East Of Eden Page #2

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"whose sin is covered.

"Blessed is the man unto whom

the Lord imputeth not iniquity...

"and in whose spirit there is no guile."

And you are forgiven, Cal.

I think there is no iniquity

in your actions...

only something I do not know.

Why did you push that ice down?

I don't know.

Was it...

Was it vengeance? Anger?

Fear that I would punish you

for not coming home last night?

What was it?

I wanted to see it slide down the chute.

- Perhaps you had better read from here on.

- I'll read it, Dad.

No, it's for Cal to read.

Start at the fifth verse.

Verse 5.

"I acknowledge my sin unto thee,

and mine iniquity have I not hid.

"I said, I will confess my transgressions

unto the Lord...

"and thou forgavest

the iniquity of my sin. Selah."

Go on.

Six.

And I suggest a little slower, Cal.

And you don't have to read

the verse numbers.

"For this shall every one that is godly

pray unto thee.

"And surely in the floods of great waters...

"they shall not come nigh unto him.

Selah."

Seven.

Not the numbers, Cal.

"Thou art my hiding place,

thou shalt preserve me from trouble...

"thou shalt compass me about

with songs of deliverance. Selah."

- Eight.

- You have no repentance! You're bad!

Through and through, bad.

Excuse me. I'll go out and wait for Abra.

You're right. I am bad.

I knew that for a long time.

I didn't mean that, Cal. I spoke in anger.

Well, it's true.

Aron's the good one.

I guess there's just a certain amount...

of good and bad you get

from your parents...

- and I just got the bad.

- That's not true.

Cal, listen to me.

You can make of yourself

anything you want.

It's up to you. A man has a choice.

That's where he's different from an animal.

You don't listen. You'll never remember.

My mother...

she's not dead and gone to heaven...

is she?

Why do you ask that?

She's not dead at all.

She's not buried in the East

like you said, either.

She's alive.

- What makes you think so?

- I heard from a guy.

- Who?

- I don't know his name.

He was just passing through.

How come you told Aron and me she died?

- I thought it would save you pain.

- Pain?

If she was still alive,

where do you think she'd be?

I have no idea. She went East.

How do you know?

When she left the ranch we lived on

when you and Aron were born...

I heard she went East.

What was she like? Was she bad?

I guess she...

I never really knew what she was like.

She wasn't like other people.

There was something she seemed to lack.

Kindness, maybe. Conscience.

I never knew what she was after.

- How come she left you?

- I never knew that, either.

She was so full of hate.

- Hate for you?

- For everything.

You won't tell Aron that she didn't die?

No.

Must not do anything to hurt Aron.

Where'd you get that scar

you got on your shoulder, Father?

I've told you, Cal.

It's an old wound I got

in the Indian campaigns.

- Why do you ask that now?

- What'd she look like? Was she pretty?

She had the most lovely hands.

Like ivory.

She took such good care of them.

Her mother had arthritis.

She was always afraid

it would come to her in her hands.

Talk to me, Father.

I got to know who I am.

I got to know who I'm like.

I got to know...

Where is she?

I'm telling you, truthfully, Cal...

after she left, I never heard from her.

Cal, wait. I want to talk more with you.

If you leave this room now

we may never be able to talk again.

You coming home tonight, Cal?

What's the difference?

You're home. You're the one he wants.

Good evening, Cal.

High strung. Very high strung.

Good evening, Abra.

Where is my chess victim?

- He's waiting for you, Mr. Albrecht.

- Good.

What do you suppose he meant by that?

Go on, beat it!

Your wife has called up three times.

- My wife's a...

- I know she is. Now beat it.

Joe!

All right, fella, you've run out of money.

Mr. Hawks.

- What do you want?

- I want...

- What do you want to drink?

- Beer.

Hey!

- Where's my drink?

- All right.

That's not very neat, is...

It's okay.

- You'd better get out of here.

- How come?

You're the one who followed Kate

this morning.

- It's a free country, isn't it?

- It's a free country.

Only, Joe said if I saw you again,

I was supposed to tell him.

You can tell him if you want to.

You're just a kid, ain't you?

- I'm older than you are.

- Yeah, sure, but that isn't...

- Hey!

- All right.

Kid, please...

you oughtn't to go around

throwing stones and things.

That isn't nice. And drinking beer.

There's Joe.

Look, kid, please go.

You don't want to get yourself hurt.

You could tell him now, if you want to.

There's your chance.

You sure have got a nerve, haven't you?

- Do you know Kate?

- This is Kate's place.

- She's treating you okay?

- Sure.

I gotta go now, kid.

Is she nice?

Don't let Joe see you, please.

She doesn't treat you rough

or anything, does she?

Please, kid, I gotta go now.

It was nice meeting you.

Isn't there anything nice about her at all?

What's the matter, kid?

- She had pretty hands. Did you see them?

- Hands?

Did you look at them?

No, I don't think I ever saw them.

She always wears gloves.

Where is she?

- You mean now?

- Yeah.

- Back in her office, probably.

- Where's that?

Back that way.

Will you show me?

Look, kid, please don't start any trouble.

I'm not gonna start any trouble. Come on.

We... You can just point the door to me,

and I'll go there.

No, honest.

This is a tough place. I can't lose this job.

- I'm not very good at it, anyway.

- You won't lose it.

If I step out of line

Kate will throw me out on my ear.

Come on, will you?

You can just show me where the door is.

Come on.

Be a sport.

Come on.

There's the door.

Thank you. You can go back now.

What are you gonna do?

Please, kid, don't make any trouble.

I'm not gonna make any trouble.

I'm gonna wait till you're gone. Okay?

Will you let me talk to you? Please.

I gotta talk to you.

Joe!

Get out of here! Joe! Tex!

Call the sheriff! Get him out!

Call the sheriff! Get him out of here!

I want to talk to her!

I want to talk to you!

Please, talk to me!

Talk to me, please! Mother!

Is there any law against a guy

trying to see his own mother?

No, I guess there isn't.

Here.

Put this on your cheek. Here.

Drink some coffee.

How did you find out about Kate, anyway?

That guy I saw you talking to

in the bar the other night?

The one they call "Rabbit."

I thought so. He never was any good.

I remember when he used

to work on your father's ranch.

Well, he won't be around anymore, Cal.

He's left town for good.

- What do you hang around bars for?

- Any law against hanging...

Yes, there is! I'm the law.

Get that through your head.

Shut up!

Does Adam know that you...

roam around over here at night?

Adam's an old friend of mine,

you know, Cal, from...

way back in his ranch days.

I was afraid when you moved here

last year...

that you might find out something

about Kate.

But then she was over here on the Bay...

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