Serena Page #4

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I can't promise you won't do time.

Don't have to.

I fully understand the consequences

of my actions.

There's a judge in Raleigh

you can show these to.

One they don't own yet.

You sure you still want to

go through with this?

You want me to take 'em?

You look stunning.

Thank you.

Everything's going to be all right.

I know.

We're going to go downstairs and

we're going to eat and dance and...

We're going to forget about

everything but each other.

- I won't be long.

- Okay.

What level of investment

do you require?

What's this, George?

This is my lovely wife.

This is Mr. Lowenstein.

The woman who tames eagles.

Your reputation precedes you.

Now, this is Mr. Calhoun.

These two gentlemen are...

Serena.

I want to dance.

These gentlemen are interested

in investing in Brazil.

But I love this song

and I really want to dance.

I think you should sit down.

- Will you dance with me, Mr. Lowenstein?

- No, that's not a good idea.

- Don't...

- Well, uh...

Of course, I'd be delighted to,

Mrs. Pemberton.

But I...

It's fine. Fine.

Thank you.

My husband is apparently

too busy to dance with me.

Campbell's gone missing.

You might want to check the safe.

He took the ledgers.

He can destroy us, George.

Just like Buchanan.

Hmm?

Hmm?

Your daddy is a loving working man...

I know where Campbell is.

Good.

Locking yourself in?

I saw some tracks by the falls.

Looks like a panther.

Let me know when you want to kill it.

Mr. Campbell?

Get out!

Get out!

Vaughn?

Mr. Pemberton's going to be

very hungry when he gets home.

Have cook make up all of his favourites

and bring them to the cabin

when he gets back.

Yes, ma'am.

Here's your supper.

I have some business to go take care of.

I'm doing this for us, George.

For our new world.

What are you talking about?

Brazil, of course.

We're going to be so happy there.

Give me the Sheriff. Quick!

Rachel stays with

the widow Jenkins sometimes.

It ain't far.

Mrs. Jenkins?

It's Sheriff McDowell.

Mrs. Jenkins?

We gotta get you out of here.

Is she all right?

- Mrs. Sloan.

- Come on in. Come on.

What can I do for you, Sheriff?

There was a murder

up on Colt Ridge last night.

Widow named Jenkins.

Never hurt a soul.

Somebody slashed her throat.

And, uh...

why are you telling me?

I'd like to speak to your wife,

if you don't mind.

My wife?

She's not in there.

She went out with the cutting crew

earlier this morning.

That's convenient.

You happen to know where she and

that mongrel of hers were last night?

I know she had nothing to do

with some old woman's murder.

Well, that woman was looking

after Rachel Hermann's boy.

Is the child all right?

Ask your wife.

I don't need to.

You make no mistake.

They were coming for your boy.

Galloway slit Campbell's throat

the other day.

Your boy was next.

Expect your wife can tell

you why, Mr. Pemberton.

Tell me you didn't do it.

Tell me you didn't send Galloway.

It's okay, George.

It's okay.

It had to be done.

For us.

What had to be done?

You hurt me.

You said that

I was enough for you.

You are enough for me.

You're lying.

I found the picture of your baby.

Our love is more important

than that child, isn't it?

Isn't it, George?

You just tell me where Galloway is.

- Just tell me where he is.

- No, come on. No...

- It'll all be over.

- No.

- Just tell me. Just...

- No.

It'll never be over

as long as that child is alive.

No, please... No...

You'll never be free of him. Can't

you see? He looks just like you.

I had to.

Just let the child go!

George. Stop.

George!

If you love your bastard child

as much, then just kill me.

That's the only way you'll ever stop me.

Where did you send Rachel and the boy?

That's a matter for the law.

This is everything you need

to put me away forever.

And what's that supposed to mean?

It means that I'm turning myself in.

You just tell me where they are

and when I get back,

you'll have your arrest.

I don't need your help.

Do you know that Galloway never

came back to the camp last night?

I'll contact Rachel.

Tell her to move on.

He is going to find them, Sheriff.

You know that as well as I do.

And what do you propose

to do about that?

Tell me where they are.

That's my boy, Sheriff.

- So you'll be fine?

- Mmm.

I'll be back soon.

Bye-bye.

Bye.

Kingsport, Tennessee. Name of Sloan.

You got 24 hours,

then I'm calling the judge.

I need the next train to Washington.

There ain't one for another two hours.

- There anything sooner?

- No.

Shh, shh. Hush.

Shh.

Hush...

Please, no.

Mr. Galloway...

Stop.

It's okay.

- You say he'll be hunting?

- Yes, sir.

- Up in Noland.

- Hmm.

Let's go.

I told him if he's real quiet,

Joel'll give him some more cars

for his choo-choo when we get there.

Joel Vaughn?

Yeah.

He's going to take care of us now.

Jacob's real sweet on him.

You best say goodbye to him now.

Spread out, boys.

There, there.

All right. All right, come on.

Son of a b*tch.

Mrs. Pemberton!

Mrs. Pemberton?

You need to come and identify.

Mrs. Pemberton?

Mrs. Pemberton?

Mrs. Pemberton, you need to come out

and identify your next of kin.

All right. Let's take him away, then.

Come on, boys,

let's get back in the car.

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