North Country Page #7

You heard the man! Get the f*** out!

It's not gonna stop until we say stop!

- I have a right to say...

- Give me that, please.

- Three-minute rule.

- There's no three-minute rule!

- May I have it, please?

- Pop.

- I'm not done.

- I know. Please.

- Come on, Hank.

- Please.

Come here, baby.

Stay with me.

- Let her go, Hank.

- Come on, let her go.

My name is Hank Aimes.

- And I been a ranger all of my life.

- So have I!

But I ain't never

been ashamed of it till now.

When we take our wives and daughters

to the company barbecue...

...I don't ever hear anybody

calling them those names...

...like "b*tches" and "whores"

and worse.

I don't ever see nobody grabbing them

by their privates or, you know...

...drawing pictures of them on

the bathroom walls doing unspeakables.

Unspeakables.

So, what's changed?

She's still my daughter.

Isn't she?

It's a heck of a thing...

...watch one of your own

get treated that way, you know.

You're all supposed to be my friends.

My brothers. Well...

Right now, I don't have a friend

in this room.

Fact, the only one here

that I'm not ashamed of...

...is my daughter.

Oh, it's tough stuff, getting up

in front of all those sons of b*tches.

No. "Tough" is sticking this sh*t out

day after day...

...without bitching and moaning.

What are you doing in here?

That stuff really gets the soot

off your hands.

Doesn't it?

All I'm saying...

...it's easy for her to get up and say

whatever she wants when she already quit.

- The rest of us still gotta work here.

- Easy? I'd like to see you do it.

It's easy when you're crazy.

She's definitely crazy.

- Hey, let me borrow some of that cream.

- Buy your own.

- Creep took half of mine.

- So you're okay getting on that stand...

...and saying she's lying, right?

I'm gonna do what I gotta do.

Plus, we all signed

those affidavits already...

...which means we don't have

a choice anymore, right?

Right, Betty?

Oh, God.

Oh, f***.

Who is Sammy's father?

I don't know who Sammy's father is.

Because you've had so many

sexual partners?

Objection. Plaintiff's sexual history

is irrelevant, Your Honor.

Overruled.

Miss Conlin, who is the gentleman

entering the courtroom?

Mr. Paul Lattavansky, Your Honor,

Miss Aimes' high school teacher.

We've subpoenaed him

as an impeachment witness.

I have so many objections,

I don't know where to start.

- Witness will answer.

- Again:

- Miss Aimes, who is Sammy's father...?

- My son...

...has got nothing to do with any of this.

Is it true that you and your teacher...

...Mr. Lattavansky, had a sexual

relationship at one time?

A "relationship"?

What the hell you been

telling them, Bobby?

Miss Aimes, did you not, at the age of 16,

engage in a sexual relationship...

...with your high school teacher?

Oh, Josey, stay a moment, would you?

I'd like to have a word with you.

Later.

Okay.

What are you doing hanging around

a boy like Bobby Sharp?

You have so much more going for you...

...than a kid like that'll ever have.

Do you like me, Josey?

- Far as teachers go.

- Yeah.

You're my favorite student.

Did I ever tell you that?

- No.

- Yeah.

Frankly...

- Josey?

- Yeah?

I'd like to think of you

as more than that.

No, no, it's okay.

Maybe even as a friend.

- What are you doing?

- It's okay.

- What are you doing?

- No, it's okay.

- Please don't do this, Mr. L.

- No, it's okay.

It'll be our little secret, okay?

No, no, no!

No!

No! No, stop! Stop!

Stop it! I don't wanna do this! Stop it!

- It's okay. It's okay.

- Stop!

Stop!

Are there any other witnesses

to this alleged rape?

Anybody besides Mr. Sharp

that can corroborate your testimony?

No.

Isn't it true that there was no rape?

In fact, you have a long history...

...of inappropriate sexual relationships...

- Objection.

At the very least,

we're talking statutory rape.

- It's outrageous.

- You raped my daughter...

- Hank!

- Order! Bailiff!

- Help!

- Remove that man!

- Remove that man! Remove him.

- Let go! Let go of me.

Everybody take your seats.

Miss Aimes? Miss Aimes,

return to the stand, please.

Return to the stand, Miss Aimes!

Your Honor, move for recess? Please.

- Josey, wait. Slow down.

- No, I can't. I've gotta get home to Sammy.

We're gonna stay here tonight.

That's crazy, Mom.

He's gonna come home.

All the same.

We're gonna stay here.

I'd rather give you money...

...if that's all right with you.

That's a pretty old watch.

Was just looking at it.

She's lying, you know.

She didn't get raped by that teacher.

She was just saying that

so she'll win her lawsuit.

It's illegal for her to say that

if it's not true.

She should go to jail.

I don't care.

She's a whore, just like everybody says.

I wonder if it's illegal to call

your own mother a whore.

- Sure sounds bad enough to be.

- She's a liar.

My father didn't die in the Army.

He's a scumbag raper.

- It's a hard truth to tell, Sammy.

- That's crap.

- I got a right.

- Yeah, you got a lot of rights...

...starting with the right to be pissed off.

In fact, you got a right to hate

the whole world right now.

I don't hate the whole world.

I just hate her.

Takes a lot of work to hate someone.

You ready to put in that kind of time?

To really hate your mom...

...you gotta think over and over again

about all the things you hate about her.

She's mean to you.

Never proud of you.

Never comes to watch

your hockey games.

- Leaves you hungry, never buys you clothes.

- I'm not stupid.

- I know what you're doing.

- What's that?

I know she does all those things.

Yeah.

But you hate her anyway.

Yeah.

I hate her guts.

Well, you're lucky.

She never gave up on you

as quick as you're giving up on her.

When she was a bit older

than you are now...

...she got pregnant in a way

nobody should get pregnant.

Would've been a lot easier...

...to give you up to someone else.

Nobody would've blamed her if she did,

but she didn't. She stuck by you.

And she's still sticking by you...

...even though she knows you hate her.

She's still there waiting...

...hoping you'll get your ass home.

- Take it.

- What?

Well, if you wanna run off,

you can sell it and use the money.

Or just put it on your wrist.

Either way, it's yours.

One friend to another.

Karen, go to bed.

I'll wake you when he comes back.

It's me.

I didn't want you, Sammy.

Something bad had happened to me,

and I just wanted it to be over.

But every day my belly grew,

and it just reminded me of it.

Never even occurred to me

that there was a baby in there.

That you were in there.

That day, what that man did to me...

...it made me into something different.

And I guess...

I guess I thought...

...it said something about

who you were too.

I was a girl who was raped,

and you were this...

...thing...

...that just kept reminding me of it.

Oh, God, I've dreaded this conversation

since the day you were born.

I don't want any more secrets

between us.

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