All language subtitles for Keeper.of.the.Flame.1942

[INAUDIBLE]

SAY, I'LL BET
A BRIGHT BOY LIKE YOU

CAN GET ME THROUGH
THIS OLD GATE
IF YOU WANTED TO.

Man, JEB?

JEB, WHAT
ARE YOU DOING?

OH, GOOD AFTERNOON,
MR. RICKARDS.

I FORGOT TO GIVE YOU
THIS LETTER YESTERDAY.

I TOLD YOU NEWSPAPER
FELLAS YESTERDAY

AND I TOLD YOU
THE DAY BEFORE,
NOBODY GETS INSIDE.

THAT'S MRS. FORREST'S
ORDERS.

Boy, HALT!

LEFT FACE!

EYES LEFT!

ATTENTION!

I'M SORRY,
GENTLEMEN.
NO ROOMS.

[EVERYONE TALKING AT ONCE]

NO ROOMS,
NO BATHS.

Man, GET ME
A REWRITE.

Second man,
HEY, JOE. THIS IS BENNY.

SON, STICK CLOSE BY,
WILL YOU?

OH, YES, SIR.

STILL RAINING OUT, BOB?

A SLIGHT DRIZZLE.

HELLO, JANE.

HELLO.

STEVE!

WHAT IN THE WOR--

STEVEN O'MALLEY!

OH, GEE, LET ME--

COME ON. COME
OVER HERE AND LET ME
TAKE A LOOK AT YOU.

OH, I CAN'T
BELIEVE IT.

STEVIE!

IMAGINE EATING YOUR
HEART OUT FOR A GUY
FOR 2 YEARS.

WHEN YOU
SEE HIM, YOU DON'T
RECOGNIZE HIM.

CAREFUL, JANE.
I MIGHT TAKE YOU
SERIOUSLY.

DO YOU WANT
A CUP OF COFFEE?

NO THANKS.

GET A CUP OF COFFEE,
PLENTY OF CREAM AND SUGAR.

WHERE I'VE BEEN, YOU DON'T
GET CREAM AND SUGAR,
YOU DON'T GET COFFEE.

IT'S YOUR EYES,
THAT'S WHAT IT IS.

YOU'VE SEEN
AN AWFUL LOT OVER THERE,
HAVEN'T YOU, STEVIE?

IS IT THAT BAD?

WERE YOU IN A CONCENTRATION CAMP
OR WITH THE BERLIN PRESS BUREAU?

I'M STILL
WONDERING, JANE.

OH, UM...
DID IT HURT MUCH?

JANE, JANE, JANE.
DID WHAT HURT?

WHEN HITLER
KICKED YOU OUT.

[LAUGHING]

THANKS.

GOOD OLD JANIE.
IT'S NICE TO SEE YOU.

OH, STEVEN.

HOW AM I GONNA GET A ROOM
IN THIS JOINT, JANE?

DIDN'T YOU WIRE?

OH, STEVEN, HONESTLY.
COME ON, FOLLOW GRANDMA.

MR. ARBUTHNOT,
GUESS WHAT'S HAPPENED.

I KNOW. THE HOT WATER
DOESN'T RUN.

NO. EVEN WORSE THAN THAT.
MY HUSBAND JUST ARRIVED.

CHANGE THE REGISTER TO READ
"MR. AND MRS. O'MALLEY,"
WILL YOU, PLEASE?

COME, DARLING.

FREDDIE, ISN'T IT
WONDERFUL TO HAVE
STEVE BACK?

IT'S WONDERFUL
TO HAVE YOU BACK,
O'MALLEY,

BUT NOT
THIS WONDERFUL.

HEY, YOU'RE
KIDDING ABOUT
THAT MRS. O'MALLEY?

OF COURSE, DEAR.

LICORICE.

DID YOU KNOW
HE WAS COMING?
MM-MM.

NOBODY KNOWS
I'M BACK
BUT THE BOSS.

I'LL TAKE YOUR ROOM,
YOU MOVE IN WITH STEVE.

FINE. THE 5
OTHER MEN IN MY ROOM
WILL WELCOME YOU.

GREAT. OF COURSE, STEVEN,
WE COULD GET MARRIED

OR USE THE ROOM IN SHIFTS.
MY HOURS ARE
FROM 3,00 TO 10,00.

YOU KNOW, THOSE
ARE MINE, TOO?

OH.

WE BETTER PUSH ALONG.

YEAH,
LET'S GO.

GUARD THOSE WITH
YOUR LIFE, SONNY.

WHY, STEVE O'MALLEY.
HOW ARE YOU?

FINE, MR. AMBASSADOR.

THOUGHT THEY'D
HAVE CHOPPED YOUR
HEAD OFF BY NOW.

WELL, I'M GLAD
THEY DIDN'T.

OH, JUST
A CONSIDERATE GUY.

HE KNOWS WHEN 2 PEOPLE
WANT TO BE ALONE.

DON'T BE SILLY.
HE DOESN'T EVEN
KNOW I'M ALIVE.

[FUNEREAL MUSIC]

BETTER COME DOWN
FROM THERE, SON.
YOU'LL SLIP.

[SOBBING]

COME ON, SON.
COME ON DOWN.

COME ON.

STEADY, THERE.
NOW, YOU MUSTN'T LET IT
GET YOU LIKE THAT.

IF IT HADN'T BEEN
FOR ME,

HE'D BE ALIVE TODAY.

[EVERYONE TALKING AT ONCE]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

Man, O'MALLEY,
WHEN DID YOU GET BACK?

Man, HELLO,
STRANGER!

HELLO, SAM.
YOU GET A GOOD ONE?

NOT SO HOT,
STEVE.

NEVER MIND, SON.
I'LL SIT THIS ONE OUT.

SIT THIS ONE OUT?
WHAT ARE YOU,
A TRAINED SEAL?

I HAVEN'T GOT ANY
WHISKERS. I HAVEN'T GOT
A DEADLINE, EITHER.

OH, HE'S
A JOURNALIST,
NOT A NEWSPAPERMAN.

I'M A PRIMA DONNA.

SORRY WE GOT
SEPARATED, JANE.

HOW DO YOU
SPELL FRISBEE?
WITH A "Y"?

OH, THANKS.

WHAT'S THE MATTER,
STEVEN?

NO MORE WORLDS
TO CONQUER?

NO MORE HOT WATER
TO SCRAMBLE OUT OF.

WELL, YOU, UH,
MIGHT FALL IN LOVE.

NO, NO. I THINK
I'LL DODGE THAT.
I'VE HAD LUCK SO FAR.

TOUGH GUY,
AREN'T YOU?

"THE ACCIDENT
HAPPENED AT 8,00
OR THEREABOUTS.

THE CORONER PLACED
THE WASHOUT BETWEEN
6,30 AND 7,00."

DON'T MIND FREDDIE.

EVER SINCE HE HELPED
THE POLICE WITH
THE LAWSON MURDER,

HE'S TAKEN TO CRIME.
HE DOESN'T BELIEVE IN
HONESTLY BROKEN NECKS.

THE BRIDGE HAD
BEEN WEAKENED
BY THE STORM. MAYBE.

Jane, YOU'RE NOT ON
THE LEVEL, FREDDIE?

COULD BE...
ANYTHING. EVEN SUICIDE.

WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE?
HE'S GONE.

THAT'S THE REAL TRAGEDY,
ISN'T IT?

YOU KNOW, IN EUROPE, I WATCHED
MOST OF THE DECENT THINGS
OF LIFE CHANGE,

BUT I ALWAYS FELT I COULD
LOOK ACROSS THE ATLANTIC

AND SEE ROBERT FORREST
STANDING HERE
FIRM AS A ROCK,

STANDING FOR THINGS
THAT WERE DECENT
AND HONEST.

THAT'S WHY I'M HERE.
I'D LIKE TO WRITE
THE SIMPLE STORY OF HIS LIFE

SO THAT WE'D
HAVE IT TO LEAN ON
IN THE DARK DAYS AHEAD.

THOUGHT IT WAS GONNA
BE AN EASY JOB,

UNTIL I SAW WHAT HE MEANT
TO THESE PEOPLE.
I'M NOT SURE NOW.

IT'S TOUGH ON HIS WIFE.
SHE'S GOT SOMETHING
TO LIVE UP TO.

THAT'S WHY
I WANT TO SEE HER.

Freddie, YOU GET WITHIN
10 MILES OF HER, I'LL GIVE
YOU THE PULITZER PRIZE.

I'LL DO EVEN MORE
THAN THAT FOR YOU.
I'LL MARRY FREDDIE.

OH, NO KIDDING. STEVEN.
WHY, THAT WOMAN EVIDENTLY
THOUGHT THAT ROBERT FORREST

WAS SOMETHING
TO BE LOCKED UP IN
A SAFETY DEPOSIT VAULT.

THE QUEEN OF JERICHO.

SEE, SHE'S BUILT
THE HIGHEST, THICKEST

WALLS OF JERICHO
AROUND THAT PLACE.

AND YOU'RE
NO JOSHUA.

[LAUGHING]
YEAH.

OH, A VISITOR.

ANYTHING I CAN DO
FOR YOU?

YES.

MIND
YOUR OWN BUSINESS

AS FAR AS MRS. FORREST
IS CONCERNED.

I HEARD WHAT YOU SAID.

TAKE A TIP FROM ME
AND KEEP OFF HER TRACK.

TRY TO HAVE A LITTLE
RESPECT FOR WHAT
SHE'S GOING THROUGH,

OR IT'LL BE MY PRIVILEGE
TO KNOCK YOUR HEAD OFF.

HE'S A BIG MAN.
I DON'T WANT TO HAVE
ANY TROUBLE WITH HIM.

Man, GENTLEMEN.

GENTLEMEN, EXCUSE ME.
PARDON ME.

GENTLEMEN, I HAVE A FEW WORDS
I'D LIKE TO SAY TO THE PRESS.

IF YOU'LL JUST
GO INTO THE PARLOR.

Man, IT'S ABOUT TIME
WE'RE GETTING SOME NEWS.

YOU'VE BEEN KIND,
PATIENT.
THANK YOU.

Man, LOOKS LIKE
A LEAD TO ME.

YOU'RE THE FABULOUS
STEVEN O'MALLEY.

MY NAME'S O'MALLEY.

I'M CLIVE KERNDON. I'VE BEEN
MR. FORREST'S PRIVATE SECRETARY
FOR THE PAST YEARS.

MR. FORREST WAS A GREAT
ADMIRER OF YOUR WRITING.

HE USED TO QUOTE
YOU A LOT.

REALLY?
THAT'S VERY NICE.

UH...I WONDER
IF I COULD TALK
TO MRS. FORREST

AFTER A DAY OR TWO.

YOU'RE NOT GOING BACK?

I'D LIKE
TO SEE HER FIRST.

HOW DO YOU DO?

HOW DO YOU DO?

THE PRESS CONFERENCE
WILL BE IN THE PARLOR,
GENTLEMEN.

IT'S BEEN A GREAT
PLEASURE, MR. O'MALLEY.

IF YOU'LL JUST COME
THIS WAY.

ALL YOU HAVE TO DO
IS BLOW YOUR TRUMPET,
JOSHUA,

AND THE WALLS OF JERICHO
FALL RIGHT DOWN.

OH. MAY I HAVE A GLASS
OF WATER, PLEASE?

OH, THESE REPORTERS ARE
ANNOYING, AREN'T THEY?

MR. MIDFORD IS
MRS. FORREST'S
COUSIN.

OH, INDEED.

POOR MRS. FORREST.

I...I'VE WANTED SO
JUST TO HOLD HER HAND...

BUT, OF COURSE, I...

I WOULDN'T HAVE
THE LACK OF TASTE
TO BOTHER HER...

OR YOU.

DRUNK?

NOT AT ALL.
HE WAS DRINKING
GINGER ALE.

OH, POOR FELLOW.

HE, UH, SEEMS
SO OVERCOME BY
THE FAMILY TRAGEDY

THAT, UH...HE DIDN'T
EVEN GO TO THE FUNERAL.

I WONDER WHY NOT.

BELIEVE ME, GENTLEMEN,
IF IT HAD BEEN
MY PERSONAL SAY-SO,

I'D HAVE THROWN OPEN
THE GATES OF THE ESTATE

THE MOMENT THE ACCIDENT
HAPPENED, BUT...

BUT I WAS ACTING UNDER
MRS. FORREST'S ORDERS.

I'VE PREPARED A FEW
BRIEF BIOGRAPHICAL NOTES HERE

THAT MAY HELP YOU.

IN A WEEK
OR SO, MRS. FORREST
MIGHT RELENT A BIT.

YOU'RE ROBERT BRINDLEY
OF THE TRIBUNE.

THAT WAS A BULLY JOB
YOU DID ON THOSE
LABOR HEARINGS IN DETROIT.

MR. BRINDLEY.
I'M AFRAID EVEN YOU

WILL HAVE TO BOW
TO MRS. FORREST'S...

SHALL WE SAY
UNFORTUNATE PREJUDICES.

OF COURSE, THE POOR WOMAN'S
NOT HERSELF.

I TRIED TO
GET IN A YEAR AGO.

OH, YES, YOU'RE MARTIN SNOW
OF THE GLOBE SYNDICATE.

I REMEMBER YOUR...

YOUR OBITUARY OF MR. FORREST
WAS A MASTERPIECE.

YOUR DESCRIPTION OF HIM
IN THE ARGONNE OFFENSIVE--

"THAT TATTERED
SCARECROW YOUTH

"STANDING IN A SORT OF
ECSTASY OF FAITH

AGAINST ALL THE BLAZING
POWERS OF HELL."

DO I QUOTE CORRECTLY?

YOUR DESCRIPTION OF HIS MEN'S
SUPERSTITIOUS BELIEF

THAT AS LONG
AS ROBERT FORREST
REMAINED ON HIS FEET,

NO HARM COULD COME
TO THEM.

YOUR...

YOUR HANDLING OF
THE FORREST LEGEND.

HIS SIMPLE, HOMELY,

LINCOLN-LIKE QUALITY...

WELL, GENTLEMEN...

I THINK I'VE
KNOWN HIM, PERHAPS...

MORE INTIMATELY
THAN MOST OF YOU.

AND I CAN SAY
ECCE HOMO.

THAT WAS ROBERT FORREST.

NOW, GENTLEMEN,
IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME.

YOU'VE BEEN VERY PATIENT.

IF THERE'S ANYONE TO BLAME,
YOU MUST BE CHARITABLE
AND TRY TO REALIZE

THAT SOME PEOPLE
DON'T FULLY APPRECIATE

THE IMPORTANCE OF
NEWSPAPERMEN AS PUBLIC
SERVANTS IN A DEMOCRACY.

THANK YOU. THANK YOU.

O'Malley,
MR. KERNDON.
OH, MR. KERNDON.

MR. O'MALLEY.
YOU WILL TELEPHONE,
WON'T YOU?

I'LL SEE
WHAT CAN BE DONE,
ESPECIALLY FOR YOU,

BUT FRANKLY, I
HAVEN'T MUCH HOPE.

GOOD-BYE.

BLOW HARDER, JOSHUA.

HER LADYSHIP
MAY BE A LITTLE DEAF.

Man, SO LONG, JANE!

Jane, SO LONG.

WELL, GOOD-BYE,
MR. A.

WHO SAYS
THERE'S NO TAXI?

HOW LONG
TO THE STATION?

20 MINUTES,
IF YOU WALK FAST.

WALK? THIS IS
A TAXI, ISN'T IT?

IT'S BUSY.

Man, BUSY? ABOUT WHAT?

BUSINESS, I GUESS.

HOW FAR IS THE STATION?

A NICE BRISK WALK.
IT WILL DO YOU GOOD,

BOYS.

WHAT ARE YOU STAYING
HERE FOR, O'MALLEY?

MY HEALTH.
MARVELOUS PLACE.
WONDERFUL WALKS.

I HAVEN'T WALKED SINCE
I WAS 2 YEARS OLD.

I DIDN'T LIKE IT THEN.

HEY, JOSHUA...

JERICHO'S THAT WAY.

GOING SOMEWHERE?

I DON'T KNOW.
ARE YOU?

MAYBE.

ARE YOU A SNOOPER?
I DON'T STAND FOR SNOOPERS.

NO.

KIND OF A SNOOPER.
WAR SNOOPER.

WELL, YOU WON'T FIND
ANY WAR AROUND HERE.

YOU CAN COME ABOARD
IF YOU WANT TO.

DID YOU BELONG
TO THAT FORWARD
AMERICA ASSOCIATION

OF MR. FORREST'S?

THEY ASKED ME TO JOIN.
I GUESS A GOOD NOTION.

BUT I'M NO JOINER.

WHEN I MARCH,
I LIKE TO MARCH
AT MY OWN PACE,

AND IF I HAVE TO
HAVE A FIGHT,
I LIKE TO PICK IT.

YOU SAID YOU HAD
NO WARS.

NOT IN A MANNER
OF SPEAKING,

BUT THERE'S ALWAYS
GOOD AND EVIL UP
AGAINST EACH OTHER.

A MAN'S
GOT TO TAKE SIDES
SOONER OR LATER.

YOU'LL KNOW THAT
ONE OF THESE DAYS,
YOUNG FELLA.

[BELL RINGS]

[DOGS BARKING]

GOOD AFTERNOON,
MR. RICKARDS.

I PHONED YOU
THIS MORNING.

IT'S NO USE.

SOMEBODY
WAS TELLING ME

THAT YOU SERVED
UNDER MR. FORREST
IN THE LAST WAR.

MR. FORREST SERVED
UNDER ME...

AT FIRST.

OH. YOU WERE
HIS TOP SERGEANT?

I WAS HIS CAPTAIN.

LATER I BECAME
HIS GATEKEEPER.

GET THAT WOUND
IN THE ARGONNE?

YES.

MR. FORREST GOT A MEDAL
FOR BRINGING ME IN.

AND YOU'VE
BEEN WITH HIM
EVER SINCE, HUH?

YES. MR. FORREST
WAS VERY KIND.

HE BELIEVED IN CHARITY.

COME BACK IN AN HOUR.

[CHILD SOBBING]

WHAT'S THE MATTER, SON?

ANYTHING I CAN DO?

NO.

MIGHT BE ABLE TO HELP YOU.

I CRY SOMETIMES MYSELF.

SEEN A LOT
TO CRY ABOUT.

WHERE?

OH, FRANCE...

POLAND.

VERY FEW PLACES
THESE DAYS WHERE
YOU DON'T WANT TO CRY.

WE'RE PRETTY LUCKY.

THAT'S
WHAT MR. FORREST

USED TO SAY
ON THE RADIO,

AND I KILLED HIM!

I KILLED HIM!

I SHOULD HAVE
WARNED HIM ABOUT
THAT MEAN OLD BRIDGE,

BUT DAD WOULDN'T LET ME
GO OUT IN THE STORM.

I SHOULD HAVE
TOLD HIM ANYWAY!

'CAUSE...

'CAUSE I WAS
MR. FORREST'S MAN.

NOW...

I'M...

NOBODY'S.

OH, NO. THAT ISN'T--

YOU'RE YOUR OWN MAN,

AND NOBODY WOULD
TELL YOU THAT ANY QUICKER
THAN MR. FORREST WOULD.

AFTER ALL, DYING
ISN'T VERY IMPORTANT.

IT'S THE WAY WE LIVE
THAT REALLY COUNTS.

DON'T YOU
THINK THAT'S IT?

WE'VE GOT TO CARRY ON
FOR MR. FORREST.

WE DON'T WANT TO BE
SLAVES, DO WE?

SLAVES?

THAT'S WHAT THEY'RE
FIGHTING FOR.

WELL, THAT WAS
THE CIVIL WAR.

1861 TO 1865.

THERE AREN'T
ANY SLAVES NOW.

NOT HERE, MAYBE,

BUT EUROPE'S
FULL OF THEM.

MIGHT BE
OUR TURN NEXT.

HOW?

WELL, THERE
ARE SO MANY WAYS,

IT'D TAKE ME
THE REST OF THE DAY
TO EXPLAIN IT TO YOU.

BUT THE GENERAL IDEA IS

THAT THEY TRY TO GET US
ALL CONFUSED AND SCARED

AND, UH,
SORE AT EACH OTHER

AND THEN BEFORE YOU KNOW IT,
CLAMP THE HANDCUFFS ON US.

HMM.

WILL THEY REALLY
PUT CHAINS ON ME?

NOT ON YOUR HANDS,
THEY WOULDN'T,

BECAUSE YOU'D
HAVE TO WORK FOR THEM.

THE CHAINS WOULD
BE ON YOUR MIND
AND ON YOUR TONGUE.

WOW.

WELL, WHAT ARE WE
GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?

WE'RE NOT GOING TO
LET THEM KICK US
AROUND, ARE WE?

YOU AND I
ARE FREE MEN TODAY

BECAUSE,
UH, CENTURIES AGO

SOME UNKNOWN GUY GOT
THE IDEA IN HIS HEAD

HE WAS JUST AS GOOD
AS THE FELLA WHO
WAS BOSSING HIM.

AND WHAT A FIGHT
THAT STARTED.

WHO WON?

NAH, IT'S NOT OVER YET.

WE LOST A GREAT FIGHTER
WHEN MR. FORREST DIED.

BUT HE'S STILL WATCHING US.

AND HE'S STILL
YELLING AT US TO CARRY ON.

THAT'S WHAT I'M TRYING
TO DO, YOU SEE.

I'M TRYING TO...
TO WRITE HIS STORY

SO THAT PEOPLE WILL
UNDERSTAND THAT HE'S...

HE'S WATCHING US

AND SO THAT THEY'LL
STILL HEAR HIS VOICE.

OH, LET ME READ IT,
WILL YOU?

WELL, I CAN'T.

I--I NEED SOME HELP
ON IT, AND...

AND SOME PEOPLE
WON'T HELP ME.

WHO?

MRS. FORREST,
FOR INSTANCE.

WHO SAYS SO?

SHE WON'T SEE ME.

I BET SHE WILL
WHEN YOU TELL HER.
SHE LOVED MR. FORREST.

I DON'T KNOW.
I CAN'T GET
INTO THE GROUNDS,

AND SHE WON'T
ANSWER THE TELEPHONE.

I KNOW SHE'S THERE.

DO YOU WANNA
SEE HER NOW?

YES.

COME ON.

THIS IS MY SECRET WAY.

YOU WON'T TELL ANYBODY,
WILL YOU?

I PROMISE.

PROMISE THIS WAY.

ON MY OATH AS
A TRUE SOLDIER
FOR AMERICA

IN THE ROBERT FORREST
BOYS ARMY, I PROMISE.

THAT'S OUR OATH.

ON MY OATH
AS A TRUE SOLDIER

IN THE ROBERT FORREST
BOYS ARMY, I PROMISE.

FOR AMERICA.

FOR AMERICA.

COME ON.

OH!

ALL RIGHT.

HELLO?

I, UH...

NOBODY ANSWERED
THE DOORBELL.

THAT'S A LIE.
I DIDN'T RING
THE DOORBELL.

I COULDN'T FIND IT.
I JUST WALKED IN.

I'M SORRY,
VERY SORRY.

WHO ARE YOU?

I'M STEVEN O'MALLEY.
I'M A WRITER.

STEVEN O'MALLEY
IS IN GERMANY.

I CAME BACK
JUST SHORTLY BEFORE
MR. FORREST'S DEATH.

I'VE
WRITTEN MRS. FORREST
SEVERAL NOTES,

AND I...I'D LIKE
TO SEE HER,

NOT NECESSARILY
TONIGHT.

I HAD ENVISIONED
AN OLDER MAN.

I AM
CHRISTINE FORREST.

I HAD ENVISIONED...

I'M TERRIBLY SORRY
TO DO THIS TO YOU,
MRS. FORREST,

BUT I, UH...

A FRIEND OF
YOUR HUSBAND'S
TOLD ME

YOU MIGHT BE GLAD
TO SEE ME.

THE GATEKEEPER'S
BOY.

POOR LITTLE JEB.

YES. YES,
HE SEEMS TO THINK

THAT HE KILLED...

BECAUSE HE DIDN'T
WARN HIM ABOUT
THE BRIDGE.

BOYS LOVED MR. FORREST.

I'VE HAD LETTERS,
SWEET LETTERS.

HEARTBREAKING LETTERS.

HE WAS THE LIGHT
OF THEIR EYES.

IT SEEMS THAT THE LIGHT
HAS GONE OUT.

NO, NO.

IT BURNS BRIGHTER
THAN EVER.

IT MUST ALWAYS BURN.
WE MUST SEE TO THAT.

WE?

YES. ALL OF US.

ALL OF US
WHO WERE GUIDED
BY THAT LIGHT,

WHO DREW WARMTH
FROM THE FLAME.

AND YOU CAN PROTECT
THAT FLAME.

I TRIED TO.

LET US HELP YOU.
YOU'RE NOT ALONE.

THAT'S WHAT
I'VE COME HERE
TO TELL YOU.

I TRIED.

I HAD WONDERED
IF YOU...

SPOKE AS YOU WROTE.

I SPEAK AS I FEEL.

I FEEL VERY DEEPLY
ABOUT THIS.

WHAT DO YOU WANT
FROM ME?

THE LIFE
OF ROBERT FORREST.

I CAN'T GIVE IT TO YOU.
IT'S BEEN TAKEN AWAY.

THERE ARE
MANY THINGS
YOU COULD TELL ME.

WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE?

THE SOUND OF HIS LAUGH?

THE TOUCH OF HIS HAND?

I'M SORRY.

I'LL GO NOW.

TOMORROW, PERHAPS?

I DON'T UNDERSTAND YOU,
MR. O'MALLEY.

I DON'T SEE WHY I
SHOULD TALK TO YOU.

I'VE SEEN YOU
5 MINUTES.

I DON'T KNOW YOU,
ANYTHING ABOUT YOU.

I WISH YOU WOULD GO.

FUNNY, I'VE SEEN YOU
5 MINUTES, AND I FEEL
I KNOW YOU VERY WELL.

I APPRECIATE WHAT
YOU'RE TRYING TO DO
FOR MR. FORREST.

I...

REGRET THAT...

I SHALL NOT BE ABLE
TO HELP YOU.

GOOD NIGHT,
MR. O'MALLEY.

GOOD NIGHT,
MRS. FORREST.

DID YOU SEND
FOR O'MALLEY?

NO. A FRIEND SENT HIM.

BUT I'M GLAD HE CAME.

HE HAS A WONDERFUL FACE,

SO...HONEST AND FRANK.

HE'D BE
A VALUABLE FRIEND.

I HEARD
WHAT HE ASKED YOU.

THEN YOU HEARD
WHAT I ANSWERED.

THAT WASN'T VERY WISE,
EITHER.

HE WON'T BOTHER
TO COME BACK,

IF THAT'S
WHAT YOU'RE
WORRIED ABOUT.

ON THE CONTRARY,
HAVING OPENED THE DOOR
TO A MAN LIKE STEVEN O'MALLEY,

YOU CAN'T SLAM IT
IN HIS FACE.
WOULDN'T BE WISE.

IT'S BEEN DONE.

YOU MUST OPEN IT AGAIN,
INVITE HIM IN.

WHY?

BECAUSE HE'S
NO FOOL.

HE'LL THINK YOU'RE
TRYING TO HIDE THINGS.

HE'S DEDICATED HIMSELF
TO WRITING A BOOK,

A MEMORIAL TO
YOUR HUSBAND'S MEMORY.

IF YOU REFUSE YOUR
APPRECIATION, YOUR HELP,

HE'LL START
WONDERING WHY.

I THINK...

MR. O'MALLEY
UNDERSTANDS THAT...

I HAVE NO HEART
FOR FURTHER PUBLICITY.

BUT THIS IS DIFFERENT.
HE'S NOT WRITING
A GOSSIP COLUMN.

WHAT DO YOU
WANT ME TO DO?

I WANT YOU
TO HELP HIM,
GUIDE HIM, USE HIM.

THE OPPORTUNITY'S
PASSED.

YOU MUST MAKE
ANOTHER AT ONCE.

YOU REALIZE
THAT YOU SHOULD?

PERHAPS.

MAY I HAVE
MR. FORREST'S KEYS?

WHAT DO YOU WANT
WITH THEM?

HE LEFT ME INSTRUCTIONS
TO DESTROY CERTAIN
SEALED ENVELOPES,

UNOPENED, IN THE EVENT
OF HIS DEATH.

WHAT WAS IN THEM?

I HAVE NO IDEA,
NATURALLY.

NATURALLY.
THAT WAS IN THE EVENT
OF MY DEATH TOO.

HE TALKED TO ME
ABOUT THOSE ENVELOPES.

I'LL SEE TO THEM
MYSELF.

WASN'T THAT THE COUSIN?

HE'S A LITTLE
OF EVERYTHING--

COUSIN, GAMBLER,
HIGH-STEPPER,

MOTORBIKE RIDER,
FARMER.

MOSTLY
MOTORBIKE RIDER.

THAT'S WHY THE BANK'S
SELLING HIS FARM FROM
UNDER HIM NEXT WEEK.

BANKS AIN'T INTERESTED
IN MOTORBIKE RIDING.

DIDN'T FORREST
TAKE HIM IN HAND?

WHAT, HIM?

WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND?

WHEN FORREST
WAS ALIVE,

THAT YOUNG FELLA
WASN'T ALLOWED
INSIDE THOSE GATES.

WHY NOT?

I WOULD THINK
IT WAS BECAUSE

FORREST DIDN'T
WANT HIM IN THERE.

YOUR "WIFE"
WAS ASKING FOR YOU.

THANK YOU.

[WHISTLE]

WELL, JOSHUA, HOW WERE
THE WALLS OF JERICHO?

NOT SO DIFFICULT.

YOU SAW HER?

WELL, COME ON, GIVE.
WHAT WAS SHE LIKE?

MMM...

YOU KNOW.

NO, FRANKLY,
I DON'T.

IS SHE
WHAT YOU EXPECTED?

YOUNGER.

WHAT WAS SHE WEARING?

WEARING A SORT OF
A HAIRDO.

HA HA HA. NICE.

SHE, UH, POSSIBLY HAD
SOMETHING ELSE ON?

MMM?

WHAT WAS SHE WEARING,
DOPE?

WHITE, I THINK.

YES, IT WAS WHITE.

WIDOWS SOMETIMES
WEAR BLACK.

THIS WAS WHITE.
SOFT, CREAMY WHITE.

DRESS, BLOUSE, SUIT?

UH...NIGHTGOWN?

DRESS.

A DRESS.
A WHITE DRESS.

ZIPPER OR BUTTONS?

WHY DON'T YOU GO
BACK TO NEW YORK?

AND LEAVE THIS
FASCINATING PLACE RIGHT
AT THE HEIGHT OF THE SEASON?

UH-UH.

FREDDIE GO TO BED?

YES.
WE'RE ALONE AT LAST.

THAT'S WONDERFUL.

I GUESS HORN-BLOWING'S

A PRETTY FAIR-SIZED JOB,
EH, JOSHUA?

YOU LOOK
ALL SHOT TO PIECES.

GOOD NIGHT, SUGAR.

GOOD NIGHT.

STEVIE.

ANYWAY, YOU'VE GOT
A ROOM OF YOUR OWN.

I TOLD MR. ARBUTHNOT
YOU SNORED

AND I'M
GETTING A DIVORCE.

I MUST SAY, HE SEEMED
VERY UPSET ABOUT IT.

UH, TELL ME,
MR. ARBUTHNOT, DO YOU KNOW
MRS. FORREST PERSONALLY?

MRS. FORREST IS
A WONDERFUL WOMAN.

YES. YES, I'M SURE.
HAVE YOU EVER SEEN HER?

YES.

WELL, TELL ME ABOUT IT.

WAS THERE A STRANGE,
EERIE MUSIC, LIKE SOMETHING
NOT OF THIS EARTH?

DID SHE FLOAT BY
ON A CLOUD

OR JUST RISE OUT OF
THE MIDDLE OF A LAKE?

GOOD EVENING,
MR. ARBUTHNOT.

MRS. FORREST.

I WANT TO THANK YOU
FOR THAT BEAUTIFUL MESSAGE
WITH YOUR FLOWERS.

WELL, YOU KNOW
HOW I FEEL--

HOW WE ALL FEEL
ABOUT--

IS THERE SOMETHING
I CAN DO FOR YOU?

WONDER IF YOU
COULD FIND OUT

WHETHER MR. O'MALLEY
HAS COME IN YET.

I'LL CALL HIM.
WOULD YOU MIND
WAITING IN THE PARLOR?

NOT AT ALL. THANKS.

COME IN.

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

[RINGS]

HELLO?

HMM?

OH, REALLY?
SHE'S DOWNSTAIRS?

HMM. WELL, TELL HER
TO TAKE HER BOOTS OFF.

I'LL BE RIGHT DOWN.

YOU BORE ME.

[RING]

HELLO.

SHE'S...

OH, I'M SOR--
I'M VERY SORRY.

YES, I'LL BE
RIGHT DOWN.

WHAT IS IT, STEVE?
SOME BAD NEWS?

NO, NO. JUST
SOMEBODY DOWNSTAIRS
WANTS TO SEE ME.

OH, HOW FRIENDLY.

DO I NEED A SHAVE?

THAT DEPENDS
ON WHO'S DOWNSTAIRS.
IF IT'S A MAN--

IT'S NOT A MAN.

I'VE GOT IT.
IT'S A WOMAN.

WELL, YOUR TROUSERS
NEED PRESSING.

THEY LOOK AS THOUGH
YOU'D FALLEN
INTO SOMETHING.

YOU, UH, HAVEN'T,
HAVE YOU, STEVIE?

YOU'RE A CLEVER LITTLE
SNOOPER, AREN'T YOU?

NO. THAT'S JUST IT.

IF I WERE CLEVER,
I'D STOP KIDDING MYSELF
AND MARRY FREDDIE.

HEY!

HUH!

I HOPE YOU'LL
ADMIT THAT IT'S
A WOMAN'S PRIVILEGE

TO CHANGE HER MIND,
MR. O'MALLEY.

SOMETIMES
EVEN HER DUTY.

THAT'S WHAT I BEGAN
TO FEEL AFTER...

I SENT YOU AWAY.

YOU'RE
GOING TO HELP ME?

SEEMS TO BE THE ONLY
WAY THAT I CAN SHOW
MY APPRECIATION

OF WHAT
YOU'RE TRYING TO DO.

YOU THOUGHT IT STRANGE,
PERHAPS, THAT
I REFUSED BEFORE?

NO, NO. I DIDN'T
THINK IT WAS STRANGE.

I THOUGHT, UH...

TELL ME.

WELL, I THOUGHT
YOU'D BEEN HURT.

AND I, UH...

YOU'RE SENSITIVE...

YOU'RE TOO SENSITIVE...

TO BE HURT ANYMORE
BY BEING MADE TO TALK

ABOUT THINGS YOU DON'T
WANT TO TALK ABOUT YET.

I WAS RIGHT.
YOU ARE KIND.
YOU DID UNDERSTAND.

THEN THAT'S HOW IT WAS?

YES, THAT'S
HOW IT WAS,
AND AFTERWARDS,

AFTERWARDS,
I BEGAN TO THINK...

WELL, YOU'RE, UH...

NOT THE SORT OF MAN
ONE OPENS THE DOOR TO

AND THEN CLOSES IT
IN HIS FACE.

YOU HAVE THE RIGHT
TO CLOSE THE DOOR
ON ANYONE YOU CHOOSE.

YOU SEEM TO MAKE ALL
THE EXCUSES FOR ME.

I DON'T THINK
ANY ARE NECESSARY.

I'M GLAD YOU CHANGED
YOUR MIND, THOUGH.

WELL, I'VE
MADE A BEGINNING.

HERE ARE SOME PICTURES
WHICH HAVE NEVER
BEEN PUBLISHED.

I THOUGHT THEY MIGHT
INTEREST YOU.

I TOOK MOST OF THEM
MYSELF JUST AFTER
WE WERE MARRIED.

THIS IS INTERESTING.

THAT'S ONE
OF THE CROWDS

THAT USED TO COLLECT
OUTSIDE THE HOTELS
WHEREVER WE WENT.

I KNOW THIS PLACE.
IT'S IN GERMANY, ISN'T IT?

YES. I WENT
TO SCHOOL THERE.

I WANTED ROBERT
TO SEE IT.

EVEN THERE HE WAS
KNOWN, AS WELL AS
ALL OVER FRANCE.

AND THE CROWDS
LOVED HIM.

CROWDS ALWAYS
LOVED HIM,

WANTED
TO BE NEAR HIM.

SOMETIMES
THEY'D REACH OUT
TO TOUCH HIM

WITH A TERRIFYING
SORT OF CURIOSITY,

AS THOUGH
TO FIND OUT
WHAT HE WAS MADE OF.

HERE HE IS
ON A HORSE.

HE COULD RIDE
WITH THE BEST.

I, MYSELF,
USED TO WONDER

WHAT MADE HIM
SO DIFFERENT,

SO MUCH STRONGER
THAN OTHER MEN.

DID YOU EVER FIND OUT?

YES. HE WILLED IT.

AND WHATEVER HE
WILLED, HE COULD DO,

WHETHER
IT WAS TAKING
A STRANGE HORSE

OVER A FENCE OR...

OR TAKING A HILL
IN THE ARGONNE.

YES.

WHATEVER IT WAS,
WHATEVER HE WILLED,

HE COULD DO.

UM...THESE ARE...

SOME NOTES
WHICH I MADE

LISTENING TO SOME
IMPROMPTU SPEECHES
OF HIS

WHICH HAVE NEVER
BEEN PUBLISHED.

WELL, THESE ARE FINE.
THEY'RE...

THEY'RE FINE, BUT, UH...

BUT DOCUMENTS
AND PHOTOGRAPHS ARE
NOT REALLY WHAT I WANT.

UH...WHAT I WANT IS,
UH...

YES?

THE TRUTH.

THE TRUTH
AS YOU KNOW IT
ABOUT THE MAN HIMSELF.

THAT'S WHAT I'M
TRYING TO GIVE YOU.

AND YOU HAVE, YOU HAVE.

FOR A MOMENT, I...I...

THOUGHT I SAW HIM
WITH THE CROWD
SURGING TOWARD HIM,

THE LOVERS' PILGRIMAGE
TO YOUR OLD SCHOOL,

BUT HE'S NOT HERE.

PERHAPS, IF--IF, UH...

IF YOU JUST TALKED
AND LET ME LISTEN

AND THEN LATER ON LET ME
WANDER THROUGH THE ROOMS
IN WHICH HE LIVED,

I--I COULD
GET TO KNOW THE MAN
I WANT TO WRITE ABOUT.

WILL YOU COME
TOMORROW AFTERNOON?

I SHALL BE GLAD
TO SEE YOU.

THANK YOU.

Christine, GOOD NIGHT,
MR. O'MALLEY.

GOOD NIGHT.

OF COURSE
THEY'RE COUSINS.

COUSINS FREQUENTLY
CONSOLE EACH OTHER
IN GRIEF.

[RAPPING CHAIR]

HMM?
WHAT DID YOU SAY?

[RAPS]

SHH! I THINK I HEAR
MR. FORREST

TURNING OVER
IN HIS GRAVE.

GOOD AFTERNOON.

IF YOU'RE LOOKING
FOR TODAY'S PAPERS,

WE DON'T GET THEM
TILL TONIGHT.

NO. I'M LOOKING FOR
A JUNIOR-SIZE FOOTBALL.

OH.

OH. OH, YES.
RIGHT HERE.

$1.25.

THANK YOU.

THANK YOU.

O'Malley,
MIDFORD FARM.

Woman, YES.
MRS. FORREST'S COUSIN.

I SHOULD HAVE
TAKEN THAT DOWN.

THE SALE'S OFF.
YOUNG MIDFORD
PAID MORTGAGE.

EVERYBODY IN TOWN'S
WONDERING WHERE ON EARTH
HE GOT HIS MONEY.

COUSINS FREQUENTLY PAY
EACH OTHER'S MORTGAGES.

I, UH, LIKE
THE CUT OF YOU,
YOUNG MAN.

THANK YOU.

I'D LIKE YOU BETTER
IF YOU MINDED
YOUR OWN BUSINESS.

ROBERT FORREST'S LIFE
IS MY BUSINESS FROM NOW ON.

I WOULD THINK
IT WAS HIS OWN.

HE'S DEAD.

DEAD MAN
CAN'T RIGHTLY
DEFEND HIMSELF.

I'M NOT ATTACKING HIM.

WHEN YOU STEP INTO
PLACES YOU DON'T BELONG,

YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT'LL
COME OF IT.

LOOK OUT!

[CRASH]

CLOSE.

HIYA, DOC. BRAKES
AIN'T WORKIN' VERY GOOD.

SO I SEE.

LUCKY YOU WAS HERE.
I MIGHT HAVE RUN
INTO SOMETHING.

ANY DAMAGE,
DOCTOR?

MINOR
CONTUSIONS AND
SLIGHT ABRASIONS.

NOTHING SERIOUS.

I'M DR. FIELDING.
YOU'RE THE NEWSPAPERMAN.

THAT'S RIGHT, DOCTOR.
HOW'S JEB?

A LITTLE FEVER.
IT'S MORE MENTAL
THAN ANYTHING.

I'LL RUN IN
AND SEE HIM.

LOOKS BETTER
THAN EVER.

YEAH? WELL, I'M GLAD
YOU THINK SO, ORION.

WHAT DO I OWE YOU
FOR THE IMPROVEMENT?

GRATIS. GRATIS.
GLAD TO OBLIGE.

WHO'S SICK?

YOUNG JEB.

I DON'T FEEL
SO GOOD MYSELF.

LAST NIGHT I DIDN'T
SLEEP GOOD AT ALL.

SORT OF ACHED
ALL UP HERE,

ALL DOWN AROUND HERE,

AND I HAD SORT OF
A SORE THROAT.

TONGUE'S COATED,
AIN'T IT?

FEVERISH, TOO.
NO APPETITE AT ALL.

WELL, TAKE THIS
IN A GLASS
OF WATER TONIGHT.

NOW, WAIT
A MINUTE, DOC.

I AIN'T COMIN'
TO YOU PROFESSIONALLY.

OH, I KNOW IT,
ORION.

NO, WE JUST
HAPPENED TO MEET,

YOU JUST
HAPPENED TO GET
TALKING, THAT'S ALL.

THERE'LL
BE NO CHARGE.

WHY, UH, THANKS, DOC.

AND...SAY, UH...

MY OLD LADY
AIN'T FEELIN'
SO GOOD EITHER.

YEAH? AW,
THAT'S TOO BAD.

LOOKS PRETTY HOPELESS,
DON'T IT?

YEAH.

YOU'RE AS BAD
AS MRS. FORREST.

WE PLAYED 3 GAMES
LAST NIGHT, AND I
BEAT HER EVERY TIME.

SHE PLAY CHESS, TOO?

YES, AND SHE'S FINE
WHEN SHE'S GOT
HER MIND ON IT,

BUT SHE HAS
HER BAD DAYS, TOO.

SHE COME HERE OFTEN?

NO. I GO TO
THE BIG HOUSE, USUALLY,

AND WE HAVE SPONGE CAKE
AND HOT CHOCOLATE.

SHE CAME HERE LAST NIGHT
'CAUSE I WAS SICK.

SHE USED TO COME
AND SEE MY SISTER
WHEN SHE WAS SICK, TOO.

SHE TREATS
EVERYBODY SWELL.

CHECK.

AH, YOU'RE TOO GOOD
FOR ME.

YOU WIN. I GIVE UP.

UH...

W-WHAT WERE YOU
GOING TO TELL ME

ABOUT YOUR SISTER
AND MRS. FORREST?

I SAID
MY SISTER WAS
SICK A LONG TIME.

SHE WAS
MR. FORREST'S
SECRETARY,

MRS. FORREST
USED TO COME
AND BRING HER

FRUIT AND FLOWERS
AND THINGS.

THAT'S HER PICTURE.

OH.

SHE'S VERY PRETTY.

WHERE IS SHE NOW?

WHY, UH, SHE'S IN A--

Father, SHE WENT AWAY.

GET MARRIED?

Father, NO.

MRS. FORREST GAVE ME
MY CHESS SET, TOO.

OH, DID SHE REALLY?

[CRANKING TELEPHONE]

HELLO. MAY I SPEAK
TO MRS. FORREST, PLEASE?

THIS IS--

OH. I WOULDN'T HAVE
RECOGNIZED YOUR VOICE,
MRS. FORREST.

THIS IS STEVEN O'MALLEY.

STEVE O'MALLEY?

O'MALLEY?

ARE YOU A FRIEND
OF ROBERT'S?

I...I DON'T UNDERSTAND.

IS THIS MRS. FORREST
I'M SPEAKING TO?

HELLO, MRS. FORREST?

YOU CAN'T SPEAK
TO THE BIG HOUSE
ON THAT PHONE.

IT HASN'T BEEN WORKING
SINCE THE CLOUDBURST.

I JUST TALKED
TO SOMEONE WHO SAID
SHE WAS MRS. FORREST.

Jeb, THAT'S OLD
MRS. FORREST.

OLD MRS. FORREST?

YOU KNOW--
MR. FORREST'S
MOTHER.

NO, I DON'T KNOW.

NEXT TIME YOU WANT
TO USE THE PHONE,
ASK ME.

WHERE DOES MR. FORREST'S
MOTHER LIVE?

UP AT THE OTHER SIDE
OF THE BIG HOUSE.

ON THE GROUNDS HERE?

YES. THIS IS
A PARTY LINE.

OH. THE STORM DIDN'T
PUT HER LINE OUT OF ORDER.

NO. IT WAS THE ONLY ONE
THAT WASN'T.

I COULD HAVE RAN
TO THE BIG HOUSE.

YOU STOP THAT.
NOBODY COULD HAVE GONE
OUT IN THAT STORM.

Jeb, I COULD'VE
GONE TO THE BRIDGE
AND WARNED HIM.

I COULD'VE STOPPED HIM
FROM GOING OVER.

HE'D BE ALIVE TODAY
IF I HAD!

Father, STOP WORRYING
YOURSELF SICK, SON.

Jeb, IT'S MY FAULT.

I FAILED HIM.
IT'S MY FAULT!

Father, STOP THAT
AND LIE DOWN.

I SHOULD HAVE GONE
WITHOUT ASKING YOU.

HEAR THAT?
WHAT'S THE GOOD
OF TALKING TO HIM?

PLEASE LIE DOWN.

O'Malley,
COME ON, NOW, JEB.

YOU HEARD
WHAT YOUR DAD SAID.

REMEMBER, HE'S
THE FIRST IN COMMAND.

YOU'VE GOT TO OBEY HIM.

MR. FORREST AND MRS. FORREST
WOULD EXPECT THAT OF YOU.

OH...ALL RIGHT.

O'Malley,
THAT-A BOY.

I'LL COME BACK
AND PLAY CHESS
WITH YOU ANOTHER DAY.

NEXT TIME
I'M GOING TO BEAT YOU.

BYE.

BYE.

UH...

THANK YOU, SIR.

I'LL GET YOUR CAR
FOR YOU.

I DON'T REMEMBER EVER
HEARING ANYTHING ABOUT
ROBERT FORREST'S MOTHER.

NO, I GUESS NOT.

YOU'VE SEEN
TERRIBLE THINGS.

I'VE SEEN TERRIBLE MEN.

UH...

I'M TRYING
TO EXPLAIN TO YOU

WHY, UH...

WHY I, UH...

I WON'T BE ABLE
TO SPARE YOU.

I'LL HAVE TO PRY
AND PROBE AND
FORCE MY WAY

INTO PLACES WHERE
I DON'T BELONG.

AND I'LL HAVE
TO SOAK MYSELF
IN HIS WAY OF LIFE,

WHICH IS A WAY OF LIFE
WHICH IS ENTIRELY
STRANGE TO ME.

EVEN THIS HOUSE.
I...

I'VE NEVER LIVED
AS GRACIOUSLY AND...

BEAUTIFULLY AS THIS.

ALWAYS SORT OF
BUMMED AROUND
IN HALL BEDROOMS

AND...

AIR-RAID SHELTERS
AND...

PLACES.

I'M A LITTLE LOST.

I'M LOST, TOO.

I'VE GOT
TO FIND MY WAY.

AT FIRST, I...

I THOUGHT I'D
KEEP EVERYTHING

JUST AS HE LEFT IT,

BUT I...I SEE NOW
THAT WAS WRONG.

NOTHING CAN STAY
AS WE LEAVE IT.

ALL WE CAN HOPE IS
THAT...

SOMEONE WHO LOVES US

WILL PUT AWAY
OUR PLAYTHINGS
TENDERLY.

AND OUR FOLLIES
AND OUR FAILURES, TOO.

YES, AND THOSE.

CHRISTINE, I CAME
AS SOON AS I DARED--

I WAS EXPECTING YOU.
THIS IS MY COUSIN--

GEOFF MIDFORD.
STEVEN O'MALLEY.

WE'VE MET.

I PROMISED
TO KNOCK HIS HEAD OFF

IF I CAUGHT HIM MAKING
A NUISANCE OF HIMSELF.

DO YOU WANT ME
TO THROW HIM OUT?

DON'T BE FOOLISH, GEOFF.

MR. O'MALLEY'S HERE
BECAUSE I ASKED HIM.

ALL RIGHT.
ONLY IT DEPRIVES ME
OF A PLEASURE.

[DOOR CLOSES]

MR. O'MALLEY,
HERE ARE THE RECORDINGS
OF THE CONVENTION

AT WHICH HE WAS
ALMOST NOMINATED
FOR THE PRESIDENCY.

HE MUST HAVE
BEEN VERY MUCH
DISAPPOINTED.

ON THE CONTRARY,
HIS ATTITUDE WAS,

"IF THE PEOPLE WANT ME,
I'LL BE GLAD TO SERVE,"

SECRETLY HE WAS
DELIGHTED TO GET BACK
TO HIS OWN BUSINESS.

AND HIS DEVOTED WIFE.

Kerndon, AND HIS
DEVOTED WIFE, OF COURSE.

[INAUDIBLE]

WHO HATED MR. FORREST?

HATED ROBERT FORREST?

YEAH.

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO GO
AND GET A DIVORCE FOR?

LOOK, I'VE BEEN MARRIED
32 YEARS AND NEVER A CLOUD.

NEVER A CLOUD.

A HAPPY MARRIAGE IS THE MOST
BEAUTIFUL THING IN THE WORLD,

AND BESIDES, YOU SAVE 2.50
ON THAT EXTRA ROOM.

Freddie, GOOD EVENING,
EVERYBODY.

GOOD EVENING,
DEAR.

WELL, YOU LOOK
AS HAPPY AS THOUGH

YOU'D DISCOVERED
A BODY IN A TRUNK.

BETTER THAN THAT.

FOR INSTANCE?

O'MALLEY,
THE GREAT REPORTER.

O'MALLEY,
THE BLOWER-DOWNER
OF THE WALLS OF JERICHO.

OH, COME ON,
FREDDIE,
TELL US.

ROBERT FORREST
ISN'T REALLY
DEAD.

OH, HE'S DEAD,
ALL RIGHT,

BUT HIS MOTHER ISN'T.

WELL, GO ON.

HE HAD A MOTHER.

SO DID WHISTLER.

BUT WE KNEW
ABOUT HER.

AND I KNEW ABOUT
ROBERT FORREST'S MOTHER.

HAVE YOU SEEN HER?

NOT YET.

DEPUTATION FROM
THE FORWARD AMERICA UNION,

YOUTH SECTION.

HELLO, BOYS
AND GIRLS.

I'M FROM
THE NEW YORK RECORDER,

I THINK THERE ARE
THINGS YOU YOUNG PEOPLE
COULD SAY

THAT OUR READERS WOULD
LIKE TO KNOW ABOUT.

OH, BUT--

WE DON'T FEEL MUCH
LIKE TALKING TONIGHT.

Jane, MRS. FORREST
WOULDN'T SEE YOU,
WOULD SHE?

Girl, WE DON'T BLAME HER,
WE DID WANT HER
TO HAVE OUR FLOWERS.

AND OUR FORMAL
EXPRESSION
OF SYMPATHY.

Girl,
HE'S AN ARTIST.

Boy, SHOW IT
TO THE LADY, TIM.

IT'S ALL DONE
BY HAND.

WELL...

WELL, THIS LOOKS
LIKE SOMETHING FROM
THE MORGAN LIBRARY.

YOUR MOVEMENT
SPRUNG UP OVERNIGHT.

I'VE HEARD THE EXPERTS
TRYING TO DOPE OUT

WHO DID SUCH A FINE JOB
OF ORGANIZING.

THEY'RE WRONG.
THERE'S BEEN NO ORGANIZING.
IT JUST HAPPENED.

LIKE
IT WAS NEEDED.

WHEN ROBERT FORREST
SPOKE IN DENVER 2 YEARS AGO,

HE MENTIONED HE'D
LIKE YOUNG PEOPLE TO WRITE
AND TELL HIM THEIR VIEWS,

SO SOME OF US DID.

HIS SECRETARY WROTE BACK
THANKING US AND
SUGGESTING WE GET TOGETHER.

AND YOU DID.

SURE. WE FORMED
A KIND OF A CLUB.

DOWN IN ALABAMA,
WE GOT OUR CHAPTER
TOGETHER THE SAME WAY,

WHEN HE SAID
OVER THE RADIO

HE LIKED HEARING
FROM BOYS AND GIRLS
STILL IN SCHOOL.

AND WE STARTED
OUR CHAIN IN OREGON.

FROM US WRITING
AND HIM WRITING BACK.

AND YOU CAME
FROM ALL PARTS
OF THE COUNTRY TO--

Boy, TO PLACE A WREATH
OF LAUREL ON HIS GRAVE,

WHICH WE'RE AIMING
TO DO TOMORROW.

Tim, HE CARED
ABOUT THE WORLD,

THE WHOLE WORLD.

NOW HE'S GONE.

AND NOBODY CARES.

Girl, YOU'D THINK
SHE'D CARE ENOUGH
JUST BECAUSE HE DID

TO HAVE LET US GIVE
HER SOME FLOWERS.

AND OUR FORMAL
EXPRESSION
OF SYMPATHY.

WELL, I DON'T
BLAME YOU, OF COURSE,

BUT, UH, BUT IF YOU
COULD SEE THEIR FACES,

I'M SURE YOU'D KNOW
WHAT I MEAN.

YES, I DO KNOW
WHAT YOU MEAN,

BUT I CAN'T POSSIBLY
SEE THEM TOMORROW.

NO. NO, IT'S
IMPOSSIBLE.

I WISH YOU'D
EXPLAIN TO THEM
HOW SORRY I AM.

THANK YOU.

GOOD NIGHT.

OH, GEOFF, I HAVEN'T
THE HEART TO SEE
THOSE CHILDREN.

IF I COULD
ONLY REST...

SLEEP, SLEEP
AND NOT DREAM.

OH, MY POOR DEAR,
I'M ASKING TOO MUCH
OF YOU.

NO. NO, WE'LL DO
AS WE PLANNED.

GET THE CAR.

IS MRS. FORREST
AT HOME?

SHE ASKED TO
TELL YOU, SIR--

JOHN, WHO'S THERE?
IT'S YOU, MR. O'MALLEY.

DO COME IN.

I'VE BEEN TRYING
TO PREPARE THE GROUND
FOR YOU A LITTLE.

I HAVE HERE THE NOTES
REGARDING THE BRANCHES

OF MR. FORREST'S
FORWARD AMERICA
MOVEMENT.

THERE'S A BRANCH
IN ALMOST EVERY TOWN
AND VILLAGE

THROUGHOUT
THE COUNTRY,

DEVOTED TIRELESSLY
TO THE TRUE AMERICAN
SPIRIT.

IT REPRESENTS--
HOW SHALL I SAY?--

A PASSIONATE DESIRE

FOR ALL THOSE
WHO REPRESENT
TRUE AMERICANISM.

OH, MRS. FORREST HAS
ASKED ME TO SHOW YOU

THE PRESS CLIPPINGS
OF HIS SPEECHES.

THEY'RE MAGNIFICENT,
MR. O'MALLEY.

YOU'LL ENJOY THEM,
OF COURSE,
YOU'LL MISS HIS VOICE.

I HAVE HERE
VARIOUS SPEECHES BEFORE
CHAMBERS OF COMMERCE.

OH, MR. O'MALLEY,
THIS WILL INTEREST YOU,

LETTERS FROM BOYS AND
GIRLS ALL OVER AMERICA.

THINK IT'D
BE BETTER IF I TALKED
TO MRS. FORREST.

I'M AFRAID
THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.

THESE LETTERS
ARE REALLY--

WHY IS IT IMPOSSIBLE?

MR. O'MALLEY,
THE ELEMENT OF TIME

MUST ENTER INTO
YOUR CALCULATIONS,
I'D THINK.

WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?

LAST NIGHT,
MRS. FORREST LEFT
ON A TRIP.

O'Malley,
FOR HOW LONG?

IT WAS QUITE SUDDEN.
SEVERAL DAYS, I EXPECT.

THIS WILL INTEREST YOU.
DO SIT DOWN.

IT'S A RECORD
OF THEIR MARRIAGE.

WHICH WAS A VERY
HAPPY ONE, HUH?

THE ANSWER TO THAT
IN POLITICAL
PARLANCE

WOULD BE A ROUSING
AFFIRMATIVE.

POLITICAL PARLANCE,
HUH?

YOU DABBLE AROUND MUCH
IN POLITICS?

OH, POLITICS.
OH, NO.

NO. MY TALENTS DON'T
RUN ALONG THOSE LINES, I'M
AFRAID.

I THINK
I'LL LEAVE YOU
TO GET TO WORK.

I THINK YOU'LL FIND
EVERYTHING THAT YOU
WANT RIGHT HERE.

WHAT ABOUT
ROBERT FORREST'S MOTHER?

ABOUT HER?

WHY, SHE HAS HER OWN
ESTABLISHMENT
ON THE GROUNDS.

YES, I KNOW.
I TALKED TO HER.

YOU TALKED TO HER?

YEAH. JUST FOR A MINUTE
ON THE PHONE.

I IMAGINE SHE MIGHT
BE QUITE HELPFUL.

WELL, I'M AFRAID
THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.

YOU SEE,
MRS. FORREST
IS VERY OLD

AND AN INVALID.

[TYPING]

HELLO, DOCTOR.
GOT THE MEDICINE
FOR JEB.

GOOD. COME AROUND
TO THE OTHER GATE.

HOW IS HE?

HE HAD A BAD NIGHT.
HE'S BETTER NOW.

LET ME SEE.

WHAT SEEMS TO BE
HIS TROUBLE, DOCTOR?

THE LONGER I LIVE,
THE MORE I SUSPECT
MAN HAVING A SOUL

THAT'S AT THE BOTTOM
OF MOST OF HIS BELLYACHES.

HE SEEMS
PRETTY LITTLE TO
HAVE SOUL TROUBLE.

BUGS HAVE NO
SPORTING INSTINCT.

THEY GO FOR
THE LITTLE FELLOWS.

SO IT'S A BUG.

WELL, A FEVER ANYWAY.

HERO FEVER, I CALL IT.
VERY MODERN.

EVER SINCE WE'VE
BEEN GETTING OUT
OF TOUCH WITH GOD,

WE'VE BEEN
PUSHOVERS FOR IT,

THE YOUNG GET IT
THE WORST OF ALL.

O'Malley, INDICATING
ROBERT FORREST?

YES. YES,
HE WAS THE HERO,

AND JEB IS
A HIGH-STRUNG,
SENSITIVE LITTLE FELLOW

LIKE HIS SISTER.

WAS SHE
A PATIENT OF YOURS?

UP TO A POINT.

WHAT WAS WRONG
WITH HER, DOCTOR?

WELL...

IF YOU KNOW
WHAT A NERVOUS
BREAKDOWN IS--

I DON'T--

SHE HAD IT.

ROBERT FORREST
HAD HER SENT
TO A SANITARIUM.

I SUPPOSE HE FELT
PARTLY RESPONSIBLE.

YOU MEAN SHE WAS
IN LOVE WITH HIM?

NO, NO.

YOU DON'T FALL
IN LOVE WITH A GOD.

YOU JUST WORSHIP,
WEAR YOURSELF OUT.

OH, NOT FORREST'S
FAULT.

THERE WAS ONLY ONE
WOMAN IN HIS LIFE,
CHRISTINE FORREST.

BUT THAT'S
WHAT HE DID
TO OTHER WOMEN.

AND EVERYONE ELSE.

WELL...

SOME OF US
HELD OUT.

Christine, NOW, YOU WANT
TO DO ME A GREAT FAVOR,

YOU'LL CLOSE YOUR EYES...

COUNT SHEEP JUMPING A FENCE,
AT LEAST UP TO A HUNDRED.

I KNOW. YOU JUST
WANT ME TO GO TO SLEEP,

BUT I'D DO ANYTHING
YOU ASKED.

1...

2...

3...

4...

5...

6...

7...

8...

9...

10...

I BROUGHT
THE MEDICINE FOR JEB.

THANK YOU.

I'VE DISAPPOINTED
YOU, HAVEN'T I?

WELL, YOU HAVEN'T BEEN
MUCH HELP YET.

ARE YOU ANGRY
WITH ME?

I WAS MAD, YES.

BUT AFTER I SAW YOU...

YOU THOUGHT I'D
PROMISED TO HELP YOU,

THEN GONE AWAY AND
LEFT YOU IN THE LURCH.

I DIDN'T RUN AWAY,
MR. O'MALLEY.

WHATEVER HAPPENS,
LIFE WON'T STOP
FOR YOU.

THERE ARE THINGS
THAT MUST BE DONE.

OH, THAT'S ALL RIGHT.
I HAD NO REASON
TO RESENT ANYTHING.

MY QUESTIONS
COULD WAIT.

ARE THERE...
MANY OF THEM?

QUITE A NUMBER.

COULDN'T YOU--
COULDN'T YOU ASK
MR. KERNDON?

I COULD, BUT THERE
ARE SOME I WOULDN'T
LIKE TO ASK HIM.

I'M AFRAID YOU'RE
RATHER EXACTING.

[HORN HONKS]

I THINK
I HEAR MY CAR.

AFTER ALL,
IT WAS YOUR IDEA
THAT I COME UP HERE.

NATURALLY, I EXPECTED
TO ASK QUESTIONS.

NATURALLY.

FOR INSTANCE, ABOUT
MR. FORREST'S MOTHER.

SHE CAN TELL YOU
NOTHING.

MRS. FORREST
IS VERY OLD.

SHE'S BEEN
AN INVALID
FOR YEARS.

NOBODY SEES HER.

THAT'S WHAT
THE SECRETARY TOLD ME...

BUT I TALKED TO HER,

JUST FOR A SECOND
ON THE PHONE.

REALLY?

IF YOU CARE TO COME
UP TO THE HOUSE,

I'LL TRY TO TELL YOU
ANYTHING YOU WANT TO KNOW.
WE'RE LEAVING NOW, JASON.

JEB'S AGREED TO SLEEP,
BUT IF HE SHOULD
GET RESTLESS AGAIN,

HIS MEDICINE'S THERE
ON THE TABLE.

THAT'S FINE. HE'S BEEN
LIKE JANET ALL OVER AGAIN.
IT SCARED ME.

THEY'RE PUTTING THE TELEPHONE
LINES UNDERGROUND.

THEY WON'T BLAME ME
THE NEXT TIME THE LINES
GO OUT.

NOBODY BLAMES YOU,
JASON.

JEB DOES,
IN SPITE OF THE FACT

THAT I GOT THEM TO ANSWER
UP AT THE OLD LADY'S HOUSE.

THEY SHOULD HAVE WARNED
MR. FORREST. THEY WERE
CLOSER THAN US.

IT DOES NO GOOD
TO THINK ABOUT THAT NOW.

NO, I SUPPOSE NOT.

HE SAVED MY LIFE.
I NEVER THANKED HIM
FOR THAT,

BUT I DIDN'T WISH
HIM DEAD EITHER.

ALL RIGHT.
YOU CAN GO ON NOW.

YOU WERE STARTLED
AT WHAT JASON SAID,
WEREN'T YOU?

KIND OF.

SOMETHING LEFT OVER
FROM SHELL SHOCK.

HE WAS
REALLY DEVOTED
TO MR. FORREST.

NO, THANK YOU.

UH, WHAT IS THAT
STONE BUILDING?

IS THAT AN OLD FORT?

YES.
BUILT ABOUT 1745.

BUILT WITHOUT WINDOWS
AGAINST THE INDIANS, HUH?

THAT'S WHAT ROBERT
LOVED ABOUT IT--

NOBODY TO LOOK
IN WHEN HE
WANTED TO BE ALONE.

HE CALLED IT "HIS
ARSENAL OF IDEAS."

MIND IF I LOOK IN
SOMETIME?

NOT AT ALL.

I MUST TRY TO
FIND WHERE ROBERT
LEFT THE KEY.

HE ALWAYS
KEPT IT LOCKED.

HOW DO YOU DO,
MRS. FORREST?

WILL YOU LOOK AFTER
MR. O'MALLEY?

CERTAINLY.
DID YOU HAVE
A PLEASANT TRIP?

VERY.
I'D LIKE MY DRESSING
CASE FROM THE CAR.

HOW'S
THE BIOGRAPHY?

I'VE WRITTEN
3 WORDS IN AS MANY DAYS.

IT'LL GO QUICKER
NOW THAT MRS. FORREST
IS BACK, I'M SURE.

OH, WILL YOU
EXCUSE ME A MOMENT?

YES.

WHY DIDN'T YOU
LEAVE THE KEY
TO THE ARSENAL?

I COULD'VE
TAKEN CARE OF
EVERYTHING.

I'LL TELL YOU
WHEN I'VE DECIDED
WHAT TO DO.

YOU'LL TELL ME?

THANK YOU.

[APPLAUSE AND CHEERING]

Man on record, BRAVO!

THAT WAS
HIS FINEST SPEECH.

OF COURSE, IN THE
RECORDING,

YOU MISS HIS
GREAT PERSONALITY,

HIS PICTURESQUE
FIGURE EMPHASIZING
DRAMATICALLY

THE SIMPLEST
STATEMENT...

DRIVING HIS
THOUGHTS INTO
THE MINDS OF PEOPLE.

NONE COULD
WITHSTAND HIM.

YOU'RE NOT BAD
YOURSELF.

YOU REALLY SHOULD
TAKE UP POLITICS
AS A CAREER.

YOU'RE JOKING.
MY JOB'S NEARLY
FINISHED HERE,

IF YOU KNOW
OF ANY SECRETARIAL
POSITIONS IN NEW YORK.

GREGWIER AND PERKINS
OUGHT TO HAVE SOMETHING
FOR YOU.

WHAT DO THEY DO?

THEY'RE AN ADVERTISING FIRM.

THEY MANUFACTURE
ROUSING AFFIRMATIVES.

FOR INSTANCE,
IF YOU WANTED TO
CREATE A NICE FEELING

IN THE MINDS
OF THE PUBLIC
ABOUT SOMEONE,

SAY, MRS. FORREST,
FOR EXAMPLE,

WHY, GREGWIER AND PERKINS
WOULD PLANT LITTLE ARTICLES
IN THE NEWSPAPER

ABOUT WHAT A HELPFUL WIFE
SHE WAS AND SO FORTH.

BEFORE LONG,
THE PUBLIC WOULD GIVE HER
A ROUSING AFFIRMATIVE.

THAT'S RATHER
CLEVER, ISN'T IT?

A LITTLE SAD, TOO.

IT'S A PITY HOW EASILY
PEOPLE CAN BE FOOLED.

WHAT IS THAT STONE
BUILDING OVER THERE?

OH, THAT'S THE ARSENAL.

HASN'T BEEN USED
FOR ANYTHING FOR YEARS
BUT A STOREHOUSE.

UH, MAYBE MRS. FORREST
DECIDED TO TAKE
A LITTLE REST.

I THINK I'LL
TAKE A STROLL.

LONG DISTANCE?
NEW YORK, CIRCLE 50598.

YES.

THIS IS KERNDON, SIR.

NO, NO, NOT YET.

THERE'S NO NEED
TO WORRY, SIR.

SHE'S IN THERE NOW.

YES, SIR.

I KNOW MY DUTY.

I KNOW
WHAT MUST BE DONE.

NOTHING WILL PREVENT
MY DOING IT.

DID YOU
GET RESTLESS,
MR. O'MALLEY?

I SEEM ALWAYS
TO BE APOLOGIZING

FOR WASTING
YOUR TIME.

[KEY FALLS]

BUT AS WE DROVE BY,
I REMEMBERED...

I REMEMBERED SOMETHING
THAT I SHOULD
HAVE DESTROYED.

BEFORE THE BIOGRAPHER
COULD SEE IT?

BEFORE ANYONE
COULD SEE IT.

THEY WERE PERSONAL LETTERS
WRITTEN TO ME BY ROBERT

IN THE EARLY DAYS
OF OUR MARRIAGE.

WHENEVER HE WAS AWAY,
HE NEVER FAILED TO WRITE.

YOU MAY BE ROBBING
THE WORLD OF SOME
GREAT LOVE LETTERS.

THEY WEREN'T WRITTEN
TO THE WORLD. THEY
WERE WRITTEN TO ME.

[HORSE SNORTING]

NOW, YOU KEEP
THIS BANDAGE
WELL-SOAKED

WITH A LINIMENT,
PIGGOT.

YES, SIR.

THERE. THAT OUGHT TO
HELP YOU, DIANA.

DO YOU THINK
SHE'LL BE ALL
RIGHT, DOCTOR?

WON'T BE ABLE
TO SAY FOR A DAY OR TWO.

WE'VE TO BE VERSATILE
IN THE COUNTRY.

LAST WEEK I PUT A SPLINT
ON A RABBIT.

WHAT'S WRONG
WITH THE MARE, DOCTOR?

SHE PULLED A TENDON.

LIKELY SHE'LL
HAVE TO BE FIRED.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
YOUNG LADY,

GALLOPING
THAT MARE AFTER
SHE CAST A SHOE?

O'Malley, WORSE.
SHE WAS GALLOPING WITH
THE SHOE HALF-OFF.

THAT'S WHERE THE TROUBLE
CAME IN, DOCTOR?

HOW FAR DID YOU
GALLOP BEFORE
SHE WENT LAME?

DON'T REMEMBER.
THE STORM FRIGHTENED
DIANA, SHE BOLTED.

WAS THAT
THE NIGHT OF--

YES, THE NIGHT
ROBERT WAS KILLED.

Piggot, IT WAS A BAD DAY
ALL AROUND.

OH, MA'AM,
I WISH YOU'D PHONED

FROM MR. FORREST'S
MOTHER'S HOUSE
FOR THE STATION WAGON.

I TRIED TO, BUT
THE LINE WAS OUT OF ORDER.

WERE YOU AT THE MOTHER'S
HOUSE, THEN,
JUST BEFORE THE ACCIDENT?

YES.
I CAME FROM THERE.

IT WAS A SAD TRICK
OF FATE THAT DIANA BOLTED.

IF SHE HADN'T, I--I COULD
HAVE COME BY THE SHORTCUT
AND SEEN THE BRIDGE.

THEN I SHOULD HAVE
WARNED ROBERT.

BUT PROFESSIONALLY
SPEAKING,

I'M WORRIED ABOUT YOU
THAN THE MARE.

WHY DON'T YOU TAKE
OUR FRIEND FOR A RIDE?

DO YOU BOTH GOOD.
HE KNOWS QUITE A BIT
ABOUT HORSES.

I'D LIKE TO GO.

I'LL GET YOU
SOME RIDING THINGS.

WILL YOU HAVE CANEBOOTS
SADDLED AFTER LUNCH?

YES, MA'AM.

THANK YOU
FOR HELPING US OUT.

BYE, DOCTOR.

SO LONG, MY BOY.

NO USE RUNNING
AWAY FROM THINGS.

NO.

ROBERT'S DEATH IS
ALWAYS ON YOUR MIND,
AS IT IS ON MINE.

WE MIGHT AS WELL
TALK ABOUT IT.

SEEMS AWFUL TO THINK
THAT IF IT HADN'T
BEEN FOR DIANE,

YOU MIGHT HAVE SEEN--

THAT THE BRIDGE
WAS DANGEROUS?

OR THAT SOMEONE HAD
HELPED MAKE IT DANGEROUS.

WHY SHOULD YOU
THINK THAT?

WHY SHOULD
ANYONE THINK IT?

BECAUSE I THINK THERE ARE
ALWAYS LITTLE FELLOWS

WHO ARE WILLING AND EAGER
TO TEAR A GREAT MAN DOWN
IN ONE WAY OR ANOTHER.

YOU'RE HINTING
AT SOMEONE.

IF IT'S GEOFFREY,
IT'S TERRIBLE.

I DIDN'T MENTION
HIS NAME.

BUT YOU KNEW THAT
HE AND ROBERT HATED
EACH OTHER.

I KNEW THAT MIDFORD
HAD HAD HIS TROUBLES.

YOU MADE
AN ACCUSATION.

NO, I DIDN'T.
I SIMPLY SAID THAT
IT'S NOT UNBELIEVABLE

TO SUPPOSE THAT SOMEONE
WHO HATED OR FEARED
OR ENVIED YOUR HUSBAND

MIGHT HAVE GIVEN THAT
CLOUDBURST A HELPING
HAND, THAT'S ALL.

YOU ASKED ME TO BE HONEST,
TO TELL YOU WHAT I BELIEVE
AND WHAT I THINK.

I TELL YOU,
I DON'T LIKE IT.

I'VE COME ACROSS
BARRIERS.

IF I TEAR THEM DOWN,
DON'T KNOW WHAT
MIGHT HAPPEN.

TO WHOM?

TO YOU.

WHAT DO YOU WANT
OF ME?

YOUR TRUST.

I DID TRUST YOU.

EVEN IN
THIS SHORT TIME,

I'D COME TO THINK
OF YOU AS A FRIEND,

HIS FRIEND.

I THOUGHT WE WERE
WORKING TOGETHER

SO THAT HE COULD
GO ON LIVING

LONG AFTER YOU AND I
WERE FORGOTTEN.

THAT'S WHAT
YOU OFFERED ME.

WHAT'S GONE WRONG?

THAT'S WHAT
I'M ASKING YOU.

[THUNDER]

ISN'T THAT
HIS MOTHER'S HOUSE?

YES.

[THUNDER]

THE STORM
WON'T HOLD OFF
MUCH LONGER.

I'D LIKE YOU TO
TAKE ME THERE.
I'D LIKE TO MEET HER.

I'M GOING
THIS WAY.

[BELLS RING]

[KNOCKING]

I WISH TO SEE
MRS. FORREST.

YOU WISH TO SEE
MRS. FORREST?

YES.

SHE'S RESTING.

YOU'VE COME TO
THE WRONG HOUSE, SIR.

MRS. ROBERT FORREST
LIVES 3 OR 4 MILES
FROM HERE, SIR.

YES, I KNOW.
I JUST CAME
FROM THERE.

Butler, MRS. FORREST
SENT FOR YOU?

IN A WAY, YES.

THERE'S SOME MISTAKE,
SIR. I'LL SPEAK
TO THE HOUSEKEEPER.

Mrs. Forrest,
COME IN QUICKLY,

OR THEY'LL TELL YOU
I'M RESTING.

CLOSE THE DOOR,
PLEASE.

THERE'S A DRAFT.

I--I HOPE
YOU'LL EXCUSE MY NOT
REMEMBERING YOUR NAME.

STEVEN O'MALLEY.

MRS. FORREST,
YOU SHOULDN'T
BE--

THAT'S ENOUGH,
MRS. TAYLOR.

MR. O'MALLEY HAS COME
TO CALL ON ME.

BUT, MRS. FORREST,
YOU KNOW YOU
SHOULDN'T BE--

I'LL RING
WHEN I WANT YOU.

MRS. FORREST--

DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?

YES,
MRS. FORREST.

POOR MRS. TAYLOR.

SHE DOESN'T
REMEMBER SOMETIMES

THAT SHE'S
ONLY A SERVANT.

PLEASE, MR. O'MALLEY.

THANK YOU.

OH. OH, THANK YOU.

YOU'RE...YOU'RE
ONE OF ROBERT'S FRIENDS?

I'M ONE OF HIS
GREATEST ADMIRERS.

HOW NICE.

ROBERT'S DEAD,
YOU KNOW.

YES. YES, I KNOW.

[THUNDER]

WE'VE HAD QUITE
A BIT OF RAIN LATELY,
HAVEN'T WE?

YES.

I UNDERSTAND
THERE WAS QUITE
A CLOUDBURST

THE NIGHT OF--
UH, THE OTHER NIGHT.

THE OTHER NIGHT?

OH, YES.

YES. YOU MEAN THE NIGHT
ROBERT WAS MURDERED.

ARE YOU ONE OF ROBERT'S
BUSINESS ASSOCIATES?

UH, NO, NO.

I'M A WRITER.

A WRITER?

HOW INTERESTING.

DO YOU WRITE PLAYS?

WELL, I HAVE WRITTEN
A COUPLE, YES.

THEY WEREN'T
VERY SUCCESSFUL.

YOU MUST WRITE A PLAY
ABOUT MY SON.

I WANT SOMEONE TO WRITE
A PLAY ABOUT MY SON...

AND TELL THE TRUTH
ABOUT HIS DEATH.

I'LL HELP YOU.

WELL, THANK YOU.
THAT'S VERY NICE
OF YOU.

I'LL GO NOW,
MRS. FORREST.

I'M SORRY
I DISTURBED YOU.

OH, NO.
NO, PLEASE DON'T GO.

I LIKE YOU.

WHERE'S ROBERT?

COME IN, MY DEAR.

WE'LL LEAVE NOW,
MRS. FORREST. COME ON.

THIS WAS YOUR IDEA.
STAY AND SATISFY
YOURSELF.

MR. O'MALLEY
IS A WRITER.

I DON'T SUPPOSE
HE TOLD YOU

THAT HE WRITES
FOR NEWSPAPERS.

WE'RE GOING TO WRITE
A PLAY TOGETHER.

AREN'T WE,
MR. O'MALLEY?

DID HE
TELL YOU THAT?

ROBERT ALWAYS SAID YOU
WERE A VERY GOOD ACTRESS.

PERHAPS WE COULD GET HER
TO ACT IN OUR PLAY.

WE CAN TALK ABOUT THAT
LATER, MRS. FORREST.

COME ON.

OH, NO.
NO, DON'T GO.

I SO SELDOM
GET TO SEE ANYONE.

CHRISTINE DOESN'T
WANT ME TO SEE ANYONE.

DO YOU?

WELL...

PERHAPS WE COULD COME BACK
AND SEE YOU SOME OTHER TIME,

MRS. FORREST.

ARE YOU MARRIED,
YOUNG MAN?

ROBERT OUGHTN'T
HAVE MARRIED EITHER.

I WARNED HIM.

"SHE'LL PULL YOU DOWN!"
I SAID.

TELL MY SON
I WANT TO SEE HIM.

Christine,
ROBERT'S GONE AWAY
ON A LONG TRIP.

WHY DIDN'T YOU LET HIM
SAY GOOD-BYE TO ME?

HE ALWAYS SAID
GOOD-BYE TO ME.

HE'D KISS ME AND SAY,
"I'M GOING TO FIND
NEW WORLDS, MOTHER."

I KNEW WHAT THAT MEANT.

HE WAS LIKE
ANOTHER GREAT MAN.

ALEXANDER,
HE CALLED HIM.

YOU'RE HIS SORT.

YOU WOULDN'T LET
SILLY WOMEN'S NOTIONS

GET IN YOUR WAY.

MOST WOMEN
SPOIL YOUR LIFE...
PULL YOU DOWN!

THAT'S WHAT I ALWAYS
TOLD MY SON.

MR. O'MALLEY
IS A STRANGER.
HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND.

HE OUGHT TO KNOW
THE TRUTH,

WHAT MY SON HAD TO FIGHT,
EVEN IN HIS OWN HOME.

I LIKE YOU, YOUNG MAN.

YOU'RE NOT THE SNIVELING,
WHINING PUPPY TYPE,

LIKE THAT MIDFORD
THAT USED TO CLING
TO CHRISTINE'S SKIRTS.

ROBERT HATED HIM, TOO.

[THUNDER]

YES, ROBERT.

I WANT ROBERT.
I WANT MY SON.

PLEASE TRY
TO UNDERSTAND.

HE'S GONE AWAY
FOR A LONG TIME.

[THUNDER]

THAT'S ROBERT...

SETTING OUT FOR NEW
WORLDS TO CONQUER.

MRS. FORREST,
LET ME HELP YOU
TO YOUR CHAIR.

I WAS A COOK,
AND I HAD A SON.

NOW I'VE GOT
A BIGGER HOUSE

THAN THE PEOPLE
I USED TO COOK FOR.

THAT'S WHAT MY SON
DID FOR ME.

BIG PEOPLE
HAVE BIG HOUSES,

AND LITTLE PEOPLE
WORK FOR THEM.

[THUNDER]

YES, ROBERT.
I'M LISTENING.

I WAS LISTENING
THE OTHER AFTERNOON,

BUT SHE HAD THE TELEPHONE.

WHY DIDN'T SHE
WARN YOU, ROBERT?

THAT'S NOT TRUE.

SOMEBODY WARNED HER,

EVEN THROUGH THE THUNDER.

I HEARD THEM SAY,
"TELL MR. FORREST
THE BRIDGE IS DOWN,"

BUT SHE DIDN'T TELL HIM.
SHE DIDN'T TELL HIM!

I LEFT BEFORE
THE STORM BROKE.

YOU OR MRS. TAYLOR MUST'VE
TAKEN THE MESSAGE. ANYHOW, IT
WAS TOO LATE!

WAS IT TOO LATE
IF YOU'D RIDDEN BACK
THE WAY YOU ALWAYS WENT...

OVER THE BRIDGE?

I COULDN'T.
MY HORSE BOLTED.

HA!

MEN LIKE ROBERT
AREN'T KILLED
BY ACCIDENT.

THEY'RE STABBED
IN THE BACK!

WHERE ARE YOU, ROBERT?

I WANT...I WANT MY SO--

I WANT MY SON!

Mrs. Taylor, SEE
WHAT YOU'VE DONE?

I WANT MY SON.

I WANT MY--
I WANT MY SON.

MY SON...

[WHIMPERING]

[THUNDER]

WILL IT PLEASE
YOUR READERS TO KNOW

THAT ROBERT FORREST'S
MOTHER HATED HIS WIFE?

NOW YOU CAN ADD AN
INSANE MOTHER TO YOUR STORY.
SATISFIED?

NO. IN OUR PROFESSION,
WE CHERISH AN
ABSURD AMBITION.

WE LIKE TO TELL
THE TRUTH.

NO PRICE IS TOO HIGH
FOR A GOOD STORY?

NONE. I OWE THAT
TO THE PEOPLE WHO READ
WHAT I WRITE.

IF WHAT YOU TOLD THEM
BROKE THEIR HEARTS,
WEAKENED THEIR COURAGE...

I CAN'T JUDGE THAT.
I KNOW MY JOB, I KNOW THAT
I'VE MADE A MESS OF IT.

NOT GETTING WHAT I CAME AFTER.
I'M NOT SURE
THAT I WANNA GET IT.

I'M QUITTING.

SOMEBODY WHO DOESN'T
GIVE A HANG ABOUT
THE TRUTH OR YOU

WILL HAVE TO TAKE OVER.

THERE'S
NO ONE WHOM
I COULD TOLERATE.

YET ALL THE TIME,
YOU'VE TRIED
TO MISLEAD ME.

I'VE TRIED
TO GIVE YOU WHAT
YOU WANTED OF ME.

I'M SORRY. I'M AFRAID
I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT.

THAT MEANS I CAN'T
BELIEVE ANYTHING ANYMORE--

MY OWN SENSES
OR MY OWN JUDGMENT.

AT LEAST WE DON'T
NEED TO HURT
EACH OTHER

ANY MORE THAN
WE'VE DONE ALREADY.

IF YOU DON'T MIND,
I'LL RIDE HOME
ALONE.

HI, O'MALLEY.

HOW'D YOU
GET IN HERE?

INFLUENCE.

LOOKING
FOR SOMETHING?

NO. JUST A HUNCH.

THAT'S WONDERFUL,
FREDDIE.

WHAT IS IT?

IT'S THE BRIDGE.

WHAT BRIDGE? WHERE?

OH, OH.
THIS BRIDGE, HUH?

QUESTION IS,
WAS IT DUE FOR
A CRACKUP OR NOT?

AHH...

DON'T BE SILLY,
FREDDIE.

YOU'RE WASTING
YOUR TIME.

THIS IS
NOT YOUR SPEED.

YOU'RE NOT SAYING THAT
BECAUSE I MIGHT BE
GETTING CLOSE

TO WHERE
THE BODY'S BURIED?

THE BODY IS BURIED
JUST WHERE IT
SHOULD BE BURIED,

IN A HERO'S GRAVE.
WHY DON'T YOU LET IT
REST IN PEACE?

ARE YOU SPEAKING
FOR YOURSELF?

YES OR FOR ANYONE ELSE
WHO MIGHT BE JUST LOOKING
FOR A GOOD STORY.

THAT SOUNDS
PRETTY DULL.

MAYBE THERE'S
A STORY IN A SIMPLE,
HONEST, CLEAN,

HOME-LOVING
MILLIONAIRESS.

WHAT ABOUT
THE HERO'S WIFE?

WELL, WHY DON'T YOU
LEAVE HER IN PEACE, TOO?

IF HER MEMORIES WILL.

MRS. FORREST?

YES.

I'D LIKE
A WORD WITH
YOU, PLEASE.

WHAT IS IT?

I DON'T LIKE THE LOOK ON
MR. O'MALLEY'S FACE.
TIME HAS COME FOR ACTION.

I'VE TAKEN ACTION.

WHAT?!

DON'T RAISE YOUR VOICE.
I'M MANAGING.

TOO IMPORTANT
TO BE MANAGED
BY A WOMAN.

IF IT WAS MANAGED BY A WOMAN
IN THE FIRST PLACE, THIS
WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED.

I HAVE ONE REQUEST
I'D LIKE TO MAKE.

I'D LIKE THE KEYS TO HIS
FILING CABINETS IN THE ARSENAL.

NO.

THERE MAY BE THINGS WHICH YOU
SHOULD HAVE DESTROYED

THAT STILL REMAIN.

O'Malley, MRS. FORREST.

[WHISPERING]
YOU KNOW I
WISH TO HELP.

JUST A MINUTE,
MR. O'MALLEY.

WE MUST LET NOTHING
PREVENT US

FROM PRESERVING THE
MEMORY OF A GREAT MAN.

WHO WAS AND IS
THE BRIGHT FLAME
IN SO MANY LIVES.

COME IN,
MR. O'MALLEY.

I'LL CALL YOU
IF I NEED YOU,
MR. KERNDON.

DOES KERNDON KNOW?

KNOW WHAT?

THAT YOU KILLED
YOUR HUSBAND.

YOU FOUND IT
UNDER THE BRIDGE.

THE NIGHT OF THE TRAGEDY,
YOU CAME THE SHORTCUT.

YOU SAW THE BRIDGE WAS OUT.
THAT'S WHERE DIANA
CAST THE SHOE.

YOU COULD HAVE WARNED HIM,
BUT YOU DIDN'T.

YOU KILLED HIM.

HOW ELSE
CAN I SAY IT?

NO OTHER WAY.

I SAY IT MYSELF.

I SAY IT
OVER AND OVER
AGAIN AT NIGHT.

I LIE IN BED
AND SAY IT.

BUT YOU
DON'T KNOW.

WHAT DON'T I KNOW?

I WARNED HIM.

YOU MEAN
HE COMMITTED SUICIDE?

NO.

YOU WARNED HIM,
THE BRIDGE WAS OUT?

IT WASN'T OUT, QUITE.

QUITE, BUT ENOUGH.

I SUPPOSE SO.

AND YOU WARNED HIM ABOUT IT?

I SAID,
"ROBERT, DON'T GO.
IT MEANS DISASTER."

MEANING THE BRIDGE?

NO.

WELL, WHAT? WHAT?
WHERE WAS HE GOING?

EAST.

DID KERNDON HAVE
ANYTHING TO DO WITH IT?

NO.

HE'S NOT
IN ON IT? NO.

YOU AND GEOFFREY MIDFORD?

GEOFFREY?

DON'T LIE ABOUT IT.
YOU AND MIDFORD!

NO, NO.

YOU BOUGHT THE FARM
FOR HIM, DIDN'T YOU?

YES.

YOUR HUSBAND THREW HIM
OUT, DIDN'T HE?

WHEN HE LEFT YOU
ALONE HERE WITH MIDFORD,

THAT WAS THE DISASTER,
WASN'T IT?

GEOFFREY KNOWS
NOTHING ABOUT IT.

YOU DID IT ALONE.

WHAT A SWEET STORY.

THE REAL STORY OF
A GREAT AMERICAN HERO.

WHATEVER HAS HAPPENED
DOESN'T REFLECT ON HIM.

HE'S STILL A HERO.

THAT'S RIGHT.

AND I MUST STILL
WRITE THIS STORY
AND TELL THE TRUTH.

WHY?

JUST TELL ME WHY.

I WARNED YOU. WHAT DO
YOU THINK HE'LL DO?

HE'LL DO WHAT
HE THINKS IS RIGHT.

HE'LL TELL THE WHOLE WORLD.

THAT WILL
REFLECT ON ME.

THERE'LL BE INQUIRIES.
THE POLICE WILL COME.

THEY'LL PRY, PROBE,
THEY'LL WANT TO KNOW.

GIVE ME THE KEYS.
I'LL DESTROY EVERYTHING.

NO.

THEN YOU SHOULD GO
AND DO IT YOURSELF...

NOW.

JEB! JEB!

JEB!

OH, HELLO,
MR. O'MALLEY.

PUT THOSE BAGS
DOWN.

WHAT'S
THE MATTER,
O'MALLEY?

PUT THE BAGS DOWN!

Janet, BUT, GEOFF! GEOFF!

YOU MIND GETTING
OUT OF HERE?

YES, I DO MIND.

TAKE IT EASY,
JANET.

THIS IS
THE IMPORTANT
GENTLEMAN

CHRISTINE'S
BEEN TELLING YOU
SO MUCH ABOUT.

NOT STEVEN O'MALLEY.

YES. THE ONE
AND ONLY.

WELL, WHAT'S HE GOT
AGAINST YOU?

PLENTY. HOWEVER,
LET'S FORGET
ABOUT IT.

I DON'T WANT
TO FIGHT ANYBODY
TODAY.

I'M MUCH
TOO HAPPY.

THIS IS JEB'S
SISTER JANET,

WHO'LL PROBABLY
KEEP ME IN
BETTER ORDER

AFTER
WE'RE MARRIED.

AFTER YOU'RE MAR--

YOU--

CONGRATULATIONS.

Jason,
HELLO THERE.

JANET...

LET ME LOOK AT YOU.

WHY, YOU'RE
AS BRIGHT AS
A NEW SILVER DOLLAR.

THANKS, GEOFF.
THANKS FOR BRINGING
HER BACK TO US.

THEY'VE LOVED EACH
OTHER EVER SINCE
THEY WERE KIDS.

THEY WERE
TO BE MARRIED.

THEN JANET GOT A JOB
AS MR. FORREST'S
SECRETARY.

AFTER THAT,
SHE SEEMED TO FORGET

THAT MIDFORD WAS
AROUND ANYMORE.

HERO WORSHIP.
SAME AS JEB.

SO MIDFORD STARTED
CROOKING HIS ELBOW
TOO OFTEN,

AND JANET CRACKED UP
ALTOGETHER.

DO YOU BLAME ME
FOR HATING FORREST?

MRS. FORREST GOT HER
INTO A SANITARIUM--

IS THAT WHERE MRS. FORREST
HAS BEEN THE LAST 3 DAYS?

YES.
AT THE SANITARIUM
WITH GEOFFREY.

NOW THEY'RE
TO BE MARRIED.

TELL HIM I'M GOING
TO USE HIS CAR
FOR A MINUTE.

MR. O'MALLEY,
I THOUGHT YOU'D GONE.

WHERE'S MRS. FORREST?

MRS. FORREST?

WHERE IS SHE?

WALKED WITH HER
TO THE ARSENAL.

IT'S THERE THROUGH
THE TREES.

WHOM ARE YOU
SHIELDING?

I'M NOT SHIELDING ANYONE.
IF I WERE, I SHOULDN'T
BETRAY THEM.

YOU'RE BRAVE, ALRIGHT.
YOU WERE READY
TO LET ME GO

BELIEVING YOU WERE GUILTY
OF THE DIRTIEST TREACHERY.

I WANT YOU TO GO.

I'M GONNA GET
THE TRUTH OF THIS

IF I HAVE TO TEAR HIM
DOWN WITH IT!

NO! YOU SHAN'T DO THAT!

DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND,
YOU'RE IN A JAM?

I WANNA HELP YOU.
I CAN HELP YOU.

WHAT YOU'VE DONE
IS TERRIBLE, BUT
YOU'RE NOT TERRIBLE.

YES, I AM.

IF YOU ARE,
IT'S TOO LATE FOR ME
TO STOP NOW.

IF IT HAD BEEN
YOU AND MIDFORD,
I WOULD'VE STOPPED.

I COULD'VE UNDERSTOOD THAT.
THAT WOULD'VE BEEN LOVE.

I UNDERSTAND LOVE NOW.
UNDERSTAND WHAT
IT DOES TO A MAN, A WOMAN.

I DON'T EVEN CARE
WHY YOU WANTED TO
GET RID OF FORREST!

I ONLY CARE THAT YOU
WON'T LET ME HELP YOU.

NO.

BUT YOU ARE IN TROUBLE,
AREN'T YOU?

YES, I'M IN TROUBLE.

YOU NEED ME,
DON'T YOU?

YES, I NEED YOU.

WELL,
THEN WHAT IS IT?

TELL ME.
WHAT IS IT?

BUT YOU...

YOU'RE
IN TROUBLE, TOO.

DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME.

SOMEONE
YOU BELIEVED IN

YOU AREN'T GOING
TO BELIEVE IN
ANYMORE.

I BELIEVE IN YOU
SO MUCH THAT YOU
CAN'T HELP YOURSELF.

YOU MUST BE
WHAT I BELIEVE YOU ARE.

I'VE BEEN WANTING
TO TALK TO YOU
SINCE THAT--

THAT FIRST NIGHT
YOU CAME.

I CAN'T FIGHT
YOU OFF ANY LONGER.

I MARRIED A...
LEGEND.

A LEGEND
ABOUT A HERO.

I DIDN'T KNOW IT
AT FIRST.

I...I WORSHIPPED
ROBERT.

PERHAPS TO WORSHIP
ANYONE IS TO DESTROY
THEM.

EVERYONE
WORSHIPPED HIM.

NO, NO, THE, UH...

THE IMAGE OF HIM.

THE IMAGE THAT HAD
BEEN CAREFULLY BUILT UP
IN PEOPLE'S MINDS,

DELIBERATELY BUILT UP,
I NOW BELIEVE--

BUILT UP WITH
A TERRIBLE PURPOSE.

WHEN I DISCOVERED
WHAT THAT PURPOSE
WAS,

I HAD TO DESTROY
THE IMAGE.

NO, I...

I HAD TO DESTROY
THE MAN...

TO SAVE THE IMAGE.

YES, THAT WAS IT.

WHAT TERRIBLE PURPOSE?

I...I DIDN'T KNOW
IT WAS TERRIBLE
ONCE.

YOU--YOU HEARD
HIS MOTHER
THIS AFTERNOON.

HIS MOTHER'S INSANE.

BUT ROBERT WASN'T.

HE GREW TO DESPISE
THE PEOPLE THAT
WORSHIPPED HIM--

ALL OF US.

ME, TOO.

HE FELT THAT WE WERE
ALL BENEATH HIM.

I DIDN'T KNOW
WHAT HAD HAPPENED.

I--I SUPPOSE THAT
I WAS A BIT LIKE
THAT MYSELF ONCE.

I BELIEVED
IN A FEW PEOPLE--

LEADERS, RULERS.

BUT WHEN ROBERT
BEGAN TO CHANGE,

I...

I SAW THE FACE
OF FASCISM

IN MY OWN HOME--

HATRED, ARROGANCE,
CRUELTY.

I SAW WHAT GERMAN
WOMEN WERE FACING.

I SAW THE ENEMY.

[WHISPERS]
ROBERT FORREST.

THE MORNING
OF THE ACCIDENT,

I STOLE HIS KEYS,

CAME HERE,
AND OPENED THIS.

THIS IS WHAT I FOUND,

THE KEY TO ROBERT FORREST'S
FASCIST ORGANIZATION.

OF COURSE, THEY DIDN'T
CALL IT FASCISM.

THEY PAINTED IT
RED, WHITE, AND BLUE
AND CALLED IT "AMERICANISM."

IN HERE ARE THE FUNDS
TO SEE IT THROUGH,

FANTASTIC AMOUNTS
SUBSCRIBED BY A FEW
PRIVATE INDIVIDUALS

TO WHOM MONEY DIDN'T MEAN
ANYTHING ANYMORE

BUT WHO WANTED
POLITICAL POWER.

KNEW THEY COULD NEVER
GET IT BY DEMOCRATIC MEANS.

THERE'S A LIST
OF THEIR NAMES.

THIS WAS THE ESSENCE
OF THEIR PLAN.

HERE ARE SOME ARTICLES
READY FOR RELEASE

TO STIR UP ALL
THE LITTLE HATREDS

OF THE WHOLE NATION
AGAINST EACH OTHER.

THIS WAS AN ARTICLE
TO BE PUBLISHED IN
AN ANTI-SEMITIC PAPER

ATTACKING THE JEWS.

THIS WAS TO BE USED
IN THE FARMER'S GAZETTE

TO STIR THEM UP
AGAINST THE CITY DWELLERS.

HERE'S ONE ATTACKING
THE CATHOLICS.

ANTI-NEGRO, ANTI-LABOR,
ANTI-TRADE UNION,

SUBTLE APPEAL
TO THE KU KLUX KLAN.

HERE'S A LIST
OF NEWSPAPER EDITORS

WHO EITHER SOUGHT
TO OCCUPY PUBLIC OFFICE

OR SOUGHT TO DICTATE
WHO SHOULD OCCUPY
PUBLIC OFFICE

AND WHEN THEY FAILED,
FELT THAT THE PUBLIC
WAS A GREAT, STUPID BEAST.

HERE'S A LIST OF MEN
WHO SERVED THEIR COUNTRY
IN THE LAST WAR

AND WERE FAILURES IN BUSINESS
AND AGAIN LONGED
FOR THE POWER OF RANK

AND THE PRESTIGE
OF A UNIFORM.

IN THERE ARE THE NAMES
AND ADDRESSES OF THE MEN
WHO WERE DESIGNATED

TO BE AMERICA'S
FIRST STORM TROOPERS.

BUT WHAT WAS REALLY
SHOCKING TO ME

WAS THE COMPLETE
CYNICISM OF THE PLAN.

EACH OF THESE GROUPS
WAS SIMPLY TO BE USED

UNTIL ITS USEFULNESS
WAS EXHAUSTED.

HATES WERE TO BE PLAYED
AGAINST HATES.

IF ONE GROUP THREATENED
TO GET TOO POWERFUL,

IT WOULD BE KILLED OFF
BY ANOTHER GROUP.

AND IN THE END,
ALL THESE POOR
LITTLE PEOPLE

WHO NEVER KNEW
TO WHAT PURPOSE THEY
WERE LENDING THEMSELVES

WOULD BE IN THE SAME CHAINS,
COWED AND ENSLAVED...

WITH ROBERT FORREST
AND HIS HANDFUL OF
POWER-THIRSTY HENCHMEN

CRACKING THE WHIP.

ROBERT FORREST.

WHAT HAPPENED
TO HIM?

HE CHANGED.

WHEN I FIRST
MARRIED HIM,

HE WAS AS MUCH A PART
OF THIS COUNTRY
AS LINCOLN HIMSELF.

AND I LOVE OUR COUNTRY.

ALWAYS WHEN I CAME BACK
FROM EUROPE,

I FELT WHAT IT MEANT
TO LIVE IN THE LAND
OF THE FREE.

WHEN I MARRIED ROBERT,

I FELT THAT I WAS
STEPPING INTO ITS HISTORY.

HE WAS BRAVE AND
NOBLE AND IMMORTAL,

AND I WAS SO PROUD.

BUT HE CHANGED,
I TELL YOU.

NOT ALL AT ONCE,
BUT GRADUALLY.

COULDN'T HAVE BEEN
BECAUSE HE WAS BITTER
OR DISAPPOINTED.

HIS LIFE HAD BEEN
ONLY TRIUMPH,

AND THE TEARS
COULD STILL COME
INTO HIS EYES,

AND THE CATCH IN
HIS WONDERFUL VOICE

WHEN HE SPOKE
TO THE PEOPLE.

PERHAPS HE LOVED
THE PEOPLE.

PERHAPS HE LOVED THEM
BUT DIDN'T TRUST THEM
TO THINK FOR THEMSELVES.

OR PERHAPS HE WAS INSATIABLE

AND WANTED EVEN MORE POWER
TO ADD TO HIS GLORY.

I DON'T KNOW.

BUT HE ENVIED
THE DICTATORS

AND THOUGHT THAT ALL
GOVERNMENTS OF THE PEOPLE
AND BY THE PEOPLE

WERE SOON TO PERISH
FROM THE EARTH.

ROBERT FORREST.

AND AS HE CHANGED,
MY...

MY LOVE CHANGED, TOO.

I REMEMBER THE FIRST DAY
I LOOKED AT HIS FACE

AND TREMBLED WITH FEAR
AT THE CHANGE THAT
I SAW IN THAT FACE--

HATRED, ARROGANCE,
CRUELTY...

THE FACE OF A MAN
WHO NO LONGER BELIEVED IN GOD

BUT ONLY IN HIMSELF.

AND HE HELD ME
IN HIS ARMS,

AND I KNEW THAT IT WAS NO LONGER
A WIFE THAT HE WANTED BUT SONS.

AND HIS EYES TOLD ME
THAT I WAS A POOR CREATURE

WHO COULDN'T
GIVE HIM SONS.

THEN MY FEAR CHANGED
TO PITY.

I THOUGHT THAT HE WAS
GOING LIKE HIS MOTHER,

THAT IT WAS MADNESS,

THE THINGS HE'D THINK OF,
THE IDEAS HE PLAYED WITH,

HIS FRANK CONTEMPT
OF DEMOCRACY,
HIS INCREDIBLE AMBITION.

BUT HE WASN'T MAD.
HE WASN'T MAD.

I WAS MORE IN DANGER
FROM MY OWN THOUGHTS
THAN HE.

THE MORNING
OF THE ACCIDENT,

I STOLE HIS KEYS,

CAME HERE, AND
OPENED THE CABINET.

THEN I KNEW THAT
ROBERT FORREST WAS LOST,

THAT HE WAS A TRAITOR
TO HIS COUNTRY.

I DIDN'T KNOW
WHAT TO DO.

WENT RIDING TO BE
ALONE TO TRY TO THINK.
RODE ALL AFTERNOON.

THE CLOUDBURST CAME.
I TOOK REFUGE IN
THE MOTHER'S HOUSE.

I GOT
THE TELEPHONE MESSAGE.

I KNEW THE BRIDGE
WAS OUT. I SAW IT.

I CAME BACK THAT WAY
AFTER THE CLOUDBURST.

SUDDENLY IT WAS
CLEAR TO ME.

KNEW SOMETHING
HAD TO BE DONE.
THEIR MOMENT HAD COME.

SABOTEURS WERE
AWAITING INSTRUCTIONS
FROM ROBERT FORREST,

AND HE WAS ON HIS WAY
TO GIVE THEM.

I STOOD LOOKING
AT THE BRIDGE.

I SAID TO MYSELF
QUITE CALMLY,

"HE'LL COME THIS WAY
AND BE KILLED

UNLESS I HURRY
AND WARN HIM."

BUT I DIDN'T WARN HIM...

BECAUSE IT CAME TO ME
THAT CLEAN DEATH
IN THE RAIN

WAS THE BEST THING
THAT COULD HAPPEN
TO ROBERT FORREST.

"SEND HIM BY THE BRIDGE,"
I PRAYED.

"LET HIM BE KILLED THAT
HE MAY NOT MOCK THOSE
WHO HAVE TRUSTED HIM

AND DESTROY THEM
AS HE HAS DESTROYED ME."

HALF AN HOUR LATER,
THEY BROUGHT HIS BODY HOME.

NOW HE'S IN YOUR HANDS.

CHRISTINE,
I WANT YOU TO DO
SOMETHING FOR ME.

YOU WANT ME TO
GIVE MYSELF UP.

NO, NO, NO.

I WANT YOU TO HELP
ME TELL THE WORLD
THE TRUTH ABOUT HIM.

YOU MEAN DESTROY
PEOPLE'S BELIEF
IN THEIR HERO? WHY?

HE WASN'T THEIR HERO.
HE WAS THEIR ENEMY,

AND THEY MUST KNOW IT.

THEY MUST KNOW
WHAT THEIR ENEMIES
OVER THERE

CAN DO TO HEROES
OVER HERE.

BUT IT WILL
DESTROY THEM.

CHRISTINE, PEOPLE
ARE NOT CHILDREN.

SOMETIMES THEY ACT
LIKE CHILDREN

WHEN YOU GET THEM
SCARED AND CONFUSED,

BUT DOWN IN THEIR
HEARTS, THEY KNOW
THEY'RE NOT AFRAID.

THEY WANT THE TRUTH,
AND THEY CAN TAKE IT.

YOU CAN'T LIE TO THEM.

I CAN'T LIE TO THEM.

DO WHAT...

DO WHAT YOU THINK
IS RIGHT.

I TRUST YOU.

I'LL DO MY BEST
TO HELP YOU.

Christine, KEY'S
ON THE OTHER SIDE!

[COUGHING]

IT DOESN'T WORK!

THE WIRE'S BEEN CUT.

WHO DID IT?

KERNDON.
IS THIS THE ONLY WAY OUT?

YES.

STEVE!

WRITE THE STORY, STEVE.

TELL THE TRUTH.

[THUNDER]

THE LIGHTS!
TURN THEM OFF!

AAH!