All language subtitles for Sanctuary.1961.1080p.WEB.H264-SHIIIT_track3_[eng]

[judge] The prisoner will stand.

The court finds that you, Nancy Mannigoe,
did on the ninth day of September

willfully and with malice aforethought

kill and murder the infant child
of Mr. And Mrs. Gowan Stevens

in the town of Jefferson County
of Yoknapatawpha.

Have you anything to say
before judgment is pronounced upon you?

It is the sense of this court then

that you be taken back to the county jail
in Yoknapatawpha County,

and there, on the 13th day of March,

you will be hanged by the neck
until you are dead.

- [crowd murmuring]
- May God have mercy upon your soul.

I will be done.

Thank you, Lord.

[crowd murmuring]

[chattering]

They're gonna hang her by the neck!

[clamoring]

[clamoring continues]

Mrs. Stevens, are you satisfied
justice was done?

Gentlemen, please,
we've been through a terrible ordeal.

Any future plans, Mr. Stevens?

Yes, I'm going to take my wife away
for a long rest.

- Are you satisfied she's gonna hang?
- Hanging is too good for her!

[clamoring continues]

[engine starting]

[vehicle departing]

- [music playing]
- Happy homecoming.

- [Gowan] Here's to you, honey.
- Gowan.

Hey, how come you didn't get a tan
while you were in Bermuda?

Oh, Gowan wouldn't let me.
He has a-- has a fixation about my skin.

Says the sun would coarsen it. [chuckles]

- Gowan!
- You're crazy.

Yes, he is.
He's always telling me how to--

- Oh.
- Evening.

- Ira.
- Hello, Ira.

Hello, Ira.

- Welcome home, Temple.
- Thank you.

- Gowan.
- [Gowan] Ira.

Hey, Gowan. Fix Cousin Ira a drink.

Yeah, Ira, have a drink. What'll it be?

What's that?

[Gowan] Orange Blossom--
straight grain and juice.

Got any whiskey?

Anything for you, Ira boy.

We're glad you dropped by.
Aren't we, Temple?

[Temple] Of course.

'Cause we want you to know
there's no hard feelings, none whatsoever.

You had a job to do, and you did it,
public defender.

That's something every lawyer
has to take on some time.

Afraid I didn't do it very well.

You tried. If you'd have gotten her off,
it might have been another story.

Gowan, please.

Oh. Sorry, honey. Sure. It's just that
justice was done. That's all.

Don't you mean, will be done?
Nancy hangs in the morning.

[party guest] Hey, host.
Getting kinda dry.

[Gowan] Coming.

You came all the way back from Bermuda.
Almost without notice.

[Temple] Have you seen her?

Almost every day.

[Temple] Did she talk about me?

No.

Then why have you come here?

Same reason you came back from Bermuda.

[Temple] What do you know?

That a man was there with you
when it happened.

No.

[party guest] Temple, sweetie,
we've got to go.

[chattering]

- Good to be back. Bye-bye.
- [chattering continues]

[chattering, laughter]

And what else?

You can still save her.

You think I wouldn't if I could?

[Ira] You know the price.

I haven't the faintest idea
what you're talking about.

Here's my number,
in case you change your mind.

How about another drink, Ira?

No, thanks. I gotta be going.

- Goodnight.
- [Temple] Goodnight, Ira.

Let me just take a look at it.

I got to start, Gowan. I don't play.

Oh, you're disgusting.

- Oh, I only had the one drink.
- [car cranking]

- [Gowan] Honey?
- Yeah?

Something's the matter with Randy's car.
I'm gonna drive him home.

You all right?
You want me to come with you?

[Gowan] No, I'll be back in a while.

- Goodnight.
- Bye-bye.

[car engine starts]

[Temple] Operator?

Operator?

Uh, operator, I want 4-763.

You're not gonna call Ira.

I don't know what happened that night,
and nobody else is going to, ever.

Gowan, I have to do something.

If Nancy won't say anything
in her own defense, why should you?

But you know this is why
I wanted to come back from Bermuda.

I have to try.

All right, then, you try.

But I'm telling you
that if you go see Ira,

don't you expect me to be here
when you come back.

Give me the phone.

[Gowan] Temple, I'm warning you.

Temple…

Please.

Please.

Operator?

I want 4-763.

If you want to save her,
you'll have to do it my way.

Look, all we need is an affidavit.
That she's crazy. Has been for years.

It's too late for affidavits,
insanity pleas.

You could've brought that up at the trial
and you didn't.

Say one word, lift one finger,
make one motion in her defense.

How much do I have to tell him?

Only the true part.

God, why must to be him?
Why must it be my father?

Because the governor of the state's
the only man who can grant her a reprieve,

stay of execution,
her chance for a new trial.

- Temple, honey, welcome home.
- Hi, Daddy.

You all right?

- Yes, I'm fine.
- Where's Gowan?

Uh, he's home. He's fine.

Mm-hmm. Ira.

I hope my call didn't wake you, Governor.

Not at all. These days living alone,
I seem to keep later hours.

I guess I have
about the same situation, sir.

You ought to get married, Ira,
while you're still young.

[Ira] I'm afraid I'm a confirmed bachelor.

[Governor Drake]
Until the right woman comes along, hmm?

Daddy, Ira, let's get on with it.

Why, of course. Uh, sit down.

From your call, I gather this is about
the colored woman-- the murderous Nancy.

- Yes, sir.
- You defended her and lost.

Have you come now to ask me to pardon her?

Daddy, it's a little more complicated--

Because if you have,
you've come a little late,

and you have come to a chair that is
more than partial to a lawful execution.

- I'm quite aware of that, Governor.
- That child… was my grandson.

Why do you pull her into it at this time?

- I'm not pulling--
- Or at all?

Daddy, I'm in it, and not just
at this time, but all the time.

In up to my neck.

Yes, of course you were involved,
but that doesn't mean--

Daddy, please.

We've--

I-- I have come to ask you to save her.

Why?

Because she was crazy.

Oh, why can't I stop lying?

Temple, baby, It's all right.
You're distraught, and I understand that.

You don't understand anything.

You're good and sweet and dear, and…

and my father.

But you don't understand
any one damn thing

that's got any one damn connection with me

because I don't think
I've stopped lying to you

from the time I was born.

So I think
you'd better listen close, Daddy,

while I tell you the whole story,
the-- the true story, all of it,

because Nancy's a part of it.

So now first…

first about Gowan.

You were asking me, who was he,
this boy I was going to the dance with?

I remember what I was wearing,
that red fringed dress,

standing right there in that doorway.

Gowan? Oh, he's just another boy, Daddy.

But he's terribly attractive,
terribly reliable,

and terribly much the gentleman.

He graduated
from the University of Virginia.

Bye-bye.

[band playing]

[cheering]

[announcer] Ladies and gentlemen,
the winners are…

[drumroll]

[trumpets flourish]

…Miss Temple Drake…

[cheering]

…and that interloper from way up north,

Mr. Gowan Stevens!

[cheering, whooping]

Where is it?

- Where is it?
- What?

The Victor's libation.

- The what?
- The hooch!

- [laughter]
- Here, come on, come on.

- All right.
- [cheering]

[band playing]

Oh, honestly, Gowan,
you're driving me crazy.

Oh, my. You northern boys.

In the first place,
Virginia's not in the north.

And in the second place,
just who do you think you're kidding?

Kidding? Why, Gowan…

Temple, when are we gonna have that dance?

Oh, why, soon, honey. Real soon.

It's a promise, now.

Oh, you know I always keep my promises.

Except to me.
Now, come on, let's get out of here.

Oh, he's so masterful.

I put everything in the back of the car--

blanket, bucket of ice, Victrola,
stack of new Whiteman records.

- Where are we going?
- Other side of the lake.

Mind telling me why?

Because, my little sweet…

this scene is entitled
"The Seduction of Miss Temple Drake."

Oh, hum.

- [Temple] Stop it.
- Temple.

- Gowan, I'm telling you.
- Temple, please.

I thought you were supposed to be
a gentleman.

- I am a gentleman.
- Then stop it.

- You mean that?
- Yes, I mean it.

All right.

- Well, now, honey--
- I said all right.

[sighs]

[sighs]

Oh. Now after all that champagne,

don't tell me you're gonna start
on the hard stuff.

A toast to the honor and glory
of southern womanhood.

And to the two Miss Temple Drakes.

You know, you're kind of confusing
from the anthr--

[clears throat]
…from an anthropological point of view.

See, here we got, uh…

Miss Vestal Virgin,
the governor's daughter,

all that on the one hand…

and on the other hand,
we have Torrid Temple,

princess of the promising lure.

Which is the real Temple Drake?

Gowan, I have to get back
to the sorority house.

Would you bring the Victrola?

Oh, she promiseth, and she promiseth…

but she cometh not across.

Hey, look at that red dress!

Oh, it shimmies, it wiggles.
Like a ball of jelly of a plate.

Gowan, you're really not being very funny.

The fact is, princess,
you're every worst kind of teaser.

Don't you ever call me that.

So to continue,
now we come to the overwhelming question.

Why do I, knowing who and what you are,
stick around, huh?

- Gowan, you forgot the--
- Stick around, slobbering and drooling

like all those other frustrated hound dogs
you got baying at your…

[hiccups] princess-ly heels?

[sighs] The answer evades me.

[engine starts]

Unless…

Unless it is
that I'm hopelessly in love with you.

Which happens to be the case.

[Temple] Oh, the Victrola.

Oh, I do wish
you'd keep your eyes on the road.

I wish you'd stop interrupting me.

I don't know if you're lost or what,
but this is not the way back to school.

This is the secret route
to the secret ancestral home

of Yoknapatawpha County corn liquor.

I'm not going to any moonshiner's.

We have played things your way, princess.
We will now play things mine.

- [Temple] No!
- Look out!

- [horn blaring]
- Goodness. [laughs]

Oh, my daddy will have my hide.

You shouldn't have hit the tree.

Dumb damn tree.

- Get out.
- [laughing]

Dumb damn tree somebody chopped down
in the middle of the road.

[horn stops]

- Boy!
- [Temple] Is that all you got to say?

Shut up. Let me handle this.

My good man,
we're looking for Lee's place.

You shouldn't have hit the tree. [laughs]

What?

I said that you shouldn't
have hit the tree. [laughs]

Uh, thanks a lot. Now listen, are you Lee?

Uh-uh.

[laughs]

Well, are you coming
or do you wanna sit up here in the woods?

[owl hooting]

[animals calling]

Come.

Well?

Get this drunk a drink,
and show me your telephone.

[person] Who is it?

Who are you?

The name's Joe.

And?

I got the ready. You got the stuff?

Well, come on, come on!
Are we going to do business or not?

- [person] Joe, huh?
- [Gowan] You heard me.

[person] Very unusual name.

- Want a drink?
- [Gowan] That's what we're here for.

- This young lady, too?
- [Temple] I don't drink

how much?

- No charge.
- Pay the man.

Honey, don't insult our host.

Pay the man and let's go.

- Uh, do you have a telephone I could use?
- No phone.

Candy.

Um, I don't suppose you'd have a car
I could borrow,

and my father's chauffeur
could return it the minute I get home.

Your father's chauffeur, huh?

Uh-huh.

Nah, I ain't got no car, not here.

Well, now, if you don't have a phone
so as I can hire me a taxi,

and if you can't, or won't, lend me a car,

then how do you propose
we get out of this charming place?

What's your hurry? He ain't in no hurry,
are you, kid? Huh?

Take it easy, huh?

Candy? That's your name-- Candy?

It's what they call me.

Uh, that truckload of bootleg
going into town--

could that give us a lift?

You know better than that, lady.

Your accent-- that's real French Cajun,
isn't it?

Yeah.

You from the Bayou Country?

Mm-hmm.

You're not very,
what one would call gallant, are you?

"Candy." Isn't that a girl's name?

My friend in there
can be gallant as all get out,

but then he's from
the University of Virginia.

That's his school.

What's your school, Mr. Candy?

Keep it up.

The subject has already begun to bore me.

Is she one of his?

I ain't never seen her before.

- If she was, I'd buy.
- [chuckles]

All you college boys are drinking men.
Right, college boy?

[pants] Right.

Go on, sit down there.
Let me see you do that again. Hmm?

Oowee! [chuckles]

[baby crying]

He's sick. He's been sick all his life.

Ain't no place to raise a child.

[crashing]

Gowan! Gowan?

[sighs]

Yes, sir, that was a drinking man.

You better come with me.

Come on.

Oh, my.

You stay in here,
but there ain't no lock on the door.

Oh, that's interesting.

- Listen. You listen to me, little girl.
- And you watch your mouth.

I know you. I know your kind.
I've known you all my life.

With that dress and the way you shake it,
and that perfume--

You think those are boys down there?

Oh, it's trash. I know trash.

They'll be up. Won't be able to do a thing
to stop them.

They'll be after you just like dogs.

Those aren't little college boys
downstairs, miss.

Drake. The name is Temple Drake,
and I can look after myself.

If that's the way you want it.
I warned you.

[sighs] How's someone sleep in a sty?

[sighs] Gowan Stevens,
I get my hands on you.

[sighs]

Get out of here.

I was just wondering, was there something
I could bring you, ma'am?

Some comfort, glass of water?

Get out of here.

I only want to please.

[Temple] I mean it.

Oh, now, miss.

If you would kindly leave.

[clattering]

You get your fat fool face out of here.

[snickering]

[laughs]

It's time.

They're ready to roll.

All right.

Well, Candy…

help yourself.

[exhales]

Now do you believe me?

Come on, you better leave.

You go down them stairs and start out
the same way Dog Boy brought you in,

and don't you stop for nothing.

Aren't they leaving now?

He and those other two are, but not Candy.

And if he takes it in his head
and put his hand on you--

- He's not going to.
- Listen, little girl.

You don't know nothing
about the Candy Man.

He'll have you crawling on all fours
and howling like a dog.

Now get out of here.

[engine starting]

[vehicle departing]

- [gasps]
- [Dog Boy] Shh.

It's me, Dog Boy.

Oh, help me, please.
You gotta help me get out of here.

Uh, they took in your friend.

- Gowan?
- Uh-huh.

They threw them on truck
and come away with them.

Y'all better come along with me.

Where are we going?

I'll hide you. I know real good place.

Come on.

Oh, you.

Get out of there!

There.

What about that man?

I'll tell Candy that you run off.

[door creaks]

[breathes shakily]

No.

No!

[whimpers]

Out you go, college boy.

See you around sometime, boy.

Where's Temple?

- Your girl?
- What are you done with her?

- Nothing in the world. [chuckles]
- Is she all right?

Well, sure she's all right.

She got to a phone last night
and called her father to come pick her up.

- Her father?
- [laughs manically]

Oh, boy, is her old man mad at you.

[all laugh]

Boy, I'd stay away from them for a while
if I was you.

You ought to have something hot
in your stomach.

A cup of coffee to start you off right.

- [footsteps approaching]
- Come on, child.

[Candy] Morning, ladies.

You want some eggs?

No. I'll wait till you get to town.

Here's your coffee.

Thanks.

She makes a good pot of Java. Try it.

Now, you don't want to be that way, kid.
Go on, drink it.

"Kid." [chuckles]

We can't be calling you that, can we?

What's your real name?

Pepper.

There's a name for you. Good name. Pepper.

Where you live, Pepper? New Orleans?

We'll go into New Orleans.
Be glad to give you a lift.

[Nancy] I'm taking my little baby
to the doctor.

Sure you are.

This ain't no place for a sick baby.

Sick baby? Sick junkie, you mean.

[scoffs] See how Nancy has got herself
a habit. A bad, bad habit.

She's tried living out here
away from temptation,

but it wasn't far enough.

[Nancy] Ain't no place far enough.

You coming?

[Nancy] She'll come.

I got to get to Miss Reba's.

We can't take her there

until she feels like making up her mind
what she's going to do.

Miss Reba will raise a ruckus.

Not with me, she wouldn't.

I've been like a son
to that sweet, old lady.

Cat got your tongue, honey?

She's tired.

Nancy!

You just unlax yourself.
Pretty little thing like you.

Nancy, take her out
to the front spare room.

You got to be vicious
to hold a man like Candy, you hear?

Now, let's have it. The whole thing.

[footsteps approaching]

Pepper.

How are you doing, Pepper?

Scared?

You've got the Candy Man here.

To protect you.

Honey, you're shivering.

I'm afraid.

[Candy] Sure you are.

Yes, I know.

I know.

[Temple] It's then that I changed.
That I felt something new.

I was learning what it was like at last
to be with a real man.

A man whose gentleness that night

became even more overwhelming
than his violence.

Next morning,
I woke to a different world--

of gin for breakfast, of flashy pants
and negligees the Candy bought me.

I was always alone or with Nancy

holding a private fashion show
before my mirror.

That dingy little room of Miss Reba's

became for me a sanctuary of sin
and pleasure.

Holy cow!

Only one thing hadn't changed about me--
my lying.

Miss Thorton? This is Temple.

Oh, I know you must be.

Well, see, I would've called sooner,
but my daddy had this real sudden attack.

Oh, no, no. No. Praise the Lord,
it's nothing really serious,

but what with all the excitement
and running up and down,

well, you know,
I just couldn't get to the phone,

Well, I certainly will.

And now, please,
you just don't worry about a thing.

Goodbye.

[chuckling]

Oh. Jazz, baby, you're low down.

- [music playing]
- [chattering, laughter]

[no audible dialogue]

Did she open the packages?

She's strutting like a peacock.

She likes them, huh?

[Nancy] She likes them.

Oh, Candy.

You like?

Turn around.

Mm-hmm. Not bad.

Not bad?

Add a cup of pounds here and there,
I think you'd do on a dark night.

Oh, you.

[Temple moans softly]

- You've been drinking.
- [chuckles]

Gin. I thought you didn't touch the stuff.

Mm, there have been some changes made.

[Candy] Mm-hmm.

Speaking of changes…

[gasps] Oh, hey.

Put it on.

- Oh, you gonna take me out?
- Yeah.

Where? Downstairs?

With those tramps. But, my baby…

you stay strictly away from them.

Get that very, very straight.

All right, Candy.

Uh, turn your back.

Candy, I said, turn your back.

[jazz music playing]

I bet you own this place.

- No.
- Nancy says you got a speakeasy.

I own a blind pig, not like this.

I see you having one like this.
Ten like this.

You've been hitting the gin pretty hard
for a beginner, baby.

Oh. Well, I learn fast.

- You sure do.
- [chuckles]

- [music stops]
- [applause]

- Oh, you, gin and ginger.
- Yes, ma'am.

- [music resumes]
- A double, yeah. [chuckling]

Oh, double.

[chuckling] Okay, I fell so…

When we're alone, that's one thing.
When we're out, you act like a lady.

- Sit down.
- Oh! Oh, my.

I've been acting like a lady all my life,
Candy, that's been no trouble.

Where's my drink?

Oh, but, you-- you showed me something.

You know, it's like this dress.

What's wrong with that dress?

Oh, it's very demure, very.

But underneath, it's got
red silk underwear, all transparent.

Secret. I like secret things, Candy.

- Wild, crazy things.
- You're acting like a tramp. Stop it.

- Hi, Candy.
- Hi, Mike.

- Okay to talk?
- Oh, talk, talk, talk. Everybody talks.

Yes, go ahead.

[Mike] Thursday night, eight cases of gin,
ten each, Scotch and bourbon.

You'll get it.

And, Candy, watch it, will you?
The Feds are on to you.

You know why I love you?

[gasps] Did I say that?

I meant it-- I mean it.

[Candy] You're drunk.

You're wild, Candy. You're wild.
That's why I love you.

Let's get out of here. Before you decide
you want to play the drums.

That's not why you want to go.

- All closed for the night.
- [Temple laughing]

♪ I have a man
His name is Candy ♪

♪ He loves me
And that's just dandy ♪

What rhymes! Oh!

♪ By selling brandy ♪

- Come on.
- [laughing]

- Come on.
- Whoo-hoo!

My big man knew everybody
in that speakeasy.

But of course, I reckon in time,
you'll know the governor himself! [laughs]

Said the spider to the fly.

Sleep warm, little…

Aren't you gonna help a lady up?

Candy?

Baby?

It's dark in here.

Candy?

Baby, it's me, Pepper.

Candy! It's Pepper.

[sobbing] Candy.

[continues sobbing]

I told you.

[sobbing]

- [music playing]
- I see a man.

I see two men.

What are they like?

[Nancy] Wait a minute.

I see a trip.

You're gonna go on a long trip.

What kind of a trip?

Honeymoon.

Black honeymoon.

Honeymoon just like a funeral.

[chuckles] With both of them?

♪ That's found in your eyes ♪

One's weak, and one's strong.

Which one am I gonna marry?

Marry one in the church,
the other in your heart.

That's bad.

[Nancy] You're gonna get the misery.

You're gonna get the blues.

And when you feel
it can't get any worse, it will.

[woman] Now, what kind of a fortune
is that to tell a girl?

[Candy] Pepper.

Get upstairs.

♪ Romance ♪

♪ Eager to heed its call ♪

♪ For life is a void
'Til you've enjoyed… ♪

[woman] He's mad.

Maybe he thinks
she's too good to associate with us.

He won't be that way for long.

[song fades out]

Don't you listen good?

I'm sorry, Candy.

You listen good when I tell you something.

I said I'm sorry.

I told you, keep away from them.

[mutters]

You think I'm kidding
when I tell you something?

Don't hit me, Candy.
Nobody ever hit me before.

- Learn.
- [groans]

Learn good.

Yes, Candy.

I'll learn anything you want me to.

I'll do anything for you.

Even if you want me to be like them,
I'd do it.

- You would?
- Oh, yes.

I'd do it for you, Candy.

[gasps]

Don't ever talk that way.

Don't ever let me hear you talk that way.

You're mine. You're my woman.

My real one.

The only.

Candy…

I adore you.

I really, truly do.

You're all quiet like this…

Like a little boy who's all tired
from playing games.

Listen, I think it's time
you knew something about me.

[whistles] Time?

Don't you want to know about me?

Tell me when I get back.

Oh, honey, don't go. Not tonight.

It's important. Very important.

Please, I'll worry.

Tell you what. Your car is all fixed.

I'll take it instead of mine.

That way, I'll be thinking about you.

Don't you even want to know my name?

Your name is Pepper.

It's Temple. Temple Drake.

See you later.

Pepper.

[sighs]

Nancy, how long ago Candy leave here?

About three-quarters an hour ago.

We can't stop him now.

They still there?

Yeah, they're there.

[tires screech]

[gunshot]

I thought this car would bring me luck.

Hey, Dog Boy.

Know how to drive?

No, I don't know how, Candy.

I never learned, Candy. I never learned.

We are definitely not open today.

[Temple] And that was how you found me,
tracing my car.

And that was how you found
Miss Reba's place.

The daring rescue,

swift justice
for the evil band of criminals,

justice for all, save one.

The return of the innocent,
the ravaged maiden,

home from the ranks of the damned.

Of course, it was a scandal,
but scandals can be hushed,

particularly when they involve
the daughter

of someone very, very important,

particularly when the injured party,

the innocent,
might lose her good reputation.

And hush it you did, Daddy.

The girl who stood there in your arms
and didn't cry,

said to herself,

"Well, here we are, and that's that."

While all the time she was…

screaming under her skin…

for her first,

last,

lost lover.

Temple, why?
Why didn't you tell me the truth?

Oh, what purpose would truth
have served at that time?

Would it have made us closer
if I'd walked in the door and said,

"Oh, Daddy, I'm returning home
from glorious captivity in a den of sin.

I loved every minute of it.

Tore my heart out and handed it
to a gentleman of questionable vocation,

and I'll never be satisfied again"?

No, I'll let you have your own way.
All of you, including Gowan.

Being the gentleman he was,
he felt responsible.

That was when he married you, wasn't it?

About a month later.

Well, he was surprised
at the facts, all right,

but not by me. I wasn't talking.

By you.

We'll honeymoon in Paris, Temple.

Do us both good to get away for a while.

You don't have to marry me, Gowan.

Again, I'll tell you,
it's not have to, but want to.

Why?

- Because you feel guilty?
- No.

Because you pity me?

Because I love you.

And as far as what's happened,
that's over, water under the bridge.

It is?

You don't even know what happened.

I know it was my fault.

If I hadn't have gotten drunk,

you wouldn't have fallen into
the hands of those people,

- been forced to--
- Gowan…

Anyway, uh…

Well, we'll make a new life together.

Gowan, I wasn't forced.

Uh, a new life together, and--
and I promise you,

I'll do everything in my power
to make it a good life.

Gowan, I said I wasn't forced.

Whatever happened
will be forgotten, erased.

Oh, it isn't that easy.

But if you want it that way…

we'll try.

He was like a child,

and what I felt for him wasn't love.

It wasn't the thing I felt for Candy.

And so they were aware, then,
so Temple Drake was buried.

And then the smart, young Gowan Stevens
went to Paris and had a fling.

And then back to Jefferson

and to the spanking new
little wedding present house.

And then Gowan's job with the state.

And then babies.

First Bucky,

and then the other one.

The gone one.

Oh, my poor lost one.

Five years, they just…

go like that when you're doing
all the right things,

right obstetrician and right pediatrician

and right church, right pew,
right address,

even the right social work,
the right kind of do-good.

Um, I'm rambling. I know it,

but I just want you
to get a clear picture, if you can,

of how Nancy came back
into the scene, into my life.

As your daughter, I was naturally expected
to be involved in social work.

So, about eight months ago,

I was taking a group of girls on a tour
of the state narcotics hospital.

Some of the patients
are with us for years.

When they are certified as cured,
they are discharged.

Two, three months,
they're addicted again and back with us.

You mean there's no permanent cure?

Oh, there's therapy,
social rehabilitation, et cetera.

But permanent cure…

This is our laundry.

These are patients.

I suppose you could say
we're teaching them a trade,

but after we've discharged them,
what are they going to do?

Many of them have past experience
as domestic servants.

But would you take a known dope addict
into your home?

The answer is obvious.

So what is to become of them?

Rejected, they will drift back
into their old ways,

their old companions,
their old escapes from reality.

[Temple] I took Nancy out of the hospital
next day as a nurse for the children.

I told Gowan we should give her the chance
for a new start in life,

and like the do-gooder he was, he agreed,

without knowing, of course,
exactly who she was.

I had my own reason for wanting her.

[baby fussing]

Oh, Bucky, don't do that.

I put some pot on the baby
to soothe his prickly heat.

[Temple] Oh, he's such a good boy.

He's mighty easy to take care of.

I'm not.

- No.
- My father says I'm very difficult.

[chuckles]

Well, you ain't gonna be
any trouble to me, Bucky.

Bucky, stop that.

Just like candy. [chuckles]

Bucky, it's awful hot in here.
Why don't you go out front and play?

- [groans]
- Go on.

Hmm. Candy. [laughs]

Told you I didn't want to talk about that.

- Talk about him.
- [sighs]

How about some lemonade?

Sure, Mrs. Stevens.

Oh, Nancy.

Well, you remember that.
You remember your name.

You messed up once before
and you're going to try to do it again.

All I want's a friend I can talk to.

Look at what you have.

A nice house, a husband,
two fine boys, power.

Yes, and you have friends.

- ["Romance" plays on radio]
- But don't you see, I can't talk to them.

Some things don't need to be talked about.

They're in the past.
They're dead, buried. They're gone.

♪ When hearts are forlorn
It brings them the dawn… ♪

Oh, I remember.

♪ Romance ♪

Cold, but it needs something.

♪ Is heaven for one and all ♪

♪ That's found in your eyes ♪

Dirty music and drinking in the afternoon,
hmm?

[giggles]

Remember when you sat around the table
that afternoon?

You were telling fortunes.

Now you just put that out of your mind.

Oh, and Candy came and caught me.
[giggles]

♪ Fall from the tongue
And they're sung to a glorious ending ♪

You think I'm fixing
to mess up my life again?

♪ Romance, romance ♪

Oh, I almost wish I could.

♪ Be eager to heed its call ♪

♪ For life is a void 'til you've enjoyed ♪

♪ Romance, sweet romance ♪

- Hey, sport.
- Hi.

Nothing to do?

Mom and Nancy are in the kitchen.
Won't play with me or anything.

Oh, that's tough.

All they do is talk.

[Temple] Remember those two dogs?
Mr. Binford and Miss Reba.

Snuffling and yapping all about.

I hated those damn dogs.

[laughing]

Oh! Gowan, I didn't expect you
back so soon.

Didn't you?

You better go get dressed,
or we'll be late.

Oh! Oh, my, I didn't know it was so late.

Nancy, Bucky's by himself out front.

Yes, Mr. Stevens.

Now, she's really wonderful
with those kids.

- [Gowan] Is that so?
- Mmm.

You know, she's had children of her own.

Really? Who were their fathers?

- I don't see what that has to do with her.
- I know who she really is.

Who?

Well, we'll skip the drug addiction
because I went along with that.

Agreed with your idea
that we'd give her a chance.

I could even tolerate a time in jail.
That could happen to anyone.

Even the implication
of a past history of prostitution.

Until I checked into it.

Arrested in a police raid
on a certain Miss Reba's place.

Well, now you know.

- You picked her.
- That's right.

She was in on the whole thing.

- What thing, Gowan?
- All of it.

Nancy was kind and understanding to me

at a time when I needed
kindness and understanding.

I'm sure. Now you get rid of her.

I mean this, Gowan.

If she goes, so do I.

- Hey, Temple, come here, let me hug you.
- Oh, later, honey.

[chattering]

- Here you are, sweetheart.
- Thanks.

- Nancy's gonna bring the hors d'oeuvres.
- Okay.

Temple, honey,
I just didn't believe it till I saw it.

Never believes anything
till she's seen it at least three times.

- The way a woman is.
- No, did you know?

Everybody's got a different problem
these days.

It was a stunning solution.

- Stunning is the word.
- She's wonderful with the children.

I think the reason she loves them so much
is she lost her own baby.

Oh, really?

Confidentially,
I think you're doing yourself

- some political good with this move.
- He's right, Gowan.

Word gets around, you know.
Fearless, democratic, progressive.

Well, actually, it was more Temple's idea.

Oh, now modesty is Gowan's middle name.

With all his other faults,
he's the fairest man I've ever met.

So they were right at the pearly gates,
and St. Peter came out and he said--

- How would you like an hors d'oeuvre?
- Oh, I don't mind if I do.

Now, no kidding. Is it true
that she worked in one of those places?

- I don't know.
- You got to be ashamed of yourself.

- That's what I heard.
- Would you like a drink?

- Would it matter if she did?
- Of course not, honey.

That wouldn't matter to me.
Some of our finest citizens

would hate to face up
under a microscope on that score.

- You ought to know.
- Oh!

Man, talk about women gossiping.

As a matter of fact,
for some technical advice…

Hey, Randy, come on in here, boy.

- Used to be sort of a hobby for old Randy.
- What do you want, buddy?

Listen, that maid in there.
You ever seen her before?

- Nope.
- Now, think real hard.

When you were doing research
back in your college days.

The dives in Memphis, Atlanta,
New Orleans.

- Change the subject, will you?
- You ever see her before?

- Man, I've seen a million.
- Anybody like a drink?

In a strictly scientific sort of way,
of course.

I said, let's change the conversation.
I meant it. Now, let's do it!

All right, man.

No offense. Are we offending you, Temple?

No.

[Temple] You're not just a bad humored,
you're no humored.

[Gowan] What am I supposed to do?

Fall down laughing
while my wife talks shop?

Oh, Gowan, don't you think
you're being just a bit of a prude?

Maybe I am.

But Deborah used to hear you
sniggering with those idiots

over filth and illicit sex.

[Temple] Oh, there's a good solution.

Only one I got.

No, it isn't.

You let this thing fester
in that black mind of yours

until it's a wall between us.

Somebody tells an off-color story
and you close up like a fist.

You're spilling my drink.

I'll spill every drink you ever pour
if it'll make you drop this charade

you insist we play month in, month out.

What's done is done.

[glass shatters]

Nancy, you can go home.
I'll see you in the morning.

Yes, Miss Stevens.

- You say what's done is done.
- Shall we drop it?

Nothing is done. Life isn't that simple.

- I don't want to talk--
- Talk about it?

Well, I say let's talk about it.

Talk about it and talk about it
until it's all out in the open,

until it bores us,
until we couldn't care less.

Gowan, we can't go on like this.
I'd 100 times sooner you divorce me.

There'll be no divorce.

Then let me go. Let me live alone.

I'm not gonna divorce you,

and I'm not gonna leave you
or have you leave me,

because it was my fault, and I know it,
and none of it was your fault.

But it was.
That's what I keep trying to tell--

[Gowan] Shut up!

I don't want to hear anything
about that, about it, about him.

Why? Because you forgive me?

I've told you 100 times,
there's nothing to forgive.

If anything, it's for you to forgive me.

Now, if you'd just kindly leave me alone,
I'd like to get some sleep.

Gowan, please talk with me,
because don't you see,

it's all past and dead,
or it would be dead, if only you'd--

Temple, I'm not fooling about this.

Now you shut up and act like
the lady you're supposed to be

and go on up to bed.

But if you'd listen, maybe you'd say,
"That's it, it's over, I forgive you."

I don't want to forgive you.

If you'd just get your foot
out of this door,

I'd like a little privacy.

It's a snarl, isn't it?

You can't stand me as I am,
and I can't be what I'm not.

[sighs]

[phone ringing]

Hello.

What's wrong, Nancy?

Well, you get back to your place,
and I'll be right over.

Yes.

Nancy?

Nancy?

Are you in there, Nancy?

Hello?

Hello, Pepper.

[gasps]

Sorry, Mrs. Stevens.
He forced me to call you.

Out.

I found you.

Candy…

- But you--
- It was Dog Boy.

- But I--
- Shut up, Pepper.

Candy.

Everything's different now.
I'm married and I have children.

I've been running, I've been dodging,
and I'm back.

And nothing's changed.

Nothing.

No.

[Candy] Pepper.

- Pepper.
- Candy. Candy.

Oh, I can't help it. I can't. I can't.

Mmm.

I couldn't help it.
I couldn't help myself.

Is this necessary?

Governor, I told her to tell the truth,
the whole truth, no holding back.

I'm sorry, Temple.

You know something else, Daddy?

During the trial, I kept saying to myself,

"Supposing you do get up there
and have to tell the truth,

what'll it do to your father's career?"

Oh, I was always very good
at justifying things.

You left this man and went home.

In the morning.

Mr. Stevens' taken Bucky
and left the baby.

Told Bucky he was going to Grandma's
on a fishing trip.

Oh, so he knows.

Man's wife stays out all night,
he's bound to go hunting for her.

Why, he must have known
you were over my house last night.

Maybe he came over there
and heard your voices.

I told you he was gonna mess things up.

- You told me.
- I told you.

I don't want you here today.

I won't be needing you.

- I couldn't help myself.
- You help yourself now.

For five years,
he's been running and hiding.

For five years, I thought he was dead,

and all that time,
he's been wanting me and needing me.

Little girl, little girl,

don't you know your Candy Man?

Don't you know why he's come back here?

I used to think
those others were dumb and easy,

but you are the easiest touch
that man has ever put his hand on.

I've told you to go home.

He gonna live off of you here
or someplace else?

Ready?

Yeah, I guess so.

Candy, I don't know.

It's all right, Temple.

I told you,
everything's going to be all right.

Candy, kiss me.

Hold me.

Beg me.

Please.

Let's get rolling.

- This everything?
- Yeah, as soon as I pack.

My jewelry case, too.

I should leave some sort of note
for Gowan.

Leave it on.

Oh, but it's Gowan's.
Belonged to his grandmother.

When I buy a new one, we send it back.

This Gowan's too?

Yes.

Baby, I got to teach you about life,
outside world.

You fixing to take him or leave him here?

I thought I gave you the day off.

You gonna take him or leave him?

- Leave him? A little baby?
- Of course.

You can't, not with nobody.

You can no more
leave a little baby with nobody

while you're running away
from your husband with another man

than you can take that baby
on the trip with you.

- Nancy--
- That's what I'm talking about.

- Well, I am taking him.
- Maybe taking him will be just as easy,

at least till the first time you write
your pa or Mr. Gowan for money.

- Nancy, hush. Don't talk that way.
- He'll have you writing for money.

Your Candy Man.

And when they don't send it
just as quick as he thinks they ought to,

he gonna throw you and the baby both out.

Then you can throw it in a garbage can
or put it in an orphanage.

It won't be no more trouble to you
or anybody else, because by that time,

you would've
gotten rid of the both of them.

Wake up, junkie. You're a talking Jack.

Hit me again, Candy Man. I don't care.

Just as long as it saves
that little baby in there.

You knew I'd have to take it, didn't you?

You knew all you'd have to do
was put it there,

leave it there so I could see
those little white packages.

Farewell from an old friend.

You want me to read
that child's cards for the future?

When you were sitting around the table
talking to those girls,

- did you ask them about their children?
- Children?

They had them at one time or another,
just like I did.

I don't care. I don't care!
I'm not them, not you, not scum.

Oh, Nancy, I'm sorry.

You've always been so good to us,

trying to keep together a marriage
that never should have been.

I don't know that yet.

I'll ask you one more time.
Are you going to do it?

- I'm going to do it now.
- Money or no money?

- Money or no money.
- Children or no children?

If you can do it, you can say it.

Children and no children.
Now, will you please get out of here?

I've tried everything I know.

You can see that.

Nancy.

I've hushed.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna ready him for his journey.

- Oh, Candy?
- Yeah?

I'm afraid.

You don't listen good.

You've got the Candy Man here
to protect you.

Remember?

Yeah, I remember.

Let's go.

Okay.

[Temple] Oh! [screams] No!

The rest you know.

The doctor came, and the police.

Candy vanished.

[sighs] They stuck her in jail
and put her on trial…

convicted her and sentenced her to hang
today by the neck until she's dead…

and all the time she never said a word…

except, "Thank you, Lord."

What do you want me to do?

Grant her pardon.

[Governor] The woman committed the crime
and confessed it openly

without excuse her defense.

But the guilt was mine.

It was mine when I-- when I could've
run away from Miss Reba's and I didn't,

mine when I went to Gowan
without truth between us,

mine when I didn't turn Candy away,

and mine when I brought Nancy
back into it.

[Governor] But it was hers
when she killed my grandson.

What you ask is beyond my power.

Ira knows that.

Then why have you brought me here,

dragging me through the mire
I spent six years trying to conceal?

For just that--

to wipe the slate clean
of six years of lies and deception,

and start afresh.

[Governor] Nancy chose
to sacrifice herself

to save your marriage,

to keep it intact,

that your son might live
the way children are meant to live.

Accept it.

Let me go see her.

[Governor] Yes.

Goodbye, Daddy.

Oh, I gotta hand it to you, cousin.
I surely do.

- It was whiskey, wasn't it?
- Hmm.

Well, a toast.

A toast to meddlesome old woman lawyers

and do-gooders whose good deeds fail.

I'll ignore the meddlesome part
and the do-gooders part,

but I want you to know
it wasn't all failure tonight.

[Gowan] No?

You mean Nancy lives? Justice is not done?

[sighs] I've been a lawyer too long
to ever be sure about justice,

but out of what happened tonight
could come a new beginning for you.

It's too late for beginnings.

Not if you're the man I think you are.

Not if you've got the moral courage
to accept the truth as she has.

How long have you been married?

- [Gowan] Six years.
- And you don't know her.

- [Gowan] I'll never know her.
- Not unless you free her.

Free her, by standing with her
to face the past,

face your own weakness,
face your own invasion.

Sure.

As the good book says…

"And the truth shall set you free."

I've never been fortunate enough
to find the right woman for me…

but just imagine the luxury
of having one person on this earth

with whom you could
always speak the truth.

That would be my concept
of a true marriage.

Good night. Gowan.

And the truth shall set you free.

[guard] Can't have long now, Mrs. Stevens.

I opened that window
so that she could have a little air.

You been to see your father?

I told him everything.

Little girl, don't you know I gave up
this life back there in that courtroom?

It was before that, even.

In your house that day
when I lifted my hand to that child.

[Temple] Hush. I can't

But you had to suffer
through the telling of it.

But you were suffering for something.

I don't know why it is.

Maybe it's because
we're too stubborn to learn any other way.

But that's the way we get salvation.

Salvation.

I guess that's what
we're all looking for, isn't it?

Something to… make us feel safe,

place to hide.

Oh, but we each look for it
in such strange places.

You still want that Candy Man?

No. No.

Of course you don't.

That's because you're stronger now.

Salvation means more than just hiding.

It's a facing up to your life--

your life with your husband and your son,
with your children to come.

Why can't we just
pay for our own mistakes?

Why must you and-- and my little baby
and Gowan

suffer for something I did
such a long time ago?

Ain't nothing we do
that don't affect everybody around us.

You've just got to believe.

Believe that all this means something.

Believe that there is forgiveness,

just like I believe
that I've been forgiven.

Will you ever forgive me?

Do you have to ask that?

In a little while, I'll be in a place

where this earth will seem like
no more than a dream that didn't matter.

A little baby will be waiting for me, too.

And mine, Nancy, mine.

[Nancy] That one, too.

And having that child remembers
nothing of my hands but gentleness,

because I love that baby.

Even when I raised my hand against it.

[guard] Time's up.

[cell door unlocking]

Goodbye, Nancy.

Nancy, I'm scared.

Believe.

Just believe.

[guard] Come along now, Mrs. Stevens.

[whispers] Believe.

Believe the belief.

Believe.

[door closes]