Miss Sadie Thompson Page #6

He said the truth's the truth.

You can't run away from it.

That's what I've been trying to do.

Run away from the truth about myself.

I never wanted to face what I became.

Nothing but a tramp.

It don't matter to me!

It matters to me! Understand?

He says I gotta go back.

Accept my punishment.

That's the only way

I'll feel free inside.

I feel better knowing

I'll get it over with.

- Don't make things tougher.

- You're getting on that freighter.

No! I'm going to Frisco!

- I want to do what's right.

- I'm telling you what's right.

That's enough.

She's made her choice.

You got her all mixed up,

filling her with a lot of bilge!

Well, I'm getting her out of here.

Are you?

Sadie, think of yourself.

That's all that matters.

No, that isn't all.

I know you mean it for my good

but you don't understand.

You just don't.

Now, go. Please go.

You've made me very happy.

You're strong enough

to withstand temptation.

You were offered an escape,

and you refused to take it.

I'd better get ready to leave.

- Your boat doesn't sail for an hour.

- I can't stay here anymore.

I'm out of cigarettes.

I better get some to last the trip.

Mr. Horn?

They're at the festival.

It's funny how I always

run out of cigarettes.

Sometimes I don't even know

I'm smoking.

I guess when something becomes habit,

you don't think.

I'll never forget

what you've done for me.

You've justified my existence

by letting me save you.

You've given me great happiness.

That's nice of you, especially

after the trouble I gave you.

- This time tomorrow, you'll be at sea.

- Yeah.

- I don't suppose we'll meet again.

- I suppose not.

Does it matter?

I mean...

...you're sure of yourself now.

Yeah, I think so.

You won't be alone.

I'll be with you wherever you are.

- I don't understand.

- Why move away?

Well, I just want to get my things.

I'm ready to go now.

You're not afraid of me, are you?

After the last three days, I mean.

No, I'm not scared of you.

Not anymore.

- Then why do you want to leave me?

- It's got nothing to do with you.

I just want to get started,

that's all.

I never wanted you to leave.

I know that now.

Don't touch me.

Don't come near me.

- You're still the same.

- I'm not!

- I'm not!

- You're nothing but a...

Joe?

Go get Dr. McPhail.

Make it snappy, sarge.

- You hear Davidson killed himself?

- Yeah.

- What about Sadie?

- What?

- She get on that boat?

- I suppose.

Maybe he killed her too.

Sadie's on her way to Frisco!

Where's Davidson?

The bottom of the cliff.

You can't help him now.

- Did you tell his wife?

- My wife's trying to.

Why would Davidson knock himself off?

I don't care about him.

What about Sadie?

I'll get the C.O. To radio that boat.

Sadie!

Hi.

Hi. What brings you

around so early?

How come you're not

on the boat to Frisco?

My, don't the world

look fresh and clean today?

That sky! Like a thing

wasn't going on under it.

What happened?

One guess.

Better turn that music off.

Mrs. Davidson's upstairs.

Why should I turn it off? What do

I care about her or Mr. Davidson?

- Something's happened.

- You bet. I've come back to my senses!

You men, you're all alike. Pigs.

Sadie, Mr. Davidson killed himself.

What did you say?

He killed himself?

What are you talking about?

Sadie, listen.

Let me alone! Let me alone!

All of you!

It doesn't matter

why he killed himself.

It's of great importance to you.

I don't care. If he hadn't done it,

maybe I would have killed him myself.

- All that gab about God and faith.

- I know how you feel.

Look, will you do me a favour

and leave me alone?

Now listen. Don't confuse

what he did with what he believed.

- He couldn't practice what he preached.

- What does that prove?

The opposite of what

you're trying to believe.

I don't believe anything.

Don't let what happened

last night destroy you.

It's already destroyed Davidson.

One thing he proved by his death,

nobody can run away from himself.

You talk like him.

Do I? I didn't realize.

We run as far as we can

but in the end...

...we come face-to-face

with ourselves.

I'll see you, sergeant.

You're going to Australia.

There's nobody to stop you.

- Except myself.

- You don't have to go back!

That's what you say.

That's what I mean. You're okay now.

Now on, it's you and me. You'll

head for Sydney and forget all this.

Sure, maybe I will,

but will you forget?

Give me a chance to, will you?

Give me a chance.

Keep the record player to remember me.

We'll remember you.

- Bye, Phil.

- Bye.

I'll grab a plane soon as I get

my discharge. See you in a month!

Good luck, Sadie!

- So long, Sadie!

- Goodbye!

Goodbye!

Bon voyage, Sadie!

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