Cape Fear

My reminiscence.

I always thought

that for such a lovely river...

...the name was mystifying:

Cape Fear.

When the only thing to fear

on those enchanted summer nights...

...was that the magic would end

and real life would come crashing in.

Okay, Cady, the moment

you've been waiting for.

Any people coming for you, Cady?

- What about your books?

- Already read them.

Hi. How are you?

- ?Cmo ests?

- Bien.

This ropa limpia?

No, that means "clean. " These are dirty.

The idea is to resolve the tension.

I need to find a motif

that's about movement.

Not the most mind-blowing concept

for a travel agency...

...but what the hey?

- Like an arrow, maybe?

- Yeah, like an arrow.

Maybe.

But, see, then the other aspect

is stability...

...a company that you can trust.

So if you can balance those ideas...

...in a way that's pleasing to the eye

then you got a logo.

Okay:
Movement, stability...

...and an arrow.

Okay, I'll think of something for that one.

Benjamin! Yes.

They switched babies on me

at the hospital, didn't they?

How'd you do in there?

I got the judge to postpone

the alimony hearing for another 21 days.

Great.

I've got till Monday to find out

which S and L and which municipality...

- ... my son-in-law stashed all that money.

- Right.

- Anyway, my daughter and I thank you.

- You're welcome, Tom.

Here's Daddyl

Good-bye, Juniorl

!Adios!

Yes, that's very creative, Junior.

He liked me.

All this time, he actually liked me.

You can't go in. Your father's making

a television appearance for his campaign.

Dad, I've got to talk to you.

What the hell are you doing here?

I'm about to go on the air.

What is this smoke?

Excuse me.

Come on, let's move seats.

Okay, then I quit as yourson.

Do you believe that annoying loser guy?

You should have just punched him out.

What? Just punched him out?

What do you mean?

You boxed. You could've

shoved him around, shut him up.

- I could take you.

- Careful.

- That's who I could take.

- You could've kicked him in the face.

Kicked him in the face?

You know how to fight dirty.

You do that for a living.

Real cute, Leigh.

- Let's sit outside.

- How much do I owe you?

- It's taken care of.

- Taken care of? Who?

There.

Girls, come on, let's sit inside.

Yeah, let's sit inside.

Mr. Perfect Form.

- Look.

- What?

You gotta snap your wrist

on the backhand.

Usually I like a little music

at this point, Sam.

Sam, I want to play in this lifetime.

All right.

- You gotta snap your wrist.

- Tag.

- We should stop doing this for a while.

- Doing what? We're not doing anything.

- No, I know that.

- Yet.

Okay. Fine. Maybe you're right.

Why? Does your wife mind?

My wife doesn't even know you exist,

which, most certainly, is for the best.

Why's that?

God, Lori, you know why you ask

that question?

- 'Cause you've never been married.

- Why?

Is marriage synonymous with deception?

It's just that when two people...

...get married and live together

for a long time...

I like hanging out with you, so sue me.

You're funny, and you're cute,

and, I don't know...

We talk about the courts

and which judge is senile...

...which one wears a gun under his robe.

Oh, God. You know, Lori,

another time, another place...

...and who knows?

- Tomorrow?

- Yeah, it's a light docket.

No, I won two out of three.

Let's make it best out of five.

All right, that's good, actually,

because today I let you win.

- Sure you did.

- See ya.

Free as a bird. You go wherever you want

with whomever.

That much freedom

could get a fellow in trouble.

- I'd like my keys.

- Could it be you don't remember me?

I remember you.

You were at the movies the other night.

I'm disappointed. I'm hurt.

I would like my keys.

Max Cady.

You look the same.

Maybe 15 pounds heavier.

But they say the average man

gains a pound a year till he's about-

Come on.

Gains a pound a year till he's about 60.

Me? I dropped a pound every year

in my sentence.

- Atlanta, '77.

- You got it. July.

Fourteen years since I held a set of keys.

Well, you look good, healthy.

Thank you. It's a struggle

to stay healthy in the joint.

But you wouldn't know about that,

would you?

They would stick you with

the white trash. They don't work all day.

In fact...

...this little old cigar is my only vice...

...'cause I needed a vice in the joint

to remind me I was human.

What brings you to New Essex?

Oh, the climate.

Boy, the South.

I'm thinking of settling down here

in New Essex, Counselor.

Have you been following me?

It's a small town.

We're gonna run into each other.

- Well, take care, Mr. Cady.

- You, too.

- You're gonna learn about loss.

- What?

Dad, could you...

I'm sorry, Dani.

- What're you working on?

- It's English.

We're supposed to read

Look Homeward, Angel...

...which is a kind of reminiscence...

...and we have to attempt something

in the same style.

What's it about, your reminiscence?

The houseboat.

It's not even July 3 yet.

We ought to take two weeks

and go to Wilmington...

...like the old times, dock the houseboat.

I wanted to in early June.

You said you didn't have time.

- I probably don't.

- Yeah, now I don't, either.

Besides, Dani's got summer school

till Labor Day.

Is it really that critical

that she can't miss two damn weeks?

You know,

the alternative was to expel her.

Maybe this Drama teacher from the college

will get her excited about something.

Yeah, about him, probably.

Why'd they have to make such a stink,

like she was on heroin, or something?

I mean, what's marijuana?

You and I smoked a little dope in our time.

In some cultures,

it's considered almost a sacrament.

I realize in ours it's forbidden.

Right up there with incest

and necrophilia and bestiality.

Honey.

- Worship of idols, cannibalism.

- Do that again.

- What?

- Do that again.

- Sam, somebody's out there!

- What?

Leave the light off. Leave it off.

I saw him when the fireworks went off.

What?

- I think I talked to him this afternoon.

- You know him?

I want you the hell off my property!

He's gone.

He said,

"I'm gonna make you think about loss. "

Or, "I'm gonna make you learn about loss. "

Something like that.

That's very poetic.

- Who is he? Where did he come from?

- He's from...

Come on, Leigh, get the dog off.

Ben, get down.

He doesn't mind me at all.

It's your dog. Come on.

No, he shouldn't be up on the table.

- You'll have dog hairs in the tea.

- Get down.

Where's he from?

He's from the hills, Pentecostal crackers.

What was he in prison for?

- I think it was battery.

- You think it was battery?

- Who did he batter? A man? A woman?

- I don't know.

It was fourteen years ago.

You know, it's kind of...

I really don't remember.

What does he want with you?

He's just trying to bug us,

just messing around.

He's an ex-con, so he's just...

You know, he's probably upset

at the lawyer.

- Yeah, your clientele.

- Yeah.

- 'Bye, Dad.

- 'Bye, Dani.

- You look tired.

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