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( music )
( dogs barking )
( wind whistling )
GOT YOUR BATH.
I WASHED YOUR CLOTHES AND CLEANED YOUR BEDPAN.
IT'S NOT UGLY.
YOU SAY THAT EVERY TIME.
IT'S NOT PATHETIC.
AND IT'S NOT A LIE, EITHER.
I'M JUST HAVING A LITTLE FUN, THAT'S ALL.
I NEVER LET IT GO TOO FAR.
IT DOESN'T HURT ANYBODY.
LEAST OF ALL ME.
I'LL BE BACK BEFORE WE OPEN.
MOTHER, OPEN THE DOOR.
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT--
IT'S A BEAUTIFUL DAY.
( record playing )
( male singing )
HANDSOME DEVIL.
( chattering )
THERE'S TREES OVER YONDER.
WHY AREN'T THEY SET UP NEXT TO THE TREES ?
LEASTWAYS WE GET SOME SHADE.
I THOUGHT REPTILES LIKED THE SUN.
LAUGH-AND-A-HALF, THIS ONE, OUGHTTA BE IN SHOW-BIZ !
( laughing )
Y'ALL KNOW WHERE THAT ROAD LEADS TO ?
BABYLON.
I HEAR'D THEY STRUNG UP THREE ROUSTIES IN BABYLON
BACK IN '32, JUST TO WATCH 'EM DANGLE.
OH, HORSE-PUCKY.
BABYLON DON'T EVEN EXIST.
IT'S JUST A TALE CARNIES TELL AROUND A BOTTLE.
IT WAS FOUR.
AND IT WASN'T ROUSTIES IT WAS FREAKS.
THREE PINHEADS AND AN ALBINO NAMED FREDDIE NEFF.
OH, I HATE ALBINOS.
( laughing )
MAYBE SAMSON'LL TALK SOME SENSE TO THE BOSS.
MAYBE JONESY...
JONESY ?!
HELL THAT BOY DON'T SQUAT LESS SAMSON SAYS "SHIT."
SHIT !
I'M SERIOUS.
CARNIES BELLY-ACHIN'.
SOUNDS REAL SERIOUS TO ME.
I'M TELLIN' YA.
I GOT TO TALKIN' WITH THE MEN,
AND THEY WERE TELLING ME THINGS THAT THEY'RE NOT HAPPY WITH.
OSGOOD, RUN GET THE SEDAN.
IT AIN'T JUST BELLY-ACHIN, I GOT MEN READY TO BOLT.
I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS.
THEY BEEN HINKY SINCE WE LEFT THE CIRCUIT.
NOW YOU GOT US SETTIN' UP IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE.
IT JUST DON'T MAKE SENSE TO ME IS ALL.
LOOK, IT AIN'T MY CALL.
WELL, THEN TALK TO HIM, TELL HIM !
YOU KNOW THAT AIN'T GONNA DO A DAMN BIT OF GOOD.
WELL, THEN I--
MAYBE I COULD TAKE A CRACK AT IT.
YOU KNOW...
I COULD MAYBE TALK TO HIM.
THAT'S NOT GONNA HAPPEN.
I EXPECT TO HAVE EVERYTHING UP AND RUNNIN'
BY THE TIME I GET BACK.
GO.
THAT'S TELLIN' HIM, JONESY.
HEY, WHY DON'T YOU SHUT YOUR HOLE AND GET BACK TO WORK.
THAT GOES FOR THE LOT OF YA.
GET BACK TO WORK.
( inhaling )
( knocking )
ENTER.
WHAT ARE YOU DOIN' ?
ROLLING UP BOTTLES AND PUTTING THEM IN DRAWERS.
HAND ME THE LAST ONE.
YOU WANTED TO TALK TO ME.
NO.
FINE.
I HAVE SOMETHING TO SHOW YOU...
ABOUT SCUDDER.
OKAY.
SO, THEN...
SHOW IT TO ME THEN.
IT ISN'T IN MY POSSESSION.
YOU'LL HAVE TO DRIVE US THERE.
WHERE ?
NOT FAR.
YOU BEST NOT BE PULLIN' SOME KINDA MONKEY SHINE.
SHALL WE ?
* COME TO ME, SO SAYS OUR BLESSED LORD *
* AND I, A LITTLE CHILD *
* MUST BE, OBEDIENT TO HIS WORD... *
LOVELY.
NORMAN, WHAT'RE YOU DOING HERE ?
I WISH YOU WOULD'VE CALLED AHEAD.
I WOULD HAVE HAD IRIS MAKE YOU SOMETHING.
COME ON, I WANT TO SHOW YOU AROUND.
THE CHILDREN'S DORMITORIES ARE UPSTAIRS...
THIS IS NOT A SOCIAL VISIT, JUSTIN.
McNAUGHTON RECEIVED THIS LETTER TODAY.
THEY SENT THIS TO THE BISHOP ?
WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL YOUR CHURCH BOARD WHAT YOU WERE DOING ?
WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL SOMEONE WHAT YOU WERE DOING ?
I DIDN'T WANT TO DEAL WITH THEIR RED TAPE.
JUSTIN, HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU--
I DIDN'T SPEND ONE PENNY OF THE BOARD'S MONEY.
NOT ONE CENT OF THEIR FUNDS.
YOU ARE A CHURCH ASSET.
THEY PAY YOU FOR YOUR TIME.
THAT TIME SHOULD BE SPENT WITH THEM.
NOT OVER HERE.
BUT I HAVEN'T NEGLECTED THAT CONGREGATION.
YOUR BOARD AND 72 OF YOUR MEMBERS THINK OTHERWISE.
WHAT IF THE BISHOP WERE TO COME HERE HIMSELF.
WHAT IF HE WERE TO SEE THE GOOD WORK THAT--
THE DECISION HAS BEEN MADE.
NOW EITHER YOU TURN THIS CHAPEL OVER TO SOMEONE ELSE
AND RETURN TO YOUR DUTIES AT FIRST METHODIST,
OR YOU'LL BE DISCIPLINED AND REASSIGNED.
I CAN'T JUST STOP.
THEY'LL BE SOME TIME FOR TRANSITION.
NO, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.
GOD TOLD ME TO DO THIS.
HE SPOKE TO ME.
AS HE SPEAKS TO ALL OF US.
NO.
AS HE SPOKE TO ABRAHAM AND ISIAH AND MOSES.
THANK YOU FOR COMING, NORMAN.
THANK YOU.
( female singing )
WELL, HAS IT BEEN THAT LONG ?
HAS IT BEEN THAT LONG ?
WHY, SAMSON !
WHAT A LOVELY SURPRISE !
GOOD MORNIN', MISS JOLENE.
I THOUGHT THESE MIGHT BRIGHTEN YOUR DAY.
WHY YOU SWEET DARLIN' MAN.
THEY MOST SURELY WILL.
ALRIGHT, BOYS, ALRIGHT, HOLD YOUR HORSES.
HERE YOU GO.
YOU BETTER FINISH THAT THIS TIME.
NEED ANYTHING ELSE ?
PLENTY GOOD.
ALRIGHT.
( knocking )
EVERYTHING OKAY, MISS ?
YOU NEARLY SCARED ME TO DEATH.
I'M SORRY.
MY NAME'S HARLAN, HARLAN STAUB.
THAT THERE, THAT'S MY CAFE.
PLEASURE TO MEET YOU, HARLAN.
MY NAME'S BETTY.
BETTY JONES.
MISS JONES.
I COULDN'T HELP BUT NOTICIN' YOU
BEEN OUT HERE AN AWFUL LONG TIME.
HAVE I ?
ABOUT AN HOUR-AND-A-HALF BY MY WATCH.
HAS IT BEEN THAT LONG ?
I'M WAITING FOR MY BROTHER, BEN.
HE WENT TO SEND A WIRE AND RUN SOME ERRANDS...
HE SHOULD BE BACK BY NOW.
WHY DON'T YOU COME INSIDE AND WAIT ?
IT'S COOLER.
I COULDN'T...
I'M FINE, REALLY.
THAT'S ON THE HOUSE, MISS.
OH, PLEASE.
IT'S MY PLEASURE, MISS.
MISSES.
OH.
I'M A WIDOW.
I LOST MY HUSBAND, ALMOST A YEAR AND A HALF...
OH GOD, IT'S BEEN ALMOST TWO YEARS NOW.
HOW MUCH FURTHER ?
PATIENCE, BOY.
TODAY WE ARE PRESENTED WITH A UNIQUE OPPORTUNITY.
UNIQUE ?
WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN ?
BY TELLING YOU EVERYTHING NOW, IT WOULD SPOIL THE ADVENTURE.
OKAY, THAT'S IT.
I'M CALLIN' YOU.
YOU PUT UP RIGHT NOW I'M TURNIN' BACK.
DEAR ME.
I'M AFRAID IT'S MUCH TOO LATE FOR THAT.
AWW, HELL.
( whistling )
I SHOULD BE PAYING YOU.
YOU'RE PROBABLY RIGHT.
BUT I WOULDN'T HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY.
( giggling )
BOSS !
HEY, BOSS !
JESUS, MARY AND JOSEPH !
( wind whistling )
TELL THE OTHERS TO PACK IT UP.
I SAID BATTEN IT DOWN.
WE GOTTA MOVE TO SHELTER, JONESY.
RIDE IT OUT HERE !
GO, GODDAMNIT, GO !
BREAK IT DOWN !
CLAYTON JONES.
HE WAS THE STAR BOXMAN FOR THE SOX, REAL FIREBALLER.
HORSE-HIDE HOUDINI.
YEAH, THAT'S WHAT THEY CALLED HIM.
WOW, YEAH.
I REMEMBER SOMETHIN', HE GOT HURT--
YEAH, YEAH, IT WAS HIS KNEE.
REAL BAD TOO, NEARLY A CRIPPLE.
DAMN.
YEAH.
THAT WAS THE END OF THAT.
HE CHANGED.
EVERYTHING CHANGED.
HE GOT REAL SAD.
REAL, REAL QUIET.
ONE DAY I...
I CAME HOME.
SMELLED GUNPOWDER, FOUND HIM UPSTAIRS.
HEY, HEY, I'M REAL SORRY.
MAMA.
HEY !
HEY, WAIT !
YOU CAN'T GO OUT IN THIS !
I HAVE TO GET BACK.
YOU GOTTA STAY, BETTY.
COME ON !
( wind roaring )
WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO WAIT THIS BASTARD OUT.
IN MY EXPERIENCE, DARKNESS OFTEN YIELDS THE BRIGHTEST LIGHT.
THAT'S SWELL, LODZ.
ME, I'M GONNA GET ME SOME SHUT EYE RIGHT ABOUT NOW.
( coughing )
( hacking cough )
NOW, JUST POUND IT OUTTA HER, GIRL.
LOONY SONOFABITCH.
( coughing )
HAWKINS...
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOIN' ?
WELCOME.
SO, YOU MARRIED ?
NO, NO, NEVER FOUND THE RIGHT GIRL.
WHO'S SALLY ?
SALLY ?
"SALLY'S CAFE."
YEAH, RIGHT, THAT'S MY MA.
SHE TAUGHT ME HOW TO COOK.
WELL, THAT WAS BOUND TO HAPPEN SOONER OR LATER.
( thunder )
I'VE GOT TWO BUCKS.
TWO BUCKS ?
ALRIGHT.
( door shutting )
YOU BROUGHT ME OUT HERE FOR WHAT ?
HUH ?!
NOTHIN' !
I ALMOST GOT DEAD OUT THERE !
YOU WERE NOT IN ANY REAL DANGER.
I THINK WE BOTH KNOW THAT.
I DAMN NEAR DIED.
HOW MELODRAMATIC.
BORN FOR THE STAGE, YOUNG HAWKINS.
THIS STORM, IT'S WHAT THEY CALL A "BLACK BLIZZARD", NO ?
IT'S THE NAME THEY GAVE TO IT.
THE TOPSOIL OF 10,000 FARMS.
MUCH LIKE YOUR OWN.
KILLS DREAMS.
LEND ME YOUR HAND, BOY.
IT KILLED YOUR MOTHER.
WHAT'S IT TO YOU ?
SHE DROWNED IN IT...
THE DUST.
YOU SHUT THE HELL UP.
ALONE !
YOU SHUT IT, OR I SWEAR TO CHRIST,
I'LL SHUT IT FOR YOU.
OF COURSE, YOU SURVIVED IT.
HEY, STOP IT, NOW !
( wind howling )
THAT CEASELESS HOWLING.
THE HIGH PITCHED SHRIEK OF THE WIND.
LISTEN.
THE SOUND OF HER DEATH.
MAKE IT STOP !
STOP IT NOW !
( abrupt silence )
OPEN THE DOOR.
YOU DID THAT.
NO.
NO !
YOU DID THAT TOO.
YOU'RE CRAZY.
QUITE.
BUT IT WAS YOU WHO STOPPED THE STORM.
IT HAD NOTHIN' TO DO WITH ME.
IT HAD EVERYTHING TO DO WITH YOU.
ONLY GOD CAN MAKE THE WEATHER STOP !
THINK YOU CAN HIDE WHAT YOU ARE...
YOU CAN'T.
NOT EVEN FROM YOURSELF.
A BLIND MAN CAN SEE THAT.
DON'T BE A FOOL.
LET ME HELP YOU.
I DON'T WANT YOUR GODDAMN HELP !
YOU'RE A TWO-BIT, USED UP OLD JUNKIE !
YOU BURNED ME !
BUT YOU'RE NOT BURNED, ARE YOU ?
YET THE SMELL OF BURNING FLESH LINGERS ON IN THE AIR.
WHAT, WHAT IS IT ?
WE NEED TO SPEAK TO NORMAN.
NORMAN WAS THE MESSENGER.
WHAT DID HE SAY ?
HE SAID THAT I SHOULD OBEY THE BISHOP.
NORMAN'S ALWAYS DONE WHAT'S BEST FOR US.
YES, I KNOW.
HE SAVED US.
MORE THAN ONCE.
I WON'T IGNORE THE WILL OF GOD !
BUT MAYBE IT'S GOD SPEAKING TO YOU, TOO.
FIRST METHODIST IS YOUR ROCK.
WAIT, BE PATIENT.
YOUR TIME WILL COME.
DID YOU KNOW THAT THERE IS A BOY HERE WHOSE MOTHER
ABANDONED HIM IN THE RESTROOM OF A FIVE-AND-DIME ?
NO, BUT--
OR THAT POLLY ANN'S FATHER SOLD HER TO SOME MEN FOR ONE DOLLAR.
NO.
NO, OF COURSE NOT.
WHO WANTS TO DWELL ON THINGS LIKE THAT ?
WE NEVER CONSIDER THE LITTLE ONES.
WE ONLY PUT ON OUR CLOTHES.
WHO CAN SEE THE CHILDREN, FEEDING THE ENDLESS,
RAVENOUS HUNGER OF THE TEXTILE MILL.
MECHANICAL MOUTHS THAT AREN'T CHOOSY.
A SILKEN THREAD, A LOCK OF HAIR,
A SCRAP OF SCALP,
TINY, TORN FINGERS...
WE ONLY TURN UP THE HEAT,
WHY THINK OF THE BOYS IN THE MINES,
CROUCHED OVER THE CHUTES.
FOR HOURS THEY SIT, SIFTING THE REFUSE FROM THE COAL.
THEIR BACKS BENT.
OLD MEN BY NINE.
BLACK LUNG BY 12.
COAL IS HEAVY AND HARD.
HANDS ARE SOFT AND FRAGILE.
CRUSHED.
FEET CRUSHED.
SKULLS CRUSHED.
GO FOR A WALK, YOU SEE THEM.
BOYS AND GIRLS SELLING THEMSELVES,
TO MEN AND WOMEN.
A NICKEL BUYS A VIRGIN.
SOME ARE KEPT IN CAGES.
BABIES BOUGHT BY MEN WHO RAISE THEM AS LIVESTOCK,
ANIMALS TO ABUSE,
SOFT FLESH TO VIOLATE, TO TEAR, AND BITE.
IF ANYONE CAUSES EVEN ONE OF THE LITTLE ONES
WHO BELIEVE IN ME TO SIN,
IT WOULD BE BETTER FOR HIM TO HAVE A LARGE MILLSTONE
HUNG AROUND HIS NECK AND BE DROWNED
IN THE DEPTHS OF THE SEA !
THEY MUST OPEN THEIR EYES,
THEY MUST OPEN THEIR MOUTHS AND DROWN !
( wind roaring )
( coughing )
ANYONE SEEN SOFIE ?
NO, NO !
SO WHEN ARE WE GONNA GET TO SHELTER ?
WHEN MANAGEMENT SAYS SO.
JUST LIKE ALWAYS.
( door opening )
WHAT HAPPENED ?
WIND.
HOW MANY TRICKS YOU TURN IN A DAY ?
TRICKS ?
YEAH, THAT'S WHAT WE CALL 'EM AT THE CARNIVAL.
HOW MANY ?
WHY ?
JUST CURIOUS.
BUSINESSMAN TO BUSINESSWOMAN.
FIVE.
THREE, MAYBE.
HOW LONG IT TAKE YOU TO DO EACH ONE,
ASSUMING IT'S STRAIGHT-UP FUCKIN' ?
HALF-HOUR, MAYBE LESS.
SEEMED MORE LIKE 45 MINUTES, BY MY WATCH.
YOU WAS TIMIN' US ?
WELL, I ONLY HEARD THE BEDSPRINGS CREAKIN'
FOR THE FIRST 12 MINUTES.
BUT I BET YOU CAN TURN 'EM OUT FASTER.
WAY FASTER !
MIGHT CUT INTO REPEAT BUSINESS.
NAW HELL.
WHAT'S A FELLA CARE HOW LONG IT TAKES LONG AS HE GETS HIS NUT.
BESIDES, YOU INCREASE YOUR PROFIT.
DOUBLE MAYBE, IF YOU CAN GET IT DOWN TO SAY, UNDER,
SIX MINUTES.
WHY YOU CAN CHURN 'EM OUT IN 20 MINUTES FOR THE PILLOW-TALK.
TELL YOU WHAT.
LET'S SEE HOW FAST YOU CAN DO OSGOOD HERE.
NO.
SAWBUCK SAYS YOU WILL.
I AIN'T, I AIN'T READY.
YOU'RE READY WHEN I TELL YOU YOU READY.
I SAID, NO.
10.
WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS ?
OKAY.
I JUST, I DON'T THINK I'M UP TO IT.
COME ON !
DON'T SELL YOURSELF SHORT.
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, KEEP YOUR MONEY.
I LIKE THIS BOY.
I DON'T WANT IT.
YOU HAVE NO CHOICE.
I DON'T HAVE TO USE IT.
DON'T BE ABSURD.
IT'S A GIFT !
I GAVE UP MY EYES FOR A FRACTION OF WHAT YOU POSSESS.
YOU MUST LET ME HELP YOU, BOY.
BABYLON WILL BE UPON US SOON.
I DON'T CARE.
THE VERY LAND THE TOWN STANDS ON...
POISON !
IT SWALLOWS MAN.
IT WILL SWALLOW YOU TOO, IF YOU'RE NOT PREPARED.
BUT I CAN TEACH YOU.
HAWKINS ?
HAWKINS, ANSWER ME !
I'LL TAKE MY CHANCES.
( moaning )
OH GOD.
OH GOD...
LOOKS LIKE THINGS ARE CLEARING UP OUT THERE SOME.
SMOKE ?
SURE.
IT'S OKAY.
IT WAS THE STORM.
FOR YOUR STATUE.
YOU GONNA BE OUT THIS WAY, AGAIN ?
I SUSPECT SO, SOONER OR LATER.
WHEN YOU DO, DON'T COME BACK HERE.
SHE GONNA BE OKAY ?
SHE'S LUCKY, WE ALL ARE.
BAD AS THIS THING IS, COULD'VE BEEN WORSE.
I HAD NO SAY IN IT.
AIN'T BLAMIN' YA, JONESY.
IT'S MANAGEMENT'S CALL.
SAMSON'S ONLY ONE WHO CAN TALK TO HIM...
HELL, EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT.
THAT GAL IS A REAL WINGDINGER.
SHUT UP, OSGOOD.
EVERYTHING OKAY ?
YOU ALRIGHT IN THERE ?!
SAMSON'S GONE, THOUGHT I'D CHECK IN ON YA.
HELLO ?
IT'S ME, JONESY.
CLAYTON JONES.
YOU AWAKE ?
SIR ?
GODDAMN.
WELL ?
DON'T YOU WISHED YOU LEARNED MORE ?
DID YOU GET WHAT'D YA WANT FROM THE KID ?
MORE.
I KNEW HE'D BE A RIPE SUCK.
THERE IS MUCH WORK TO BE DONE.
I'M SORRY.
YES, I DID.
WE'LL TALK ABOUT IT LATER, OKAY ?
I DIDN'T KNOW HE WAS MARRIED.
THAT'S AN UGLY LIE.
HOW-DI-DO THERE, JONESY.
BLOWDOWN TO END ALL BLOWDOWNS, EH ?
EVERYTHING HUNKY-DORY ?
JUST FINE.
RIGHT AS RAIN.
( music )
THERE'S BEEN A FIRE AT THE MINISTRY.
( female singing in foreign language )
MY GOD, WHERE ARE THE CHILDREN ?
( female singing in foreign language )
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