hear about Matthew.

I'll do it.

I'll wash and wax his car.

He's gonna want it clean
for the funeral.

Oh, Lord, that boy,
pretty much their life.

Yes, he was.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes,
dust to dust.

Blessed are the dead
who die in the Lord.

Yes, as a spirit, they will rest
from their labours

for their deeds follow them.

Gracious God, we thank thee
for those we love but see no more.

Receive into thy arms
your servant Matthew

and grant that, increasing
in knowledge and love of you,

he may go from strength to strength
in service to your heavenly kingdom,

through Jesus Christ, our Lord.
Amen.

Amen.

Have you been able to reach
your son yet?

No, he don't know yet.

Left a message for him to call us
but who knows when he'll get that.

Well, we're gonna put off
the fishing.

No, too much work already done,
people coming in from all over.

And we know the school needs
the money.

Taylor's worried about you.

You're leaving?

I should have come up here
as soon as they said he ran off.

- I should have known it.
- You're not a mind reader.

You didn't know
what that child was gonna do.

If it hadn't been for me,

that boy would be at the store
right now

having an Orange Crush
with Howard and Ada.

All we can do is

Love people with a whole heart
while we have the chance.

And you loved that boy well.

I don't know why this world has
to shatter to pieces.

When I first saw you,

I thought an angel
might have sent you.

I've been alone so long I can make up
things in my head pretty easy.

All of us, we're...

We're hoping for a sign, aren't we?

A sign that

we have a purpose,
that we're being guided towards it.

Well, I've never seen
that sign myself.

Maybe you've been that sign
for others.

A sign for Matthew.

I was hoping a sign for me.

I'm nobody to count on.

Is walking away the answer, Noah?

Will that keep you a pace
ahead of the pain?

Maybe if you keep walking
you'll find a valley

where no one has ever suffered
a broken heart.

But I'll wager to say,

that will be a loveless place.

Noah's late.
He should have got here.

Where is he?

Half the people here come out
to see Noah fish.

Look at Littleberry.

Trying to figure out which one
of these people's Noah.

All right, everyone, listen here now.

The fishing starts at the shot.

Early casters
get a half-hour penalty.

Contest ends at 2 by my watch.

- Oh, and the fish fry at 5.
- Oh, right.

Fish fry starts at 5.

Hey, Billy's got one.

There you go.

- Got one.
- Littleberry.

Littleberry Davis
caught the first fish.

Noah would have caught ten
by now.

Let's weigh him up.

I will catch you.

You can't fool me.

Get up here.

If I trusted, even for a moment,
in those signs you believe in,

I would have tried to be one for you.
Noah.

Dear Travis,

I'm moving on again.

I'm not quite sure where yet.

Are you the one they call Noah?

I am.

I was looking for you at the contest.

Name's Littleberry Davis.

- You leaving town?
- Yes, sir.

I never stay for the fish fry.

I come for the prize, not the party.

Where are you headed?

Nowhere in particular.

Well, if you have a chance,
you ought to stop by South Lake.

That's where I live, we got
some pretty good bass in it.

I hear you're staying up
at Arch Wheeler's place.

No fish up there.

Old fella always talking about this
monster fish he had seen in that lake.

Said it was big as a barn.

So I go there with two or three
of my boys just to see for myself.

We stayed the night there.

Only bite I got
was from mosquitoes.

Made old Hoke mad, the jawing
he took about that phantom fish.

Mr. Hoke Moore?

Yeah, that's right, old Hoke.

Well, now, he's the one that told me
about this place.

- Where did you meet him?
- Met him in Tompton.

Yeah, yeah, Hoke died in Tompton.

Family had him buried there

even though he'd lived
most of his life here in the valley.

Mr. Moore died?

Yeah, about five years ago.

Sorry to be the one to tell you.

Now, Hoke was quite a fisherman.

He was the best I ever seen.

When he was buried,

Peavo Teasley said they ought
to put a catfish in the coffin with him

so he would feel at home.

Friend, you don't look too good.

You look like
you've just seen a ghost.

Oh, no, sir.

I don't believe in ghosts.

Maybe in angels.

Thank you. Excuse me.

Hey, driver.

Travis, for a year I travelled
these roads,

in hope I could stay a pace
ahead of the grief.

Here I stopped.

I was overtaken.

And left behind with a certainty

that we do have a purpose
in this world.

To find this valley,

cross the Nantahala River.

Follow the Hiawassee west.

When you see the bridge,

you're almost home.