Deep Valley

Synopsis: Uneducated and poor, Libby lives a sheltered life in a broken down shack with her unloving parents. When a work crew of San Quentin convicts arrives to put in a new road, she takes an interest in Barry, a wild and uncontrollable young man. Despite the advances of upstanding engineer Jeff Barker, Libby opts for Barry and helps hide him when he escapes. However, with the posse hunting she can't hide him forever.
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): Jean Negulesco
Production: Warner Bros
 
IMDB:
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Year:
1947
104 min
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Deep Valley (1947)

Libby?

You hear me, Libby?

Libby!

Libby, are you up?

Libby!

Libby?

Don't!

Get him out of here,

Libby!

I begged you

not to bring

that dirty creature

in here.

Get him out.

He smells dog.

I think your father

went out early.

He went out. I can tell

when he's in the house.

What was he talking

about last night?

I could hear him.

Didn't you listen?

N- n-no, ma.

No, mother, Libby.

Must I always remind you?

That you was a lady?

You were a lady,

Libby.

Look at you.

What do you

go around like that for?

Just because there's

nobody to see you?

Well, I do.

You're all I ever see.

Look at that hair.

I suppose he told you

he was going to sell

this house and move away.

How can he with me

flat on my back in this bed

and you the way you are?

Half the time,

you can't even talk straight.

Maybe he told you I

could get out of this bed

if I wanted to.

Maybe the doctor

said so, too.

Doctors-

a lot they know.

Why doesn't he

try something new?

He knows nobody would

buy a farm like this.

We could have settled

anyplace in California,

near a town, maybe.

Oh, no. He had

to pick a spot

that even the coyotes

are lonesome in.

Like a desert island.

If you'd taken the trouble

to save some batter,

I could have some pancakes

for my breakfast.

Doesn't matter.

Makes no difference

if I don't eat.

With honey.

What's that,

pancakes?

For her?

I'll take some

of those eggs...

And a scrap

of that meat

if you haven't fed

it all to your dog.

I've seen good soup made

out of less than that.

So it's all right,

I suppose.

A man with a wife and

an able-bodied daughter

has got to get up

and do his own milking.

Where were you?

I- I-I d-didn't

wake up.

You d-d-don't wake up

half the t-t-time.

When you do,

you're only half awake.

It's all my fault,

I suppose.

It's all my fault

you can't talk, too.

The d-drainpipe is broke.

What's the difference?

I- I-I'll be down

and f-f-fix your eggs.

Why don't you sit down

and eat something

like a human being?

Ah, I think it r-rusted

and b-broke in the wind.

What broke?

The drainpipe.

S- screen fell out

of ma's window.

Yeah?

That's your lookout.

I- I don't know

how to fix it.

You mean

you're too lazy.

You'd rather spend your time

wandering around the woods

like a wild indian.

Minnehaha.

I like the woods.

They're quiet...

Peaceful.

They are, are they?

Not to me,

they ain't.

They're just

so much stove wood.

Come on, Joe.

No, Joe. Not today.

W- we're not going to

our place.

Well, s-some other time.

C- come on, boy.

Go on.

Hello, snoopy.

Yes. Isn't that nice?

That's good, isn't it?

Mm-hmm.

You like that.

I've got a real treat.

What about that? Oh.

What about that?

Mm-hmm. I've seen g-good soup

made out of less than that,

snoopy.

Joe!

Come, boy!

Hi, Jeff.

Coming up for air?

Yeah. Got any? All I can

find around here is heat.

Plenty of that.

Tough country.

It sure is.

I never saw so much rock

and forest in my life,

and look at the mess

we're making of it.

A lot of road

behind us.

Yeah, but it's

this mile up ahead

I'm worrying about.

What's the matter?

Anything wrong?

No, no. I just thought that

gang up ahead was drifting left.

O.K., you guys,

let's get with it!

Sir, it's

the same one I seen.

Been watching us

for the last 4 miles.

It must be my manly figure, I figure.

You'd think a dame

was chasing after you

if you was a leper.

Come on, break it up.

Get moving.

You didn't hear no whistle,

did you?

Maybe that was

him snoring.

What's that, con?

You got something

to say?

Just what was that

again?

I didn't mean

anything.

Just shooting off

your big yap, eh?

Look, I-

I was just-

yeah? Yeah?

Forget it, will you?

Take it easy, San Quentin.

They're working all right.

O.K. Look, I don't

take no lip, get it?

Now get in there

and start swinging.

Come on, get moving.

You, go up there,

clear that brush away.

Hey, look what's here.

Berries.

Come on, men.

They're going to blast.

Let's clear out of here.

Where is it?

The ridge up there?

That's right.

We're all ready,

Mr. Barker.

O.K. You're sure

the area's cleared?

Yes, sir. It's the center

ridge we're blowing.

All right, then.

"They were richly clad,

each in the m-manner

most becoming to her age,

the first in a silver gray,

and the s-second in

a delicate,

p- primrose yellow-"

go on, Libby.

Just read it-color.

"Which m-matches

so well

with a d-dark

complexion

and... "

Ma...

Tell me a-about

the d-dress you wore

to your f-first

dance, will you?

It was a pink dress...

All covered with

tiny green clover leafs.

Had green bows

at the neck and the sleeves,

and I wore a pink flower

in my hair.

All the young ladies had

beautiful dresses, Libby,

but I think mine was

the most beautiful.

I always had

wonderful things.

I tried.

You remember, Libby.

You must.

Don't you remember the

sideboard that was downstairs?

No. I-I don't

remember nothin'...

'Cept like

it is now.

And my piano that was

in the sitting room?

He sold them.

Everything I had.

What did he care?

You do remember, Libby.

You were old enough.

You talked as good

as anybody up to that.

He struck me,

and you saw it.

N- no. I- I don't

remember, ma. Honest.

P- please don't

talk about it.

I've got to

talk to somebody.

What is it?

I- I thought I heard

him on the s-stairs.

He wouldn't dare.

He hasn't put a foot on

those stairs in seven years,

and he never will,

and I wouldn't step

across that threshold

into his dirty,

mean world...

Not if the house

was on fire.

No. It'll have to go on

just as it is.

You've got me, Libby.

You love your ma,

don't you?

Well...

I- I guess

I- I don't love anyone.

Oh, s-sometimes

I f-feel sorry for pa.

For him?

Well, you needn't.

I worry if you don't

get your meals on time,

but...

Oh, ma, will it

always be like this?

What can happen?

No decent people would ever

come near a place like this.

Yes. I know, ma,

but... always?

I don't know, Libby.

This place has been

dead for years...

Locked in by the sea

and the mountains.

No way to get in...

And no way to get out.

You know that

better than I do.

Them hillbillies sure

let a place fall apart.

It looks deserted.

Might not be.

I'll check it.

There's a well.

Drive on around.

Hello, miss.

The filter pump at camp

broke down this morning,

and I was wondering

if I could get

some drinking water

from your well.

Well, I thought I heard

somebody talking.

I figured

it couldn't be you.

What was it you were

looking for-drinking water?

Yes, sir. Our filter pump broke down,

and the boys get pretty thirsty

during the heat of the day.

Well, I guess

it could be arranged.

You know, it's

funny how valuable

a simple little thing

like drinking water can be

when you

haven't got any.

Gosh, you might have

to shut down the works,

lose a whole day maybe.

That's right.

We might.

That, uh...

That would cost

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Salka Viertel

Salka Viertel (15 June 1889 – 20 October 1978) was an Austrian actress and screenwriter. Viertel was born Salomea Sara Steuermann in Sambor, a city then in the province of Galicia, which was a part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, but today is in western Ukraine. Viertel was under contract with Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer from 1933 to 1937, and co-wrote the scripts for many movies, particularly those starring her close friend Greta Garbo including Queen Christina (1933) and Anna Karenina (1935). She also played opposite Garbo in MGM's German-language version of Anna Christie in 1930. more…

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