Heaven & Earth Page #3

You tried to get rid of it?

Yes, of course.

But your seed, Master, is too strong.

Now it has hold of Bay Ly, too.

Please, help us get by the best we can.

At least until the child is born.

I won't throw you into the street.

But I cannot ask my wife

to let you live with us.

I'll put you in an apartment.

Not in Saigon.

How far away do you want them?

How far can you drive in a day?

All right.

I will send them back to Danang.

But we have nothing!

With enough money until the baby's born.

I'll send you money monthly.

To a bank or a relative.

I don't want you to know their address.

That's an absolute condition.

You will have enough to live on.

My steward will handle everything.

One day she'll come back!

Don't forget her!

She makes an excellent second wife.

Promise you won't forget her.

But the money never came.

Madame Lien saw to that.

My mother sold snails

for a while in Danang...

... but soon gave up and returned to Ky La.

My father, ashamed that I was unmarried

and pregnant, refused to see me.

- You want Mary Jane?

- Go away.

Hey, GI, number one cigarette?

How about some boom-boom?

No, me no hooker!

- Give you $10.

- No. Cigarettes?

- $15.

- No. Cigarettes?

What you hiding there?

Those baby bellies turn me on.

- Come on, give you $50. Come on.

- No! MP! MP!

No, you f*** off!

What's in the box?

Johnny Walker, cigarettes.

- What's this?

- Marijuana, huh?

This is all I have.

That's okay.

Where's Kim?

In work.

Kim work.

I'll wait for her, little sister.

No, baby. Baby.

You go, 'bye.

Beer.

You go, 'bye.

Beer.

I look for Kim.

Me daughter.

Kim here?

She not here.

Please. Me daughter, daughter.

I come long way.

- Go away.

- Please, please.

Me Papa.

- Papa.

- Get him out.

- No see long time.

- Get him out.

Please, please, please!

Go now, you stupid gook a**hole!

- What are you doing here?

- Papa's at the house. Paul's back.

Paul's back? So soon?

Paul, good to see you, honey!

This isn't a good time.

Oh, baby!

I'm six weeks in the f***ing bush.

I need some p*ssy bad! Now!

Father came a long way to see me.

Not good time.

He's got time, I don't. Get him out!

Come back.

I need some p*ssy, now, baby. Now!

He pays my bills. He's my man.

- Will you come on?

- Give me a little time, Papa.

Come back in two hours.

Let's do it.

See you.

I came to see your sister.

She's at work.

Selling near the base.

- Is she doing well? Getting by?

- She's lazy.

- But I help her all I can.

- And the baby?

I don't know why she had to seduce

her master's husband.

When she got caught,

did she keep quiet? No!

Yes. She has brought shame on us.

An unwed mother.

But she's not the only one

who has brought shame to us.

I do the best I can, Papa.

I'll be late for work.

When you see her...

...tell her I came to see her.

I miss her very much.

She shouldn't worry about being punished

for her mistake.

Life finds a way to balance itself.

Will you tell her that?

Of course, Papa.

And me?

You too, my little one.

Your boyfriend treated Papa so bad.

You would be ashamed.

You were there.

This is not the way Papa taught us to be.

Do you think I like what I'm doing?

Someone has to make a living around here.

You don't help!

I don't know why I let you stay here!

My boyfriends all complain about you!

Pregnant women are bad luck!

How disrespectful you are! If Papa...

Papa what?

An invader!

Really?

You sleep with the enemy!

You betray your family!

That's enough!

That's enough out of you!

And I'll marry one, too! You'll see!

And I'll get out of this goddamn country!

And as for you, young lady...

...no more charity for you!

Go on! Get out!

Get out!

Do you think that

you're the only one Papa loves?

You spoiled...

...spoiled...

To survive, I picked through

the American base camp garbage.

And it was there that I first saw...

... the remains of poor prostitutes

who'd been murdered by men.

Thank heaven it's a boy.

Put him up to feed quickly.

Too much blood.

How will you care for him?

Better give him away or kill him.

And your shame will be washed away.

You're a very lucky girl among

the indig personnel referred to this office.

I will have no problem placing you.

Provided, of course, you play ball.

No big deal.

We'll do it any way you want.

Now, you do your best...

...and I'll do mine.

Open door!

Don't make such a big deal about it.

Just a little suck.

B*tch!

Stop!

You! Call MP now!

This man try to rape me!

Go! Go!

This is supposed to be a joke, right?

It's a joke.

Months went by.

There were more prostitutes, pimps,

black marketeers. Everything had a price.

My family was suffering.

My papa had gotten old and sick

and could no longer work the land.

Hey, GI, you buy? You buy?

- No, not today.

- GI, you buy? Smokes? You buy?

GI, you buy?

Hi, Big Mike.

You look beaucoup sau.

No good day.

I got something might change your mood.

See those grunts?

They're leaving for the world today.

So what? They want souvenirs?

I got Chinese jade, Big Mike. Mary Jane.

Titi money.

No, they want a real souvenir.

They want boom-boom you.

Beaucoup boom-boom over there.

Plenty of crabs over there, too.

These pencil d*cks are clean. They've been

in the bush since they got here.

One of them's going home to his wife.

Want them to go boom-boom

some scuzbag and bring home the clap?

They're willing to pay $20 each head.

Le Ly good girl. F*** off.

Okay, five flags. Just for one guy.

$100 for the other.

$200, real money.

Why?

Too much.

You joking.

These guys got the bread

from being in the bush.

I told them clean poon is expensive.

Look, Le...

They beat the odds.

They want to leave something behind.

A memory. Something.

Le Ly not that kind of girl.

No deal.

Jesus Christ, you drive a hard bargain.

This is green.

That's it. That's all they gave me.

You give me $50 commission,

you pocket $350.

Support your family for a year, easy.

What's so hard about it?

Just lie there and let them do the work.

What they'll do you've already done.

They don't got all day. Take the money...

...and give them a story to bring home.

You're no cherry.

Just do it for f***ing world peace.

Come on!

Send the poor bastards home with a smile.

My father was dying.

I returned for the first time to my village.

What are you doing here?

I heard there's trouble.

Where's Papa?

The Americans came one day

to look at our family bunker.

They think Viet Cong inside,

make Papa go inside first.

No VC!

But he told them no one was inside.

They still throw grenade.

But it did not explode.

Two Americans went in.

No more.

They were very angry at Papa.

They beat him.

Put paper on his back:

"VC."

Took him to prison.

Bad, bad beating.

Come, Mama.

Come.

You're drinking now.

Stupid wizard came by the other day.

He said to me:

"I have nothing to tell you."

Just like that. I have no future.

He didn't mean it.

If I stay in the village, I die.

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