Miss Sadie Thompson Page #5

I'm afraid you can't stay.

Just until the boat to Sydney.

You don't know what it means.

Just what does it mean?

I'll do anything you want.

Stay in my room, not see anybody,

if that'll suit you.

May I see you alone?

Just what are you saying?

I'll go anywhere you want.

Please don't send me back.

Why not?

There's somebody

who will get me into trouble.

What kind of trouble?

You know, when a girl

can't shake a man...

...who's important

and wants things his way.

You're being evasive.

What's the real reason?

- I told you.

- No, you haven't.

Yes, I have.

If you send me back to Frisco,

this man's bound to find me.

I worked for him in a nightclub.

We got friendly, but I broke it off.

He won't let me alone.

You're not deceiving me.

Isn't this man a policeman?

That's not true!

I can verify it by cabling

the authorities in San Francisco.

The truth is...

...I didn't do anything. I was

with my friend when he stabbed a man.

They were gambling, drinking.

A fight started.

The police thought I was in on it.

I escaped before they arrested me.

Mr. Davidson...

...you were right.

I've done things I'm not proud of.

I'm trying to forget them.

- I want to start over. You could help.

- I want to.

- I'll give you a chance to start anew.

- You mean I don't have to go back?

You must accept punishment

for the life you've led.

Your past caught up with you

in Honolulu and here.

You won't escape in Sydney.

You can't hide from justice.

But I shouldn't go to jail!

Pay for your immorality.

Then will God forgive you.

That's not the kind of God

I learned about in Sunday school.

- Yours is only a cop!

- You're caught in a life you've made.

You cannot escape yourself.

No one can.

You'll find peace when you

accept punishment.

You tell me, "Be punished, suffer."

How do you know what I've suffered?!

You won't even ask me!

You don't want to know!

You won't change me!

I'd sooner die than let you

make me over your way.

Nobody home.

It's me. O'Hara.

Yeah, just a minute.

Hi. I was about to hit the hay.

Didn't think you'd be by so soon.

Not soon enough.

What'd the governor say?

Just what I thought.

I gotta go back to Frisco.

He wouldn't let you stay?

Couldn't convince him. Want a drink?

If I could find that bottle.

- What right's he got to ship you out?

- He's governor, isn't he?

- Here it is. Have one.

- I don't care if he's a governor...

- No use getting all worked up.

- Nobody's pushing you around.

- Where you going?

- They got laws here, same as home.

He's gotta bring formal charges

against you to ship you out.

It won't do any good to see him.

Besides, you'll get in trouble.

What am I in now,

you going to the States?

- It's not up to the governor.

- What do you mean it's not up to him?

- It just isn't.

- Who then?

Davidson, is that it?

It's no use going to him.

I've tried. He won't let me stay.

Why didn't you say so?

I'll talk to him.

Yeah, I gotta go to jail.

It's not that.

Anybody can be fouled up.

Put in time and it's over.

But that other stuff. Working

in that Emerald Club in Honolulu.

That can never wash off.

What about it?

Did you work there?

Did you?

I sang there. Leave me alone.

Sang? I know the Emerald!

I had a straight job.

Straight job.

How come you picked that joint?

- It paid the best.

- Paid best for what?

You know all the answers!

Why ask me?

A lot of stuff adds up now.

Scared to let me see the governor.

Scared what Davidson would tell me.

And perfume. Look at it!

You want to know the truth?

I worked there.

Took the men for all they had!

Millions filled the place!

And they came just to see me!

Does that make you happy?

And when you asked to marry me...

...it was like God sent somebody

to take me by the hand.

Marry you? How could I marry you?

You're dirty!

When I think of the guys'

hands on you...

Get out of here! Out of here!

Out of here! Get out!

I'm sorry, Miss Thompson.

Terribly sorry.

The Lord is my shepard,

I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down

in green pastures.

He leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul.

He leadeth me in the paths of

righteousness for his namesake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley

of the shadow of death...

...I will fear no evil

for thou art with me.

Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me,

in the presence of mine enemies.

Thou anointest my head with oil.

My cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall

follow me all the days of my life.

And I will dwell in the

house of the Lord forever.

- Yes?

- It's Dr. McPhail. May I come in?

- Sure.

- Thanks.

Glad to see you.

You've become a mystery,

shutting yourself up in here.

Remember, if you're not well,

there's a doctor in the house.

Thanks, I'm okay.

That Marine friend of yours,

Sgt. O'Hara, came to see me.

He still wants you to go to Australia.

Well, he wouldn't understand.

I'm going back to San Francisco

to face it.

Are you sure you're doing

what you want to do?

Yes, I'm sure.

I understand why O'Hara's

worried about you.

Frankly, so am I.

You needn't worry about me.

I'm through running scared.

Letting myself get hurt.

I'm past all that.

- Davidson's been talking to you...

- He made me see things.

Davidson puzzles me,

going from one extreme to another.

But you've got him all wrong,

like I did.

When O'Hara walked out and I had

nobody to turn to, he helped me.

He showed me where I was heading.

At first I didn't listen.

All I heard was the rain...

...falling harder,

and harder.

I thought I was going to scream.

Then I began to listen

and things started to clear up.

Everything he said made sense.

I didn't feel lost anymore.

I'm back to myself again...

...like I was...

...long ago.

I think I understand. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

- That's the boat to San Francisco.

- Yes.

I'm not afraid to go back.

Not anymore.

I've searched myself to make certain

this is the right thing.

I know there is no other way.

Yeah, I know it too.

When you're with me,

I know it's right.

I'm not scared.

But when I'm alone

and don't have you...

Try to remember me and all I've said.

Try to remember the peace

you've found.

Think of this place of communion where

I helped you find yourself.

- I'd like to go now, Mr. Davidson.

- Yes, Miss Thompson.

I was scared you'd gone.

That I'd be too late.

I made a deal with a freighter skipper

to take you to New Caledonia.

It's a short hop to Australia.

Get your gear.

I'm going to the States.

What's between us has nothing

to do with you getting away.

I don't want to get away.

I'm through running.

The last few nights, I've been up

figuring, counting all I've done.

It added up to one way.

I had no right to sound off.

Maybe knowing the worst about each

other isn't a bad way to begin.

It's got nothing to do with that.

Davidson gave me the courage

to finally face the truth.

What are you talking about?

I don't get it.

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