Disgrace Page #4

or cut our own throats.

Stop it, David!

You don't know what happened.

I don't know?

Why do you keep saying that?

You don't begin to know.

Lucy, please,

if you buckle now, you won't be able

to live with yourself.

If you show you 're afraid,

you 're finished.

Please let me call the police.

No.

Can I borrow some tools?

I have to put in my PVC pipes.

And could you help me fit

the regulator?

I don't know anything

about regulators or plumbing.

It is not plumbing, it is pipe fitting.

Just laying pipes.

Lucy has given her permission

for the pipes to cross her land.

She is forward-looking, Lucy.

Not backward-looking.

Petrus, the boy... what's his name?

Yes. He is angry.

You are calling him a thief.

It is hard for me,

as I must keep the peace.

I have no intention

of getting you involved.

I need the boy's name

and the police can take care of it.

But the insurance will give you

a new car, new TV.

The insurance

will not give me a new car.

They will give me a percentage

of what the old car was worth,

if they're not bankrupt by now

with all the car theft in this country.

Besides, it's Lucy that's the issue,

you know what happened to her.

Yes, I know what happened.

But now it is alright.

Who says it's alright?

I say.

- I will protect her.

- You didn't the last time!

And now, one of them is your friend.

The boy is not a criminal.

He is not guilty.

He is too young.

What can I say? You know everything.

Do you need me any longer?

No, now it is easy.

Now I must just dig the pipe in.

You underestimate Petrus.

He slaved to get that market garden

going for Lucy.

I'm not saying she owes him everything,

but she owes him a lot.

In my opinion,

he's itching for Lucy to pull out.

Made sure he wasn't home,

no warning, nothing.

Now he's turning a blind eye.

Poor Lucy.

First Helen leaves, now this.

She's been through such a lot.

I know what Lucy's been through,

I was there.

But you weren't there, David.

She told me. You weren't.

I'm ready.

Can you bring in the next dog?

Hello, my girl.

Hello.

Hello, my fat friend.

- Come on.

- That's it.

That's my girl.

That's my girl.

Come on. Good girl.

That's my girl. Good girl.

Come on, sweetheart.

Here we go. Good girl.

Come on.

That's it, sweetheart.

That's my girl.

For each correct answer.

you win a prize.

I'm gonna ask you two questions.

Your first prize is a... steam iron.

- Oh. ex cellent!

- OK.

Now. here's your first question.

What is the entertainment centre

of New York called?

Is it Green Market...?

I'll do that.

You'll be wanting to get back.

I'm in no hurry.

You must find it dull here.

Miss your own circle of friends,

particularly your women friends.

Women friends didn't bring me

much luck.

Do you regret it?

No. Of course not.

In the heat of the act,

there are no regrets.

You must know that.

You must find Grahamstown

very quiet by comparison.

At least I'm out of the way

of temptation.

David Lurie speaking.

Can we meet at the clinic at 4:00?

I'll be there.

"She walks in beauty

"like the night..."

Ah, I forgot...

...a Detective-Sergeant

Esterhuyse rang.

They found your car.

Oh, that's wonderful news.

I'd given up. Is it driveable?

Yes, he said you can take it home.

Oh, come on, let's get out of here.

Come on.

This is the car we found, sir,

that fits the description you gave us.

Unfortunately, this is not my car.

A lighter colour.

- OK, thanks.

- Oh, well.

Yeah, it's a mistake.

- Anyway...

- Alright.

It's all a mistake. A waste of time.

They have a Corolla,

but it's not mine.

And, anyway, even if they're caught

and there's a trial,

would you testify?

Are you ready for that?

Lucy...

...it's time to face your choices.

Can't we talk about it rationally?

I can't talk anymore, David.

I just can't.

I just can't.

Lucy, lock the house,

pay Petrus to look after things,

go to Holland, see your mother.

I'll pay for it.

If I go...

...I won't come back.

Is that such a bad thing?

There are some things

you just don't understand.

Just don't understand.

Don't pull over here.

It's a bad stretch.

On the contrary,

lunderstand all too well.

You were raped by three men...

...and I did nothing.

If they'd come two weeks earlier,

I would've been alone.

They've done it before.

They do rape.

Stealing is a sideline.

Are you afraid

they're going to come back?

I think they've marked me.

Then you can't possibly stay!

Maybe they see me

as owing something...

...and they see themselves

as debt collectors.

Lucy, don't try and work out

how they see things.

Maybe...

...hating a woman, for a man,

makes sex more exciting.

When you trap a woman...

...hold her down...

...it must be a bit like killing.

You 're a man.

You should know.

Perhaps.

Sometimes.

For some men.

I think you should give her

some room.

Go back to Cape Town for a while.

Things have a way

of working themselves out.

Everything will be alright.

Hello?

I'm looking for Mr Isaacs.

My name is Lurie.

He's not home yet.

When do you expect him home?

Any minute now.

Hi. I'm Desiree.

You can come and wait inside for him

if you like.

- Where are you from?

- Cape Town.

My sister's in Cape Town.

She's at the university.

I'm David Lurie. Do you remember me?

Desiree, come.

So what do I owe

this unexpected pleasure?

You've heard Melanie's side

of the story.

I would like to give you mine.

It began without premeditation

on my part.

One of those sudden little adventures

that men of a certain kind have.

Excuse me for talking this way,

I'm trying to be frank.

However, something unexpected

happened...

Melanie struck up a fire in me.

I ask myself, what on earth

you think you are up to

coming to my house

and telling me stories?

I'm sorry. It's outrageous, I know.

How is Melanie?

Melanie's well.

She's resumed her studies.

She continues with her theatre work

in her spare time.

So Melanie's alright.

Is there something else

you wanted to tell me, Mr Lurie?

I am truly sorry for what I put your

daughter and your family through.

The grief I have caused you

and Mrs Isaacs.

So at last you have apologised.

I say to myself, we are all sorry

when we are found out.

But the question is what are you

going to do, now that you are sorry?

May I pronounce the word 'God'?

What does God want from you,

besides being very sorry?

Why do you think

you are here, Mr Lurie?

You were passing through George

and you thought...

..."Why not?"

- No.

I came to George to speak to you.

You are not hoping that we are going

to intervene on your behalf

with the university... are you?

To intervene?

Because the path you are on,

Mr Lurie,

is one that God

has ordained for you.

It is not for us to intervene.

No. I don't want you to intervene.

I ask you all forgiveness.

Mmm. Mmmm!

And what have we here?

A bit too much oomph!

I suppose you want it straightened?

Could you do my hair like Oprah's?

Oh, she's not asking for much, eh?

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