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Get up, Yui.

It's going five o'clock already.

Okay, Ma.

[grunts]

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Yes, sir.

Bet you wonder if I ever get tired of milking you, huh?

[laughs]

There you go. Here, try some of this.

You're gonna like this a lot better. Yes, sir.

Uh-huh. You know what I just might do?

I just might get me one of them machines that can suck a cow to death.

Especially a woeful old cow like yourself.

[grunts]

Yeah.

What do you think about that?

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[squeaking]

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Morning, Robert.

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Okay, okay. Get in class.

Hi, Mrs. Paine. Morning.

[indistinct chatter]

Morning.

Morning. Morning.

Morning.

Meghan. Morning, Meghan.

Where do you think you're going?

Meghan.

Thank you.

Hey, you want a tray?

Not in this lifetime.

[laughs]

Hey, hey. Good night. Your place or mine?

Mine.

Have a good one. You too.

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[door slams]

[indistinct chatter]

Now, I know that you've all heard about the possibility of the school

closing at the end of this semester.

For those of you who aren't graduating...

[indistinct chatter]

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Now, all this is not official until the school board meets next week.

At which time I'll be able to present formally my arguments against it.

As you all know...

it's always best to be thinking ahead.

Well, now...

who might you be?

Catherine Wheeler.

Well, Catherine Wheeler, come on in and close the door.

[door opens]

I don't see your name on the enrollment sheet here.

What grade are you, Catherine?

Um, senior.

Senior. Oh, yeah.

Well, welcome to Howardesville.

You'll find this a very friendly place.

And if you or your family need any help, please feel free to ask.

Thank you.

Just pick a vacant seat out there.

Okay.

I'd like to start with local history today. Get your history book and turn

the page.

[door opens]

You two shouldn't be working so late.

We'll just have to finish scheduling assignments.

It won't be much longer.

Good night, Mama.

Sleep tight, hon.

Good night, Mama.

Good night, sir.

Well, I'm off to Betty by.

Good night, Lily.

Good night.

Well, another year.

The last one, as it turns out.

Had to happen eventually. It's called progress.

What's progressive about making 30 kids ride 60 miles every day?

Speaking of which, are you taking the job?

I don't think so.

I thought maybe I could just be a fill-in or something.

What do you think?

I think you should do whatever you want.

Can we talk about farming this place?

What about it?

Joseph.

That's old news, Rosalie.

What do you want me to do?

Work both places like Lily and my mom want?

We'd have corn on one and soybeans on the other.

They always use you to get at me.

I guess they just think you'll fall to pieces without your job.

You know, drink, not marry me.

Maybe I should find somebody else.

But I got six years into you.

Likewise. We should just make up our minds.

I already have.

Six years ago. You're a bit slow.

And what's gonna change if we marry?

I don't want to live here with Orin's mother.

You don't want to move out of this fine house into ours.

Of course I would. I'd move in tomorrow.

Robert's going off to college.

I better be getting on.

I'll finish these later.

You're not spending the night?

Uh-uh. I have to look in on Mama.

She hasn't been feeling too good.

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What happened to your father?

Korea. He died in the war.

So, Mr. Spinnen just did that?

No.

He's just screwing my mother's off.

Let's go, Robert.

Okay. See you later.

[ Door Opens ]

Mr. Spinnen.

Major Nathan Wheeler.

U.S. Army retired.

In case you've heard, I'm leaving your neighbor.

Yeah, well, in these parts, that's, uh,

anybody living in a 20-mile radius of each other.

I believe you've met my daughter, Catherine.

Yes, sir, I have.

How are you today, Catherine?

Good. Thank you.

Which reminds me, her records arrive today,

so she'll have them for you Monday, if that's all right.

That sounds just fine.

Also, I was wondering if I could talk you maybe

into boarding Catherine's horse.

The Oliver Place doesn't have a barn, you know,

and I was talking to Dr. Evans earlier,

and he suggested you might be agreeable

to an arrangement for a fee.

I could pay you, say, $175 a month.

Does that sound fair?

That sounds, uh, just fine, Major.

Thank you. I'm gonna take him out now.

"V-E-N-V-E-N."

Is that Norwegian or Swedish?

No, it's Swedish.

Here you go. I'm very grateful to you, sir.

Thank you.

Honey, I don't think we have time for that right now.

Well, I can, uh, drop her by your place later, Major.

I have to pass by there in a while anyway.

Oh, come on, please, Daddy.

If there's no trouble.

No, no trouble at all.

Catherine, when Mr. Spindon is ready to go,

you come home. You hear me?

Yes, I do.

Okay. Thank you, sir.

[engine starts]

[engine starts]

[engine starts]

[sheep bleating]

[sheep bleating]

Are you okay?

Sure, it's good.

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My father would have paid $200 a month.

I know.

Would it be too much if I came over to ride him every day?

No, come whenever you like. You don't need a key.

I love that poem that you read yesterday.

By Keats. Do you like him better than Emily Dickinson?

What are you thinking about?

That this is my last year of teaching.

I've heard a lot of really good things about Chicago,

but New York is the place to go, I guess.

For drama school. Is that what you're gonna do, study acting?

I think I'd be good at it.

What are you gonna do next year?

I don't know.

What are you good at?

What? What am I good at?

Yeah, deep down inside we all know that there's something that we're good

at.

It's just a matter of making others recognize our pure talents.

You know that you're good at, like, teaching and farming, right?

No. I'm a mediocre teacher.

I'm an even worse farmer.

Well, there goes your theory.

I don't think so.

But even if that's true, there's gotta be something that you're good at.

And just not telling me.

But I'll find out.

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[gunshot]

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I think we should make love.

[wind blowing]

[birds chirping]

[birds chirping]

[birds chirping]

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What are you thinking about?

That I never made love with a student before.

Does it bother you?

I don't know.

I think it would bother me more if it had been your first time.

I don't think it was, was it?

No. I've been with other guys.

I see.

Did you enjoy yourself?

With them or with you?

[chuckles]

I deserved that.

Well, let's just say that you're the best so far.

[chuckles]

[chuckles]

[sighs]

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Son of a bitch. Guess the drinks are on you.

Sure.

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What?

You know, Rosalie,

I guess I've been in love with you about all of my whole stupid life.

Well, that's all right. It's good for you.

You up for another?

Why not?

Okay.

Going for my threes.

Mrs. Hanson?

Hey, Reverend.

Rosalie.

Doctor, you're up.

War is over.

Can I have a shot?

Sure.

Surely, Mr. Spindon, you can't expect us to allow you to continue teaching

without the proper credentials.

I don't believe you ever even went to college.

Look, I think Mr. Spindon understands the position the board is taking,

but, you know, he's been teaching here for more than 20 years,

and not one of his students has ever been denied admission to college

because of academic reasons.

Granted, not many have wanted to go,

but Mrs. Johnson's son here got into the university on an academic

scholarship,

and he's doing well.

It does happen.

We have two perfectly good schools in town,

taught by professional educators.

What do you offer that they don't?

The chance to gain the basics without being bused 60 miles a day

after getting up at dawn to do chores.

These kids have a hard enough time competing with the kids in town.

Why didn't you simply take some college courses

and earn a degree like Mrs. Henson?

I wasn't teaching college courses.

In all fairness, ma'am, I had more time and resources available to me

than did Mr. Spindon.

Don't make any excuses for me.

I could have done that, yes,

but I didn't think that the school board was going to expand its district

this far out of town.

I was trying to combine the service with making a living.

I guess I was wrong.

Mr. Spindon, you certainly can't blame us for your oversight.

You have had every opportunity to earn your credentials.

You've already made up your mind about this.

There's nothing I can say here today that's going to make any difference,

is it?

No, I'm afraid that's true.

We don't see any reason why we should reconsider the matter.

Then why in the hell did you let me waste my time talking to you?

We don't need that kind of language, Mr. Spindon.

That's because you're a bunch of pompous assholes.

Mr. Spindon, I believe you owe this board an apology.

For what? No rule says I can't call an asshole an asshole.

Rosalie?

[indistinct chatter]

It's time for you to marry me.

I know.

You'll say it.

Say, "Will you marry me?"

I want to make you happy.

True.

Yes.

You do make me happy.

As happy as the world made you.

I'm going home.

[music playing]

[door opens]

[birds chirping]

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[birds chirping]

[music playing]

Hey, you're beauty all right.

You're beauty all right.

Here you go.

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Well, sir, she's holding her own.

That's good.

Yeah. Been hunting lately?

I've been getting out a little bit.

I went to have some duck with a major last week.

Got three beauties.

Not mine, his.

Basses are a crack shot.

I'll give that to him. Almost as good as you.

Really?

It'll be close.

Tell me you saw a coyote down around Ferries Road.

He's all set to go after it.

There aren't any coyotes in this part of the country.

Maybe it was a wolf.

There aren't any wolves either.

Come on with me.

I got something I want to give you.

I want you to have this.

I found out the hard way last week.

My back ain't what it used to be.

Hunting and I are done.

Jesus, Doc.

I don't know what to say.

You sure you want to do this?

Well, I know you've always admired it.

I'm tired of oil in the thing.

Anyway, I'd rather you have it than have it sit around die of rust.

All right.

Call me if there's any change and let her do what she wants.

Come on.

Jesus, Catherine.

My way to Godiva.

You like it?

Get off that horse, you lunatic. Why did somebody walk in?

What if they did?

You just surprised me, is all.

Yeah, I'm an old man.

You've got to watch my heart.

What if the Major found out about us?

What if he did?

Oh.

Oh.

Smells good in here.

I roasted a mallard.

You wee.

Oh, you're a mess.

Are you drunk?

Clean up now.

The supper's almost ready.

I'm fine, Mom. I'm just fine.

Look what the doctor gave me.

Oh, that was good of him.

He said he was too old to hunt. Can you imagine that?

Too old to hunt.

(DOOR CLOSES)

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How you feeling, Mama?

Oh.

Feels like there are nails driven in my stomach.

You want me to call Dr. Evans?

No, no, no.

You have to marry Rosalie.

I know, Mom.

She told me she didn't think you wanted to marry her.

I said, "Nonsense."

You were just waiting for me to die

so you wouldn't have so much on your mind.

I know you wanted to marry Rosalie when Oren did.

Now you can, so do it.

With the school closing, I won't have a job.

I can't get married without a job.

Nonsense.

Sell what's left.

Marry Rosalie.

Farm her place.

Oh, you're stupid for a schoolteacher.

(CHUCKLES)

Take Rosalie on a decent honeymoon.

Cash in those coins.

The tossing waves, the foam, the shifts in the distance,

the wild unrest, the snowy, curling caps.

That inbound urge, an urge of waves seeking the shores for...

Wait a minute.

This isn't going anywhere, is it?

I'm not going anywhere, am I?

Have any of you been to the ocean?

I have.

Oh, good. Come up here.

Here, hold this.

Hold this.

Now, what I'm gonna say is this.

People think poetry is too complicated. They think it's boring.

It is boring.

That's right. That's right.

Mostly it is.

And that's because mostly poetry is written by bad poets.

Let's say that good poetry is really what's simple.

Let's say it's what you feel when the morning wind moves across your face.

You smell the ocean for the first time.

When you saw the ocean first, what did you feel?

Oh, I think I felt scared.

A valid emotion. You could write about that.

Okay. Now, we're gonna have a little test.

I want you to write a poem about some place you've been before.

Maybe a lake. Some place that you felt something about.

I don't think you have to have been some place to write about it.

I'm sorry.

It's okay. It's okay.

Explain yourself.

It's an accident.

Catherine dropped my picture.

Go on.

Well, take Emily Dickinson.

She wrote love letters to a man, and yet it's been said that she died a

virgin.

I mean, even if she never knew a man physically,

she still wrote some of the greatest love poems in all literature.

Okay. That's right.

And your point?

Well, you don't have to experience something to write passionately about

it.

All you need is your imagination.

What the imagination sees as its beauty must be truth,

whether it ever existed before or not.

John Keats wrote that in a letter to his parents in 1818.

Is that what you mean, Catherine?

You should be teaching this class.

This class.

Yes, ma'am.

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

[paper rustling]

Don't ask to see me like this again.

Let's just keep it to our horse-riding arrangement.

And I don't want you flirting with me in class.

It's just not a good idea, Catherine.

You flirted with me first.

You could be a real dork, you know that?

I did not flirt with you.

I don't need to flirt with you.

Ah, you're pregnant, aren't you?

No.

Is that what's been worrying you?

That's crossed my mind.

Well, I happen to wear a diagram.

How about the first time? Are you wearing a pin?

Why should I tell you?

Now, don't be cute with me.

I'm not in a mood.

Don't.

[humming]

I'm not gonna do anything until you tell me.

Okay, yes. I was wearing it then.

You knew that we were gonna make love.

Yeah.

I had a premonition.

What did you want to say to me?

Well...

I am pregnant.

Well, what are we gonna do about it?

Joseph!

Just kidding!

Just kidding?

Come here.

Uh-uh.

I'm not touching you.

[grunting]

[gasping]

[gasping]

[gasping]

[gasping]

[gasping]

[gasping]

[gasping]

You smell like the ocean.

I am your ocean.

[gasping]

[music playing]

Looks like a storm coming in.

There's a girl in your class that's gonna crush on you.

You're always is.

You remember Christina?

You know, the big brown eye?

Yes, I do.

Mr. Slimman.

I wonder if you'd like to take a ride in Daddy's new cab.

[laughing]

She looks very lucky.

You're terrible.

Does she have a horse in your barn too?

[knocking]

[knocking]

[knocking]

[groaning]

Major?

Good morning, Joseph.

I lost my hunting partner.

I thought you might like to go out and shoot some birds with me.

I hear you're quite good.

I hear the same about you.

Well?

Kind of jumpy there.

Just relax.

They're gonna be coming in any minute.

I never bag more than I need.

What about you?

No, absolutely not.

That's good.

I'm just too old to just kill for the sake of killing.

I don't find any pleasure in it anymore.

Somebody told me that you saw a coyote down around Ferry's Road.

No, I thought it was.

But I changed my mind.

It was too big.

It's a wolf.

And I'm gonna nail the bastard.

I thought you didn't kill critters just for the fun.

Well, let's take coyotes, for instance.

Now, there is an interesting creature, very devious.

Did you know they can snatch a hen, a piglet, a hamster, a little pet?

Out from under your nose just like that?

Before you know it, they're gone.

They deserve to be killed.

They deserve to be killed.

Well, they're also free-spirited and determined.

You catch a coyote's leg in a trap and he'll chew it off to get away.

Free-spirited, my ass.

They're greedy.

What they can't eat or fuck, they piss on, just like any other dog.

Here they come.

The first one's yours.

(DOG BARKING)

He's ours.

Now, I'm a little off this morning.

(WATER SPLASHING)

(HORSE NEIGHING)

Uh, I increased her medication.

So, in a little while, she'll be wussier.

Uh, I think you should probably tell your sisters, uh...

(SCOFFS) Why?

As things start fighting over their share of things around here.

You know, Mama and I had a talk.

She decided she'd want either one of them known.

Ah, she's probably right.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(WATER SPLASHING)

Look at what I brought you.

It's sour mashed bourbon. It's 20 years old.

Ah, I know what it is.

Taste it.

Not now. Too hungover?

You wanna see Bolo?

Not now.

I'm too sexed up.

How's your mother?

Why are you interested in my mother?

She's a drunk, period. That's why I'm never gonna drink.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Do you like the color blue?

I think you do.

(CHUCKLES)

I thought you would.

Let's go in the house.

No.

I told you never in the house.

You don't love me anymore.

I do love you, Catherine.

No, you don't. You're gonna marry Rosalie.

I'm gonna marry Rosalie? Who told you that?

Robert, and he's not very happy about it.

Well, you two have gotten awfully close, haven't you?

Well, Robert needs a friend.

He feels comfortable with me, and he's sweet. I like him.

I don't wanna talk about Robert.

What have you told him?

About what? About us?

Getting married?

(LAUGHS)

Nothing.

I told him nothing.

You still want me, don't you, Joseph?

Joseph?

I promise you...

I would never tell anyone about us.

(SIGHS)

Hello, Joe.

What you doing?

Oh, I'm napping. What the hell?

D-Doc!

(SIGHS)

Oh, my God.

He's gonna go tell my father.

No, he won't. He's not gonna tell anyone.

Thank you.

He's not gonna tell anybody.

Vern, can I get a glass? Sure, Joe.

(SIGHS)

She certainly has a sweet-looking little body on her,

but you oughta stick to fucking grown-ups, dumbass.

Here you go. Thank you, Vern. Thank you.

When they're that young and as mixed up as she is,

they'll make trouble for you. I treat her mother.

(SLURPING)

'Cause maybe you want some trouble. You sure as hell gonna get it.

How long has this been going on?

I don't know.

Three months, maybe four.

It was her idea.

She was 17. You were 47. It was her idea.

You're cracking up, boy. Okay.

It was my idea.

♪ In your eyes

It's the first initiative I've taken in years.

What are you, taking vitamins or something?

Rosalie looks happy enough.

Listen, this is...

This is gonna get out, you know.

Well...

If it's gonna get out, uh...

I may as well keep it.

Because it's fun.

I've said on my ass too long.

You may not believe this, Doc, but, uh...

I just haven't made love that much in my lifetime.

You know what? You don't regret the ones you do when you're old and

looking back.

You only regret the ones you don't, but...

Joseph...

She's awfully young.

How's Mother?

She won't last a month.

Neither will you, if the major finds out.

But maybe he'll just shoot you in the good leg.

Oh, he gave himself another one.

[piano playing]

[children playing]

[siren]

What do you want to drink?

Beer and tomato juice.

Katherine.

Robert.

Hi, Mr. Stanley.

Katherine, Robert.

[piano playing]

There you go.

We're spending a lot of time together.

Who?

Those two.

All right if I sit down?

Sure.

[piano playing]

[laughs]

Robert's really sweet.

You know that? You've done a great job raising him.

He's lucky to have a mom like you.

Oh, thank you.

You know what, though? I think it would be...

I think it would be good for him if you felt comfortable to talk to you.

Talk to me? About what?

Well, haven't you noticed how depressed he is?

I mean, he's really upset about you and Joseph.

Katherine, I don't think that that's any of your business.

Yes, it is. Robert's my friend.

I'm sorry. I'm not trying to cause any trouble.

Excuse me.

I like Katherine, you know that?

She's got a lot of spunk.

Robert does have fun with her.

You want to come in the house?

No.

Come on.

Come inside.

No.

Let's do it here.

Joseph, no. Please, come inside.

No. No, I think I'm going to go home.

No.

Dear Huey, fooling around with such a young girl.

You know?

Of course I know.

I don't know who you think you've been fooling.

I spotted her the first day that Jeep drove into the yard.

I know.

What can I say? I'm a bad man.

But sometimes it's...

great fun to be bad.

You're not a bad man.

If that made men bad, we'd all be lost.

Oh, I'm tired, Huey.

Let me carry you to bed, Mama.

No. I mean, I'm tired of this body.

It's worse than having a baby every day.

Pick me up now, Huey.

Oh.

Oh.

I'm going to call Dr. Evans and see what he thinks.

Oh, no. It's not necessary.

I'll wake you up in the morning.

Good night.

Good night.

[snoring]

[sighs]

[music playing]

Rosalie!

Rosalie!

Where the hell are you?

What's the matter with you? People are sleeping here.

What is it?

Maybe I got the flu.

You've had the flu for months.

You're acting very strange,

and I don't think it's because of your mother.

Then maybe it's a change of life. Men my age go through a change of life.

They know they're gonna die without doing the things that they wanted.

Oh, bullshit.

What do you wanna do other than screw some movie star like everybody else?

What do I wanna do? I'd like to spend some time on the ocean

where there are no students, no people, in a boat,

just reading, drinking, fishing, swimming.

You know what else I'd like to do?

I'd like to fuck you with all the lights on.

I'd like to do everything I ever thought of.

I am tired of fucking you in the dark

on Friday and Sunday nights and sometimes on Wednesday.

Look at me. I'm 47 years old.

And I've never fucked you in the daylight, let alone seen the ocean.

We went to Washington once. We have never been to New York.

I want us to change before we get too old and die and it's too late.

Don't you wanna act differently?

I'm tired of you acting like a goddamn widow.

I have loved you since I was 18 years old.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry I disappoint you.

Look at me, other than my foot, which you've seen a hundred times.

Do I look so goddamn strange that I have to be

shut away in the dark like some goddamn freak?

You're not looking at me and you're not answering me.

I want you to fuck me the way you did Orin

when you were like 16 or 20 or 25.

The way you said you did.

I don't wanna just fuck a sad widowed school teacher and then die in

winter.

Oh, shut up. Please, shut up.

I need to think a minute.

I need a drink.

Well, bring me one, too. I'm gonna have to stand here all night.

The least I can do is have a drink.

(somber music)

(sighs)

I'll have a drink.

(somber music)

(sighs)

(somber music)

(sighs)

All the way.

Everything?

Absolutely.

(somber music)

(somber music)

(sighs)

(gurgling)

(somber music)

Well, here goes.

Good.

Now we get started.

(laughs)

What was that?

(somber music)

That's fun.

(somber music)

(somber music)

We do now commit the body of thy faithful servant

to thy loving care, O merciful God.

Hold her and protect her until the time she is joined

by her loved ones, as shall we all one day be so joined.

Shower your comfort on the friends and loved ones

gathered here today.

Enter their hearts.

Bring them peace.

Secure in the knowledge that a better world awaits us all

at the end of life's passage.

I would like now for the children to step forward, please.

Charlotte, Marie, and Joseph.

You may now entrust your mother to the earth

from which all life springs forth

and to which we all return.

(somber music)

(children chattering)

(somber music)

(children chattering)

(somber music)

(children chattering)

(somber music)

(children chattering)

(somber music)

(children chattering)

(somber music)

(children chattering)

(somber music)

(children chattering)

(somber music)

(birds chirping)

(somber music)

(birds chirping)

(sighs)

(birds chirping)

(birds chirping)

- Here.

- What's this?

- How could you?

- What?

(birds chirping)

(birds chirping)

- I thought we'd gotten so much better after that night.

Here I was acknowledging your sympathy cards,

thinking I could spare you additional pain.

Can you believe it?

- We are better.

She's just a silly kid.

- Then why are you fucking a kid?

Aren't I enough?

I've given my life to you.

(birds chirping)

- Well, I figured I needed some catching up, you know.

- Oh, God.

You sat around here thinking and messed up your life

and I have to pay for it?

I'm not gonna get another chance.

Oh, God damn you.

I hope you die.

(grunting)

(dramatic music)

Rosalie!

Rosalie!

Rosalie!

Rosalie!

- You're better.

(mumbling)

- Rosalie.

(dramatic music)

- Joseph?

- What? Yeah.

- What are you doing?

- Hmm?

What?

You drunk?

Oh.

Rosalie.

Rosalie knows.

- I'm sorry.

But you had to know sooner or later.

- Why?

- 'Cause I wanna marry you.

- I'm not marrying anyone.

Do you hear me?

- Don't let me see you again.

(dramatic music)

(panting)

- Catherine?

Catherine.

No.

No.

- Don't be mad.

- I'm not mad.

I love you.

But I,

I love Rosalie too.

- Do you remember I said I'd find out

the one thing you're good at?

- You're not listening.

- You'll be sorry.

(dramatic music)

- Rosalie?

Rosalie.

We have to talk right now.

I can't marry you.

And be the ghost of Orin for the rest of my life.

- Well, the ghost of Orin.

Orin is dead and I'm alive.

Living three miles up the road

wondering why I ever gave my life

over to a goddamn lunatic.

It's two o'clock in the morning.

Will you please leave before you wake up, Lily?

(dramatic music)

- You're not gonna let him stay here, are you?

(dramatic music)

- Will you get a blanket, please?

Robert, will you please get a blanket?

I want you to get him out of here.

He's a bullshitter.

I feel like such a fool.

Like I've been the brunt of some huge joke or something.

- Believe me, no one was laughing.

- That's all he is, a bullshitter.

- Catherine was just bored and horny

and the man lost his head.

He'll get over it and so will you.

- It's not true, Catherine's a wonderful person.

He seduced her.

- Robert, you're an ignorant little piss ant.

You don't know the first thing about women.

- I know more than you think.

She's my friend, I'm just sticking up for her.

- Oh, big goddamn deal.

So Catherine's young and pretty

and she comes from an unhappy family

and they make love.

Why can't people make love without all this viciousness?

- Now that is a lot of bullshit.

What the hell is that?

- Bullshit?

What the hell do you know about what I'm feeling?

(door opens)

(door closes)

(somber music)

(somber music)

(people chattering)

(somber music)

- Well this has been a rough son of a bitch

on both of us, hasn't it?

(somber music)

(door closes)

- What can I tell you, son?

- What do you know about my dad?

- Your dad?

- He was better at everything than me, except fishing.

He liked this fight and he was good at it too.

- You liked him?

- I thought he was the greatest.

He was my best friend.

- Why'd he go to the war?

He wasn't drafted.

- You mean why did he leave you and your mother?

You want the truth?

He was bored with things around here.

- Okay.

I wanna warn you about something.

- You wanna warn me about what?

- The major knows.

I think he's coming out to see you.

(somber music)

(birds chirping)

(somber music)

(door opens)

(somber music)

(footsteps)

(somber music)

(footsteps)

(somber music)

(footsteps)

(somber music)

[music]

Hold it.

Joseph, what are you doing?

Are you armed?

No.

Jesus.

Why would I be armed?

Who's that in the jeep?

My wife.

Can we go in?

Of course.

Good.

You wanna sit down and have a drink?

Yes, thank you.

[music]

I've been looking for that.

[music]

Thank you.

I was going to start by talking about fishing.

I see your hand is shaking.

Catherine said you were going to marry her.

Is this true?

No.

No, it isn't.

That would be dumb. I, uh...

I'm not her sort.

What is her sort?

Someone who's rich and educated.

Someone who is sophisticated and lives in the city.

Closer to her age.

I wanted you to know that I wasn't fooled.

And I don't like to be fooled.

I moved her up here partly to get away from those kind of people.

But Catherine has had a good semester.

Maybe her best yet.

I don't know what kind of life you lead, but I would guess that you aren't

experienced in these things.

No, I guess I'm not.

It was my first time to do such a thing.

But I, uh...

I couldn't seem to help myself, even when I knew it was wrong.

I think you were wrong, too.

But I can't blame you entirely, because knowing Catherine, I know it was

probably less than half of your idea.

I can't tell you what goes on in her mind.

You're decent, I know that.

I just know you shouldn't try and marry her.

You are more misused yourself than someone who took advantage.

Mr. Spendon, are you aware that I know you've been screwing my daughter?

Beverly?

Honey, have you been listening?

Shut up!

Ma'am, Beverly, come on, honey, let's go home.

It's been a long day.

I'm tired and you're tired.

We'll talk again.

Let's just go to the car.

I'm waiting, Mr. Spendon.

Beverly, it's time we could...

It's time we could...

Come on.

It's okay, come on.

Come on.

How did you get out here?

Robert brought me.

Where is he?

He left.

Daddy said he was gonna have this little talk with you.

He certainly did, and your mother too.

Daddy said that you were never gonna marry me.

And that I was just playing the fool.

That's not true, is it?

Because that can't be true.

I mean, can't you see I've given you the best single year of my life?

That's bullshit.

What were you gonna do this year, fuck Robert?

And look what I've done to my life.

And we haven't even known each other a year.

You're play-acting again.

Catherine.

We care a lot for each other.

We've had some fine times together.

But I'm a goddamn old man.

And you're lovely.

And you're bright.

And you're 17 years old.

I thought you loved me.

I do love you.

Enough to know what's good for you.

No, you're what's good for me.

Come on, let's just...

Can't we just be lovers like we were first?

I bet that you wouldn't marry me if I asked.

You've been using me till you got out of town.

It's okay.

It's okay.

I've done something bad.

What?

Look.

Jesus, what the hell have you done?

I've done nothing.

[HORSE NEIGHING]

[KNOCKING]

[THUNDER]

[HORSE NEIGHING]

[HORSE NEIGHING]

[HORSE NEIGHING]

[HORSE NEIGHING]

[HORSE NEIGHING]

[HORSE NEIGHING]

[HORSE NEIGHING]

[HORSE NEIGHING]

[HORSE NEIGHING]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[HORSE NEIGHING]

You all right?

Oh, dear.

[GRUNTS]

[SIGHS]

What were you doing?

I was mad at you.

So you were gonna burn your horse?

I thought you'd save him.

But you didn't.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Come on.

Come on.

I'm gonna take you home.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[SIGHS]

[CRASHING]

[SIGHS]

[COUGHS]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[FOOTSTEPS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[FOOTSTEPS]

Heard about what happened last night.

Anything left at the barn?

No.

It's completely gone.

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

It's odd, but...

I think I failed you.

You take me for granted all these years, but...

You know why you like Catherine?

Other than, obviously, her body?

It's because she's not even a person yet.

You don't have to give anything of yourself to her.

Hell, she wouldn't even know it if you were giving anything to her.

Maybe so. I don't know.

I don't have any excuse.

[CHUCKLES]

I guess I wanted to be carried away.

And I certainly didn't think that when Catherine and I started.

But it was what kept me going.

Then we had that night

where you and I got carried away for the first time since we were young.

[SIGHS]

We were doing something that, uh...

we didn't actually know what we were gonna do

before we did it.

I want to be carried away, too.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

I love you, Rosalind.

I always am.

[SOBBING]

[SOBS]

[SIGHS]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[WATER RUSHING]

[WATER RUSHING]

Joseph!

Joseph, come on!

Come on!

[WATER RUSHING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]