All language subtitles for Swamp Fire 1946

[MUSIC]

Here in the Delta Country of Louisiana,

where the Mississippi

merges with the Gulf,

at Pilottown, 90 river miles below New

Orleans, lives a courageous

and colorful group of men,

the associated bar pilots. Summer and

winter, calm and storm,

the bar pilots are on duty,

taking ships across the dangerous bars

into the river. There

the river pilots take over

and guide the craft northward to New

Orleans. Always members

of the Coast Guard Reserve,

the bar pilots enlisted for active duty

during the war. Most

continued their piloting duties.

Others were assigned to combat. Our story

is about one of

these, pilot Johnny Duval,

returns from combat duty

to his home on the Delta.

[MUSIC]

[MUSIC]

Well, do something. Don't just sit there.

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Now what do I do? How do you like that?

Not even a scratch on your boat. Well, at

least you can't sue me

for smashing that peanut.

Hey, you act like you're scared. I am.

Big boy like you. Will that hollow log

carry the both of us to Delta Island?

Probably. Well, what are we waiting for?

I'm going the other way, Cypress Point.

Doesn't the word chivalry mean anything

to you down here, or do you still beat

your women? All right

if it's money you want.

You'll find a pier on the other side of

the bayou. Go out on it and thumb a ride

to pilot town. Somebody there

will take you to the island.

I guess I lost my temper. Sorry. Is there

a boat I could rent at Cypress

Point or a phone I could use?

I don't know. I've been away. There used

to be a phone. Come on. Get him.

Water swishing]

Were you in the Navy? Coast Guard. Well,

why did, uh, this, um, the Cypress Point

place, what's it like?

All like any other buyer settlement.

Few houses, store.

Not much to come home to, is it?

I mean after what you've

seen, cities and strange places.

I like it.

How can you know until you get back?

I was born here. I grew up here.

That's how I know.

And it's peaceful.

You don't think much of it, do you?

Oh, don't tell me the swamp grows on you.

Or maybe it does if you see it through

the eyes of someone else.

Perhaps you'll show me around.

I'm going to be busy for a while.

But I know a swamp boy that'll show you

the whole Delta country for a buck.

It's Johnny Duval

who's coming. Johnny Duval!

Johnny, Johnny, Johnny,

Johnny, Johnny, Johnny!

Johnny's home!

Come on, Johnny, Johnny Duval's back!

Shh! You make too much noise.

But Johnny's back. He's coming.

Grandma! Grandma! It's Johnny!

Grandpa, it's Johnny Duval! He's home!

Oh, he doesn't know he's coming.

Grandpa, Grandpa the net! Put it away!

Grandma, copy!

You crab and shrimp and okra, Tim.

Run in kitchen, make for him gumbo.

Nothing for a Johnny too good, huh?

There's no use you stick

around like you don't hear.

Johnny, he's back.

I hear good.

Mike, you go home.

I go, my Tony.

Pretty soon he gets tired

from by you, I come back.

You think he stay?

You think you'll be good enough for him?

You think he m...

You think he marry with you?

But I keep my promise,

Tony. I'm marry with you.

Get out of here. Mike, tell her that you get out of here.

Okay, okay, I go.

Do I look all right, Grandpa?

Johnny will have eyes only for you.

Run now, little chicken.

You've been away a long time, Johnny.

Good to see you once again, Johnny.

Johnny, what's the

matter? Can't you smile?

I'm home.

Who's that?

She didn't say.

I hate to interrupt, but

who could I see about a boat?

Johnny!

My friend, my good friend Johnny.

The lady wants to hire a boat.

Mamuzelle likes oysters.

What's that got to do with it?

The only boat available, Mamuzelle, she is lovely. Where is it?

And at all!

See you here, Felicitet!

I am the father, me.

Oh, there's plenty more.

Felicitet, you go and

find my kalowich, Papa.

- We'll get him, Papa. - Good, good.

Everyone, quick, please.

Find my kalowich! I'm going to find my kalowich. I'm going to find my kalowich. Please, find my kalowich!

Beautiful.

Mamuzelle can use his boat.

Thanks.

Mr. Dubois...

Ah, pardon me.

Thanks for the ride.

City people come down

here and make fun of us.

Forget it.

Come in with me now. I

have something to show you.

- But I'm still wet. - Water

never hurt anyone. Come on.

I'll go and finish the coffee.

Hello, Mike.

Hello.

Where is the uniform?

Don't have any medals to pin on it?

I see Captain Pierre yesterday.

He asked somebody when you

were coming back to work.

He still thinks you can handle ship.

- Mike, you shut your big

mouth. - What did I say wrong?

Any going back to Palatine over the barn?

Scared?

- One little accident? - Mike, you go on.

If he wants to fight with me, let him.

Go away.

Don't fight with him,

Johnny. He's a bad one.

If you beat him, he'll

wait for a chance to kill you.

I have no reason to fight

him. What he said was true.

He's just mad because the Coast Guard

wouldn't take him, and

they made you an officer.

He's jealous.

Jealous of me or you?

Both of us. Together.

Forget him. Now what

were you going to show me?

Come on.

For the best bar

pilot in the whole world.

- But we'll try it on. - No, Tony.

I couldn't pilot an oyster

lugger across to buy you.

But Captain Pierre, he expects you.

Pierre, I'll understand. So will your

grandfather. They're sailors.

They know what happens to

a man when he loses a ship.

I lost one, and I lost a lot of men.

But that was a battle.

It wasn't your fault.

Whether it was or not,

I have no confidence.

Piloting is out.

Would you throw me over

for Mike if I'm not a pilot?

I don't care what you

are, as long as you stay.

Pierre will find something for me to do.

If not, I can always make a living

running a line of traps.

Johnny's all right. We've just got to

help him get back on his feet, that's all.

His superior writes me

that physically he's okay.

But mentally, he blames

himself for losing that DE.

No one else does. It was just one of

those things that happened in combat.

But now he's scared of

ships, scared of responsibility.

I had a talk with him, and he's willing

to come back. But he's a boatman.

Oh, no. Why, he's the

best pilot around here.

Well, sure, we all know that. A boatman.

Why not let him sweep out the joint?

I know what I'm doing. And

you've got to hand it to him.

He has pride, and yet he's willing to

roll you guys back and forth.

Well, what do you want us to do, Pierre?

He's on that mailboat that's coming in

now. You figure out how to act.

(RUMBLING)

Mail.

Well, how did he get here?

I don't know. He's

too small to row a boat.

Oh, give the guy a chance. If he's no

good, we can always

feed him to the gothish.

Johnny, you bled!

(ALL CHATTERING)

I'd just as soon take your turn, Pete.

Oh, it's nothing. By the time I get out

there, I'll be okay.

Let's shove off, Johnny.

What's the matter, sir?

Just a stomachache. Come on.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

How you doing, sir?

Me? I'm fine.

Gonna be fog tonight, eh?

How do you know?

Itches a little bit in my right ear.

When gonna be damp,

always itches me that ear.

That's better than the barometer.

You'll laugh, but when we

get outside the river, you see,

Captain Delling wants his earthquake.

What's the magic, Captain?

Your signal is getting

worse and definitely more.

(DOOR OPENS)

Maybe we ought to go back.

No, no, I'll make it.

I don't think you ought

to take the chance, sir.

We haven't got time to go

back with somebody else.

Yelling for a pilot for two hours.

Let him yell. It's not that

important. It's only a yacht.

Yeah, the sweetheart.

The man that owns it throws a lot of

weight around New Orleans.

It's that important.

Give me a hand, Johnny.

How did Tim get my jacket and bag?

I still think we ought to go back.

They may have to throw a line around me,

but I'll get aboard.

Let me sit down a minute.

I'll be all right.

He can't make it.

Ain't no cancer in this business, Johnny.

Especially when the

ship is sitting out there.

He's got to come in.

She can wait.

Captain Daly's got him a job to do.

He do it sick. Oh, no sick.

If I was on his slate, I would do it.

If there was bad storm, we'd have some

excuse, but, sir, a little far.

Permission, sir?

Permission granted, sir. What are you doing in there?

I still hold a pilot's commission.

No, John.

Bill, come here.

Bill, you're going to do some rowing.

Yes, sir, Johnny. Wish me luck. The best. You get over there sickness quick.

A, Captain Daly. Must have been something I ate. He almost went overboard.

Nonsense. A mill pump.

Those boys come aboard in a hurricane.

I could do it tonight.

Why don't you try it, Dad?

Pilot Duval, sir.

The swamp boy. Where's your parole?

Tenet.

Father, this is Mr. Duval.

So he said. I must say you took your time getting here. I'm in a hurry. Let's get underway. Oh, he's really not as bad as he sounds. Why do you blow the whistle?

Keep a safe course.

But how do you know...

Echoes.

They bounce back and

tell us how far off we are.

No, the other day, I...

Keep quiet. I'm trying to listen.

Who do you think you are?

I'm in charge of this ship as pilot.

You can't keep quiet. Get out.

Don't you dare order me

around, you big business!

I'll take over myself.

(SIREN WAILING)

Good job, sir. We're in the river.

Yes, sir. We're in.

You on the job?

No, but I've been away.

First trip this time?

It takes a man a while

to get back in the swing.

I brought her in, didn't I?

Okay, pilot. I'll hold her along.

Sorry, I was so abrupt, Miss Hilton.

Abrupt? So that's what you call it?

I was seeing ghosts.

What kind of ghosts?

Ships. Ships that weren't there.

But I won't see them anymore. Good night.

Good night.

What's this for?

For the ride, remember?

I can't keep it. Good night.

Oh!

Hurt yourself?

Not badly. Help me up.

(WHISTLING)

Johnny Duvall!

That's right, Peyton. How are you?

Fine. I see you got your commission back.

Temporarily.

Captain Peyton.

River pilot.

Or, uh...

Do you prefer bar pilots?

Now, that depends.

Well, if I do say so myself, I think it

was a pretty good performance.

You better duck out. I think I hear you.

What are you doing up

here on pilot's quarters?

Coming back. I did some thinking, sir.

And?

I think I was framed.

You've made it, didn't you?

Yes, sir. I made it.

I knew you would. All you wanted was a

chance to kick that

hoodoo in your mind overboard.

I'll fill out your papers.

By Monday, you'll be back in active duty.

And I recommend that he be...

recommissioned as lieutenant

in the Coast Guard Reserve.

With specific duties as bar pilot.

Come here once more early round, eh?

You gonna behave yourself tonight, Mike?

Listen to him, will you?

Don't I always behave myself?

Last time, cayenne pepper,

you spilled on the floor.

I spill it? You see me?

Time before, it was horse

head, caught up very fine.

She makes them scratch, don't it?

You bring Tony to the

dance, say Mike, tonight.

If you get a lieutenant's

cap, maybe she'll go with you.

Enough. Stop now.

Sit down, big mouth.

Say, Mike, you've been around Delta

Island last couple of days.

Why?

A man want me off my trap line.

He's in private lands now.

No more hunt, no more trap.

Yeah. What man?

A man that work for Hilton.

Why, for you let him run you off?

Well, you have it gone. I

only got a bunch of traps.

He's only got a bunch of

traps. He don't run me off.

If you see Tony, tell her to

say a couple of answers for me.

You talk all the time.

You keep on talking like

that, he's going to start a fight.

Me? I'll be right behind Johnny Duval.

For what, Captain?

See you tonight at the dance.

A present for me?

Hello, Grandma.

Hello, Johnny. Come in, come in.

Tony, she's dressing.

She makes herself beautiful for me.

My Kalawish, why don't you go home?

Johnny?

Well, the big fish come.

The little fish go.

Keeping him around in case I didn't show up.

Oh, no, Johnny. You

know Tony better than that.

Don't you tell him go away.

He just sits around like

dead catfish on sandbar.

Hush, Grandma.

I like to dance.

If you'd been on duty...

Oh, jealous, huh?

I like that. Don't stop.

I should go without you.

Oh, Johnny, wait.

Beautiful, just beautiful.

When you finish with him, I have

something to show you.

Oh, lace, Grandpa. Real lace.

I've been saving it.

Skipper, give it to me.

For my daughter, you

say, when she married.

You don't know your mother. She's a little girl. She's a little girl. You say, when she married.

You don't know your

mother is dead then, Tony.

It is yours.

Oh, no, no, Tony. It's bad.

If you man sees wedding dress before

wedding, it's going to be trouble.

Oh, fairy tales, Grandma.

Fairy tales.

Come on, Tony.

(Music)

Don't you always going to

bring Tony here to dance, Mike?

Shut up, you.

(Music)

Well, this is just like any other dance.

What did you expect of Brawl?

No, silly. Square dances.

Polkas.

Give us time.

We'll catch on to

these newfangled things.

Hello, swamp boy.

Hello.

Hi, Bob.

Did you ask her to come?

Her? Oh, her.

Yeah, sure, just in case you were busy.

I like to dance.

Well, dance with her then.

She prefers river pilots.

(Music)

You didn't say hello.

Hello. Hello, Hal. Drink?

Of course.

You don't know how surprised I was the

other night when you came

up the ladder of the yacht.

Oh, Miss Hilton, Miss Russo.

Hello.

There I've been on that ship, cooped up

for days, with nobody to talk to.

That is, nobody nice.

I was so utterly bored I could have

screamed, and suddenly

over the rail you came.

Was I ever surprised?

We danced this one, hey, Tony?

Come on.

And to think that the first time I saw

you, I thought you were just a swamp boy.

That why you asking to bring her here?

Maybe.

Look, I don't like being a stooge.

You're not, Hal. You're an angel.

Shall we dance?

Where's that drink?

Tony, you have a good time, huh?

Mikey's having wonderful time.

Sorry, Tony. What you trying to do?

Now, wait a minute. You

dance crazy like you pilot boat.

Don't walk away from my calabitch.

That Mikey don't never listen.

We're going home.

What's the matter with you letting Emil

do your fighting for you?

What's happened to you, Duval?

I knew you'd forgotten how to handle a

ship, but I thought you

still know how to use your fists.

You know why I couldn't mix with him?

Or with you either as

much as I'd like to.

Worried about the

uniform? I'll take it off.

Johnny, you're not going to let him talk

to you like that and get away with it.

Why don't you shut up and

take your hands off of him?

Were you addressing me?

Nobody else.

What right have you got to

come down here and make trouble?

Egging him on so he'll fight and maybe

get kicked out of the coast guard.

Why, I'll thank you.

Why don't you get out?

You don't belong here.

You're right. I don't

belong here among this.

Now that is he.

All right, then take him

with you if you think you can.

Tony.

Maybe I will. That

shouldn't be very difficult.

Why you swamp rat.

Will you take your hands

off me? Let me get you.

Johnny!

Johnny!

Come on, come on, Johnny.

Now get her out of here. I can't hold

this one much longer.

Do you ever wrestle an alligator?

They need us a little cool to yaw.

Johnny!

Make your hands off me!

I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!

You put me down! I hate you! Put me down!

You mustn't kick.

Ow! It's her bite!

That's not being a sport!

And you didn't act a

bit nice to Miss Hilton.

Oh! Oh, I suppose you

wanted me to act like her.

There I was, cooped up

on that ship for days.

With nothing to do but

count my shabby diamonds

and no one to talk to but a

couple of awful millionaires.

I was so utterly bored I could scream.

Aah!

I didn't know you loved me that much.

I don't. I hate you.

You were fighting over me.

And look! Look what you've done to my

best dress! It's ruined!

Oh, I'll buy you a dozen

dresses and hats and stuff.

And hats and coats and shoes. And

everything that goes with it.

You know what I'm going to do?

No, and I don't care.

Well, if you feel that way about it...

What are you going to do?

Marry you.

When?

Well, let's see. This is Saturday.

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday.

Wednesday, I get my two weeks off.

Thursday!

It's August thick as glue tonight.

Make you nervous?

Little.

If it's too foggy, let her

lay out there till morning.

It's Thursday tomorrow, Tim.

Tony's papa was piloted.

If you show up late, she forgave you.

You feel good now, eh? About piloting.

Sure, fine. I'm all right now.

I knew it comes out all right.

(dramatic music)

- Pilot DeBau reporting, sir.

- I'm Captain Sorensen.

This is Mr. Baxter, ship's owner.

- You had us worried.

Figured maybe you was going

to leave us out here all night.

- That's just what I'm gonna have to do.

- Yeah, but you can't do it.

- Wanna get stuck in the mud?

- Nonsense, a little fog

never held us up before.

- Now sit here, young man.

We've been sitting out

here in the Gulf for a week

with a busted engine.

We've got a cargo of bananas

that are getting riper by the minute.

Another day and I'll lose my shirt.

- Would you rather lose your ship?

- New man, ain't ya?

I've been on the bar a while.

What'd you say your name was?

- Duvel.

- Oh yes, Duvel.

Now I recollect.

- Well, it looks like we don't go in.

From what I hear, Duvel is careful.

Mighty careful.

- I advise against going in tonight.

- And lose a cargo?

- I wanna get in

tonight as much as you do.

But I'm not taking chances.

- Of course you're not.

Man's scared of a

little fog, can't help it.

And Duvel's got reason to be scared.

He lost a, no, calm down son, calm down.

- No, I never heard of such a thing.

Sending us an apprentice.

Radio the pilot station.

Tell him we want another man.

- You insist on going in?

I'll take you.

If we run up on the bar,

we'll hear you yelling at Baton Rouge.

Half speed ahead.

Or start yelling.

- Maybe he knows what he's talking about.

- Now don't you start worrying.

I've steamed up the

pass and fog so thick,

you could walk on it.

Duvel's all right.

A bit nervous since he came back.

But he knows the pass is like a clock.

He won't pile us up.

(somber music)

- Let her go north or half west.

- North or half west.

- Steady as she goes.

- Steady as she goes.

(somber music)

- Where are we?

I asked where are we?

- It's okay Captain, I've got her.

- That's fine.

- You wanna take over, then take over.

(somber music)

- You hear something?

- I'm not sure, sir.

(somber music)

(dramatic music) (dramatic music)

- Stop wiggling little

goose or I'll stick you.

I'll answer.

No one must see you

till wedding tomorrow.

(somber music)

(footsteps)

(somber music)

(gunshot)

- Three shots on the

bayou, three grand there.

That means somebody's dead.

Johnny?

- No child, not Johnny.

My Tim.

Oh, Grandma.

(somber music)

(somber music)

(somber music)

(somber music)

(dramatic music)

(somber music)

(somber music) (somber music)

- Guevara?

Oh yes, he went home several days ago.

- Home?

Well, he couldn't.

- I'm sorry, he went home.

- We just came from

his home, he isn't there.

- You're his sister?

- We were going to be married.

- Oh.

Wait just a moment, please.

(door opens)

- Will you look in the dismissed file,

see who signed up for John Duval?

Oh, thanks.

A lady had him moved to

her home, a Miss Hilton.

- Thank you.

- We came for John, he's upstairs asleep.

He can't see anyone, Dr. Zordis.

He can see me, I'm sorry.

- How is he?

- He's going to be all right.

At first it was awful, just lying there.

But now he knows me.

Why didn't you call us?

Why didn't you tell me?

Why, it's been two

weeks since he was hurt.

Naturally we thought that you,

and when he regained consciousness,

he said he didn't want to see anyone.

- You're not telling the truth.

I found him in the charity

ward of the French hospital.

He'd waited for you, he'd been dead.

- We didn't know where he was.

The last I saw him, he

asked for an extended leave

and went away.

- Your--

- Yeah, Moise, chief pilot.

- Oh, I see.

And now you're worried about him.

You should have worried before.

Forcing him back to the

work he feared and hated.

It's your fault he's here, and yours.

He doesn't want to see you, any of you.

He never said that.

How do you think he was hurt?

He'd been drinking for days.

We're giving him a chance

to get back on his feet.

I'm going to see him.

When he asks, I'll send for you.

I don't believe you.

- Come, child.

When he's better, he'll come back to us.

- I'll tell him you were here.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- No, Mr. DuValle does

not wish to speak to anyone.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- Aren't you being a

bit high handed, Janet?

- You know he can't go back to them.

- You mean you don't want him to go back?

I've never interfered in your life.

That's just the trouble.

- Does anyone tell you what to do?

- That's different.

- You in love with DuValle?

You're going at this all wrong.

Lies, deceit.

One of these days he's going to find out.

- I'll take that chance.

If he walks out on me,

I'll be the one who's hurt.

- I don't like to see you messing up

other people's lives.

- Dad.

He's the only man I've ever wanted.

Please, Dad, help me.

- I don't like it.

(door opens)

- Long distance, please.

Delta Island.

You don't look so unhappy.

Hello, Briggs?

- Briggs, I am sending a new man down

in a couple of weeks to work. That's right.

Johnny DuValle is his name.

Everything else all right?

Good.

Goodbye.

- Thanks, darling.

- I suppose he doesn't go.

- Just leave that to me.

(door closes)

(door closes)

(door closes)

(door opens)

(door opens)

- Stop it, you're going crazy.

You wanna hang.

- Who gonna say I did it?

- Oh.

- He don't do nothing, you stupid.

Only what they tell him to do.

If you wanna fight, go fight Hilton.

He owns all the freelance now.

- Ain't nobody gonna stop me, Trappin'.

- No, but if you start shooting people,

they gonna stop you from breathing.

- Hey Mike, you got your big job here.

Them scientists all over the marsh.

- Big job, big job.

- Sit down.

- You don't talk with Johnny Duval, eh?

- Why do I wanna talk with him?

- Oh, you don't hear about him.

He worked for Hilton.

- Since which day?

- Ah, since last week.

I see him yesterday with Womit.

Tony is over by

Piccolo-Goon hunting duck.

Maybe she would like

to hear about it, eh?

- Yeah. - Yeah, maybe she would.

Alex, I'll see you later.

- Yeah.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- First French duck today

and you have to come along.

- Ah, you wanna thank me, Tony.

- For what?

- For keep you out of jail.

You know, it's against law to hunt here.

- You better go back to your muskrats.

- Can't.

No trap either.

No fish, no trap, no hunt.

Man makes new rules, Tony.

(birds chirping)

Man's name Duval.

Yeah, Johnny Duval.

You know, Tony, for a long time,

we make our living from Martian swamp.

Pretty soon a guy comes along,

puts up a sign, it say, "Keep off."

Then we are.

So you French Johnny

Duval, you gotta work for him.

- I don't care who he works for.

- That's good, Tony.

- Oh, go on, the

ducks have stopped coming

since you got here.

- Maybe in a few days I see Johnny.

- Go away.

- You say they were, Tony?

I put a couple of bullet

holes in him, throw him in swamp.

- I said go away.

- Okay, Tony.

Goodbye.

(dramatic music)

(waves crashing)

(saidere Memorial music)

(dramatic music)

- Bring on!

(dramatic music) (dramatic music)

- Don't!

(gun fires)

You hit him!

Now he is dangerous.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- You all right, Tony?

- Will you get my parole?

- We'll take you.

- Go on, she's waiting.

All right, I'll get it myself.

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

- Thank you.

- Come on, I'll go with you.

- She's waiting for you.

Goodbye.

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- Johnny!

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- Spare a light, sir?

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- Thanks.

Remember the day we met?

You said you were scared.

So today you pick a

fight with an alligator.

- That guy Ames picked a fight.

I just finished it.

- I was a scared one today, Johnny.

Come over here and I'll tell you why.

Someday I might get mixed

up with an alligator myself

and I want you around to protect me.

Will you stay around?

- I'll stay.

- I've known a lot of men, Johnny.

Thought I loved one of

them, but he went away.

For a while I was dead inside.

Then one day, like

that, I heard it was gone.

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- Johnny.

- What is that, sounded like a shot.

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- Did you get him?

Come on, get going, you.

- Marshall, Engsted.

- Here we are, sir.

Alex, what are you doing here?

- There were two of

them running a trap wire.

- So what, is that in your--

- I'll take care of this, Johnny.

Can't you read?

- Certainly you can read.

What's that got to do with it?

- These men have been trapping and

hunting on my ground.

I've warned them.

I put up signs today warning them.

Take him down to Point Dollar House

and have him locked up.

- Wait a minute.

- Dad's right, Johnny.

It's the only way to

keep them off our land.

- Sure, Johnny, he's right.

You lock me up.

You help them.

They're your people now.

Stop us from hunting, trapping,

let our kids go hungry.

As long as you got

plenty of duck for your sport

and plenty of muskrat and mink

to make pooch for your women.

- That's enough out of you.

- Not me.

Go on, Alex.

- Why?

- You care now what

happened to Bayou people.

He buy our free martian, our swamp.

He say, get out to Bayou people.

Find other place.

Remember, Johnny,

your father and your

father's father before you hunt

and trap on this land to live,

but not you, Johnny.

- All right, Alex, beat it.

- Stay where you are.

Duval, your gang's dead back is gone.

- I don't need your help.

You run away from all of us.

Tony telephoned to you.

Tony right.

She tried very hard to see you,

but she don't be good enough for you now.

- Dad, let him go.

- We'll both go.

- Johnny, you can't go back.

- Did Tony telephoned?

- Well, yes, but--

- Did she write?

- Oh, now look, Johnny, I

was only trying to help you.

- Come on, Alex.

- All right.

I tried to make something out of you,

but you wouldn't have it.

Go back to the swamp where you belong.

- Are we gonna stay around

here all night and argue?

They shove us off the

land, they shoot at us.

- They got the law on their side.

- The law, the law.

All right, old woman,

what you want we should do?

Go to them and tell them we

are sorry we don't do it again.

Put Alex in jail

because he'd be a bad boy.

You want us to say that?

- Hilton by the land is his

right to say we cannot use it.

So we fight him?

I remember 15, 20 years ago,

we fight other men who buy the marsh.

Who win?

Not us?

- Amy'lls. - Amy'lls right?

- We get nothing by fighting.

- We get nothing by fighting.

Okay, talk to Hilton.

Talk to Johnny Duval, me.

I got a better idea.

I don't use the marsh.

They don't use the marsh.

Amy'll, I burn it.

- Shut up, Mike.

- You work for Hilton too?

Come on.

- Wait, Mike.

Set fire to the marsh and who suffer.

All of us.

Not Hilton.

He can buy other land for the hunt.

- Amy's right.

- Give Mike a drink.

Fire only drives her far away.

- Fire only drives her far away.

Okay, I don't need your help.

Call up Johnny Duval.

Yeah.

Amy'll tell him what I'm going to do.

You suckers.

- Stop him.

He won't do nothing.

Come on, Amy.

You've got the brains.

- No.

- You hurt him.

- We hear him before.

Mike full of talk.

But he don't burn nothing.

Give us a drink.

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- You're lost.

Amy'll gets too excited.

- Come in.

What's the matter?

- Trouble.

Mike is going to Delta Island.

He's crazy mad.

He'll do anything.

Maybe kill Johnny.

You love Johnny.

- He can take care of himself.

You go tell him.

Telephone him.

- I try.

The telephone.

All right.

I go.

Tony.

I'm old man.

I'll try to stop Mike.

But if I don't.

- There's a short way through the swamp.

I'll go.

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- Johnny!

Johnny, Johnny, where are you?

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- Tony!

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- Tony!

- Tony!

- Johnny!

- Johnny, where are you?

- Tony!

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- Johnny!

- Johnny!

- Tony!

- Tony!

- Tony!

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- Tank are coming down river.

- You taking her, sir?

- I wasn't going to, but all

the other boys are working.

All except you, Johnny.

Say the word and your leave is canceled.

Try it on for size.

- Be back tomorrow, Tony.

Goodbye.

- Goodbye, Johnny.

- Goodbye.

Now, wait, wait, huh?

Yeah, up there.

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