Dogville Page #6
Martha could play without feeling any guilt.
To Tom's pop, the old doctor, who imagined
he had a new ailment every single day
and was thus increasingly addicted to
the simpler coordination tests
she had to be severe, telling him that
there was nothing wrong with him.
And now, since the town had agreed that
everyone was to give according to his abilities
she received wages, not much, but enough
to save up for the first of the tiny china figurines
from the row of seven that had stood
for so long gathering dust in the window of the store.
And she dreamed that in time she would
be able to acquire them all.
Slowly those alabaster hands turned
into a pair of hands that could have belonged to
anyone in any little rural community.
And three weeks later she triumphantly
moved into a place Tom and Ben had secretly restored,
namely the old mill, which had once held
the town's ore crusher,
but of which only the heavy
flywheel now remained.
Thanks.
That's what I am talking about
with the freight industry.
Miss Laura had thrown that out,
it was no use to anybody.
A good thing, in the wrong place.
But with my truck... You know.
You shouldn't poke fun at
the freight industry, that's all.
No, you're right, Ben.
They shouldn't.
Grace!
What?
I just had to tell you that I had a really
selfish reason for voting to keep you in Dogville.
What was it?
It was such a relief when you turned up
and you were the one all the men had eyes for.
You know, Tom and them.
I've had to put up with it for so long..
Frankly, I just didn't have
the energy for it anymore.
They'll always have eyes for you, Liz.
You know that.. They will.
You are beautiful.
Thank you.
[Narrator] The very latest development,
now that summer was at its peak,
was that Grace had been given leave
to help Chuck in the orchard.
And every day at 5, once their work was done,
she could appreciate that actually McKay was right;
the shadow of the spire did indeed
point at Ma Ginger's store.
But today the tower did not only announce
that it was time to go shopping but also,
by a signal which nobody despite Martha's
initial concern could have confused with the ringing of the hours,
a warning that somebody was approaching
via Canyon Road from Georgetown.
For the first time in living memory
law enforcers had come to Dogville!
Evenin' sir.
Is this the whole place?
- There's a town hall?
- No.
I got me a notice to paste up.
We got the mission house.
That do you?
Sure.
What'd she do?
Missing! That's all it says.
I guess somebody's been missing her.
Heard tell she was last seen around here.
all over the county.
And if somebody sees her,
they ought to go to the police?
I guess that's the idea.
These men were never gonna give in easily.
all over in the county.
she's right here with us.
But it was a policeman, Tom.
Isn't it a duty to respond to the police?
I mean, legally speaking.
I'm sorry, I just.. when I get upset.
She's just a missing person.
She hasn't done anything. He even said so.
I think you should vote again.
Why? We can't resort to plebiscites
time and time again.
Come on. Who's really got cold feet
because of her picture on a piece of paper?
[Narrator] The 4th of July came with the huge
clouds of seeds from some remote meadow
gracefully floating down Elm Street in the early evening.
Today was a day for celebration.
Nobody was to worry about the hard times.
And Grace could stop at Ma Ginger's
window quite content:
to ascertain that only two of the little china
figurines remained, and were thus the only two
she had not yet been able to
save up enough to purchase.
- It looks great, girls..
- Uh-huh..
Grace, could you put in a couple of hours
with me in the orchard again today?
It's really nice down there with the sunshine!
Chuck, it's the fourth of July!
What are you talking about sunshine for?
Have you turned into a romantic like me?
We're gonna have fun.
And in the winter we'll all starve...
Even Ben's taking the day off.
- Hi!
- Hi, Tom!
Grace, you've got a moment?
Now?
Yeah. I've got something
interesting to tell you.
Well, it has to be quick.
I've got so much going on in my head...
That must be very tiring for you!
I think I've done a pretty good analysis
of the folks in this town
and I think I understand them
in a meaningful way.
But when I come to decipher you,
I get absolutely nowhere.
You know Liz...
Liz is easy to read.
And there was some attraction between us,
but as I can see right through her,
intellectually I mean, I can see right through her,
my desire is purely of a physical nature.
But with you, it's more...
it's more complicated.
What are you trying to say?
No, I should get it clear in my head first.
Are you trying to say that ...
you're in love with me?
No, I wouldn't.. love is...
It's not... It's a big word...
Yeah.
Yeah.
That's good!
because ...
I think that I am in love with you, too.
Very interesting, isn't it?
I mean it's interesting in a psychological...
Did they call you?
I didn't hear them.
No.
You should probably get back anyway.
I will see you at the wedding.
Next celebration..
This year I didn't bring any notes with me.
Because I'm not gonna pretend
I can read them.
Which brings me to a point.
And that point is you, Grace.
Yes. You have made Dogville
As a matter of fact, somebody tells me
they ran into grumpy old Chuck down the street
and he was actually smiling.
Well, I've never seen your smile, Grace,
but I will bet you I could describe it.
Because it obviously has every color
that's reflected from the shiniest prism in the world.
You probably have a face to match that.
Does she have a face to match that, Tom?
- Yes, sir.
- Hmm..?
- Yes, sir.
I bet she does.
We are proud to have you among us.
And we thank you for
showing us who you are.
Here to you, Grace.
Stay with us as long as you damn please.
A police car has just been seen in town and
it has just made the turn up Canyon Road!
So he will be here any minute.
Shall I ring the bell?
No, Martha.
Grace probably heard.
We'll get rid of 'em quickly.
Don't worry.
Should have been celebrating myself,
if this hadn't come up.
Have to change this missing person notice.
It's that lady again.
That's why she disappeared.
She's wanted in connection with some
bank robberies on the West Coast.
When did these robberies take place?
Last couple of weeks.
You don't get much news up here,
do you?
My dad's radio only plays music.
Well, all know is that they say she's dangerous,
and that anyone with any information
about her had better call us pronto.
That's the law.
Two weeks!
Can't be our girl, Tom.
No, she's been here all the time.
Right!
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