Brighton Rock Page #5

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- He married me.

- Yeah.

But only because they can't make a wife

give evidence against her own husband.

Look, sweetheart...

...I only wanna help you.

Stop saying that.

I'll do anything.

- Anything.

- That's more like it.

You just leave us alone.

All right. No need to get agitated.

You're already an accessory.

If they take Pinkie,

you think I care what happens to me?

Oh...

Well, I hope you're on the pill, love.

You don't wanna have a murderer's baby.

What the hell are you doing here?

If you're bothering my girl...

They can't force her to give evidence.

But she can volunteer.

She won't.

She'll do whatever she pleases and

there's bugger all you can do about it.

Because if you touch one hair

on that girl's head, there is nothing,

nothing on this dear green earth

I will not do to make you suffer.

- Her mum?

- Her mum, Pinkie.

Did Rose say that?

She ain't said nothing.

We'll see.

- Nice dress.

- You like it?

I love it.

Do another twirl.

Pinkie?

Yes, Rose?

I done something awful.

Go on.

I took ten quid from the tin.

I'll pay it back, I swear,

as soon as I get a job.

Dallow says your mum's been.

She ain't much of a mother, Pinkie.

Only turns up when she wants something.

She's been talking.

Who to?

To the tart who runs Snows.

Hale's bird.

If she's been talking,

then why not to the police?

She said she'd never let me down.

"Never, never, never. "

She married you, didn't she?

If she loves me,

that would make it easier.

She'd do anything I say.

I could take her Hastings way...

To the old lighthouse.

I trust her.

All the way.

I wouldn't trust anyone that far.

Not even you, Dallow.

If it was mine...

If it was mine,

I wouldn't leave it alone all afternoon.

It ain't yours.

No, but it might be.

Everything will be all right.

Will it?

I promise.

Get dressed. I'm taking you out.

You look worried, Pinkie.

No, I'm not worried.

I've got it all straight.

In the box here.

What do you wanna stop here for?

It's where you brought me our

first night, remember?

Nah, there's too many people here.

We should get some air.

We should go for a ride...

into the country.

Can't we say goodbye to the pier first,

Pinkie?

Goodbye?

I lied to you... about my mum.

I didn't want to, Pinkie, but...

She knows.

Miss Arnold. About Fred Hale.

And Frank Spicer.

I lied because I didn't want to

worry you, but then...

I think maybe you should worry, Pinkie.

I think...

I think maybe we should leave.

Tonight.

Together.

Do you believe me, Pinkie?

Saw her coming, did you?

I told you we should leave, Pinkie.

She'll never give up.

I saw a ferret, out by the track once...

Thought she'd blow your cover?

- Is that why you confessed?

- Pinkie?

Doesn't matter one way or another.

I was bound to find out. You knew it.

All the time

you wondered how to cover your lie.

My lie?

I told you I didn't want you to worry.

- Get on.

- We've got to pack first, Pinkie.

We ain't got time for that.

You said so yourself.

She'll never give up.

You saw a ferret once, out by the track.

Remember?

Why are we stopping, Pinkie?

You saw her on the pier.

She'll never give up.

She'll keep hounding us and hanging on.

Waiting for us to slip up,

and one day it will happen.

- And we'll be finished.

- She can't go on forever.

Yes, she can. People don't change.

It's like a stick of rock.

Bite it all the way down,

you still read "Brighton".

Read it.

"I love you, Pinkie.

"I don't care what you do.

I love you forever.

"Wherever you go, I go too. "

- You mean that, don't you?

- Of course I do.

Every word? With all your heart?

Well, do you mean it Or don't you?

- Can't we wait?

- Wait?

Till what? Till it's too late?

Remember, Rose,

what you said to me outside the caff?

You said you'd never let me down.

Never, never, never.

- Bell, a double rum.

- Yep.

Cubitt's been arrested

on his way to the port.

It's only a matter of time before

he tells the police what he told me.

- Where's that girl?

- How should I know?

You're the one

who put the fear of God up him.

They was fine till you showed up.

He was sweet on her.

It's your meddling

that's tipped him over.

Anything that happens to that girl,

I blame you.

I've put up the safety.

All you have to do is pull the trigger.

It isn't hard.

Put it in your ear.

That'll hold it steady.

Go on.

Take it.

F***'s sake!

Now, you know where he's taken her

and I can guess what for.

So, if you want to keep out of trouble,

you let me into this car.

Who... Sh*t!

What if I don't shoot?

Then I'll shoot myself.

Want me to do it first?

No.

It won't hurt, Rose.

I promise.

Do you love me, Pinkie?

We wouldn't be together, would we?

Not if they hang me...

...and you have to go on without me.

That's it.

There! There they are!

Rose!

- Rose.

- Dallow!

- Come here. Get in the car.

- It's no use, Pinkie.

They got Cubitt.

- Pinkie!

- You come with me.

Get in the car.

Pinkie!

Pinkie.

- Pinkie!

- Oh!

Pinkie!

Pinkie.

Come on, Rose. Come on, darling.

Come on, Rose. Come on.

Come on, sweetheart.

- No.

- Come away. Take her, Dallow.

- Come on, sweetheart.

- No!

What about the girl?

Oh...

Poor little kid.

She thought he was in love with her.

And was he?

In love?

What difference would that make?

Well, it would show...

there was some good.

Oh, Phil...

I think it's a bleeding miracle

that nature should have planted love

in every man jack of us, Ida.

And every woman.

Even though in some of us...

...it's as useless as an appendix.

Oh, I'm sorry, Ida.

No, no, you're right, Phil.

Let's celebrate.

Well... Shall I get us

a bottle of champagne?

Yes! Get us a bottle of champagne.

And a room.

Blimey. Talk about miracles.

- It's expensive.

- I'll settle it.

- No, a man likes to...

- Trust me, Phil.

I know what a man likes.

Go on, open it!

I don't care what anyone says.

You don't know a thing about love.

How can you persist in this delusion,

child,

after what he tried to do to you?

I should have pulled the trigger.

I don't want your absolution.

I wanna be with Pinkie.

- Go on, open it!

- What is going on over here?

Get back to your beds, girls.

The package is to be opened

in an orderly manner.

Believe in all that crap, do you?

Course I do.

Course there's a hell.

What about heaven?

Saints?

Miracles?

Miracles?

Maybe.

"You've asked me to make a record

in my voice.

"Well, here it is.

"What you want me to say is...

"... 'I love you'.

"... 'I love you'.

"... 'I love you'.

"... 'I love you'.

"... 'I love you'.

"... 'I love you'.

"... 'I love you'.

"... 'I love you'.

# There's a storm a comin'

# You'd better run

# There's a storm a comin'

# Goodbye to the sun

# There's a ship that's sailing

# Out in the night

# There's a heart that's breaking

# I think it's mine

# There's a storm a comin'

# You'd better

# Run, boy, run

# You'd better run

# Every little part of you

# Is a miracle of molecules

# But every little thing you do

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