North Country Page #8

This one night...

...I was lying in bed...

...and you moved inside me...

...like this tiny little butterfly,

just fluttering around in there.

And all of a sudden, I realized...

I just knew...

I knew you weren't his.

You were mine.

You were my baby.

And we were gonna be in it together.

Just the two of us.

You had nothing to do with that ugliness,

you hear me? Nothing.

And there's nothing in this world

I wouldn't do to be your mom.

I should've told you.

It's over, isn't it?

Not yet.

Mr. Sharp, do you know the difference

between consensual sex and rape?

Oh, yeah.

But when you're having a good time

like she was...

...ain't no rape. That's for damn sure.

Are you a virgin?

- No. I ain't a virgin.

- Objection, Your Honor. Relevance?

She can ask about my client's sexual

history, but I can't ask this witness?

No, you can't. Sustained.

- Why didn't you help her?

- Objection.

You saw Josey being attacked.

Miss Aimes' testimony has not been

corroborated by evidence.

Neither has his. And my client

would like to prove that he's lying.

I'm allowing it. For now.

Bobby?

When you saw Josey being attacked,

why didn't you help her?

You know, you can use

all the lawyer mumbo-jumbo you want...

...this still was no attack.

- I asked around about you, Bobby.

- Folks say you're kind of soft.

- They ain't man enough...

...to say it to my face.

- Are you a red-ice player, then?

- How's that?

- I had a coach used to say:

"Win or lose,

leave your blood on the ice."

Good coach.

Yeah.

You're what coach would call...

...a yellow-ice player.

The kind that wets his pants

when things get rough.

- Objection. Argumentative.

- Denied.

She was your friend. You watched him put

his filthy hands on her, and you ran away.

- It wasn't like that.

- Your Honor.

- Sustained. Mr. White...

- What, he held her down, spread her legs...

...jammed himself up inside her...?

- Mr. White!

Rangers are hard as steel, huh?

Not this one.

This one's made of butter.

You gonna keep lying about your friend,

or you gonna stand up and be a man?

- Objection.

- I'm not lying.

- You wanna run right now, don't you?

- F*** you.

- That's enough.

- You wanna run?

- I didn't run.

- Or you gonna put your guts on the ice?

What's it gonna be? Yellow?

Or red?

Yellow or red?

- Yellow or red?!

- What was I supposed to do?!

He was raping her, wasn't he?

Yeah.

And you ran.

What was I supposed to do?

What are you supposed to do...

...when the ones with all the power

are hurting those with none?

Well, for starters, you stand up.

You stand up and tell the truth.

You stand up...

...for your friends.

- Objection, Your Honor.

- You stand up...

...even when you're all alone.

- You stand up.

- All right.

- Mr. White, if you are through...

- Excuse me.

What is going on back there?

This is Glory.

She worked at Pearson's.

She wants to say:

"My name is Glory Dodge.

And I'm not f***ing dead yet.

I stand with Josey."

- Your Honor?

- Your Honor said we needed three plaintiffs.

It's still only two.

Ready?

Yeah!

Nice.

- Yeah!

- Oh, yeah!

Hey, your son was just telling me

how rich you guys are now.

- Oh, really?

- You gonna buy me a car?

- No. You're not old enough to drive yet.

- So?

Why are we stopping?

Well, if you want a car someday,

you gotta know how to drive it, right?

First lesson:

Driver sits behind the wheel.

Come on, move your butt.

Seat belt.

All right.

- What do I do?

- Okay.

Put your foot on the accelerator.

Gently, okay?

And stay on the road if you can.

Go on, go on.

All right. Let's take a tiny

little bit at a time. Okay.

Slow down.

Slow down, racecar driver.

There you go. You're a natural.

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