Dolores Claiborne Page #7
- R
- Year:
- 1995
- 132 min
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we live in, Dolores.
Maybe I'm wrong.
What if you're right?
Husbands die every day, Dolores.
Why...
...one is probably dying right now,
while you're sittin' here weeping.
They die...
...and leave their wives their money.
I should know, shouldn't I?
Sometimes they're driving home
from their mistress's apartment...
...and their brakes suddenly fail.
An accident, Dolores...
...can be an unhappy woman's best friend.
Don't you just love the bossa nova?
I found them in New York.
I just had to have them.
Hi, how are you?
There's a buzzer going off in the kitchen.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Donovan.
We're going as fast as we can.
Oh, please.
Everything's charming.
They're callin' for rain.
Oh, don't worry.
I'll have my eclipse.
I'm sending you home, Dolores.
You've done a wonderful job
and it's all under control.
I want you to go and share this remarkable
experience with your husband.
He will be back, won't he?
I suppose so.
I've got you two eclipse viewers
and two reflector boxes.
I thought you and Joe might like them.
I can't.
Sometimes, Dolores...
...sometimes you have
to be a high-riding b*tch...
...to survive.
Sometimes...
...being a b*tch...
...is all a woman has to hang onto.
Thank you, Vera.
Now, go on home.
Remember...
...eclipse at 5:
00.I wouldn't miss this for the world.
I got some binoculars.
I'm going to find myself a good spot.
Come on!
All right!
Sh*t!
What the hell are you doing back?
Got the afternoon off.
Welcome home to you too.
Don't start with me, Dolores.
Where's Selena?
She's working at the hotel.
Looks like you bought out the whole store.
What's all this?
A present to celebrate the eclipse.
Eclipse, sh*t.
I've felt so good lately,
I thought I'd share some of my happiness.
What do you got to feel happy about?
Well, Jesus Christ.
You don't want it?
I can always pour it down the sink.
Vera sent us some thingamajigs
to watch the eclipse.
Yeah, like I give a sh*t.
I don't want to fight with you.
Let's just try and enjoy the day.
That won't be hard.
That crowd. Looks like D-Day.
Look at them.
The whole goddamn island's out there.
I hope it rains.
Hope it comes down so hard
it drowns them all.
What the hell has gotten into you?
Ain't nothing gonna happen any more
than a thunderhead going across the sun.
Eat up, Joe, before the flies beat you to it.
Okay, here we go.
Hey, Dee!
Isn't this what all of you and all the rest
of them fools been waiting for?
Better get your butt out here.
Goddamn.
She's disappearing, all right.
I got another surprise for you.
Did somebody invent a pill
that'll cure ugly?
You know the money
in Selena's bank account?
Yeah, well, what about it?
You took it.
Don't you look sour.
-I guess it is pretty funny, ain't it?
-Yeah.
I fooled you right and proper, didn't I?
You fooled me about a lot of things, Joe...
...but I guess I finally caught up with you.
You already spent $500 of it.
What'd it go for, Joe?
Poker?
Beer?
There you go, selling me short.
It was set aside for school.
You blew all our money, you may as well
run through hers, while you're at it.
School, sh*t.
You can't even wipe your ass
for $3,000 these days.
I spent the day with the people
at the bank.
It turns out you weren't supposed
to do that.
Lie to them.
What did you go and do?
I got all that money
given right back to me in cash.
All but the $500 you pissed away.
So you can just go and f*** yourself.
That is if you can get that limp old noodle
I told you what I'd do
if you didn't stop being fresh with me!
Didn't I?
You believe me now, do you?
Yes. Yes, Joe!
Oh, my God.
Look at that.
A star.
A star.
You'll see plenty of them if you don't start
tellin' me where that money is.
Right now!
I buried it...
...in the yard.
Out by the field.
Let's just go get it back where it belongs,
why don't we?
Believe you me,
there better be every last cent of it.
You'd better save the big talk
for your pals at the barber shop!
I wonder if they'll think
you're such a stud...
...when they find out the only ass
you can get...
...belongs to your 13-year-old daughter!
-I don't know what you're talking about.
-Really?
Then how come you look like the devil just
grabbed them little raisins you call balls?
She's a liar. She's a little liar.
And a goddamn tease.
How could you do it, Joe?
After everything I did for her...
...she's mouthing off like that,
telling lies like...
When she gets back I'm gonna get my belt.
I'm gonna get my belt.
The only thing you're gonna get is
a long stretch in Shawshank Prison...
...for child molesting!
Goddamn b*tch!
The more you run, the worse it's gonna be.
Get off me!
You're gonna get your payback now, b*tch.
And it's gonna cost you more than money!
You're mine now!
Give me your hand
before I fall all the way in, please!
Help me before I fall all the way in,
goddamn it!
You don't know what you're doing.
Where are you going?
Oh, God, what're you doing?
Dee, come on!
Where are you going?
What are you doing?
Please!
You b*tch!
I swear, you're gonna die.
Help, somebody!
Somebody help me, please.
Help!
Help, somebody!
-Oh, goddamn it!
-Nobody can hear you.
You b*tch! Oh, you just better hope
I don't get out.
The eclipse lasted six and a half minutes.
They said it was some kind of record.
It was a lot more than a thunderhead
passing across the sun.
It was beautiful.
I burned the dress...
...and I dropped the whiskey bottle
out near the well.
I started askin' folks if they'd seen Joe
off on a bender somewhere.
Besides Mackey showing up
and making trouble...
...it was easier than I thought.
That's what happened...
...plain and true.
And I don't care no more who knows it.
I guess all I do care about...
...all I ever cared about...
...is that you're safe and sound.
I lied to you.
And I lied to myself.
Now it's time to pay the piper.
Here we go.
One coffee, $1.
Out of $5.
Okay, one coffee, one hot cocoa,
that'll be 60 cents.
McCrea, it ain't worth half that.
There you go.
You look cold enough
Here, this'll warm you up.
What's wrong, you don't want it?
It's hot chocolate for you.
Come on, let's take the top off.
You got that little thing I give you?
Let's have a look at it.
You know, this is very special, Selena.
My mother got it from her mother.
You know, I'm not gonna give it
just to anybody.
It's very special for you, okay, sweetheart?
Here.
Take that.
It's a very special thing for you.
Your hands cold?
I'm okay.
-Here, give me your hands.
-I'm fine.
Nobody's gonna see us, sweetheart.
Here. Come on. Give me your hands.
My cocoa will spill.
Oh, gosh.
I'll buy you another one.
-Come on, let me dry your hands.
-All right.
Oh, gosh. Your hand's cold.
I can't.
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