Deep Valley Page #3
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- 1947
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Where's Libby?
She went
into the kitchen.
I'm afraid she doesn't
think much of me.
I'll attend to her. She can't treat
people who come here like that-
oh, forget it,
Mr. Saul.
It wasn't her fault.
I better get
going anyway
because this storm's
going to get worse.
I wish you wouldn't
go, Barker.
It's early yet. We
haven't finished the game.
I'll come back and
see you again sometime.
You're too lucky
tonight. So long.
Well, good night.
That was
a fine thing to do,
my high-and-mighty miss.
You insulted my guest.
That's the kind of women
I got in this house.
She thinks she's
too good for people.
Now you, you with
your yammering.
Please don't, pa.
I'm sorry.
I try to get nothing
but the very best for you,
and what do you do?
You go and act
like a fool!
Yeah, well, all the fine,
fancy manners she brags about,
it's too bad you wouldn't try
Stop it, pa.
Libby! Libby!
Yeah, go on!
Go on upstairs
and soak up some more of the
poison she pours into you.
That's what
you want to do.
Mumbling and mumbling,
night after night.
Don't, pa.
P- please don't.
Y- you h-hate her,
and-and y-you
hate each other...
You shut up!
Your h-hate creeps up
and d-down the stairs.
I- it's been
in this house
ever since
I can r-remember.
Shut up!
And you hit her.
You shut up,
do you hear me?
Yes, you did! You hit
her, and I saw you.
I saw you!
Shut up, I tell you!
Hey, what was that?
Libby!
It's a landslide!
Sounds like half a mountain
pitching into the sea.
Libby!
Why don't you answer me?
Are you going to bed?
Did you take my matches?
I want to light the light.
Libby!
Libby.
Yes, ma?
What was that
awful rumble?
It shook
the whole house.
A landslide,
I think.
Did you find
my matches?
Why don't you
light the lamp?
I will, ma.
What was all that
with him?
I could hear him
yelling clear up here.
He... h-hit me.
What?
He hit me.
What have you got on?
You're not going out
in this storm, are you?
Yes, ma.
What?
I'm going, ma.
Libby,
you can't go away.
You wouldn't-
you wouldn't leave me when
you're all I have in the world.
What will become
of me, Libby?
You got to think
of that.
I'll die. I'll simply
lie here and die.
You couldn't be
so cruel.
Don't go, Libby.
Please.
Please don't go.
You can't leave me here
helpless, flat on my back,
alone in the house
with him.
You're not helpless.
You're up and around
this room all the time,
and you never think
of anyone but you.
You just s-stay up here
and go on hating and hating.
If I s-stay, I'll get
to doing it, too.
That's why
I'm going, ma.
Libby, don't.
,
Libby, come back!
It will be different,
Libby, I promise.
I'll get up.
I'll even let him
come upstairs.
Libby!
Libby! Come back!
Libby!
Hey, you fellas, come on down
and give me a hand.
What is it?
What is it?
The toolshed we locked
that guy up in last night.
Better get a tarpaulin.
This ain't gonna be pretty.
How many?
15 dead, not counting
the 2 guards.
That leaves three
unaccounted for, don't it?
I'm afraid you'll find those
20,000 tons of rock and stuff
will do the accounting,
sheriff.
Not till I see them,
it don't.
Hey, it's empty!
He ain't there!
What? You're crazy.
Just uncovered the
toolshed, Mr. billings.
He ain't in it.
Well, there you are.
That's another one. O.K.
I'll have to deputize
all you men.
Nobody in the county's
going to be safe
with birds like that
running loose.
All right, billings,
better get your men out
and start patrolling
the beach.
I'll get in touch with
the sheriff in the next county,
and we'll organize
a posse.
What about the woods?
We'll take care
of them.
Them mountains
are solid for 60 miles,
but we'll scour them if we have
Libby!
Libby!
Libby!
Libby.
Joe, we're home.
Boy, l... let's go
for a swim, huh?
Come on.
Come on, Joe.
Good boy.
Ah!
Don't do that again.
No, Joe!
Get away from me,
or I'll brain you!
Please, please.
Y- you b-better
put out the f-fire.
Someone m-might see
the s-smoke.
Where are we?
I mean, how far is it
from the camp down there?
Well, I-it would
take them a w-whole day
unless they knew
the t-trail.
Anybody else
ever come up here?
No. No one
ever came before.
Y- you're the first.
H- how did you
get away?
Did you s-shoot
someone?
No, I didn't. I picked
this up off a guard.
The whole mountain
must have fallen on us.
Must have killed
everybody,
everybody but me.
Soon as they find
out I got away,
they'll be after me.
They won't find you.
What makes you
think they won't?
A convict don't escape
one time in 100.
Well...
I- I'll help you.
Who do you think
you're kidding?
If I turn my back
on you,
you'd be off like
a shot to tell them.
You can go north
off of the Castro draw
if you know
how to find it.
I'll show you.
Why should
you help me?
Wait a minute.
Where do you think
you're going?
I was only going to
let him in.
You leave him alone.
Leave him alone.
We're staying right here.
It's a pretty good
hideout.
You try to run away
or pull anything funny,
you're going to get hurt, understand?
No.
Well, you better.
Why should
you h-hurt me
when I w-want to
help you?
Yeah. You
want to help me.
That's where the "Why" comes in. Why?
Well, I-I know how it feels to
be s- shut up and k-kept away
from everyone who's happy
and loves each other.
No, you don't.
No one does unless he's
been where I've been.
But I do.
I'm running away.
Don't you see?
I'm running away, too.
I- I'll get us
s- something to eat.
Come on, boy.
Here we are, now.
Watch it.
This is
very special.
Gee, that's wonderful.
My old man taught me
to make fish traps.
Your pa?
Yeah.
He ran a machine shop
down in L.A.,
but we used to go up
in the woods together a lot.
Did your mother and
father love each other?
Oh, I don't know.
I guess so.
They were
always laughing.
I used to hear them in the
middle of the night just laughing.
My old man wasn't
much good after ma died.
He didn't last long,
and I'm glad of it.
Oh, y-you mustn't
say that.
Why not? I mean it.
What happened to me would
have killed him anyway.
Shh!
Got away.
Yeah.
Too bad you don't wear
any stockings.
I- I don't have
any stockings.
If you did,
I could make a fishnet.
Did you like
the woods?
Not as much
as the sea.
I was always crazy
about boats.
I had a boat
of my own once.
Yeah?
Yeah. I like nothing
around me but...
Open space, open water
in all directions...
As far as
you could see,
as far as you
could think, even.
I- I like the woods.
I like the big trees
over me and...
Close to me.
Listen.
No. I meant
listen to the trees.
Don't you hear?
I hear the wind,
and that's all
I want to hear.
Oh, I hear much more
than the wind.
I- I hear them w-
whispering and laughing.
You're the funniest kid
I ever saw.
A- and then
s- sometimes,
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