Nowhere to Run Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1993
- 94 min
- £22,189,039
- 348 Views
Where are you from?
Quebec.
What do you do there?
What difference does it make?
It's an innocent question.
I'm a lawyer.
Where did you learn to fight like that?
Law school.
Who were those guys?
Poachers, I suspect.
Thank you for the coffee.
Good night, ma'am.
Wait.
You don't have to sleep in the woods.
Sleep in my barn for a night or two.
No, thanks.
You can hunt here all you want.
I thought you didn't allow hunting.
Maybe I changed my mind.
You're afraid those guys
will be back?
Forget it.
Wait. How much?
How much for the barn?
You don't have to pay me.
Are you sure?
Yes.
Out of the way. Out of the way.
Bree, I've told you about
running in front of the truck.
You don't go in front of the truck
like that. Look, I have told you.
Heh, heh.
It's not funny. I'll be right back.
Did not.
Hi. I thought you might
wanna wear these.
Who the hell are you?
I'm a friend of Clydie's.
Yeah. What's your name, friend?
Sam.
Got a wallet in those pants? An ID?
Sure.
Lonnie?
In here.
I'm naked.
It doesn't bother me at all.
Who is this guy?
What are you doing?
Who is he?
He's my cousin from Quebec.
He told me he was your friend.
My third cousin on my mother's side.
What's wrong with you?
Lonnie, this is ridiculous.
Put the gun down.
Sorry.
Can I talk to you a second?
Do you want some more?
Yeah. Thanks.
Can you pass the salt?
The old bike in the barn,
I would like to buy it.
How much will you pay for it?
I don't know, 200?
Three.
Take it or leave it.
I'll take it.
Are you gonna go away on it?
I'll have to fix it first.
It's too broken to be fixed.
He's got a big penis.
Bree!
He does.
He was in the pond, washing.
He's got an average penis.
How do you know?
Because I saw it.
Already?
I don't wanna hear anymore
about penises.
Are you gonna sleep in her bed?
I said that's enough.
No one's gonna sleep in my bed
except me.
Did you change your mind?
You want to help me?
No.
It's a good offer. A better offer than
you'd get if you sold to anyone else.
Well, I don't wanna sell it
to anyone else.
I don't wanna sell it.
Mrs. Anderson,
I know your financial situation.
Forgive me
if this is a trifle indelicate.
You might not be able
to make your payments.
And if you can't make your payments,
the bank will be forced to foreclose.
That's because you bought
into the bank.
The bank never used to foreclose
until you came.
Nevertheless, you must understand...
It will take a month
to get the order to foreclose.
She'd get a lawyer.
He would file a writ.
That would delay
a couple of months.
You would have to go to trial.
If you don't want to sell it,
don't sell it.
Forgive me.
You are who, exactly?
My cousin Sam.
Oh, hello. Franklin Hale.
I'm delighted to meet you.
Thank you for your time,
Mrs. Anderson.
Gentlemen, shall we?
Bye.
Astonishing, isn't it?
One little woman in the middle of
a wheat field. And what is she doing?
She's f***ing us up.
My proposed development
is one of the largest of its kind
in the West
And represents a total investment in
your community of nearly $1 billion.
Now, what we're talking about here
is natural beauty.
I must tell you,
I mean, this valley of yours,
it's one of the most extraordinarily
beautiful places I've ever seen.
I mean, it's quite remarkable.
And I do want to assure you,
under no circumstances
would my company or myself
ever dream
of desecrating such beauty.
But you have in this town a lot of land
which can be used more efficiently.
And in a way
I wanna guarantee everyone...
You should be ashamed of yourself,
selling your heritage
to this pitchman.
Tom, you're out of line.
Build your damn golf course
around me. I'm not selling my land.
Let him speak. He
has the right to speak.
Please, please, let him speak.
My dear sir, at first glance,
there's bound to be opposition
to a plan like this.
But your council people,
who you have elected,
they understand the wisdom
of our ideas.
They have endorsed them
rather enthusiastically.
It don't matter. I know the tactics
your people are using.
That's not gonna work.
Nobody's gonna tell me
what to do with my land.
It's okay, Tom.
They can't make us sell.
You sure?
Are you sure about that, Clydie?
Let's go. Let's get out of here.
Sam! Sam! Something's wrong.
Come on, wake up.
What?
Come on. Come on.
It's our neighbor's barn, Sam.
Mookie, wake up your mother.
Tell her to call the fire department.
Go. Go!
Tom!
Are you okay?
My husband's in there. Help him.
Stay back. Stay!
Okay.
Help him. Please help him.
Oh, please.
Come on. Come on. Hiyah! Hiyah!
Let me help.
Come on.
Pull him out.
Push or pull. Hiyah!
Get out! Come on!
Get that one.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Hiyah! Hiyah!
Go, go!
Let's go!
Hiyah! Hiyah!
Torn!
Oh, my God.
Oh, Tom.
Are you okay, honey?
Are you okay?
Are you all right?
The gas tanks. They're gonna go!
Move back. Get back.
Oh, my God.
Clydie, the tanks are gonna blow.
Get back!
Get back!
Wow.
Come on, we'll be all right.
Did you get burned?
No. I was lucky.
Sam, are you gonna go home now?
Are you going to stay?
For a while.
You're gonna go home sometime,
aren't you?
Sam...
I really don't remember my dad,
not like I say I do.
It's okay.
You did good, Mookie,
discovering the fire.
I wasn't scared.
I know.
Good night.
Good night.
I've been out here on my own
I always thought I could handle
whatever came up.
I don't know why I'm telling you this.
I don't even know you.
Sam...
ls that your real name?
Yes.
Sometimes you just get tired.
I'll be okay tomorrow.
Things will be better in the morning.
Thanks.
What is this stuff for?
For the brakes.
Without it, the bike won't start.
- What about this?
- That's gasket sealant.
Hey, what kind of car
you working on?
It's not for a car. A motorcycle.
It's a moto... A what?
Motorcycle.
Motorcycle.
Yeah.
You're not from around here,
are you?
Neither are you.
That's right. Neither am I.
Hey, you're that Canadian guy,
right?
Pulled old Tom Lewis
out of his burning barn.
You're the guy, right?
You're him.
He also saved all the horses too.
He did? Wow.
That must have really been
something.
So, what kind?
What kind of what?
What are we talking about?
What kind of motorcycle
are you working on?
A Triumph.
Triumph.
They don't make them
like that anymore. Do they?
No, they don't.
No, they don't.
Let's go.
Yeah, see you.
Hey, good luck with
the motorcycle.
How long does it take to learn
how to drive one of these?
I can show you right now.
I don't wanna know. As long
as you know what you're doing.
Don't get caught.
You understand?
was taken care of.
Yeah, he's been paid,
but I'm not sure he's bought.
It's not for you to worry about.
Who's worried?
Good.
That your card?
Yeah. How did you do that?
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