Deep Valley
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- 1947
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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.
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?
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.
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
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,
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
Had green bows
at the neck and the sleeves,
and I wore a pink flower
in my hair.
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
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?
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
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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