I Walk the Line Page #3
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1970
- 97 min
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No.
You sure?
Honest.
Say where to come?
No, I just- I just put
"Come tonight" on it.
I mean, I figured
it was your car.
- Wasn't that your car?
- No.
Well, it was.
I seen it there.
The letter, where'd you leave it
in the car? Where'd you leave it?
Exactly, I mean.
Well, I'm not sure.
On the dash somewhere.
I was in a rush.
I wanted you
to find it.
Whose car was it?
- It was one of my deputies.
- Well, he can't do nothin'.
He don't know nothin'. I mean,
it could have been anybody.
I'm sorry.
I'm awful sorry.
Maybe I can still get it.
That's right.
Maybe he missed it.
That'd be good,
wouldn't it?
Oh, I ain't gonna
hurt ya.
Why, I ain't never
gonna hurt ya.
What's he runnin' for?
Alma done
scared him off.
I said,
what's he runnin' for?
Where I put the note
weren't his car.
What's the matter with you?
Can't you settle down?
I said, "You wanna be
shot out of a cannon?"
My head, you know,
made one of those quick moves.
'Cause animals, sometimes when they come
out, they get the lights or something.
And, uh, I've been attacked
several times on this show.
We're gonna take a station
break. We'll be right back.
Stupid.
You ate in the dark,
you drip all over.
Legs all stuck up
with mayonnaise.
What are you looking
around for?
What do you see out there?
Just like you,
starin' in the dark.
Stupid.
Why don't you go to hell?
Tomorrow.
Weather report says
cloudy days are holding on.
The winds coming up
on the east ridge.
Showers here in the local mountains.
Temperatures holding the same.
And the mud slide on Davis Road has been
cleared and traffic gets through as usual.
This is WQQR, Valley Mountain
weather, and here is more music.
Open the door
for the sheriff, Buddy.
Go on.
You find the note?
No.
That, uh, federal man,
did he leave town?
He'll be back.
He went off though.
That's good, isn't it?
He'll be back.
McCain?
I want that whole outfit
sunk in the river.
Everything.
Two days, you hear?
We'll try, Sheriff.
Well, then get started.
And don't you think
I don't mean it.
You got nothin' on me.
I'll just deny anything.
I know that, Sheriff.
I never figured we had.
We get caught, it's our
own fault, not yours.
I'm just obliged to you
for letting us off like this-
I mean, givin' us time,
no matter what reason you got.
Get in the truck.
Tawes, you know what we are.
We don't mean no harm.
There's a federal man now.
There's no choice.
- He have to know about us?
We'll take our chances.
After all, you won't be gettin'
the worse of it, you hear?
You'll keep on gettin'
the best of it.
We got arrangements,
you hear?
Oh, when the day was ended
I was still not satisfied
I knew everything I touched
And love is all
that would remain
And grow from
all these seeds
I kept you waitin'.
Flesh and blood needs
flesh and blood I'm sorry.
And you're the one I need
It's almost time
for bed, Grampa.
You'd think in a world
where there's death,
there'd be no time to hate,
wouldn't you?
That's what I used to think
when we got married.
When we had
our whirlwind.
I used to think things
like that.
Guess I read it
somewhere.
Swept you clean off your feet
in that whirlwind, didn't I?
Before you knew it, you had Ellen
Haney around your neck, didn't ya?
Magazine I read said people
never really know each other.
Even married people
it said.
And I fully understand that people
are entitled to their privacy.
I mean, people who
care about each other...
can't even pretend to know
everything about each other.
Don't you agree?
I expect so.
I guess only enemies
can pretend that.
Yes, they do.
That's right.
Oh, Henry.
That's such good thinkin'.
That's really meaningful.
Only enemies pretend
to know a person fully.
You see what kind
of mind you have.
I always believed you could run for a much
bigger county office if you had an urge to.
And I would certainly stand
behind you if that's what you want.
I mean,
anything you want, Henry.
Just 'cause the magazine says
we don't know each other...
don't mean we can't help
each other, does it?
Anything you want, Henry.
Just anything.
Sheriff!
You like to scare
the hell out of me.
Them little radios, they
take these? Oh. Harley?
That's all right.
I'm in the back.
Never mind, Ida. What size batteries
these transistor radios take? Nine?
Good afternoon, Sheriff.
They're for the sheriff.
Nine.
Uh-huh. Nine.
A bag.
How's Ellen Haney?
She's fine.
That's good, what with
all the sickness around.
I hear they'll be buryin'
Colonel Anderson soon.
Is Colonel Anderson dead? No,
but Doc Ellison says
he will be next Tuesday.
I'll sweep out
your chimney
Yes, and I will bring
you flowers
Yes, and I will do for you
most anything you want me to
If we live in a cottage
You will feel
like it's a castle
By the royal way
you're treated
And attention
shown to you
I'll be right beside you
no matter where you travel
Yes, and I'll be there
to cheer you
Till the sun comes
shining through
And if we're ever parted
I will keep the tie
that binds us
And I'll never let it break
'cause I love you
Honey, I will bring
you honey
From the bee tree
in the meadow
And the first time
there's a rainbow
I'll bring you a pot of gold
I'll take all your troubles
And I'll throw 'em
in the river
And I'll bundle down
beside you
And I'll keep you
from the cold
I'll be right beside you
no matter where you travel
Yes, and I'll be there
to cheer you
Till the sun comes
shining through
And if we're ever parted
I will keep the tie that binds us Ghosts.
Hmm? And I'll never let
it break 'cause I love you
Ghosts.
Oh.
We used to think there
was ghosts here. Uh-huh.
Hear all kind
of things.
And who was we?
My sisters.
What'd you hear?
Oh, sounds.
They're all dead now.
Sixteen years.
Car got hit on the highway
goin' into Nashville-
They and my mother.
My pa, he still
don't believe it.
You go to church,
don't ya?
Well, I mean,
being sheriff and all.
I'm sorry
about your people.
You see the lake
over there?
That was our place.
You mean they
took it from you?
They took us from it.
Oh. Huh.
I near forgot.
Oh.
I gotta put them in now.
Johnny Paul.
The sweet life
You can promise me
the moon and all those stars
You can tell me that you
want me and you need me
But it don't mean a thing
without you, babe
Well, let I you take me out
last Friday evening
And you talked about
the perfume in my hair
And just because
I let you hug and kiss me
You think our next date's
gonna be
A swingin' affair
Henry?
Now I must confess you've got
a spark to burnin'
But that spark could start
a fire if it was fanned
Come on now, Henry.
Henry?
Henry, I don't wanna play
this game no more.
Oh!
You scared the daylights
out of me.
You- You're really terrible,
you know that?
What's the matter?
- Go off with me, Alma.
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