Nowhere to Run Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1993
- 94 min
- £22,189,039
- 343 Views
Magic.
Mommy, is that your wedding?
Yep.
Come on in. Want some coffee?
Thank you.
Sam, that's my dad.
Come on, look at him.
Mommy, why is Daddy
carrying you like that?
Because that's what
the groom does.
He carries his wife off, so they
can start their new life together.
- That's me.
- So little.
I bet he was a good kisser.
Yes, he was.
It's very beautiful here.
It's the Valley of the Moon.
That's what we called it.
Can you smell the violets?
There's no prettier smell on earth
than the smell of violets.
You're not used to all this.
You're not married, are you?
Used to be.
A long time ago.
You miss your husband, don't you?
Yes.
There are days
when I miss him very much.
Would you like to sleep
in my room tonight?
You're a very special woman.
I'll see you tomorrow.
You're tuned to Night
Sounds where it's 1:30 in the morning
and a very pleasant 65 degrees.
Hi.
Hi.
It's late, Lonnie.
Come here.
What's the matter?
I just don't feel like it.
Okay.
Kids up?
No.
What's the matter?
You still upset about the Lewis' barn?
It has nothing to do with the barn.
Then what?
I don't know.
Well, when you figure it out,
you let me know.
Guess she won't be growing
much here now.
Ha! Ha!
Son of a... Come here!
Strike three.
You're out.
I don't know how much you know
about business, Mr. Dunston.
These things can be
a little complicated.
Let me clarify the situation.
What it comes down to is this:
If I don't have Mrs. Anderson's land
by this week, I lose my permits.
If I lose permits, I lose this deal.
If I lose this, I'm out of business.
Now, if you
can't persuade one woman
to sell me her land,
I may have to find someone
who can.
So, Lonnie Poole,
what did you find out about him?
I know he's not her cousin.
Good, Lonnie.
Look, I don't care who he isn't.
This a**hole is really
beginning to bother me.
Now I have to go out there,
present him with some options
Listen.
I take it as a favor if you give me first
crack at making that presentation.
Really?
Really.
Fine.
Clydie is not here.
I know that.
I never did see
that identification.
I thought we'd been through this.
Stop right there.
Put your hands up against
the barn door. Move!
Spread them.
Are you arresting me?
Maybe.
What for?
I haven't decided yet.
Ugh!
Why don't you just leave her alone?
Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
You're f***ing it all up.
For everybody's sake,
just get out of here.
Ugh!
If you cared for her,
Sam?
Sam.
What happened?
Ugh!
Does this have anything to do
with what happened
in the pasture last night?
Goddamn it.
Who did this to you?
It was personal.
Why do you do that?
Why don't you talk to me?
I don't know who you are,
why you're here.
Do you want me to go?
Yes.
No.
I don't know, I...
I don't know what I want.
I don't know what I'm doing.
Hi, Mom.
Hi, honey.
Where's your sister?
I don't know, playing somewhere?
Where's Sam?
He's still asleep.
Uh-uh. He's not in the barn.
He stayed in my room.
All night?
Mm-hm.
All right. Can I go see him?
Honey, he's really tired.
Let him sleep for a few more hours.
A few more hours?
What did you do to him?
Mookie.
Hello?
Hello?
Hi.
Hi.
Does this little girl
belong to you?
- Bree, what were you doing?
- I was playing.
He wanted to play with me.
He can pull a magic card
out from my ear.
He can? Come here.
Mrs. Anderson, you shouldn't let
the child run around.
Do I know you?
Nope.
Go inside.
Bye.
Bye-bye.
Well, I'm surprised to see
that you're still here.
No, you're not.
Yes, I am.
If I see you near her or the children,
I'll kill you.
Look, you seem like a smart fella.
And I tell you,
when push comes to shove,
you're not gonna be dealing with
some tin badge, local sheriff guy.
You're gonna be dealing with me.
Okay?
I look forward to it.
Me too.
Yeah, for now.
Whoa!
FBI just left my office.
What do you want?
I know who you are.
I'm gonna do everybody a favor.
Leave, just go somewhere else.
Do it right now or I'm not gonna
be able to stop what'll happen.
What about Clydie?
What about this place?
You're making it much worse for her
than it was ever supposed to be.
If you care for her, you'll go.
Jesus.
I was a thief.
I don't care.
There was a bank.
And the guard got shot.
So you're a murderer.
No.
A boy, Billy.
I took him with me
on a couple of jobs.
The guard was going to shoot me.
Billy shot him first.
But I was taken.
You had no right.
Damn you, you had no right
to come into our lives.
You have to go.
You're going to lose this place.
No, I am not.
I can take care of myself.
I was doing just fine
before you came here.
I have been alone a long time.
So have I.
Now!
Mookie, you're it.
Whoa.
I said you're it.
easier talking to you on tape,
but now I'm not so sure.
Yeah, this is excellent, Lonnie.
This is excellent.
Why'd you let him go?
You'd be famous now
if you'd collared him.
Now doesn't seem the time
to have this place crawling
with state cops and FBI, does it?
You're quite right, Lonnie,
quite right.
Now, that's what I like about you,
Lonnie, you're always thinking.
Well, it shouldn't be too difficult to
break Mrs. Anderson's resistance now. Hm?
I'm gonna work on that right away.
Thank you, Lonnie.
I don't care if our local sheriff
says he's left town.
Me too.
personal charge of the situation.
Today, a little cooler
tonight, dropping down to the 50s.
But tomorrow, another sunny day,
so make your plans.
out there.
- Hey, Pete.
- Hey.
- What's new with you?
- Nothing.
Hello.
Excuse me. That bike parked
Yeah.
Did you restore it yourself?
It was nothing.
Where are you from?
Quebec.
Drive her here all the way
from Canada?
Yeah.
You must be a good mechanic.
Coffee?
Please.
Gonna have anything to eat?
What do you got?
Well, today's special
is meat loaf. It's not bad.
Or you can have
the rest of that guy's steak.
Mookie?
Clydie,
talking to you on tape,
but now I'm not so sure.
I can never change what I did,
no matter how much I regret it.
Mookie's going to hear lots
Most of them won 't be true.
Please say goodbye to him for me.
Tell him I never meant for anyone
to get hurt, especially him.
Ah!
Go, go!
Go!
Gather around!
Over there, move! Hiyah!
- Hiyah!
- Hiyah!
Sh*t.
Sixty-four to base.
Son of a b*tch.
Get a chopper here now.
I want him trapped.
Mom, what are you doing?
Just locking up.
We never lock up.
Well, we're gonna start.
Mommy, are you
scared of something?
Honey, I'm just being cautious.
That's different from being scared.
My turn.
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