Suburbicon
- R
- Year:
- 2017
- 105 min
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Welcome to Suburbicon,
excitement.
Founded in 1947,
Suburbicon was built
with the promise of
prosperity for all.
And in only 12 short years,
it has grown
from a few small homes
to a living, breathing community
with all the conveniences of
the big city
without all the noise
or the traffic.
And now, with nearly 60,000
residents,
a fire department,
and a police department.
There's a shopping mall.
A first-rate hospital.
Why, we even have our own choir.
The people of Suburbicon
hail from all corners
of this great nation.
A melting pot of diversity
from cities as far away as...
New York!
- And...
- Ohio!
- And even...
- Mississippi!
The only thing
Suburbicon is missing is you.
Isn't it time
for your new start?
Come home to Suburbicon.
- Hey there, Tex!
- I'm two-wheelin' it!
He got a license for that?
He ain't broke nothin' yet.
Well, give him an hour.
He'll break something.
Mrs. Pendelton.
Watch yourself, henry.
We just took his wheels off.
Say, have you met your neighbor
yet?
No, they just moved in last
night,
but I'm baking them a custard.
Mmm, boy!
- Hey, fellows.
- Sir.
Here we go.
Got all the utilities
and a new subscription
to good housekeeping.
Is Mrs. Mayers about?
I'm Mrs. Mayers.
Well, all right!
Uh, welcome to Suburbicon.
Hope you enjoy your stay.
Is that our mail?
Oh...
Sorry.
Have you met your new neighbor?
You can put that in Andy's room,
and that goes in the living
room. Thank you.
Calm down!
Hey, come on, I can't hear you!
I can't...
One at a time, one at a time!
Right?
Chuck! Chuck!
We don't want 'em here.
Can I ask who thought this'd be
all right?
Well, I think we thought
that the community
- Not we. Him!
You?
Quiet down. We've spoken
with the city planners,
and the adjacent homes
will be supplied fencing
to block the view of the Mayers.
And who's gonna pay for that?
We'll pay for it, Jackson.
The housing committee.
'Cause we ain't gonna pay for
it.
You're not gonna pay for it,
god damn it!
But there's not much we can do
about these folks.
Oh, we can do something
about it.
James, read the petition.
"We defy
the supporters of Mr. Mayers
"to say our fears are
groundless.
"but only at such time
"the negro shows
he's ready for it.
"They don't seek to better
themselves.
"This community has come too far
to move backwards.
"to live where we want
and with whom we want,
"and, with god's help,
we will overcome!"
You remember
what happened in Baltimore?
And Trenton?
The Wolcotts said all our
property values will drop.
So even if we wanted to sell,
we can't.
Oh, for heaven sakes, rose.
If anybody, it's those Wolcotts
that bring down property values.
This is a peaceful town.
People get crazy over things
like this.
Nicky, sweetheart, come here.
Honey, that Mayers family's got
a little boy your age up there
on that porch.
Why don't you hop on over there
and take him for baseball?
Mom, do I have to?
Don't look at me.
Nicky! You take that little
colored boy
and play him some baseball.
Your mom and I
and then we'll make you
some butter cookies for after.
Go on. Go on.
I don't want to play baseball.
Hey!
Hey.
You play baseball?
Yep.
They play out behind the
Nazarene church.
We ain't Nazarene.
We're Episcopalian.
All right then.
You like baseball?
Yeah.
You like it?
The crickets were listening.
The night was listening to her.
Then there was a sound!
Only a woodchuck, surely,
beating a hollow log.
No. No, it was Lavinia Nebbs.
It was most surely
And she went down the steps,
faster, faster,
running now down the steps,
Plunging faster and faster,
Down, down into the pit of
the ravine.
Only a little way.
Across the bridge. Run.
Run. Don't turn. Don't look.
If you see him,
you'll not be able to move!
You just run!
Up the path, between the hills,
the top of the path, the street.
And even with the light,
the fear swirled a...
Nicky, you need to get up.
There are men in the house.
Come on. Come on.
They're gonna take
what they want and leave.
Everything's gonna be fine.
Get the hell out of that chair.
Shut up.
Get me a drink.
Maggie.
On a tray.
Give me a drink on a tray, too.
All right.
Look, can we just get this over
with?
What's the hurry?
Got an appointment?
That's right.
Let's quit f***ing around
and go.
Come on, lady.
Just put your arms around my
neck.
Here we go.
I'll do that.
She don't mind.
You don't mind, do you, ma'am?
No.
That's right.
She don't mind.
Where's the toilet?
Um, it's... it's down the hall.
Up to your left.
You got polio?
What?
Polio.
She was in a car accident.
Sh*t.
Anybody die?
What is wrong with you?
Just getting the lay of
the land.
Want to know if I'm talking to
a killer.
She wasn't...
My husband was driving.
But no one died.
Yeah. It all worked out
just fine.
Hey! Hey!
Let's get moving.
Coming! F***!
In just a moment,
the names of the supporting
players,
and a word about next week's
story of suspense.
Now, we had an agreement
that if we cooperate,
no harm will come to us.
Well,
harm is one of those things you
can't never tell about in advance.
Least
that's been my experience,
far as it goes.
But
you probably know more about
that than me.
You must think
we're pretty sick, huh?
Couple animals.
Is that what you think?
Yeah. That's what you think.
You're pretty quiet over there.
What do you think
about all this?
I'm sure that you won't hurt us.
Lady,
you ain't in a position
to be sure about anything.
- Do you have to tie him up?
- No! Ow. Ow.
Jesus Christ.
Think about it for a minute.
It's a question
that answers itself.
Let's just get this over with.
What are you so f***ing nervous
about?
He's just a little boy!
We'll start with
the auntie over here.
Shut up her yappin'.
Please! Please...
"Auntie em! Auntie em..."
Just breathe normal.
Good.
I love that f***ing movie.
- Okay. Okay, Nicky.
- No! No! Dad! Dad!
Dad.
Dad.
I'll do the kid.
No! No, no, no!
Settle down, kid.
It's gonna be a party.
Chloroform is
a progressive depressant.
It works on the motors.
Usually just has
but, obviously,
your wife respired a lot
more of the stuff,
and her organs are failing.
Nicky! Honey, we were
Son.
Can you hear me?
There's something
I have to tell you.
It's something very sad.
Unto almighty god,
we commend the soul of rose,
our sister departed,
and we commit her body
to the ground.
Earth to earth,
ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
In sure and certain hope
of the resurrection
unto eternal life
through our lord Jesus Christ.
If there's anything you need,
don't hesitate to call me.
Rose was a very brave woman.
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