Sophie and the Rising Sun Page #4

Oh, Salome! How's Anne?

I been worried sick.

She'll mend.

She wanted to make sure

you had a nice Christmas dinner.

Oh, my goodness.

There's enough food

in here for a week.

- Anne, look what you've done.

- -Mm.

I'm so glad you sent for me. You

still have lilies in your garden?

They're a little brown and withered,

but I thought you might enjoy 'em.

I'll put 'em in the vase.

The blue vase.

And, Salome,

please close the door.

Forgive me, Sophie, but you

look more tired than I do.

I haven't been sleepin' well.

Oh, don't pay any attention

to Ruth JEFFERS.

Ruth?

I thought you knew.

About you and Mr. Ohta.

Have you been paintin' together

by the river on Sunday mornin's?

We did paint together,

but it was purely innocent.

People always think the worst.

I'm a grown woman, Anne.

Of course you are.

And you're a lady.

She's a filthy-minded...

Get off of me!

Get off of me!

How dare you disobey your mother?

Stop, mama! Stop!

How dare you!

Mama, stop!

Layin'... layin'

with that nigga!

She's a good girl!

She's my best friend! Stop!

Come back here!

You come back here!

You! How dare you

show up here?

You never come near her again!

You hear me?

Forgive me, Anne.

Never mind, Sophie.

The war's got us all on edge.

Sophie, I need your help.

Anything, Anne.

It's Mr. Ohta.

He didn't leave.

Where is he?

He's... he's hidin'

in poppa's old fishin' cabin.

He has suffered so much,

heavenly father.

I'm asking this...

Who on earth?

Oh!

Yes, John? It's okay.

It's okay, honey.

Grover?

Grover?

Sophie.

Where is miss Anne?

She fell and broke her ankle.

Salome is taking care of her.

She'll be all right.

I've brought you more supplies.

Thank you.

My boots.

You're lookin'

much better, Anne.

Oh, that's very kind, Ruth.

I know how much you like

my potato salad,

so I made enough

to stuff you to the gills.

If I end up a bigger lump o' lard

at the end of this adventure,

I will blame you,

Samille Gilbert.

Well, Isabel made you a pecan pie.

I know that's your favorite.

Oh, whatever would I do

without such friends?

It's important to remember... We can

rely on each other in times of need.

Good mornin', Anne.

How are you today?

Thank you for comin', Sophie.

I brought you

some black-eyed peas.

Miss Ruth. Miss Samille.

I see you've joined

the others in...

conspiring to fatten me

up for the slaughter.

You're lookin' rested

today, Sophie.

The lord's forgiveness beautifies

the body and the soul.

Yes, it does, miss Ruth.

Well, Samille,

it's time for us to go.

Poor Betsy Larkin,

she is down with a fever.

We promised her a visit

today also.

Would you like

to join us, Sophie?

I'm goin' keep Sophie

to myself for a while.

Did you bring the cards?

Anne has challenged me

to a gin rummy tournament.

Well, you know

what I think about cards.

I do indeed, Ruth.

Oh, is he all right?

Yes. He's fine.

Well, he's fine.

Sophie.

Hmm?

I have to find a way to leave.

No.

No, you can't leave.

I don't want anything

to happen to you or miss Anne.

That was Sophie.

And she is up to something.

And I'm gonna see what it is.

Kendall's gonna be here with you,

darlin', and take care of ya.

I'll be right back.

Who's usin' your poppa's old

fishin' cabin down by the river?

- Who let her in?

- She just barged in.

- What? -What are you

talkin' 'bout, Ruth?

Crab shells.

Biscuits.

And sheets on the bed.

And the strangest paintin'

I have ever seen.

Did you see anyone?

It's a picture of Sophie.

And some giant egret.

I've seen her. I've seen

her walkin' past my house

in the middle of the night.

And comin' back at dawn.

So don't you lie to me.

I told Sophie she could use

poppa's cabin.

- You know about it?

- 'Course I know.

You tell that uppity girl

to leave.

I told Sophie she could use poppa's

cabin whenever she wanted to.

For what?

Painting! What do you think?

Are you hidin'

that Jap down there?

Did you see him? No! Ruth, we have

known each other a long time,

and I'm tellin' you to stop

this gossip about Sophie.

And this cock-and-bull story that

you have cooked up about Mr. Ohta.

Well, Minna was my best friend.

And I-i owe it to her

to protect her child.

Even from her own wicked ways.

Whatever you made up in your dirty

little mind, you will stop right now.

Sophie is an honorable woman,

and Mr. Ohta is gone.

You are not to go

to poppa's cabin again.

A-are you threatenin' me,

Anne Morrison?

Ruth, you remember,

I know all about your daddy.

No laughin' out loud on Sundays.

No dancin', no card playin'.

My daddy

was a-a man o' god.

Except when he went down to my poppa's

cabin with a stash o' liquor,

sometimes for days on end.

Oh, and he liked to bring colored

women with him too, didn't he?

Didn't he?

Jesus said,

"it's not the healthy that

need the doctor, but the sick.

I have not come to

call the righteous,

but the sinners." Luke.

My poppa pitied your daddy.

And, Ruth, I'm tellin' you,

I will print it on the front

page of the Brunswick chronicle.

Salome.

Uh, come here.

Please take this

to Sophie right now.

It's very important.

The doctor told me

to take care o' you.

And that's exactly

what I'm gonna do.

So why don't you just tell me

what the hell is goin' on?

Salome, what are you doin' here?

Is... is Anne all right?

Yeah, she's fine, miss Sophie.

She's fine.

Well...

My queen Sally.

How could I not know you?

Well, life has worn some

unexpected lines into my face.

I never knew

your name was Salome.

Queen Sally took me a ways, but

it got hard to keep her goin'.

Salome is what's left.

Where did you go?

I traveled around some.

All over the south.

I was a singer with a big band.

Almost made it

to Hollywood once.

And did you have a daughter?

My girl was

to be named Emmeline.

And yours would be Katherine.

Uh-huh. Katherine Sophie.

Oh.

She died... when she was three.

Whoopin' cough.

I'm so sorry, Salome.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah, well...

Oh, almost everyone is gone now.

My goodness, my goodness, you...

Sophie, you are

in a whole lotta trouble.

Why?

That darn Ruth JEFFERS.

She know all about you goin' down

to miss Anne's fishin' cabin.

Does she know why?

No, she don't know nothin'.

Miss Anne made sure o' that.

Do you know?

Yeah.

And now that I seen your face,

I know a whole lot more'n

miss Anne knows.

He's leavin', so just leave him.

I don't want him to be hurt.

You just gon' let him go?

"There is in the channel,

or a few inches more,

as was often the case

in the old times,

one must be painfully

circumspect in his polity.

We..."

"we used to have to sound..."

Mister! Hey, mister!

It's okay.

Salome Whitmore sent me.

You all right?

Yeah.

Anne!

I knew it! I knew it!

Sophie.

I'm coming with you.

You can't. It's dangerous.

Well, you can't leave

without me.

Mr. Ohta, this here

is a bill o' sale for the car.

Miss Anne sent you some money.

Take it now.

Thank you so much, miss Salome.

Please, tell miss Anne.

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