All language subtitles for Desire Under The Elms.HI

( mysterious theme playing )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( dog barking and howling )

( groans )

( slow theme playing )

( shovel rustling )

( coins clanging )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( coins clanging )

That's where your father
hides his money.

Remember, Eben,
it belongs to you.

- Now, say it.
- It belongs to me.

This farm would have been
nothing

without the land I brought
with me when I married him.

Only reason he married me
was for the land.

And he needed a woman to look after
his home and your stepbrothers

when his other wife died.

Killed her the same way
he's killing me.

He worked her darn to death.

Ma, don't say that.

You're not gonna die.

Oh. Sh, sh.

When I'm gone,
and when you're old enough,

I want you to take your rights.

He'll never die, that old man.

He'll live longer
than the mountains.

You'll have to fight
for what is yours.

Don't depend
on your two stepbrothers.

They'll never help.

Remember where the stone is.

And when you need money,
take it, it's yours.

Everything here is yours.

You promise?

You promise to remember, Eben?

I promise.

Say it.

"Everything here is mine,
and someday I'll take it."

Say it.

Everything here is mine,
and someday I'll take it.

We must go back.

You mark the place.

Come.

( melancholic theme playing )

( slow theme playing )

EPHRAIM:
Eben.

You're gonna stand there
mooning all day?

She's been dead for years now.

How much time you gonna waste?

You and your brothers
have gotta get home to dinner.

( melancholic theme playing )

( birds chirping )

( rooster crowing )

Mm, weaklings.

In the prime of your youth and I
can work you into the ground.

Spring.

The snow's off the mountains
and the buds are out.

Spring.

Spring, and I'm feeling damned.

Damned like an old, bare hickory
branch fit only for burning.

I'm gonna ride out and learn God's
message to me in the spring,

like the prophets done.

Now, you get back to work,
all of you.

Crazy.
Crazy as a loon.

God's message in the spring.

I know what he feels, I know the
trouble he feels in his blood.

You aiming to leave us too?

No, I'm never gonna leave here.

I don't wanna wander.

I wanna walk in my own fields,

I wanna smell the blossoms
coming out on my fruit trees.

I wanna bring a woman here
and show her and say,

"Well, look,
this is the work I've done

"with my own
two bare hands."

You move stones, brother.
Move stones.

Let Pa hear the crazy calls.

One's enough for one family.

Well, get to work.

There's plenty of stones
to clear.

EPHRAIM:
Whoa.

Well, I don't know when I'll
be back, but I'll be back.

No matter how long I'm gone,

why, don't get
any fool ideas that I'm dead.

I've sworn to live to a hundred
years, and I'll do it.

If only to spite you.

And you.

All of you, now,
get back to work.

Let's go, boy.

There he goes.
You reckon he's drunk?

He ain't drunk.

Just smart.

Gone riding off,
leaving us here,

piling stone on stone,
year in, year out.

Making stone walls
so as he can fence us in.

Yeah, maybe it ain't a bad idea
going off, getting away from here.

- Where would you go?
- California.

There's gold in California,
fields of gold.

There's a fortune laying
just on top of the ground,

waiting to be picked.

Solomon's mines I say.

Oh, you talk and talk, but you'll
never get to the goldfields.

Don't be so sure.

Well, where would you get
the money?

We could walk.

Yeah, walking ain't
anything new to us.

You put all the steps
that we walked on this farm

end to end,
we'd be on the moon.

Oh, you won't ever go, Peter.

You neither, Sim.

You just wait around here
for your share of the farm,

thinking always
he's gonna die soon.

- Two-thirds belongs to us.
- We got a right.

Well, you haven't any right.

She wasn't your mother.

It was her farm, wasn't it?

The deed was in her name
and he stole it.

Why, he'd just have a little
rump of land here without her.

She's dead now
and it's my farm.

Heh. You tell that to Pa
when he comes back.

I bet you a dollar he laughs.

For the first time in his life.

( Peter chuckles )

What have you got against us,
Eben? There's something.

Year after year,
I've seen it in your eyes.

Why didn't you two ever stand

between him and my mother
all those years

when he was slaving her
to the grave?

To pay her back for
the kindness that she done you

even though you weren't
her own blood.

There was always work
to be done.

We never had time to meddle.

( sighs )

California.

Boats leave out of Boston
every week,

sailing out
for the Golden Gate.

Ah, when Pa comes back, you ask
him for the passage money.

I'll bet he laughs
for the second time in his life.

( Eben chuckles )

( slow theme playing )

Six weeks already.

No word from the old mule.

Real peaceful, ain't it?

Maybe he's dead.

Oh, it ain't that peaceful.

( door opens )

Hey.

PETER:
Going for a walk?

Yeah, maybe.

PETER:
Nice night for a walk.

Gonna be a full moon.

Sim, what direction you figure

young fella like Eben might go for
a walk on a night of full moon?

SIMEON:
I can't hardly guess.

Unless you of course he was
to find himself on the road

to the widow's house.

Eben? Our Eben?
Don't seem possible.

Well, he's all dressed up.

You gotta take that
into account.

PETER: Yeah, he's all
dressed up all right,

ain't no doubt about that.
Whoo-hoo.

Won't be the first time
a young fella found himself

just by accident all dressed up

in front of Min's door
on the night of full moon.

It wouldn't even be the last
time either, would it be?

( both laughing )

Why don't you be quiet?
I'll go where I wanna go.

Why, sure, Eben.
Ain't no need to feel touchy.

You got plenty of company.
Good company for you.

Right in the family, eh, Pete?

Right in the family,
all the generations.

( Peter and Simeon laughing )
You're animals.

You're a pair
of laughing hyenas.

I want anything to do with you.

EBEN: ♪ My Bonnie
lies Over the ocean ♪

♪ My Bonnie lies Over the sea ♪

♪ My Bonnie lies
Over the ocean ♪

♪ Please bring back
My Bonnie to me ♪

( rustling )

Eben?

Yeah.

Where have you been?

I waited.

- Celebrating in town.
- Celebrating what?

It's a private celebration.

Some news I heard.

It's been a big night for news.

Why, you're drunk.

Don't you wanna come in?

You're soft and warm
and pretty.

Eben, don't let's stand here
talking like this.

Come on in.

That's what I came
to tell you. I...

I'm, I'm never coming here
anymore.

You've been
good to me, Min, but...

Well, I'm through.

I'm, I'm through taking
what's left over.

Eben, what are you talking
about?

What's come over you?

Goodbye.

Eben.

Eben.

( dramatic theme playing )

( groaning )

( coins clanging )

( rooster crowing )

♪ My Bonnie lies
Over the ocean ♪

♪ My Bonnie lies Over the sea ♪

( door banging )

♪ My Bonnie lies
Over the ocean ♪

♪ Please bring back
My Bonnie... ♪

( suspenseful theme playing )

( banging and coins clanging )

( Peter and Simeon snoring )

SIMEON:
Oh. Hey!

It's just me. Get up.

PETER:
What'd you do that for?

I got news for you.
I'm the...

I'm the bearer of glad tidings.

SIMEON: Can't you hold it
till we get our sleep?

It's sunup.

Don't you wanna hear it?

He's gone and married again.

- ( in unison ): Pa?
- He's got himself hitched.

What?

To an Italian woman from Italy,
25 years old.

And pretty, they say.

- Who said so?
- It's a lie.

You were drunk.
They were making fun of you.

I didn't get drunk
until after I heard it.

The whole village knows.

She was a waitress in the
railroad hotel in New Dover.

Married.

He done it just to spite us,
the old mule.

Everything'll go to her now.

Twenty-five-year-old
greenhorn.

SIMEON:
I hope she's a she-devil.

I hope she makes Pa wish
he was dead,

living in the pit of hell
for comfort.

Amen.

"I'm riding out to learn God's
message to me in the spring,

"like the prophets done,"
he says.

"Go thou
and chase yourself a woman."

Some message,
the stinking old hypocrite.

Well, it's done.

- It's done us.
- It's done us.

There's gold
in California, Sim.

- If we stay here now...
- Just what I was thinking.

Might as well do it
first as last.

First light out
and get this in the morning.

Suits me.

EBEN:
You must like walking.

SIMEON: You lend us your
wings, we'll fly there.

But you'd like riding
on a boat better, wouldn't you?

Well, if you sign this paper,
you can ride on a boat.

SIMEON:
What are you talking about?

This is just something
I got written out in writing

in case you wanna go.

SIMEON:
What's it say, Peter?

It says
that for $300 to each of you,

you agree that your shares of
the farm are sold over to me.

Six hundred dollars.

Where would you get
that kind of money, anyway?

I found out a long time ago
where the old man hid it.

Ma showed me.
It's her money.

Where's it hid?

Where you'd never find it.

What do you know about that?

If you've got so much money,
why don't you go yourself?

I'm never gonna leave here.

I'm gonna stay
right on this land

and get what's rightfully mine,
if it takes forever.

Well, is it a deal?

I don't know.

Me neither.

If he's got hitched again,
we'd be selling Eben

something we'd never
get anyhow.

Yeah.

( coins clanging )

Well, you gonna sign
or ain't you?

Pa and his new bride
will be arriving any time now.

Let's see the color
of the old skinflint's money.

Twenty-dollar gold pieces.

Thirty of them.

Six hundred dollars.

Now, sign.

- Thanks.
- Thank you for the ride.

We'll send you a lump of gold
for Christmas.

( chuckles )

And maybe we ought to stay
and see the bride,

just to make sure
Eben ain't lying.

Yeah.

Until he comes, let's you and me
not do a lick of work.

Let's you and me just eat
and sleep and drink liquor,

and let the whole
miserable farm go to blazes.

Ha-ha-ha. We earned a rest.

We're aiming to start
being lilies of the field.

We toil not
and neither do we spin.

Ha-ha-ha.
Sole owner till he comes.

That's what you wanted,
ain't it?

Well, you gotta be
sole hand too.

Yeah, the cows are bellowing.

You'd better hustle
to the milking.

Yep, you'd better get to work.

It's Ma's farm again
and it's mine now.

I'd work my hands off
for a farm that's mine.

( Simeon and Peter chuckling )

SIMEON:
Idiot.

( both laughing )

He's like his Pa.
Hard and crazy.

( laughs )

Yeah. Dead spitting image.

Well, let dog eat dog.

Yeah. This is Southern comfort
for once.

Yeah. Reach down
and get the jug.

- Let's have a drink.
- That's a good idea.

To the she-devil.
Ha-ha-ha.

( melancholic theme playing )

( purses lips )

( cow moos )

EPHRAIM:
Whoa.

EPHRAIM: Well, here we are, Anna.
Home.

( sighs )

Home.

( speaks in Italian )

Beautiful.

It's hard to believe
it's really mine.

Yours?

It's mine.

Well, ours.

It's been lonesome too long.

A home's got to have a woman.

A woman's got to have a home.

Yes.

Now, where is everyone?

Nobody out, working or nothing?

Simeon?

Peter?

Eben?

Where are you?

Why ain't you working?

We was waiting
to welcome you home.

You and the bride.

Waiting to give you
our parting curse

and see what our new Ma
looks like.

Well, this is her, boys.

I see her.

Howdy... Ma.

( Simeon and Peter chuckling )

I go look at my house.

Her house? Ha-ha-ha.

You'll find Eben inside.

You better not tell him
it's your house.

Eben? I will tell Eben
what must be told.

You needn't pay any heed
to Eben.

He's a fool.

Soft and simple
like his ma was.

SIMEON:
Ha. What do you know?

He's a chip of you,
spitting image.

Hard and bitter
as a hickory tree.

Dog'll eat dog.

He'll eat you yet, old man.

You get to work.

( chuckles )

So that's our new ma, is it?

Where in thunder
did you dig her up?

Better put her in the pen
with the other sows.

What's come over you?
Are you drunk?

( Simeon and Peter chuckle )

We're free, old man.

Free of you
and this whole damned farm.

We're setting up for
the goldfields in California.

You can take this place
and burn it.

And bury it, for all we care.

SIMEON:
We're free, old man.

PETER:
We're free as Indians.

You're lucky
we don't scalp you.

And burn the barn
and kill all the stock!

SIMEON: Dragging your woman off
by the hair into the woods.

( shouting )

Lust! Lust for gold!

The sinful,
easy gold of California.

It's drove you mad.
( Peter squealing )

SIMEON: Wouldn't you like us to
send you some of that simple gold,

- you old sinner?
- We'll be voyaging on the sea.

SIMEON:
Living free.

I'll have you both chained up
in the asylum.

Goodbye, you old skinflint.

You old bloodsucker, goodbye.

EPHRAIM: Go before I have you
horsewhipped over the place.

Whoo! Let's let some air
in the parlor.

Yeah.

( in unison ) One, two, three.

( windows breaking )
If I can get my hands on you,

I'll break your bones.

( hooting )

What are you doing
with that gate?

We hereby abolish closed gates,
open gates and all gates.

We'll take it with us for luck

and set it sailing free
down some river.

( both laughing )

Ephraim, are they gone now?
For good?

- We see them no more?
- Mm.

This is nice.

This bedroom, Ephraim,
the pretty bed.

It's my room?

Ours.

Sì.

Yes, Ephraim.

They must have been
up to something.

Poisoned the stock
or something.

Blankets.

They are musty. Gray.

They need sun.

You Eben?

I'm Anna.

I wanted so much to meet you.

Maybe you help me, huh?

Your father told me
a lot about you.

Oh, don't mind him.
He's an old man.

It's nature.

The old man leaning down hard
on the young one.

In Naples, where I come from,

I've seen fathers draw knives
against their sons

when the sons grow old enough
to stand against them.

There will be no knives here,
Eben.

I don't like to play act
mother to you.

You... You're too big
and strong for that.

Possible I want to be friends
with you.

Maybe with me for a friend, you'll
find you like living here better.

I know how to make it easy
for you with him.

He's ready to do pretty near
anything to please the young wife.

You better get one thing
straight.

I'm not making any bargains
with anybody.

Not with you, not with
him, not with anybody.

All right.

I prepare myself to have you
against me in the beginning, Eben.

I don't blame you.
I would feel the same.

A strange young girl came,
took my mother's place...

You're not taking
my mother's place.

Understand, please, Eben.

I've come a long way.

I've had a hard life.

Some other time,
when you're ready to listen,

I'll tell you.

I needed a home.

Is that a crime,
a woman needs a home?

What else would I marry
an old man like him for?

I'll tell him you said that.

And I will say you're lying.

And he will drive you
off this place.

Understand one thing, boy.

The lady of the house
arrived today, for good.

This is my farm,
this is my home.

Inside is my kitchen.

I put out these blankets and I sleep
on them by myself in the night.

And upstairs is my bedroom.

And my bed.

I am not bad, Eben.

Except against an enemy.

I have to fight in my life
or else I'll get nothing.

You and me, Eben,
let us be friends.

We are going to be
a long time together.

We could never be friends.

I'll go wash my dishes now.

( upbeat theme playing )

( humming )

( upbeat theme playing )

EPHRAIM:
Stop that!

- Ephraim.
- Stop it, I said.

I was just trying
to make it nice.

Put everything back the way
it was and close the shutters.

But it's...

You do what you want
with the rest of the house,

but this room stays
the way it was

and door stays closed.
Do you understand that?

But it's so cold and dusty.

And it stays that way.
Do you hear me?

This was her room,
Eben's mother's.

She was weak
and she was no good for me.

This is where she hid from me,
She taught him how to read here,

sang him songs here.

Taught him
everlasting rebellion here.

This is a woman's room
and I never was welcome in it.

And when she died,
I closed it for good.

And it's not gonna be open now.

Is that plain enough for you?

There are plenty other rooms,
now stay in 'em.

( mysterious theme playing )

( upbeat theme playing )

( humming )

Mew, mew, mew, mew, mew, mew.

Mew, mew, mew, mew, mew, mew.

( upbeat theme playing )

( laughing )

( Anna giggling )

( Ephraim indistinctly speaking
and Anna giggling )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( Anna continues laughing )

( emotive theme playing )

( window opens )

( door opens )

( chuckling )

What are you cackling about?

- You.
- What about me?

You're all shiny for Sunday
like a prize bull

being led to the fair.

Maybe I put flowers
in your hair.

Well, you're not
so beautiful yourself.

You do not mean that, Eben.

Ever since the day I came here,
you've been fighting nature.

Trying to tell yourself
I'm not pretty to you.

( chuckles )

Mm.

Isn't the sun strong and hot?

Burning.

Burning into the earth.

Making things to grow.

Burning inside of you.

I'm from a country
that knows about the sun.

I have the sun inside me.

You are from here,
from these stony hills.

But you know about the sun too.

The people who live
with the sun

know that they cannot win
against it.

Nature will beat you, Eben.

You might as well
confess to it now than later.

If Pa heard you talking
like that, he'd beat you.

You've made such a dreamy idiot
out of the old devil.

( giggles )

Well, isn't it easier for you
with him changed and soft?

No.

I'll still fight him
and you too.

I'm on to you. You're aiming
to take everything here

and make it your own.

You're gonna find out
that you can't own me.

- Eben.
- What do you want?

- Eben.
- What do you want?

Where are you going?

Just down the road a spell.

- To the village?
- Maybe.

To see that woman, I suppose.
What's her name?

What woman?

The village is full of women.

You know the one I mean.
The widow.

Oh, Min.

Yeah, I might drop in on her.

Sunday afternoon's
a good time for visiting.

Why do you want to waste
your time on her for?

Well, you said it, didn't you?

You can't beat nature.

She's ugly and old.

Oh, I don't know. Lots of folks
think she's prettier than you.

Every no-good drunk
in the county.

Maybe. But she's better
than you are.

At least she owns up fair
and square to what she does.

Do not compare me with her.

She don't go sneaking
and stealing what's mine.

Yours?

- You mean my farm.
- I mean my farm.

The farm you sold yourself for.

Here, take a look at this.

Simeon and Peter signed over
their shares in writing to me,

all legal and regular.

You'll never live
to see the day,

not even a stone on it
belong to you. Never.

Go on to the village.

Go on to your fat,
ugly, old... Hm...

Well, go on, say it.

You know the word, don't you?

Get out of here!
I will get your father

to drive you off this place
if I want.

You're only living here
because I let you.

Go. Go!

I hate the sight of you.

And I hate the sight of you.

( laughing )

Disgraziato!

You and Eben
been quarrelling again?

No.

You were talking mighty loud.

If you heard us, there's
no need to ask questions.

I didn't hear what you said.

It was nothing.

And that Eben's a strange one.

He's exactly like you.

You think so, Anna?

Eben and me, we've always
fought and fought.

You know,
I could never bury him.

He was so thundering soft
like his ma.

He's about as soft as you are.

Yeah, maybe I've been
too hard on him.

Well, you are getting soft now.

That is what he was saying.

Eben was saying?

Well, he'd better
not do anything to try me,

or he'll soon discover
how soft I am.

Pretty, ain't it?

I do not see anything pretty.

The sky.

It feels like a warm meadow
up there.

Are you planning to buy up
over the farm too?

I'd like to own my place
up there.

I'm getting old, Anna.

Ripe on the bough.

It's always lonesome cold
in the house,

even when it's boiling hot
outside, haven't you noticed?

Better down in the barn,
the smell from the hay

and the warmth
from the animals.

That's the only place
I don't seem to feel the cold.

I suppose it's old age
creeping up on my bones.

You're not dead yet.

No, I'm not.
Not by a long sight.

I'm sound and as tough
as hickory.

But after three score and ten,
the Lord warns us to prepare.

That's why Eben keeps coming
into my head.

Now that his cursed sinful brothers
have gone on the path to hell,

there's nobody left but Eben.

And me?

Am I not left?

Why so sudden
you like Eben so much?

Why you say nothing about me?

Am I your wife or not?

Your lawful wife?

Yes, you are.

So you plan to leave the farm
to Eben, do you?

Leave?

I'm not giving it to anyone.

When you go,
what do you plan to do?

Bury it with you?

I guess not.

But if I could, I would.

If I could in my dying hour, I'd
set it afire and watch it burn.

This house, every ear
of corn, every tree,

down to the last blade of hay.

I'd sit and know
that it was all dying with me.

No one else would ever own
what was mine.

Except my animals,
I'd turn them free.

And me?

You'd be turned free too.

Ah.

This is the thanks that I get
for marrying you?

To have you turn kind to Eben
who hates you,

and talk of turning me out
on the road

Now, Anna, you know I...

Let me tell you one thing
or two about your son Eben.

Where has he gone? To see
that woman in the village.

I tried to stop him
from disgracing you and me.

He's a sinner, natural born.

It's lust eating his heart.

And his lust for me?

Can you find excuses for that?

- Lust for you?
- Yeah. What do you think

he was talking about when
you heard us quarreling, huh?

I'll kill him.

I'll get the shotgun
and blow his soft brains

- to the top of them elm trees.
- Stop it!

- By heaven I will!
- Stop!

Listen, Ephraim,
it was not anything bad.

It was just a boy fooling.

He did not mean
anything serious.

Just joking and teasing.

Well, then
why did you say "lust"?

Well, it sounded worse
than I meant.

Sometimes the American words
get confused in my head.

I was angry

because I thought that you are
going to leave him the farm.

Then I'll horsewhip him
off the place

- if that'll please you.
- Oh, no.

You wouldn't drive him off.

Where would be the sense?

Who would you get
to help you on the farm?

Well, there's something
in what you say.

You got a head
on your shoulders.

We'll let him stay.

I oughtn't get so angry
at that young calf.

But what son of mine will keep
on here on the farm after me?

Simeon and Peter have gone to
hell and Eben's following them.

All these three sons and not
one of them's worth nothing.

Who'll keep on here after me?

There is me.

You're a woman.

I'm your wife.

That's not me.

A son is me, mine, my blood.

Mine ought to get mine.

Then it's still mine.

Even though I'm 6 feet
under the ground, you see?

I see.

Maybe the Lord
will give us a son.

A son, Anna, to you and to me?

Yes.

You are a strong man yet.

It's not impossible, is it?

Why do you stare like that?

Have you never thought
of it before?

Oh, I've been thinking
of it all the time.

Ever since the first day
I came here.

Yes.

And I've been praying
it would happen too.

You've been praying, Anna,
for a son for us?

I want a son.

It would be the blessing
of God.

There wouldn't be anything that I
wouldn't do for you then, Anna.

You'd only have to ask
and anything you'd mind to.

Will you leave the farm
to me then?

To me and to your son?

I'd do anything you ask.

I tell you I swear it.

May I be everlastingly damned
if I don't.

( thunder rolling
and rain spattering )

( Ephraim indistinctly
speaking )

( Anna indistinctly speaking )

( Ephraim and Anna
indistinctly speaking )

Listen, Anna.

When I first came here 50-odd
years ago, I was just 20.

But the strongest
and the hardest 20

anybody ever saw.

Ten times as strong
and 50 times as hard as Eben.

This place was nothing
but fields of stones.

Folks laughed when I took it, but
they didn't know what I knowed.

When you can make corn sprout out
of stones, God's living in you.

And they weren't
strong enough for that.

They reckoned God was easy.

But they were wrong,
God's hard.

God's in the stones.

"Build my church on a rock,
out of stones,

"and I'll be in them."

That's what he meant to Peter.

Stones.

I picked them up and picked them
up and piled them into walls.

You can read the years of my
life out there in them walls.

( creaking )

There were lonesome years.

I took two wives and they
both died without knowing me.

They left me three sons and
I was lonelier than ever.

I lived with the boys, but they
hated me because I was hard.

And I hated them
because they were soft.

( creaking )

They were the sons of my body,

but they were never
the sons of my spirit.

In the spring, the call came.

The voice of God crying in my
wilderness and in my lonesomeness,

and I sought you
and I found you.

Are you any the wiser
for all I've told you?

Maybe.

You don't know nothing.

And you never will.

If you don't have a son
to redeem you.

You will have a son,
I promise you.

A son of your body.

A son of your spirit too.

How can you promise?

Maybe I have second sight.

Maybe I can foretell
the future.

I believe maybe you can.

It's cold in this house.

It's uneasy.

There's something poking about
in the dark, in the corners.

Where are you going?

I'm going out
to tend to my animals.

I won't be back till late,
till I've finished.

( door closes )

( footsteps )

( clanking )

( footsteps )

( creaking )

ANNA:
Mm.

You shouldn't, Eben.

I can make you happy.

I don't wanna be happy
with you.

You do, Eben.
Why do you lie?

I hate the sight of you.

Well, I kissed you anyway.

And you kissed back.

And your lips were burning.

If you hate me,
why did you kiss me back?

Why were your lips burning?

It's like poison on them.

You're no good, Eben.
You're not a man.

You're everything
your father says you are.

You are nothing.

What did you come in here for

if you thought I was
so good for nothing, huh?

Did you think
I was in love with you?

A weak thing like you.

Oh, do not be proud.

You are here, you are young.

I'm tired of old men.

It is as simple as that.

Get out of my room.

This is my room and
you're only hired help.

Get out of here
before I kill you.

I'm not afraid.

You want me, don't you?

Yes, you do.

And you are like your father.

He will never kill
what he wants.

Look at your eyes,
they are burning up.

And look at your lips now.

They're trembling
and longing to kiss me.

( chuckles )

I'm going to make all
of this house my own.

There is one room
that is not mine yet.

But it's going to be mine now.

Will you come courting me
in the parlor, Mr. Cabot?

I will expect you
before long, Eben.

( mellow theme playing )

( thunder rolling )

( romantic theme playing )

Eben, I sit here so frightened
you will not come.

I'm a bad woman, I lie to you.

I tell you this
only because you're here,

because you're young,
because I...

Because I'm tired of old men.

It isn't true, Eben,
It isn't true.

I love you. I love you.

For so long
I've wanted to say that.

Now I can it say to you.

I love you. I love you.

And I love you, Anna.

Now I can say it.

I've been dying for want of you
every moment since you came.

( romantic theme playing )

( upbeat theme playing )

This is the first time in my whole
life I have ever been happy.

( romantic theme playing )

EPHRAIM:
Whoa.

Are you finished there
so they won't fall out?

Don't worry
you won't lose them.

I'll be back before dark.

( mellow theme playing )

( romantic theme playing )

( upbeat theme playing )

What's the matter, old boy?

A couple of nails
will put that right.

Ever since my mother died,
I've had to hide what I am,

what I'm like, from
everybody, to protect myself.

Now you are here to protect me.

I will, Anna.

You loved your mother molto.

Very much, didn't you?

Yes.

My mother died when I was
small, far away from here.

Poor.

In a village where men
walked slow with awareness

and the animals cried
with hunger.

I've had a hard life.

Now you will help me
forget it, won't you?

I'll help you.

Years of trouble.

A servant
in the homes of others.

Then in the port of Naples, I met
a seaman of an American ship.

He said he loved me, and he said
he was the captain of a ship.

We were married and I...

I thought
that finally I was free.

( chuckles )

Only it happened he was not
the captain of any ship.

And he did not love me.

My baby died, one day while
I was serving dinner

in a hotel for railroad men.

My husband left me
and went West.

And after a while, I got a
letter that he'd died too.

I was glad, thinking,
"Now I'm free for once."

Then I found
that I was free, yes.

To work once again
in the homes of others.

And do the work of others.

Almost I gave up hope of ever
doing the work of myself,

in my own home and...

And having my own land.

Such beautiful land.

And my own home.

One day, this'll be our home.

We'll have nothing to hide.

We'll be able
to come in and out

of the front door openly
at all times.

We are going to be lucky,
you and me, Eben.

For the rest of our lives.

( horse neighs ) He's back.

( suspenseful theme playing )

I'll get a hammer and nails,

we'll be back on the road
in five minutes.

( tools clanging )

( suspenseful theme playing )

Let's see,
where did I put that nail box?

Maybe I...

Ugh.

There it is.

I must be getting old
and forgetful.

( sighs )

( tools clanging )

( horse whinnies )

( Ephraim hammering )

There we are, boy, good as new.

See? I told you.

We are going to be lucky
for the rest of our lives.

( romantic theme playing )

( rooster crows )

( cow moos )

( horse neighs )

What are you smiling at?

What's funny
so early in the morning?

Nothing,
I just feel light of heart.

Well, don't waste all morning
feeling light of heart.

There's work to be done.

More coffee?

Thank you.

( door closes )

So you feel light of heart.

Yes, and you know why.

My heart too is light.

I miss you so all day.

And I miss you too.

- Do not forget me.
- I won't.

Stargazing in daylight?

Yeah.
It's pretty, ain't it?

It's a pretty farm.

I mean the sky.

How do you know? Those eyes
of yours can't see that far.

You're feeling pretty chipper
this morning, ain't you?

Where did you steal the liquor?

No, it ain't liquor,
it's just life.

Look, you and me are quits.
Let's shake hands.

What's come over you?

Don't then.
Probably just as well.

Let's get to work.

Are you bossing me now,
you calf?

Yeah, I'm bossing you.
See how you like it.

That's a born fool.

( upbeat theme playing )

( door opens then footstep )

( baby crying )

( clears throat )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( baby crying )

Sh. Sh.

( baby crying )

Well, you promised me a son
and you gave me a son.

Give thanks to the Lord.

Well, pray, Anna.
Pray and give thanks.

Leave me alone, Ephraim.

PETER AND SIMEON: ♪ I jumped
aboard The Liza ship ♪

♪ And traveled on the sea ♪

♪ And every time
I thought of home ♪

♪ I wished it wasn't me ♪

♪ Oh, California
That's the land for me ♪

♪ I'm back from California
With my washbowl on my knee ♪

( all laughing )

Oh, how much longer
do we have to go?

Ah, don't be impatient.

It ain't much further. We'll be
there right after dark.

I still don't see why we had
to come traipsing

- all the way up here?
- Oh, Pete.

Why couldn't we just stay
in New York, like you promised?

Oh, we'll have plenty of time
in New York.

Pete and me we had to come back
and show the old mule

how good we done
since we left him.

( Peter and Simeon laughing )

It'll cut 20 years
off his life.

( all laughing )

Ah, I can't wait
to see his face

when he gets a look at us.
Ha-ha-ha.

Anyway, a dutiful son's
gotta introduce his wife

- to his father, ain't he?
- He sure does.

After all,
he introduced his wife to us.

( all laughing )

He sure did. Ha-ha-ha.

Hey, you think he'll like us?

Like you?
Well, he'll love you.

He's the lovingest old man this
side of hell, ain't he Pete?

Oh, the lovingest.

Whoo!

( all laughing )

SIMEON:
Whoa.

PETER: What are you
stopping here for, Sim?

SIMEON: I wanna say
"hello" to an old friend,

pick up some of the local news.

Might be a good idea
to see what's been happening

before we show our faces.
I'll be right back.

MIN:
Who is it?

Min, it's an old, old friend.

Sim.
( Simeon laughs )

Well, look at you.

Come on in.

( Min and Simeon laughing )

That was a woman
opened that door.

I wouldn't be a mite surprised
if it was.

Well, I'm not so sure
I like this.

Me neither.

Now, girls, don't you worry.

Since Sim and me
discovered gold in California,

our taste in ladies
has changed.

Oh, Pete.

( Lucinda and Peter laughing )

It's been real nice to see you
again, Min, and thanks for the news.

What you grinning about, Sim?

We're just in time, Peter.
Just in time for the party.

What party?

There's been a christening
at our house.

A christening? Who of?

Of our brother.

We got a new brother, Peter.

They're singing and dancing and
drinking and celebrating on the farm.

First time in his life Pa ever
offered anyone a free drink.

I'm sure glad
we ain't gonna miss it.

Hey, how old you say
your father was?

Seventy something,
old as the hills.

And he just had himself
a new baby?

Yep, a son. Ha-ha-ha.

Well, I gotta meet that man.

( all laughing )

SIMEON:
Whoo-hoo.

MAN 1:
I ain't gonna be home.

( men laughing )

( indistinct chattering )

WOMAN 1:
What's going on in that house

is plain as the nose
on your face.

What do you mean?

( whispering )
The boy is the father.

( indistinct chattering
and laughing )

Do you know where Eben is?

No, I don't, Mrs. Cabot.
I haven't seen Eben in ages.

Well, since you've come,

it seems like he spends
most of his time at home.

WOMAN 2:
Oh, how are you?

That's the way I hear it.

What do you say
we go wet our whistle?

- Good idea.
- Suits me.

Do you know where Eben is?

Well, I bet
I can tell you, Anna.

I bet he's down at the church,
offering them prayers of thanksgiving.

What for?

Because unto him...
a brother is born.

( chokes )

( three men cackling )

( indistinct chattering
and laughing )

( somber theme playing )

WOMAN 3:
Oh, how are you?

( neighbors laughing )

EPHRAIM:
Why don't you dance?

I asked you here to dance,
eat, drink and be merry.

There you all sit, cackling like
a bunch of wet hens with a pip.

Swilled my liquor and guzzled
my food like hogs, haven't you?

Well, then dance for me,
can't you?

That's fair and square,
ain't it?

We're waiting for Eben.

To hell with Eben.

Eben is done for now.
I got me a new son.

( all laughing )

And you needn't laugh at Eben,
none of you.

He's my blood,
even if he's a dumb fool.

He's better than any of you.

He can do almost
as good a day's work as I can.

Yup, he sure can.

( all laughing )

Ah, laugh, you idiots.

But you're right just the same.

He can work day and night
like I can if need be.

There ain't many
can touch you, Ephraim.

A son at 76.

That's a real man for you.

I'm only 68
and I couldn't do it.

( all laughing )
Well, I'm sorry for you.

I never expect such weakness
from a boy like you.

And I never reckon
you had it in you neither.

Well, I got a lot in me.

A lot that folks
don't know about.

Well, I'll be a...

Simeon and Peter.

( indistinct chattering )

SIMEON:
Hi, folks.

Hiya, Pa.

Howdy, Pa.

EPHRAIM: Hm. Where'd
you get them clothes?

Look like you dressed up
to play in a circus.

Oh, these are the latest things
in San Francisco.

Well, ain't you gonna shake
our hands?

Why not?

Today I'd shake any man's
hand, even my own son's.

Where did you pick
them critters up?

Are they the latest thing
in San Francisco too?

Oh, let me make the
introductions nice and proper.

This is my wife, Florence, Pa.

Well, I'll be...

And this one's mine, Lucinda.

Marrying critters like that
in San Francisco these days?

Must be some town.

Very pleased to meet you,
Mr. Cabot.

Yes, especially
on this happy day.

It is a happy day, ain't it?

And we heard the news, Pa.

Congratulations.
Have a cigar.

Yep, I finally got me a son

that's gonna be worth something
when he grows up to be a man.

And he won't be wearing
yellow shoes like them neither.

And I guarantee that he won't
be leaving the land,

chasing after sinful, easy gold
in the West and sinful, easy...

SIMEON:
Oh, no, Pa.

We're only gonna be here
a little while.

We got a date in New York,
to look at a mansion.

- Yeah.
- Save the sermons for Eben.

Yeah. Where is he?

Ain't he included
in this celebration?

Anna, go get Eben.

Tell him his worthless brothers are
here with two worthless women.

Tell him to come down
and say "hello."

( indistinct chattering
and laughing )

And bring the boy.

I want to introduce him
to his no account brothers

while they're still rich
and wearing yellow shoes.

Because the next time
he sees them,

it's a hundred percent certain they
won't have a penny to their names.

They'll be hanging around
whining and groveling

for their meals
and a place to lay their heads.

Now, Pa,
Don't you worry about us.

Ain't he a funny man?

Yeah.

I don't hold
with ladies drinking,

but I guess you're not ladies,
so it's all right.

( neighbors laughing )

To our brother.

I'll drink to that.

( neighbors cackling )

Well, what are you standing
around for?

Fiddle up. Give them something
to dance to.

What are you, an ornament?

Ain't this a celebration?

Then grease your elbow
and get to it.

( groans )

Here goes.

( exhales profoundly )

Come on.
Get in there and dance.

What's the matter with you?
Dance.

Well, come on, dance.
What are you here for?

Dance! Come on!

MAN: Hold hands and center, join
hands and circle to the right.

( neighbors laughing )

( somber theme playing )

- Anna...
- Sh.

He looks like you.

Does he? I can't tell.

Mm, exactly.

I don't like this.

I don't like pretending
that what's mine is his.

I've been doing it all my life.

Eben, we are doing
the best we can.

We've got to wait.

They want you to come down.
Your brothers are here.

I saw them, dressed up like
monkeys with their fancy women.

Aren't you going
to say "hello" to them?

They're only staying
little a while.

I don't wanna see them.

I don't wanna have nothing
to do with them

I've bought them out.
Let them stay away from here.

What will I tell them?
I have to go back.

Tell them you couldn't find me.

( crowd laughing )

I can't stand it, the fiddle
playing and the laughing.

( baby crying )

Don't be afraid. I love you.

I won't let any harm
come to you.

( celebrating continues )

MAN: You walk like
bride down the aisle.

Good boys. Good girls.

MAN:
Face your partners.

Good!

Out of my way.
You're a bunch of cowards.

I'll show you dancing.

MAN:
Go on, Ephraim, do it.

EPHRAIM:
Yippee!

Look at me, 76 if I'm a day.
Ha-ha-ha.

I'd invite you to dance
at my 100th birthday,

only you'll all be dead
by then.

( Lucinda giggles )

I'm the only man in the party.

Whee, whoo! Yippee!

Whee! Whee!

Whee!

Yee-hoo!

Yippee! Whee! Whee!

Ha-ha-ha. I'm an Indian!

I'm an Indian, and I killed Indians
in the west before you were born.

I scalped them too.

( Ephraim laughs )

An eye for an eye,
that's my motto.

( upbeat theme playing )

I took vengeance on them!

Look at me. I can kick
the branches off the tree.

Whee!

Aah!

( laughs )

( women screaming )

Whoo-hoo!

Well, I beat you.

I beat you all.

( men and women laughing )

SIMEON: I told you he
was a loving old man.

Yeah.

- You all right?
- Yeah. I am now.

- Put your hat on.
- Wow. Oh.

The father, the new father.

Mm. What a family.

Keep your hands off of me.

( laughs )

( Florence laughing )

Hey, the old boy sure
can dance, can't he?

He sure can dance.

- Yeah.
- But know what I heard?

What?

( indistinct whispering )

( laughing )

Where's Anna?
Where's the child?

She came down with him and she
watched you dance for a while,

then she went in again.

Then maybe I shouldn't
have danced.

( women laughing )

Well, what are you
guffawing about?

It's your fault.

She remembers the way you behaved
to her the day she came.

What are you doing here?
You and your two fancy women?

- Get off of my land.
- Now, Pa...

Don't "Pa" me.
I don't recognize you.

You're buzzards at a feast.
Get out of here.

Well, I certainly don't intend
to stay anyplace

where I'm not welcome.

Come on, Lucinda.

Fancy women. Our wives?

Why, for 2 cents,
I'd tell you...

Keep quiet, Sim.

We got revenge enough.
We don't need anymore.

Come on. Ha-ha-ha.

( Peter and Simeon laughing )

If thy right eye offend thee, pluck
it out and cast it from thee.

If thy right hand offend thee, cut
if off and cast it from thee.

( woman laughs )

( all laughing )

Well, why are you all so quiet?
Go ahead, fiddle up.

( violin playing slow music )

( indistinct chattering )

Even the music
can't drive it out.

There's something dark in the
corners of this house prowling.

There's no peace and no rest.

Where you going, Ephraim?

I'll be back.

I'm going down to the barn
to rest a spell.

Well, the party's young yet

and there's plenty
of liquor left in the keg.

No sense in spoiling it all

just because the old fool's
out of breath.

( all laugh )

- Well, here you are.
- Yeah.

- Your brothers were here.
- Yeah, I saw them.

Why didn't you come
and say "hello"

to the prodigal sons?

Coming back
with their yellow shoes.

Maybe they'd have given you
a nugget of gold

and let you look
at their wives.

I don't want anything
from them.

- I'm quits with them.
- Me too.

I drove them off.

That might be a good thing to put
on your tombstone when you die.

"Here lies Ephraim Cabot.
He drove everybody off."

You can put worse things
than that on tombstones.

You should come up
to the dance.

They're all asking for you.

Yeah? Well, let 'em ask.

There's a parcel
of pretty girls up there.

I don't care.

You ought to be marrying
one of them soon.

Look, I'm not marrying anybody.

You might earn a share
of a farm that way.

The way you did you mean?
No, I'm not that kind.

Be careful now.
It was your mother's folks

that aimed to steal
my farm from me.

Yeah?
That's not what I heard.

It don't matter.
I got me a farm anyway.

- Where?
- Here.

Oh, you have, have you?

Ha, ha. That's a good one.

You'll see.

Yeah, I'll see.
So will you.

( laughing )

- What are you laughing about?
- You.

Heaven almighty,
you're dumb, you're a farmer.

If you weren't a barn donkey,

you'd know you'll never own
a stick or a stone on it.

Especially now that he's born.
It's his when I die.

And I'll live to be a hundred
years and fool you all.

He'll be grown by then.
Your age, almost.

You think you can
get around that some way?

It'll be hers too. Anna's.
You can't get around her.

She's not like the others.
She's hard. Hard like me.

She knows your tricks.
She'll be too much for you.

She wants the farm for her own.

She wants the farm for her own.
She was afraid of you.

She told me
you were sneaking around,

trying to make love to her
to win her over to your side.

- You idiot.
- You're lying.

Anna never said any such thing.

She did. She did.
You know what I said?

I said,
"I'll blow his brains out."

She said,
"No, no, no. Don't do that.

"That don't make sense.

"Who will you get to help you
farm in his place?"

It was then that she said
that we ought to have a son.

And I said, "If we do,

"you can have anything
that I own

"that you have a mind to."
And you know what she said?

She said, "I want Eben cut off

"so this farm will be mine
when you die."

And that's what happened,
ain't it?

The farm's hers.
You know what's yours?

The dust in the road,
that's yours now.

- Ha-ha-ha. You gonna laugh now?
- I'll kill her.

Oh, you...

( dramatic theme playing )

( both grunting )

EPHRAIM:
Why, you...

( Eben groans )

ANNA:
Eben!

Let go, you're killing him.

Eben. Eben.

Eben.

Don't worry, Anna,
I wasn't aiming to kill him.

He's not worth hanging for.

Seventy-six, and him 25,
and look where he ended up

by thinking
his father was easy.

Well, by God's will,
I ain't easy.

And him upstairs,
I'll raise to be like me.

I'm going back to sing
and dance and celebrate.

Don't think there's anymore
mischief in him, Anna.

But if he gets pesky,
you just sing out,

and I'll come a-running and turn
him across my knee and spank him.

( Eben sighs )

Get away from me.

It's me, Anna.
Don't you know me?

( groans )

I know you now.

Eben, what's happened to you?

Why do you look at me
as if you hated me?

You're black and rotten.

You don't know
what you're saying.

Nothing but a stinking
bunch of lies.

Every word you ever told me.
Day and night, lies.

Telling me you loved me.

I do. It wasn't a lie.

You made a fool out of me.

You wanted a son
so he'd give you my farm.

Well, now you got your son.
And like Pa says,

I got the dust in the road.

There must be a devil in you.

It's not human
to be bad as that.

- He told you.
- Yes, he told me.

And it's true, ain't it?

There's no sense lying anymore.

Eben, listen.
You have to listen.

It was long ago,
before we touched each other.

You hated me.

And I said it
to get revenge on you.

And I wish you were dead.

I wish I was dead too along
with you before this happened.

But I'll get my revenge now.

Don't, Eben.

I did not mean to hurt you.
Forgive me.

I'll get square with him
and you too.

I'll tell him the truth
about the son he's so proud of,

and then I'll leave you here
to poison each other.

You won't leave me.
You can't, Eben.

Oh, can't I? Can't I?

I'll go West
like Simeon and Peter,

and I'll ten times as rich
as they did, and I'll come back

and I'll fight him
for the farm he stole.

I'll kick you both out
on the road to beg

and sleep in the woods
and your son along with you

- to starve and die.
- He's your son too, Eben.

I wish he'd never been born.
I wish he'd die this minute.

I wish I'd never set eyes
on him.

It's him that's changed
everything.

Oh.

Eben, answer me a question.

Did you believe
I loved you before he came?

Yeah, like a dumb ox.

And you don't believe me
anymore?

No.

And did you really love me
before?

Yes.

And I thought you loved me.

And you don't love me now?

I hate you.

You're truly going West,
going to leave me

on account of his being born?

I'm going in the morning.

Well, if that's
what his coming has done to me,

killing your love,
taking you away,

the only good thing I ever had in
my whole life, then I hate him too.

Even if I am his mother.

Lies.

You love him.

He'll steal the farm for you.

That farm doesn't mean
anything to me anymore.

No, it's you.

Lying to me, getting me to love
you, telling me you love me.

Just to have a son to steal
60 acres of dirt for you.

I do love you.
I'll prove it to you.

No matter how much I love him.

Don't lie anymore.

I'm deaf to you.

I'm not seeing you again.
Goodbye.

Eben, wait. Wait.

I want to tell you, if
I could make it up,

like he'd never come between
us, if I could prove to you

that I wasn't scheming
to steal anything from you,

so everything would be the same
between us, if I could do it,

you'd love me again,
wouldn't you?

You'd kiss me.

You'd never leave me,
would you?

I guess not.

But you're not God, are you?

You can't change
what's happened.

Remember you've promised.

Maybe I can take back
one thing that God has done.

I'm gonna dance now.

Pa says there's a lot
of pretty girls out there.

I'll prove to you.

I'll prove I love you better.

I love you better than anything
else in the world.

( somber theme playing )

( birds chirping )

( rooster crows )

( door opens and closes )

( footsteps )

( suspenseful theme playing )

Eben. Eben.

I did it, Eben.

I've proved I love you
better than anything.

You can't ever doubt me
anymore.

Whatever you've done,
it's no good now.

Oh, no, don't say that.
Kiss me, Eben.

I need you to kiss me
after what I've done.

I need you to say
that you love me.

I've been thinking,
I'm not gonna tell Pa anything.

If I did, he'd just be mean and
have to take it out on the baby.

I don't want anything
happen to him.

He's not to blame for us. And
he looks like me and he's mine.

And someday
I'll back to claim him.

Oh, you don't have to go now.
There's no reason for it.

There's nothing to come between
us now after what I've done.

Why? What have you done?

I killed him.

You, you killed him?

Yes.

( sighs )

Serves him right.

Well, I've gotta do
something quick

to make it look like he killed
himself by accident.

When he was drunk.

I-I-I can prove it by everybody.
He was here yesterday,

- how drunk he was.
- Oh.

Not him.

That's what I should
have done, isn't it?

I should have
killed him instead.

Why didn't you tell me?

"Instead"? What do you mean?

Not him.

The...? The...?
The baby?

Yes.

Oh, God.

I put a pillow over his face.

Oh.

- I didn't want to do it.
- No, he was mine.

I loved him,
but I loved you more.

You were going away far off,
I'd never see you again,

I'd never kiss you again.

You said you hated me
for having him.

You said you hated him and
you wished that he was dead.

You said that
if it wasn't for him,

everything would be
the same between us.

( sobbing )

I never said that.

I never dreamed you'd...

I'd-I'd-I'd kill myself before
I hurt one finger of his hand.

Oh, don't look at me like that.

Not after what I've done.

For you, for us,
so we can be happy again.

I see your game.

Oh, the same old
sneaking trick.

Wanting to blame me
for the murder you did.

Don't, Eben. Don't.

Don't touch me, you're poison.

How could you?
Murdering a little baby?

You must have
given your soul to hell.

I see why you did it.

You wanted to steal
the last thing he'd left me.

You knew he was mine
and you couldn't stand it.

You killed him for being mine.

Well, I'm going for the sheriff and
I'm gonna tell him everything.

And then have you taken away
and locked up.

And then I'll sing

"I'm off to California,
fields of gold in the West."

( suspenseful theme playing )

I'm going for the sheriff
to come and get you.

I want you taken away
and locked up.

I never wanna see you again.

I love you, Eben.
I love you!

I don't care what you do, if
you will only love me again.

( mellow theme playing )

( sobbing )

( door opens )

( footsteps )

Thunder and lightning, I haven't
slept so late in 50 years.

Sun must be up an hour.

It must have been the dancing
and the liquor.

Must be getting old.

Well,
I hope Eben's out working.

You might have taken the
trouble to wake me up, Anna.

Got breakfast cooked?

Feeling weak?

Maybe you ought to lie down
as well.

Your son's gonna be
needing you soon.

He's gonna wake up with a gnashing
appetite, the way he's sleeping.

He's never going to wake up.

He takes it after me
this morning.

I haven't slept so late
in 50 years.

He's dead.

What?

I killed him.

- Are you drunk? Crazy?
- I killed him!

Go up and see
if you don't believe me.

( harried footsteps )

Why did you do it?

Why?

I asked you,
"Why did you do it?"

Why did you kill my son?

Don't touch me!
He wasn't your son.

You think I'd have a son
by you?

I hated the sight of you
and I always have.

It's you I should have murdered
if I had any sense in my head.

I hate you, I love Eben.

I did from the beginning.

And it was Eben's son.

Mine and Eben's, not yours.

So that was it.

That's what I felt
in this house,

skulking around the corners
while you lied.

And now he's dead.

I felt his heart.

Don't cry. Don't.

You've got to be like stone.

Like the rock of judgment.

If he was Eben's,
I'm glad he's gone.

Maybe I suspected
something all along.

I felt there was something
unnatural somewheres.

You keeping me away from you
like I was a stranger.

And the house
got lonesome cold.

Driving me down to the barn,
to the beasts of the field.

I must have suspected
something.

You didn't fool me.
Not altogether, anyway.

I'm too old a bird.

So you wished that you'd murdered
me instead of him, do you?

Well, I'll live
to be a hundred.

I'll live to see you hung.

I'll deliver you up to the
judgment of God and the law.

I'm gonna get the sheriff now.

You don't have to.

Eben's gone for him.

Eben's gone for the sheriff?

Yes.

To tell against you?

Well, I'm thankful for him
saving me the trouble.

He, he should have been my son,
Anna.

You should have loved me.

I'm a man.

If you'd loved me, I'd have
never told any sheriff on you,

no matter what you did.
You could boil me alive.

There is more to it
than you could ever understand.

For your sake, I hope there is.

( melancholic theme playing )

God.

God almighty.

Anna. Anna.

Forgive me.

Eben.

I love you, forgive me.

I forgive you all the sins
in hell for saying that.

I was waiting, I got to
thinking of you, Yes.

I got to thinking
of how much I loved you.

And then I knew then that I still
loved you and that I always would.

- Yes, yes.
- I ran back.

I cut across the fields
and through the woods.

We still might have time
to run away.

No, I can't, Eben.

I have to take my punishment,
I have to pay for my sin.

Then I wanna share it with you.

No.

I gave you the idea,
I wished he was dead.

No, it was me alone.

I'm as guilty as you are.

We both did wrong from the start,
but now it's my murder too.

I'll tell the sheriff that.

And if you deny it, I'll say we planned
it together, and he'll believe me.

It'll all seem true to them
anyway.

And it is true way down,
I did help you somehow.

I don't want you to suffer.

I've got to pay
for my part of this, Anna.

Whatever happens,
I wanna share it with you.

Prison, death, hell.
Anything.

I won't let you.
I can't, Eben.

You can't help yourself.

For once, I've got you beat.

I'm not beat
as long as I've got you.

( footsteps )

( door opening )

So here you are in this room.

You make a slick pair
of murderers.

You both ought to be hung
on the same limb

and left there
to swing in the breeze and rot.

A warning to old fools like me to
bear their lonesomeness alone.

And the young fools like you
to hobble their lust.

It's gonna be lonesomer now
than ever it was before.

I'm getting old
and bitter, Lord.

They've come for you.

EPHRAIM:
This way, Jim.

Here they are.

I lied to you
this morning, Jim.

I helped her to do it,
you can take me too.

Take 'em both.

Well,

that's pretty good for you.

You're harder than I thought
you knew how to be.

Well, I've got to round up
the stock.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

( melancholic theme playing )

( door closes )

Well, we'd better start.

( birds chirping )

Yeah, it's a dandy farm,
there's no denying that.

Wished it was mine.

Come on, Seth.

( dramatic theme playing )