All language subtitles for The.Fugitive.Kind.1960.BluRay.1080p.DTS.x264.eng

(Judge)
Tell the clerk your name.

Xavier.

With an "X" or an "S"?

[clearing throat]

I told you before,
but you just don't
remember me.

(Judge)
I remember you though,

you're also known as Snakeskin.

Now, Xavier, will you give, uh,

an account to this court
of the precise offense

that led up to your arrest, huh?

Well,

my, uh,

my guitar was in hock,

down at the South
Rampart street pawnshop.

It was on display in the, uh,

in the loan shark's window.

And, uh,

you know,
it's my life's companion.

And-- (Judge) Are you drunk?

No, just...

[sighing]
I'm tired.

You want to rest for 6 weeks
in the house of detention?

No, sir,
I don't want to do that.

My, uh, guitar was in hock,

and--and it was
the first time in my life.

And,

uh, you know,
it gave me
a real bad feeling.

And

I--I can't explain it to you,
but everybody has something

that's very important to them.

With me, it's my guitar.

And, uh, you know it was a--

A--a gift from a very, uh,
very great man, Leadbelly.

I ain't asking no questions
about your guitar.

What happened the night
before the party was raided?

Well, I had to find
some way to, you know,
get my guitar out of hock.

So, uh,

I ran into Charlie 5.

Charlie who?

Uh, his, well, his name is, uh,

[snaps]

Cinque, Charlie cinque,
but they call him Charlie 5

because "cinq"
means 5 in French,

and you can hit on him for $5
if you really need it.

And, uh,

so, he came up to me
and approached me in
the Starlight Lounge.

It was, uh,

about 6:00 that day

in the p.m.

And, uh,

he came up and approached me
and, uh, offered me the job.

What job?

Oh, I thought you already
knew about the job.

You know, the court
could hear you better

if you'd hold your head up
when you talk.

I am.

What did he ask you to do?

He--he asked me to, uh,

well, he wanted me
to entertain at this

party and I told him
my--my guitar is in hock.

He says, "It doesn't matter,
you don't need your guitar."

And, uh,

he says, "All you got
to do is just, you know,
be part of this,

you know, party."

Hmm, he offered to pay you
for taking part in this party,

which was raided the night
on the premises of
Bourbon street

over at the Club Rendezvous,
huh?

Is that it?

Yeah.

And you started
this disturbance
at this party, huh?

Yes, sir, I did.

I just, uh, I was fed up.
I got disgusted.

I was sick and, uh,

I felt like my whole life
was, uh, something sick
on my stomach

and I just had to throw it up.

So, I threw it up,

and, uh,

I started to bust up the joint.

You smashed up the place?

Yeah.

Well, Snakeskin,
if I let you go,

how soon can I expect you
back here again?

Oh, I'm never coming here again.

I'll never be down here again,
your Honor.

Uh,

it's about time for the, uh,

the pawnshop to open there
on South Rampart street,
and I'm going down there

and get my guitar out of hock
and I'm going to split
out of this city

and--and, uh, go for good.

And all that, you know,
bunch, all the people

that know me or
thought they'd known me,

they're never gonna
see me again.

And, uh,

well, and I'm--I'm
all through with
those parties, too.

And that's the truth.

That's the truth.

[birds chirping]

[thunder clapping]

[thunder clapping]

[dogs barking]

[knocking]

(Vee)
Eddie!

Ed!

Oh.

I--I thought you were
that boy that broke out
of the lockup.

No, ma'am.

My car quit on me down the road

and this is the only
lighted window I seen and...

Well,
my husband's Sheriff Talbot.

He's out with the posse
trackin' down that poor boy.

Yes, ma'am.

Your car quit on you?

That's right, ma'am.

Come in.

Well, I...

I don't know
who to call at this hour.

Well, I, uh,

I'm just lookin'
for a little dry place
to sleep, ma'am.

I don't need a bed or nothin',

just a little--little dry place.

If-if it wouldn't
make you too nervous,

you could sleep in the lockup.

[dogs barking]

Um, I don't want to put you
to any trouble, ma'am.

Oh, no.
No, it's no trouble.

Did somebody break out
of here tonight?

Yes. Eddie.

I'm rarely disappointed
when I put trust in people,

but I was this time.

Tonight,
when I brought him his supper,

instead of puttin' it
through the slot in the door,

I unlocked the door
of the lockup and
he just-- He just--

He just shoved past me
and he ran out.

And he--

He said, "Excuse me."

[dogs continue barking]

I think they got him.

[gunshots]

Stop now.

It's all over, ma'am.

Um, I--I--

I think I'd like
a cup of coffee.

Would you care for a cup?

Yes, ma'am.

I've been paintin' all night.

[sighing]

There's nothin' more exhausting

than that kind of work
on the face of the earth.

It just leaves you
burned out inside.

Still, but when you're
finished with a picture,

you--you feel

elevated.

Is this the picture?
Yes.

Yes, that's the Church
of the Resurrection.

The church supposed to be blue?

No, that-that's how I felt it.

I...

You see, I paint a thing
how I--I feel it.

Thank you, ma'am.

You know, uh,

you know what I mean, Mr...

Yes, ma'am.
Xavier is my name.

Valentine Xavier.

Oh.

Are--are you a--a musician,
Mr. Xavier?

Well, I used to be
a sort of entertainer

in nightspots in New Orleans.

Oh.

Oh.

Well, if you're lookin'
for that kind of work,

you won't find
that kind of work
around here.

No, ma'am,
I quit it. I'm...

Today's my 30th birthday,
and I...

Thank you.
Here.

That's nice.

I'm not young anymore.

Oh, you're young at 30.

Well, you're not young at 30
if you've been on a party
since you were 15.

You mean that, uh,

that you want to turn over
a new leaf in your life?

That'd suit me perfectly.

Well,

if you're sincere,
and you're really through
with night places,

I think I could
help you to find a job.

Well, what kind of work
would that be?
It'd be clerkin'.

That's at the
Torrance mercantile store.

Jabe Torrance is coming home
from the hospital
in Memphis tomorrow.

But they say he won't be
well enough to handle

the work by himself.

Would that kind
of work suit you?

Well, I'd be happy to try it,
ma'am.

Oh.

Well, I'll speak to Lady,

that's Mrs. Torrance,
when she brings
Jabe home tomorrow.

Well, if you're sleepy,
maybe you could go on down
and bed down there.

Well, I sure appreciate it.

Well, that's all right.

(Pee Wee)
Mmm, man, all I want is
somethin' hot to drink.

A cup of coffee or
a shot of whiskey.
Huh, Jordan?

Ooh, I'm soaked clear through.

Look at that gun.
It's going to take me
2 weeks to get that clean.

[Pee Wee chattering]

Why'd you leave
the cell door open, Vee?

Howdy, Mrs. Talbot.
Howdy.

I put my trust in Eddie.

Yeah, you put your
trust in him, all right.

Give me some of that.

Who's the boy
you got sleepin'
down there now?

Mr. Xavier.

His car broke down.
He's a musician.

Yeah, I'm sick of you
makin' a fool
of yourself over every

stray tramp that wanders
into this county.

A musician.

What you gonna put
on the coroner's report,
sheriff?

Killed, attempting escape.

That boy said, "Excuse me,"
when he broke out.

That makes it fine, now,
don't it?

They'll give him
a crown in heaven.

[chuckles]

(Sheriff)
What time is it?

(Deputy)
About 1:45 a.m.

What's that boy's name again?

Xavier. Valentine Xavier.

Not that boy, you fool.
The boy who broke out.

Pull it tight, now.
Real tight.

I want it tight, now.

[horn honking]

[dog barking]

Cannonball's comin'
into the depot.

Pee Wee!
Dog!

Pee Wee,
get on down to that depot.
Cannonball's comin' in!

(Beulah)
Hurry up, you two.

Pee Wee, get a move on.
You can move faster than that,
I've seen you.

Come on, Dolly.
We got to fix the buffet.

(Dog)
Hi, Mrs. Talbot.
Where's the sheriff?

(Vee)
Oh, he's gone down
to the depot to meet Jabe.

That's where we're goin' now.

[horn honking]
(woman)
Hey, Snakeskin!

[horn honking]

Snakeskin!

[tires screeching]

[birds chirping]

Thank you, Uncle Pleasant.

Beulah, I'm sorry.
I never can remember
your last name.

My name's Binnings,
Beulah Binnings.

[screaming]

Get him out of here!
Get him out of here!

He's gonna mark my baby.

Oh, shoot, Dolly.

It's just that crazy conjure man

that sells trinkets
on the turnpike.

(Carol)
What have you got here, Uncle?

It's a bone of some kind.

Well, it's just a bone.

No.

It's just a bone.
Please get him out of here!

It's a bone!

Now, I'm gettin' mad!

[hissing]

Uncle Pleasant,
you take this bone

and you leave it
on a bare rock
in the rain and the sun

till every sign of corruption
is burned and washed away.

And then it will
be a good charm.

[sighing]

You know,
they say that if you, uh,

break the heel
of your slipper
in the mornin'

that means you'll meet
the love of your life
before dark.

Of course, it was almost dark
when I broke the heel
of my slipper.

I suppose that means I'll meet
the love of my life
before daybreak?

Somebody don't seem to realize
this store is closed.

(Dolly)
Oh, she's a Cutrere

and thinks she can
do as she pleases.

Why are you pretending
not to remember me?

Well, it's hard to remember
somebody you never met.

Are you afraid I'll snitch?

Snitch?
Hmm?

About what?

Can I see your wristwatch?

Well, that's all right.
I saw it already.

It is my cousin Bertie's
Rolex Chronometer.

Of course,
it doesn't matter.
I won't tell anybody.

But I can prove
that I know you,
if I have to.

It was, uh,

last new year's eve
in New Orleans,

and you were providing
the entertainment.

Mmm-hmm.

In the Club Rendezvous,
or was it the Music Bar?

Miss Carol, Mr. Xavier wants
to turn over a new leaf--

As a matter of fact,
you told my cousin
Bertie and me about, uh,

this lady osteopath
that you met somewhere
in your travels.

And you said,
anytime you were broke--

*[music playing on radio]

You said,
anytime you were broke,

you could wire this
lady osteopath collect.

And no matter how far--

[volume increases]

Hmm?
How far away,
how far away you were,

*[music continues playing]

Or how long it had been
since you had seen her,

she would send you
a money order for $25

with the same sweet message,

"I love you.
When will you come back?"

[music stops]

Why are you so anxious
to prove that I know you?

'Cause I'd like to know
you better and better.

[laughing]
Oh, I think they're coming!

If Lady catches
you two old maids

snooping around upstairs,
she'll let you have it.

Oh, they--they got
separate bedrooms,
not even connected.

[horn honking]

Take it easy, Jabe.
I'll help you.

Here, lean on my arm.

Good morning, Jabe.
Take it easy.

Watch your step.

Attaboy.

I'll just go open the door.

Does he look good, Dog?

Here, watch your step now, Jabe.

Attaboy.

Dolly! Beulah!
We're home. Jabe's here.

(Beulah)
Oh, he's back!

[all chattering]

Oh, you look marvelous, Jabe.

[all chattering]

Oh, stop it, Eva.

(Eva)
It's so wonderful to see him!

Look at that color on his face.

(Beulah)
I don't think he's been sick.

I think he's been
to Miami and got
himself a Florida suntan.

You see, Jabe,
we've got a reception
committee here to meet us.

[chuckles]

They've prepared
a buffet supper.

I see there've been
some changes made here, huh?

Yes.

How come the shoe department
is back there now?

Well, Jabe,
we--we always had a problem

with lights in the store.

So you put the shoe department
further away from the window.

That's sensible.

That's a very
intelligent solution
to the problem, Lady.

Yeah, tomorrow, I'll, uh,

I'll get me some men and help
move the shoe department
back front.

Ok. It's your store.

Glad you reminded me of it.

(Beulah)
That man'll never come down
those stairs again.

(Dolly)
Never in this world, honey.

He has the death sweat on him.

Hmm, yellow as butter.

Sister, sister!

Lady?

No, thank you.

I don't suppose you feel
like talkin' about it?

But Dog and me are so worried.

Pee Wee and me was
worried sick about it.

About what?

About Jabe's operation
in Memphis.

[sighing]

Ha.

Was it successful?

Was it too late for
surgical interference?

We hope and pray
it ain't hopeless.

[banging]

I'm sorry.

I've got to go up.
Jabe's knocking for me.

I'll speak to Lady upstairs.
Lady. Lady!

Speakin' of knocks,

I've a knock in my engine.

It goes knock, knock
and I say, "Who's there?"

I don't know whether
I'm in communication
with some dead ancestor

or my motor's about to drop out

and leave me stranded
on the Dixie highway.

Do you have any knowledge
of mechanics?

Well, I'm sure you do.

Would you like to be sweet
and take a ride with me
so you can hear that knock?

Look, I'm, uh, waiting
for a job in this store. So...

Well, I'm offering you a job.

Yeah,
but I want a job that pays.

Well, I expect to pay you.

Maybe sometime tomorrow.

I can't stay overnight
in this county.

I'm ordered to stay out
by the sheriff

and paid to stay out
by my brother.

What are they
sayin' about me?
That I'm degraded?

Is that what you're
sayin' about me?

That I'm corrupt?
Degraded? Hmm?

I'll be waitin'
outside in my car

if you decide
to change your mind.

There is something
definitely not normal
about that girl.

[door banging shut]

She'd better stay out
of this county.

Absolutely degraded.

Absolutely.
Now, since you're
a stranger here,

I think we ought to tell you
a little bit more about her.

We don't want you
to think that--

Hey, Snakeskin, give me a hand.

Miss Cutrere,
you ain't allowed
to drive in this county.

(Valentine)
I'll drive you.

Move over.

Just get your legs
on the other side
of the gearshift.

Both of them.

[chuckles]

[engine starting]

*[music playing on jukebox]

(Carol)
Well, here we are.

I've got to call Cousin Bertie

and tell him I'm irresistibly
detained on the Dixie highway.

You get us a booth
and setup, Snakeskin.

(Carol)
Tulane-0374.

How about some spareribs?

Hey, Bertie.

Hi, Doll. What happened?

Did you trip over somethin'
when you picked up the phone?

I thought I heard a crash.

[laughing]

Oh, Bertie, guess what?
I got my allowance back.

Yeah.
On condition I stay forever
away from Two River county.

[Carol laughing]

(Carol)
What?

You with that gal, buster?
The one on the phone, huh?

Yeah.
We come in here together.

Well, she's been
eighty-sixed out of here.

Get her out.

But you come back
alone sometime. You hear?

Oh, Bertie, guess who's with me.

No. You'll never guess.
Well, you remember
last New Year's eve?

(Ruby)
Mr. Cutrere. Mr. Cutrere.

No, not that one.
The good looking boy.
Your sister's here.

You remember the one
in the snakeskin jacket
with the guitar.

Your sister's here.
Well, he's with--
What are you doin'?

They want us out of here.

What? Who?

You!

You take your hands
off my sister.

I'm trying to get her
out of here, Mr. Cutrere.

I'm going. I'm going.

There are plenty of other
juke joints on the highway.

Mr. Xavier,
would you like to go jukin'?

Come on.
Let's you and me go juke.

(man)
What you mean, go jukin'?

Jukin'?

Aw.

Well, that's when
you get into a car,

which is preferably open
in any kind of weather,

and then you, uh,
drink a little bit,

[chuckles]

And you drive a little bit,

and then you stop
and you dance a little bit
with a juke box.

And then you drink
a little bit more,

and you drive a little bit more,

and you stop
and you dance a little more
to another juke box.

And then you stop dancin'
and you just drink
and you drive.

[all laughing]

And then,

you stop drivin'

and you just drink.

And finally, you stop drinkin'!

[glass breaking]

(man)
Well, what you do then?

Well...

Well, that depends on
who you're jukin' with.

What's the matter,
can't you see he's drunk?

He can take care of himself.

He can't take care
of anything. Come on.

This country used to be wild,
but now it's just drunk.

Why do you-- Why do you
make such a crazy show
of yourself?

'Cause I'm an exhibitionist.

I want people to know I'm alive.

Don't you want people
to know you're alive?

I just want to live.
I don't care whether they
know I'm alive or not.

Well, I want to be noticed,
and seen, and heard, and felt.

I used to be what they call

a church-bitten reformer.

You know what that means?

Uh-uh.

Well, that's a kind
of benign exhibitionist.

I used to make stump speeches.

Oh, and I wrote letters
of protest against

the gradual massacre
of the colored majority
in the county.

[Carol giggling]

And you know,
when that Willie McCoy
thing came along,

poor man got sent
to the chair, you know,

for havin' improper relations
with a white slut.

Oh, I made a fuss about that.

I put on a potato sack

and I set out on foot
for the Capitol.

And you know how far I got?

6 miles out of town.

I was hooted and jeered at
and even spit on
every step of the way.

[chuckles]

Then I got arrested.

And you know what for?

Lewd vagrancy.

Oh, me!
That was a long time ago.

And I'm not a reformer anymore.

I'm just a lewd vagrant.

And I'm gonna show 'em.

And show 'em all
just how lewd,
a lewd vagrant can be

when she puts her
whole heart into it,
the way I do mine.

Hey, turn off here.

You live around here?

(Carol)
Nobody lives around here.

This is the local bone orchard.

You hear
the dead people talking?

Dead people don't talk.

Sure they do.

They chatter away like birds
here on Wisteria Hill.

But all they can say
is one word,

and that word is "live."

Live, live, live, live, live.

That's all they know.

That's the only advice
they can give.

It's simple.

It's a very simple instruction.

Please. Let me, let me.

Who are you trying to fool,
besides yourself?

What is this?

A human wrist with a bone?

Feels like a twig.

I could snap it with 2 fingers.

Little girl, a man
holdin' himself against you

would break you like
a bundle of sticks.

Let's go.

[car door shuts]

What are we doin' here?

I'm gonna see about that job.

You won't drive on
with me to New Orleans?

That's where I come from.
It's not where I'm goin'.

Hello?

Hello. Get me the drugstore,
will you?

[sighing]

I know the drugstore's closed.

This is Mrs. Torrance.
My store's closed, too,

but I got a sick man here
just back from the hospital.

And...

Oh, please, wa-- Wake up
Mr. Dubinsky, huh?

Keep ringing till he answers.

Keep ringing till he answers,
yes.

I wish I was dead.

Dead.

No, you don't, ma'am.

Who are you?
What are you doing here?

Didn't, uh, Mrs. Talbot
talk to you about me?

What?

Mrs. Talbot brought me here
when you got back
from Memphis.

You've been here all this time?

No. I went out
and came back.

What for?

Well, you know that,
uh, girl that was here?
Hmm.

Carol Cutrere. I know her.

Well, she, uh,

she told me that she--she had
somethin' wrong with her car

and could I fix it.

Did you fix it?

Well, that wasn't her trouble.

No? What was her trouble?

Oh, she made a mistake about me.

What kind of mistake?

Well,
she thought I had
a sign hung on me.

"Male at stud."

She...

Hello?

Hello?

Oh, hello, Mr. Dubinsky.
Yes, this is Mrs. Torrance.

[sighing]

I'm sorry to wake you up,
but I just brought
my husband back

from--from the Memphis hospital.

I left my box of
luminal tablets in...

Well, I got to have some.

I haven't slept for 3 nights.

But...
Then bring them yourself!

Yes, because I'm going
to pieces right this minute!

Ok. Thank you.

I'm shivering.

It's cold as an ice plant
at night in this store.

What--what do you want?
I got to go up now.

Here, ma'am.

Why don't you just
put this on you, ma'am.

Hmm? How's that?

What is that? Snakeskin?

Mmm-hmm.
That's what it is. Snakeskin.

What are you doing
with a snakeskin jacket?

Mmm, it used to be
a trademark. I was a...

I used to be an entertainer
in New Orleans.

It feels warm, all right.

Probably warmth from my body.

You must be a warm-blooded boy.

What are you looking for
around here?

Well, some work.

Mrs. Talbot said that you
might have some work for me.

Mmm.

Boys like you don't work.

What do you mean,
"Boys like me"?

Ones that play the guitar

and go around talking
about how warm they are.

That happened to be the truth.

You know,

my temperature's always
a couple of degrees
above normal.

The same as a dog's.

Hmm.

You don't believe me?

I have no reason
to doubt you. Believe me.

Well, uh,

I couldn't hire no stranger

with a snakeskin jacket
and a guitar.

And a temperature
as high as a dog's.

Keep it on, ma'am.

No, thank you.
I got to go up now.
You better go.

I got no place to go.

Well, everyone's got a problem.

That's yours.

Ma'am, I do all kinds
of electrical repairs.

I--I do odd jobs and
I--I need the work real bad.

What's the matter
with your guitar?

[sighing]
Are you tired of it? Hmm?

No, ma'am.

That's my life's companion,

but I had to hock it once
and I don't want to do
that anymore.

I need a steady job.

What's all that writing on it?

Huh?

Well, that's, uh,

all that's--

All that's autographs
of famous jazz musicians.

See this name here?

Leadbelly.

That was the-- That was the
greatest man that ever lived
on 12-string guitar.

He played that thing so good,
he--he broke the stone heart

of a Texas governor
and won himself
a pardon out of jail.

His name's written in the stars.

This one here.

Jefferson.
Blind Lemon Jefferson.

Is his name written
in the stars, too?

Yeah.

His name's written in the stars.

You're a peculiar
somebody, all right.

[chuckling]

You got any
character reference, hmm?

Uh, yes, ma'am, I do.

I got this letter here.

Let's see.

Right here.

"This boy worked
for me 3 months in
my auto repair shop.

"And he's a real
hard worker and he's honest.

"But he's a...

"He's a peculiar talker

"and that is the reason
I got to let him go.

"But would like-- Would like to

"put him, uh,

would like to keep him.
Yours truly."

Is that-- Is that what it says?

Yeah. Some reference.

[chuckling]

I guess it ain't.

However, what people say
about you don't mean much.

[knock on door]

Oh, that's the sandman
with my sleeping tablets.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Waking up people
in the middle of the night--

No. I'm very sorry
to wake you up.

I'd like to get some sleep, too.

Yes, I know.
You're right.

But, uh,
that's a little difficult.

You know, I told you that
I haven't slept for 3 nights.

What a miserable man.

You ever have trouble sleeping?

No.

I can sleep or not sleep
for as long or as short
as I want to.

I can sleep on a concrete floor.

Go without sleepin'
for 48 hours without
even feelin' sleepy.

And I can hold my breath
for 3 minutes,
not even blackin' out.

I made a bet once
for $10 that I could
do it and I did it.

I see.

I see what that auto repairman

was talking about when he said,

"This boy is
a peculiar talker."

Well, what else can you do?
Tell me some more
about your self-control.

Hmm?

Well, they say that a woman
can burn a man down, you know?

Mmm.

But I can burn a woman down.

I'm sayin' that I could.
I'm not sayin' I would.

What's the matter?
Have they tired you out?

Uh-uh.

I'm not tired.

I'm just fed up.

You're right.

You know, Lady,
there's people bought

and sold in this world
like carcasses of hogs

in butcher shops.

You might think that
there's--there's many--

There's many kinds
of people in this world.

But there's only 2 kinds.

The buyers and the ones
that get bought.

No.

There's another kind.

What kind?

It's a kind that don't
belong no place at all.

There's a kind of bird

that don't have any legs
so it can't land on nothin'.

So it has to spend
its whole life on
its wings in the air.

I seen one, once.

It died and fell to earth.

And

its body was light blue colored.

And it was just as tiny
as your little finger.

And it was so light
in the palm of your hand

that it didn't weigh
more than a feather.

And its wings
spread out that wide,

and you could see
right through them.

That's why the hawks
don't catch 'em

because they don't see 'em.

They don't see 'em way up
in that high blue sky
near the sun.

What about in gray weather?

Well, they fly so high.
In gray weather, the hawks,
they'd get dizzy.

See, these little birds
don't have no legs at all

so they have to live
their whole lives on the wing.

And they sleep on the wind.

That's what they do, they just--

They just spread
their wings out and
go to sleep on the wind.

And they only land
on this earth but one time,

it's when they die.

I want to show you something.

Come with me.

Come.

You see?

This is going to be
the confectionary.

It's going to open
in a short while.

I'm going to compete
for the nightlife
in this county.

The after-the-movies trade.

[chuckles]

It's going to be like
an orchard in the spring.

My father-- My father,
he had an orchard
on Moon Lake.

He made a wine garden of it.

They burned it up one summer.

Who burned it up?

[banging]

Take this dollar,

go to eat,

and come back
tomorrow morning.
I'll put you to work.

Maybe when
the new confectionary
will--will open,

you can sing, you can play
the guitar in there,

who knows, huh?

Take it.

[sighing]
Ok?

Let's get one thing straight.

What thing is that?

You don't interest me no more
than the air you stand in.

If that's understood,
we will have
a good working relation.

Otherwise, trouble.

Oh, can I...

Could I leave this here?

Your life's companion?

Yeah, my life's companion.

Leave it here, if you want to.

Thank you.

You know, I, uh,

I don't know much about you,

but I think that
you and Mrs. Talbot

are just about
the nicest people
that I ever run into.

And I'm going to be steady

and honest and hardworkin'
to please you.

And if you-- If you ever
have any trouble sleepin',
I know how to fix that.

You see, I...

I met a lady osteopath one time

that taught me how
to make little adjustments
in the back of the neck

and spine.

Give you a sound, natural sleep.

Ok?

Hmm, goodnight.

Goodnight.

I don't believe I care
for this pair of shoes.

[banging]

(Lady)
I'm coming, Jabe.

What you want, Jabe?

Hypo.

[stammering]
Jabe, I can't do it.

I can't.
You ought to have a nurse.

What in hell can you do?

I run your store for you.

I thought you hired a boy
off the road to run it?

He's not a boy. Val's 30.

And how come you never
brought him up here
for me to look at?

He been here 3 weeks now.

You never asked me.

I'm asking you now.
Go get him.

Not now. I'm not dressed.

Don't you want him to see you
in that new silk wrap?

I know your plans.
I know what your plans are,
Lady.

But before I die,
you'll be too old for a lover.

Time will be past for you
to work out your plans.

Stop it!
Don't do that, Jabe!
You're still my wife!

You're not my widow yet!

Stop it!
It makes my skin crawl.

Did it used to?

It did.

Always.

Mr. Xavier,
where have you been
keeping yourself?

You ought to show
yourself around more.
Janie!

Shoot, Connie.
Mr. Xavier understands.

Don't you, Mr. Xavier?

[chuckling]

Yeah, I understand.

[door shuts]

[women laughing]

Ok, Val, I'll take care of them.

What is it?

I believe we have
changed our minds.

That's fine.

What did they want? Hmm?

What did they want?

Well, they said they were
in the market for some shoes.

But I guess they weren't
in the market for shoes.

What then? Thrills?

No, it's nothing
to bother about, Lady.

No?

Thrills are not marketed
in this market.

Your shoes squeak.

Pick up that match.

Pick up that match.

Why do you move that way, hmm?
Why do you walk that way?

What way?

What way?

Everything you do, it's like...

What?

You know you are...
You know what I mean.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Val, what are you doing?

I'm giving you back your suit
you gave me to work in.

I'll change my pants in there.

Oh, please, no. I'm sorry.

You hear me?
I said I'm sorry.

[horn honking]

I didn't sleep well last night.

Listen, Lady...

Lady! Lady!

[horn honking]
Lady!

Lady, can I use your telephone?

Carol Cutrere's
making a big disturbance
at our service station.

She's demanding service.

I'm gonna call her brother
and tell him to get her away
from my station.

Helen,
give me the Cutrere place.

Oh, anybody there.
David Cutrere.

Or--or--or,
if you can't get him,
give me Sheriff Talbot.

[horn blaring]

(man)
Miss Cutrere,
I ain't gonna serve you.

Now get out of here!
Mike, get this car
out of here!

My money's as good as anybody's!

[engine revving]

[crashing]

(Vee)
Oh, don't hurt her!

(Carol)
Let go of me!

Don't hurt her!

Ow!

Don't hurt her!

Come on. Here.

I woke up thinkin'
about you last night
in New Orleans.

I tried to pour oblivion
out of a bottle,
but it wouldn't pour out.

So, finally,
I just got in my car

and I drove 80 and 90
and 100 miles an hour

because I was afraid
you'd be gone before
I got here.

Hello, Carol.

Hello, Lady.

Is there anything you want?

I have to give him a message.
Can I see him alone, please?

Her brother's comin' to get her.

David Cutrere is--

David Cutrere is not
coming to my store.

(woman)
Why, Lady,
I thought you'd forgotten

that old flame.

Listen,
your brother's plantation
is 10 minutes from here.

I won't let him
come in my store.

I don't even want his hand
to touch the door handle.

Give the message.

But when your brother comes,
I want you away from here,

like a shot from a pistol.
That fast.

Give the message now.

Come on.

Come on.

[laughing]

Now you're being kind.

I suspect that's
your true nature.

What's the message?

Ashes on your shirt.

[sighing]

Is that the message?

No.

That was just an excuse
to touch you.

The message is...

I'd love to hold something
the way you hold your guitar.

That's the way
I'd love to hold something,

with such tender protection.

I'd love to hold you that way.

With that same
tender protection.

'Cause you hang the moon for me.

[birds chirping]

I'm done with
the crowd you run with,

and the night places you run to.

Well, now you're not being kind.

Why?

Haven't I always
been very kind to you?

Did I even snitch when I saw
my cousin's watch on you?

Well, you take
this Rolex Chronometer.

It tells the time of the day,

and the days of the week,

and the month,

and all the crazy moon phases.

I haven't stolen nothin'
before I stole this.

And when I stole it,
I knew it was time
to get off the party.

So you take this to Bertie.

That's my message to you
and the pack you run with.

I run with nobody.

I hoped I could run with you.

You are in danger here,
Snakeskin.

You've taken off
the jacket that said,
I'm wild, I'm alone,

and you've put on
the nice blue uniform
of a convict.

I hoped you'd hear me

and you'd let me
take you away from here
before it was too late.

Fly away.

Fly away, little bird,

before you get broke.

[horn honking]

Carol!

Snakeskin!
Carol!

(David)
Carol.

You broke our agreement.

Now, come on,
and I'll drive
you over the river.

Snakeskin,
you're in danger here.
Shut up and come on.

Wait, please.

Hello, Lady.

Carol.

Wait for me in the car.

I told you once to
never come in this store.

If your wild sister
comes here again,

send somebody else for her.
Not you.

Not you.

I hold hard feelings.

And don't pity me, either.

I haven't gone down
so terribly far in the world.

I got a going concern
in this mercantile store.

And back there is
the confectionary
which will open this spring.

It's going to be like
the wine garden of my father.

You remember the wine garden
of my father?

You remember those
wine drinking nights

when someone loved you better
than anyone's loved you since?

I don't remember anything else.

No, wait.

I have something to tell you
I never told you before.

I carried your child in my body

the summer you quit me.

I didn't know.

No. I didn't write you
no letter about it.

I was proud then.

I had pride,

that summer they burned
the wine garden of my father.

And you,
you--you washed your hands
clean of any connection

with a
dago bootlegger's daughter.

And took that society girl

that--that restored
your home place

and gave you
such wellborn children.

I didn't know.

And now you do know.

You know now.

I carried your child in my body

the summer you quit me.

But I lost your child.

I wanted death after that.

But that don't come
when you want it,
you know.

So I took the next best thing.

You sold yourself.
I sold myself.

You was bought and I was bought.

Sold and bought like
things in this store.

Lady, please.

Get out of here!

Get out!

I just wanted to tell you
my life ain't over.

You all right, Lady?

[sobbing]

I made a fool of myself.

I threw away pride.

(Vee)
Jordan. Jordan.

Come on, Vee.
Jordan.

Jordan, you'll have to help me
with the floating island--
May I help you, Mrs. Talbot?

Oh, uh,

thank you, Mr. Xavier.

[sighing]

I brought this new paintin'
to hang in Jabe's bedroom.

(Jordan)
Hey, ma!
Come on up here.

(Vee)
I'm comin'.

(Jabe)
What's that boy like, Jordan?

He's a beauty, Jabe.
A real beauty.

When you go out,
you take another
good look at him, will you?

Why don't you take
a look at him, Jabe?

(Sheriff)
Go ahead. Call him up here.

Take a look at him.

There you are, ma'am.

[sighing]

I tell you, Mr. Xavier,
since I took up my paintin',

my whole outlook is different.

I can't explain it.

Well,
you don't have to explain it,
I know what you mean.

It's like me when I'm--
When I'm playing my guitar.

I guess, when,
before you started painting,
it just...

It didn't make sense.

What didn't?

Um...

Existence.

No.

My existence didn't make sense.

You lived in Two River county

and you've seen
some terrible things.

Awful things.

Lynchings?

Yes.

Beatings?

Yes.

Yeah, you've been
a witness and you know.

Yes, I've been
a witness and I know.

We've both seen these things
from seats down front
at the show.

You made some beauty,
Mrs. Talbot

out of this dark river country.

[phone ringing]

Hello. Uh...

[stammering]
Torrance mercantile store.

Why don't you
come to my room,
so I can have a look at you?

I ain't met you yet.

(Valentine)
Who's--who's--who's talking?

It's your boss, Jabe Torrance.

Your boss upstairs.

I--I hope Jabe
likes this paintin'.

I--I want to see
that poor sick man
brought back to Jesus.

I brought Jabe some
floatin' island for supper.

Mmm-hmm.

You fit the description.

[sighing]

What description is that?

I heard you were good-lookin'.

And sales have been
pickin' up since you
took over down there, boy.

Yeah, business has been
pretty good.

[footsteps approaching]

(Jabe)
I bet most of this
lively new business

comes from women, don't it, huh?

The older ones?

Older ones are buyers.

They got the money, Jordan.

They sweat it out
of their husbands

and throw it away.

Doggone it,
if that ain't the truth.

Stay here, Lady.

I'm tired, Jabe.

You're not gettin'
enough help down there?

What was it that you wanted
to see me about, Mr. Torrance?

I just wanted to see
who is working for me.

Ok, boy.

You can go on back
down there now.

All right.

Bye.

How much am I payin' him?

Hmm?

I said,
how much am I payin' him?

[sighing]
$37.50 a week.

Gettin' him right cheap,
ain't I?

Aren't you satisfied?

What about you?

Are you satisfied, Lady?

Or are you dissatisfied?

Which?

Would you drive me someplace?

Sure, I will.

This is where all
the young couples
would come to make love.

[birds chirping]

They'd come here,
in the wine garden.

And you?

*[guitar playing]

Me?

[laughing]
Well, me,

I would sing with my father.

We'd wander among
the white arbors.

Him with a mandolin,
and me singing.

My voice is cracked now.

Maybe the face is cracked, too.

I don't know.

But then...

[sighing]
Then...

How did it happen to burn?

My papa made a mistake.

One night, one summer,
he sold liquor to negroes.

You heard of the vigilantes?

Yeah, I heard of them.

They took action that summer.

They rode out here
with gallons of coal oil,

and set the whole place on fire.

Vines, arbors, fruit trees.

The whole sky lit up with it.

And all the way
across this lake,

you could hear my papa calling.

Nobody answered the call.

My papa took
a blanket by himself,

run up in the wine garden
to fight the fire all alone

and he was burned alive.

He was burned alive in it.

I'm full of hate.

Whenever I look at
a man in this county,
you know what I wonder?

I wonder if he was
one of the vigilantes
that burnt my father alive

in his wine garden.

I'm full of hate.

[car approaching]
I'm...

Hmm.

Uh, hi, Lady.

Hi, what do you want?

Uh, Jabe called about his car.

He, uh, said somebody
stole it away from the store.

But you see it was me.

Yeah, well, he--he said,
he'd seen 2 people
go down to the garage.

A woman and a man.

That's right, a woman and a man.

[car driving away]

Better go.

[sighing]

Well, see you tomorrow, Lady.

Where do you stay nights?

I stay over at the...

Wildwood tourist cabins.

You like it there?

Well, it's all right.
Yeah, it's nothin'.

Want to save money?

Save money?
Mmm.

I never could save
a cent in my life.

You could,
if you stay in the place.

[clearing throat]
What--what place?

This place.

You mean his... Here?

Mmm-hmm.

Here.

Where could I stay?

Well, back of that drape.

A nurse slept there when Jabe
had his first operation.

And I'll get a plumber
to--to put in
a hot and cold shower.

I'll fix it up nice for you.

Well, I--
Take--take a look at it,

and see if you like it, hmm?

Ok, I'll look.

Ok.

Well, go on.

You mean now?

Wh-why don't you
look at it and see
if it suits you or not?

All right.

I... Ok.
I'll take-- I'll take--
I'll take a look at it.

Well, is it ok or what?

I like that picture in there.

That's--that's--that's
a famous picture.

I might have
a little trouble
sleepin' with that

naked lady hangin' over me.

You know, it might
keep me awake nights.

You with--with
your dog's temperature

in your--your--your
control of all your functions,

it would take more than
a picture to keep you awake.

Lady.

Why do you want me
to stay here, Lady, huh?

I told you why.

Why, 'cause you feel
nervous alone here at night?

Naturally, no.

Jabe sleeps with
a pistol next to him.

But if somebody
broke in--into the store,

he couldn't get up.

What do you feel, hmm?

Your hand.

That's right.

The size of my knuckles,

and the heat of my palm.

What are you demonstrating now?

That's how well
we know each other.

All we know is
just the skin surface
of each other.

Why do you say
these things to me tonight?

Because nobody ever
gets to know anybody.

We're all...

We're, all of us,
sentenced to
solitary confinement

inside our own lonely skins
for as long as we live
in this earth.

Not to me.

I'm--I'm not a big optimist,

but I can't agree
with--with something so sad.

I'll go up and
get some clean linen
to make up your bed.

[register dings]

*[music playing on jukebox]

[whistling]

[people chattering]

Here you are, honey.

Well, that's it. We're done.
Right there.

Come on. That's it.

How's it comin', Snakeskin?
(man)
What are you gonna shoot?

Well, I'm swinging like a gate.

It's that jacket.
You know, honey.

That snakeskin jacket,
it's spooky, man.

Ok, 50.

Good.

Come on.

[all chattering]

Who's going to
shoot the moon?
How about you, big boy?

I'll follow you.
Get on with it, snake.

I'll take 20.
Hey, that's a lot of loot.

Give me 20.
I got a few cents.

Baby needs carfare.

I'm cuttin' out tonight
and wide.

You're gonna lose, baby!
You're gonna lose.

Ok.

(Valentine)
* Last night

* I crossed the river

* With a heavy blanket roll

* I took nobody with me

* Not a soul

* I took a few provisions

* Some for hunger

* Some for cold

* But I took nobody with me

* Not a soul

[register rings]

[footsteps]

Who's that?

It's me.

You scared me.

You didn't expect me, did you?

No.

Take the light
out of my face, please.

You've been in a fight, hmm?

Fight? No.

Your mouth looks bloody.

That ain't blood.

Lipstick.

Yeah. I guess so.

You even got some on your shirt.

Did I?

Yeah. Mmm-hmm.

You had yourself a good time,
huh?

Yes.

Why did you open the cash box?

I opened it twice tonight.

Once before I went out,
and again when I come back.

Hmm, why?

Because I wanna
cut out of this county clean.

I don't wanna go
away with nothin'
I didn't come here with.

And tomorrow you...

You're gonna get yourself
a brand new boy
because I'm quittin'.

I got what I
should have expected.

You robbed me
while I was upstairs
getting linen for your bed.

But...

I guess I'm a fool to
even feel disappointed.

You're disappointed in me?
Hmm.

I'm disappointed in you.

Come here!
Mmm-mmm.

Come here.
Where?

Here!

Come here. See that?

There wasn't no bed in here
when I came to work here.

It was there.
No, there wasn't no bed.

There was no bed here
the day before yesterday.

You put it there.

It was there,
folded behind the mirror.

Folded behind the mirror? No.

Yes.

No, no, no, you're lyin'.

You're lyin' and I
see through you, Lady.

I see through you.

What do you see?

You'd like me to tell you?

I'd love for you to.

I see a not so young,
not so satisfied woman

who hires a guy
in off the highway,
to do double duty

without even givin' him
overtime for it.

Being a store clerk by day,
and by night, you know...

Whatever you wanna call it.

You cheap...

Hmm?

Who do you think
you thought was cheap?
You cheap. You cheap.

Who are you callin' cheap?

Who are you callin' cheap?

[gasping]

Get out.

[sobbing]

Why did you come back?
Why?

To put back the money I took.

So you wouldn't remember me as

not being honest or grateful.

Don't!

Don't!

Val.

Val, don't go.

I need you

to live.

To go on living.

Val.

These phony grapes
got that bird fooled.

Listen, Lady. You know,
you didn't think
about something.

One hard rain or windstorm
will wreck this place
completely, out here.

I know.

I want to give you something.

What's that?

It's a Palm Sunday branch.
It's blessed.

[window opening]

[birds chirping]

Mr. Xavier,
did Mrs. Torrance
get back yet?

Uh, not that I know of, ma'am.

(Jabe)
You're lyin'.

I heard her.
She's down there.

He didn't hear me.

She heard me.

I got a spy in the house.

Well, maybe it'd be better...

Better for you,
if I went away for a while.

Just for a while.

No, even a while
would seem like forever.

But suppose I had to go?

Don't.

(man on P.A. system)
Hear y'all! Hear y'all!

Lady's Confectionary
is openin' tonight.

Tonight's the gala openin'
of Lady's Confectionary.

Lady's Confectionary
on Main street.

*[humming]

My wife...

My wife sounds
happy these mornin'.

Shall I tell her
you're comin' downstairs?

No, sir.
I want to surprise Lady.

[knock on door]

Come in, Mrs. Torrance.

He wanted to surprise you.

I told him I thought I ought
to tell you what was going on,
but he wouldn't let me.

Dressed?

He put on his Sunday suit
and now he's bound
and determined.

He's going downstairs
and open up the store himself.

You never expected me to come
back down those stairs, eh?

I'm going downstairs
and take inventory.

You can't do that.

I know what I can do.
I'm gonna do it.

Come on, Miss Porter.

(Porter)
I'm right behind you,
Mr. Torrance.

Take it easy.
Take it easy now.

[bells jingling]

[bells jingling]

[birds chirping]

[coughing]

Easy now, Mr. Torrance.

Val. A chair.

I'm all right.
Let me go.

I don't want a chair.

I wanna take a close look
at this confectionary.

Yeah, take a look at it, Jabe.
I'm real proud.

Well, isn't this artistic.

[squeaking]

[chuckles]

Artistic as hell.

I never seen anything
like it before.

Nobody else did, either.

(Porter)
Who done these decorations?

I did it, all by myself.

I'm real proud.

What do you know?

It sure is something artistic.

Is there a carnival or
a circus in the county?

You mean that calliope?

No.
That's no circus calliope.

That's announcing
the gala opening
of the confectionary.

[man chattering
on P.A. system]

What did you say?

It's announcing the opening
of the confectionary.

(man on P.A. system)
Make straight
for the gala opening

of Lady's Confectionary.

Opening tonight.

The grand opening tonight
of Lady's Confectionary.

Come one, come all!

Grand opening of
Lady's Confectionary
on Main street.

Back of
the Torrance mercantile store.

Main street, the gala opening...

The air's a little too cold
for you, Mr. Torrance.

Lady.

[man chattering
on P.A. system]

(Jabe)
Shut the door!

(Jabe)
Boy, I married a live one.

How much did that cost me?

It don't cost much.

(Valentine)
She got it for a song.

You sung for it, did you?

What dago song did you sing?

Miss Porter,
it's better you take him back.

O sole mio!
Is that what you sung for it?

[laughing]

Boy, I sure married
a live one, didn't I?

Didn't I?

Sure did marry me a live one.

Her daddy, the wop, was just
as much of a live one
before he burned up.

Yeah, he burned up.

'Cause he made a mistake
sellin' liquor to niggers.

Will you stop it?
Will you stop it, please?

So we had to take action.

Oh, we took action.
Orders were given.

We rode out there
in 16 automobiles
loaded with coal oil.

We set the whole place afire.

We burned him out.

Burned down his house
and his orchard.

Not a single fire engine
moved out of the place
that night.

Jabe, did you say "we"?

I...

I got kind of a--
Kind of a cramp.

I think you're getting
yourself all excited,
Mr. Torrance?

I better take you back upstairs.

Yeah, let's--let's go.
Better go upstairs.

Jabe, did you say,
"We--we did it?"

You heard me. I said "we"!

No!

(Porter)
One step at a time,
Mr. Torrance.

Careful now.

Papa.

One step at a time.

Val.

Val.

[Jabe groaning]

(Porter)
My patient's hemorrhagin'.

I shouldn't believe it.

(Porter)
He's bleedin'.
Call the doctor.

Call Dr. Buchanan.
My patient's hemorrhagin'.

My patient's hemorrhagin'.
Somebody got to help me.

[sighing]

I'm gonna take him up.

[thunder rumbling]

Well, the hemorrhagin'
seems to have stopped.

She still out?

Yeah, she is.

Been on a whole
lot of cases in my life,

but I never seen
a wife behave like this.

(Vee)
Ah, oh...

Somebody help me.

Oh, I can't see.

Oh.

I--I...

I had a vision.

[grunting]

I knew a vision was comin'.

Let me help you,
Mrs. Talbot.

(Jordan)
Vee. Vee.

Vee.

Let go of her.

No.

Don't move.
I'm comin' back.

I'm not goin' anywhere.

Just see that you don't.

Pee Wee,
stay there with that boy.

Hey, Dog, what's going on?

Sheriff caught
the store clerk
messin' with his wife.

Stand back under that light.

I wanna look at you
while I run through
some photos of men wanted.

I'm not wanted.

A good-looking boy like you
is always wanted.

How tall are you, boy?

I never measured.

How much you weigh?

Never weighed.

You got any scars or
marks of identification
on your face or body?

No.

Open your shirt.

What for?
Open his shirt for him,
Pee Wee.

All right, boy. Come on.

What did you do before?

Before what?

Before you come here?

I traveled and played.

Played?

Played what?
With women?

I played the guitar and sang.

Where is that guitar?

In the store.

You want me to get
it for you, Jordan?
Uh-uh.

Don't you ever touch that.

That's all right, Pee Wee.

Uh, why don't you and Dog
go over there and leave me
straighten this boy out?

Go on.

All right, boy,
I ain't gonna
touch your guitar.

I'm gonna tell you somethin'.

There's a certain county
I know of that's got
a big sign that says:

"Nigger,
don't let the sun go down
on you in this county."

And that's all it says.
It don't threaten nothin'.

It just says, "Nigger, don't let

the sun go down
on you in this county."

And, son.

You ain't that nigger.
This ain't that county.

But I want you
to just imagine that

you seen a big sign
that said to you:

Boy, don't let the sun
rise on you in this county.

I said rise, not go down.

Because it's too close to
sunset for you to get packed
and move on before that.

And I think if you
value your safety here,

you'll simplify my job
by not allowin'
the sun tomorrow

to rise on you in this county.

Now, you understand,
don't you, boy?

Uh-huh.

I hope so.

'Cause I don't like violence.

[birds chirping]

Hey,
be careful with that stuff.
You hear me, ha?

I said be careful.
What's the matter
with you today?

Lady, they're callin'
for you again.

Now!

That's better, huh.

Jabe's a very sick man, Lady.

Ain't you got no concern?

Ok.

That's ok. No, no more.
I have no concern.

Come on, boy! Hurry up!

Put everything back there.

[birds chirping]

Carol, this place ain't open.

I have to stay here for a while.

I don't have a license, you see.

My license has been revoked
and I have to get somebody

to drive me across the river.

Call a taxi.

I hear that boy
who works for you
is leaving tonight.

Who said he's leaving?

Sheriff Talbot.

He suggested I get him
to drive me over the river

since he'd be crossing it, too.

Heh. You got so much
wrong information, darling.

Mighty wrong.

Why do you keep
coming back here
bothering that boy, hmm?

He doesn't care about you.

My brother and sister-in-law
have made a marvelous
offer this time.

That's fine.

Almost limitless funds,
unceasing horn of plenty.

Providing I go and stay gone,

across at least one ocean
and not just one river.

Can you hear me?

Who are you talking to?

The offer's very explicit.

It includes such items
as a Mediterranean villa,

perched like the nest
of a sea bird over that coast

they call the divina costiera,

where it's springtime always.

Are you listening to me?

Of course, I'm listening to you.

Did you think
I was talking to you?

No.

You are my sister.

You found out what I know.

That there is
nothing on this earth,
you can do on this earth

but catch at whatever
comes near you
with both your hands

till your fingers are broken.

There's somethin'
still wild in the country,
somethin' free.

I'll be waitin' outside
in my car.

The fastest thing on wheels
in Two River county.

Ain't you going with her?

I'm not going with her.

Ok.

Now, get in your white jacket.
I need you tonight
in the confectionary.

I want to talk to you.
No, I have no time. Please!

Yes, you take time, Lady.

You can't open a night place
here this night.

You bet your
sweet life I'm going to.

No, you're betting
my sweet life.

Ok, I'll bet my life on it.

Sweet or not, I'm going.
Let me go.
No.

You don't get the point.

There's a man up there

that set fire to
my father's wine garden.

I want that man to
see the wine garden
come open again

while he's dying.

Tonight, nothing can stop it.

It's just
something got to be done
to square things away.

To be not defeated.

I won't be defeated,
not again, in my life.

You get me!

Not again!

Val.

Val,
that's not your white jacket.

No, it's not, Lady.

I have to go now.

"Go," did you say?

Yeah.

I got to take the 9:15
southline bus out of here.

At least as far
as the county line.

No.

Yeah.

I got myself into
a situation here, Lady.

No,
you're not fooling me, mister.

Hmm?
She's waiting for you outside.

No, no, no.
In her car, yes.

No, no, no, Lady.
I want you to understand.
What?

I got myself into
a situation here
that I can't get out of.

Not in a town like this.

I've been threatened
with violence if I stay here
through the night.

How about me, hmm?

Let me go!

Lady, listen.
Let me go.

Listen. I could-- I could have
cut out of here before.
Let me go.

But I wanted to
tell you something
that I never told anybody.

Never.

I feel true love for you, Lady.

No. Don't talk about love.
Not to me, please.

It's easy to say,
"Love, love, love"

with fast and
free transportation
waiting for you.

Let me go.

Let me go, Val!

[knock on door]
(man)
Lady, open.

No, not now! Later!

Later.

Val, come on.

Listen.
I want you to listen to me.

You haven't understood
one thing that I've told you.

No. I don't care.

You will care.
No.

My life has been
threatened here.

You know what that means?
My life, too.

I will wait for you.
I will meet you

as soon as I
cross the state--
I don't believe you.

You're lying!

Don't you tell me I'm lying!

You listen to me, now.

You've been acting crazy
since this morning.

Longer. Longer than morning.

What was I going to do,
in your opinion?

Stay on here while
you go without me?

[banging]

You hear him?
Death's knocking for me.

Ask me how--how it feels
to be coupled with death
all those years

and I can tell you,
but I stood it.

I stood it!

I guess my heart knew

that somebody
must be coming here

to take me out of this hell.
You did it!

Now, look at me.
I'm--I'm alive once more.

Listen, Val,

everything in this
rotten store, it's yours.

I don't give a damn--
Everything that death
scraped together down here,

but death must die
before we can go.

You got that memorized now?
You got that?

Tonight is the gala opening
of the confectionary.

[sighing]

All right, Lady.

I'll call you as soon as
I cross the state line.

Smash me against a rock,
I'll smash your guitar!
Stop it!

Stop it!

[footsteps]

You're leaving?

I know what you mean,
Mrs. Torrance.

Yes, I've given
Mr. Torrance medication.

I'll be back at 10:30.

No, don't.

Don't be back at 10:30.
That's all.

Don't come back.

I'm always discharged
by the doctors on my cases.

[sighing]
Well,

this time you'll be discharged
by the patient's wife.

I don't think
you belong as a nurse.

And you have cold eyes.

I think you like to watch pain.

I know why you
don't like my eyes.

You don't like them because
you know they see clear.

Why are you staring at me?

The moment I looked at you,
when I was called in
on this case,

I knew you was pregnant.

I also knew the moment
I looked at your husband,

that it wasn't by him.

Oh.

Thank you.

Thank you for telling me
what I hoped for is true.

Why don't you get the calliope

and the clown to
make the announcement?

Is it true, what she said?

True as God's words.

You should have told me.

When--when a woman's
been childless

as long as I've been,

it's hard to believe that
you're still able to bear.

[bells jingling]

Oh.

Oh, Val.

[sighing]
Oh, Val.

You know,

we used to have
a little fig tree

between the house
and the orchard.

It never bore any fruit.

We said it was barren.

But one morning in spring,

I discovered a small
green fig on that tree.

It seemed such a wonderful thing

for the little fig tree to bear

that it called
for a celebration.

I ran--

I ran to a closet of
Christmas ornaments,
I took them out.

Glass bells, glass birds,
and icicles, and--and tinsel.

And I hung the little
fig tree with them

because it won the battle

and it would bear.

Oh.

Oh, Val.

Oh, Val, unpack the box
of Christmas ornaments

and put them on me.

Glass bells, glass birds,
and icicles,

and tinsel.
Put them on me, Val!

Put them on me, Val.

[bells tingling]

Oh.

I'm celebrating,

I'm celebrating.

Oh.

My life beginning again.

Val.

Val.

[man chattering]

Lady, Lady.

[man chattering]

The clerk is robbing the store!

He's burning it!

Help! Here! the clerk
is robbing the store!

Get out of here.
No!

Go on!

[alarm bell ringing]

Jabe! Jabe, no!

Jabe, no.

Jabe, no.

No, Jabe!

[gun firing]

(Carol)
Snakeskin!

Snakeskin, don't go back!

Please, don't go back!

[people shouting]

(man)
Release the pressure, now.

Pressure, release the pressure.

[people clamoring]

Val.

[clamoring continues]

Val.

Lady.

Lady.

[man shouting]

Lady.

[screaming]

[alarm bell continues ringing]

[bells jingling]

[birds chirping]

What have you got there, Uncle?

I'll give you
a gold ring for it.

Wild things leave
skins behind them.

They leave clean skins,
teeth, white bones.

And these are tokens,
passed from one to another.

So that the fugitive kind
can follow their kind.