Cimarron Page #7
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- 1960
- 147 min
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- I'm not interested.
Please, darling.
Please.
Let's go.
And leave everything?
Just when we were beginning
to get a little established?
For what reason?
To start all over again with the dust
and the mud and the shooting?
We've got a child now
to be responsible for.
I'll tell you what we'll do, then.
All right, fine.
We'll go
and we'll sort of take a vacation.
- What kind of a vacation?
- We'll just go and look at it.
This is the most important thing that's
happened in the history of the world.
- You won't even go and look at it?
- I don't want to go.
Who's going to take care of Cim
and run the newspaper?
All right.
All right, we'll take Cim with us.
- And Jessie, he'll run the newspaper.
- I don't...
- He's done it before.
- I don't even want to discuss it.
- Oh, honey.
- You get that crazy look out of your eyes.
We are not going.
We are not going.
And that's the end of it.
Well, I guess that's the end of it.
I guess, huh?
Come on, Yancey.
We're all waiting on you.
Are you sure you won't change your mind
and come with me?
Son, you be real good to your mom,
you hear?
Treat her real good, huh?
And I'll bring you something real nice.
Come on, now, don't look so sad.
Before you know I'm gone, I'll be back.
Make way! Move over!
Make way!
I wanna go with my daddy.
I wanna go with my daddy.
I wanna go with my daddy.
If you get shoes for one of them,
you gotta get them for all of them.
Don't worry, Sol, I'll pay you.
When my oil well comes in,
I'll pay you double.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Take the shoes.
Thank you, Sol.
- Bye, Sol.
- Bye.
- Goodbye, Sabra.
- Goodbye, Tom.
And now you.
I don't know, Sabra, you went to the bank
and they wouldn't give you the money...
...so now you come to me for it.
Well...
What have you got to put up
for security?
If I had something,
I wouldn't have to come to you.
Now, listen, Sabra, friendship is friendship,
and business is business.
If you haven't anything to put up...
What's that?
Stem-winding clock?
I'll take the clock.
But that's a cheap watch.
You can buy one anywhere.
What are you talking about?
All my life,
I wanted a nice little clock like that.
You've got the loan,
I've got the security.
It's a deal.
- Close the door.
- Where is it?
On the table.
Cim, it's for you.
- For me?
- Yes, here.
Look.
Look, Ruby. It has my name on it.
It's a present to me from Alaska.
And there's a letter in it too. I'll bet you
anything that your daddy's coming home.
I bet you anything.
What is it? A bearskin?
Yes, a lovely bearskin.
- It's a lovely bearskin.
- What am I supposed to do with that?
Now, don't be rude.
You know better than that.
It's not the gift,
it's the thought that counts.
Now, be careful with the letter.
There must be a letter somewhere.
I don't see any letter.
Then it's somewhere around.
Oh, boy, look at this.
Boy, look at those teeth.
Oh, God, look at these claws.
Bet he was 8 feet tall.
Reckon he could eat a man.
Give my best to your husband
the next time you write to him.
Yes, I will. Thank you.
Do you expect him back soon?
Well, it's hard to say.
He's away on business, as you know.
It's difficult to foresee the complications
when you're away on big business.
It must be really big, to keep a man
away from home for five years.
Good evening.
Good evening.
Good evening.
Evening.
Sol.
I thought you were a masher.
I am.
Walk you home?
All right.
What do you care?
Let them talk.
I guess one more piece of gossip
can't hurt me.
Me? I only wish it was true.
Sol.
Why don't you get married, hmm?
Is that a proposal?
It would be, if I had any sense.
Ah, sense. Ha-ha-ha.
Already I'm finished.
Do you know what water is to fire?
That's what sense is to love.
Some people in love aren't crazy.
Love.
There's love and there's love.
Me? A woman might love.
But Yancey,
if you'll excuse the expression...
...there's a man you could love.
Hey, Sol.
Oh...
Sol.
Thanks for the hat, I love it.
Isn't it a lollapalooza?
I'll, uh, see you later on.
Sol.
Well, listen, women...
It all comes out in the wash.
How can a woman walk like that?
You'd think she'd be embarrassed.
Listen, you tell me every day,
"It pays to advertise. "
Oh, no.
- Sol?
- Hmm?
Can I ask you a favor?
You know everything I've got.
Would you?...
- I mean, would you ask your friend?
- No.
You don't even know
what I'm going to ask you.
Am I stupid?
Does she know where Yancey is, right?
- What else?
- So she does know.
- You have discussed it with her.
- Please, Sabra, don't ask for trouble.
So she does know.
Well, I better go and ask her myself.
Sabra.
Sabra, you can't.
I bet you I can.
Sabra.
Why don't you come in here? It's quieter.
Hey.
Hey, hey.
- Sit down.
- Here?
Yeah, we can talk in here.
Well...
I had a very good reason all prepared,
But I don't think
you'd believe me anyway.
That's good.
You seem to know me
and how I operate.
You shouldn't get me confused with them
kind you read about in the storybooks...
...you know, with the heart of gold?
If I had a heart of gold,
I'd have sold it long ago.
For twice what it's worth.
I guess you know essentially
why I've come here.
I don't know nothing.
You want me to know something,
you gotta tell me straight.
I have reason to believe
that you know where my husband is.
- And?
- Naturally, I'd like you to tell me.
Where he is?
You're not making it any easier for me,
are you?
Why should I?
Well, I haven't heard from my husband...
I mean, I haven't heard from the man
in two years.
I don't know whether he's dead or alive.
He ain't dead.
Did he write to you?
Oh. So it ain't just where he is,
you wanna know if he wrote me too.
Well, I don't think it's unnatural
that I'd be curious.
You so-called respectable women.
Would you address me
with my proper name?
You say anything because you want to?
- Not without worrying what people think.
- I didn't know I was getting a lecture too.
Is it free?
I don't give nothing free.
In that case, I'd better check the price
before you continue.
It might not be worth it to me.
Your husband's in Cuba.
Him and two buddies.
Thank you.
Is that all you wanna know?
I'd like to know much more,
but I doubt if it's any of my business.
- You really think that?
- No.
But I'm not going to give you
the satisfaction of asking.
You know, I've always wondered
how come a man like Yancey...
...married a woman like you.
And I think
I'm beginning to understand it.
Do you know also why he left me?
Don't you?
Probably.
I might as well tell you.
He didn't write me.
His buddy Matt did.
That surprise you, my telling you that?
Very much.
Yeah.
Kind of surprises me too.
I doubt if I'd have told you
if the situation were reversed.
You know, I'd take him away from you
in one second if I thought I could.
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