The Beguiled Page #3

than girls my age.

I'll bet you do.

Got to get back to...

Bible reading.

Say a prayer for me, will you?

I would, but I have no

idea what you want.

The butter churned out

to a good five pounds.

That ought to trade for a sack

of flour. And we need flour bad.

Sweetener, too, Miss

Martha. Any kind.

If he doesn't have sugar,

take molasses or honey.

You talk as though I didn't know how

to barter with Phil MacPherson.

If he has them, I'll get them.

And, Hallie,

you might shave Corporal

McBurney this morning.

I'm tired of looking

at that stubble.

- Bye, Miss Martha.

- Bye, Miss Martha.

Goodbye, Miss Martha.

Mr. McB?

Mr. McB?

Good morning.

Good morning, little friend.

Feeling better, Mr. McB?

Well, I'm a little bit

bed-weary, that's all.

There's a pair of

crutches in the barn.

Been there a long time.

Should I get them for you?

Again, I'd be indebted to you, Amy.

Can you see him?

So, that's Randolph, huh?

Yes. And I love him very much.

Not as much as you do me, I hope.

As much, but different.

Try and catch some flies

for him to eat while I'm gone. Bye.

Bye.

If living was a thing

that money could buy

Don't you know the rich would

live, Lord, the poor would die

All my trouble...

Is that all you're gonna give?

Guess you're drying up like the

rest of us women around here.

What you after in

this barn, Miss Amy?

Those crutches.

For Mr. McB.

You get permission

from Miss Martha?

Well, I think we should

refuse to work the garden

till Miss Martha stops giving food

to the enemy of the Confederacy.

The Bible says "Love thy enemy."

Can't let a man like

that starve to death.

Ain't enough for him now.

Miss Doris, that thing in your

hand is for hoeing, not leaning.

It's n*gger work! And

it's ruining my hands.

Why, I'll never be able

to play the harp again.

That n*gger work is what feed us

and if we don't get enough of it,

you'll go where you can play your

harp your whole livelong day.

Like to suck a raw egg while I

shave you? It'll give you energy.

Sure. Thanks.

You get the thanks.

Those hens hadn't laid for

months before you came.

You must got rooster blood in you.

Judging by my boots and uniform,

I don't have any kind of blood in me.

Miss Martha said I

was to shave you.

But I ain't so sure.

I don't think the Lord want a man's

face all smooth like a baby's bottom.

That's why he gave him whiskers.

Might be a sin to shave

that growth off.

Then, don't do it.

Sinning ought to be saved for

much more important things.

I better shave you. Miss

Martha give me my orders.

Not the Lord.

And even without whiskers...

you wouldn't look half bad.

For a white man.

I like hearing you laugh, Hallie.

My Ben used to say that.

Who's Ben? Your husband?

No, we weren't rightly married,

but we sure loved each other.

Did he die?

Don't know. He run off

a long time back.

Miss Martha's brother,

he decided to sell Ben off.

So, Ben run away.

So, he finally got us

separated all the same.

Listen, Hallie, you help

me get away from here,

and I'll try to find out

what happened to your Ben,

even if I have to go to

General Grant personally.

You trust me now, Hal?

I'll think on it, Mr. Yank.

Oh, let me help you. You all right?

Yeah. I just overdid

it a little, that's all.

Well, sit down.

- There.

- Thank you.

All right?

Won't you sit down for a minute?

No, I can't. I have a

class in a minute.

Just for that minute,

then, please. Come on.

Well...

I woke up this morning wondering

if you could possibly be

as lovely and as sweet

as you were last night.

Now, I see you're even

prettier than I remembered.

You know, Edwina, one way or the other I'm

gonna have to leave here pretty soon.

There isn't time enough to get to

know each other in the normal way.

So, I'm gonna ask you...

something I wouldn't

ordinarily ask you.

See, I've never felt this

way about anybody before.

I mean, you're somebody

I've always wanted to meet.

And if I'm gonna be in, er,

prison or somewhere else...

I don't want to just keep

thinking or hoping...

if nothing's gonna happen.

I mean, if I'm just another

Billy Yank enemy...

You're not. I like you very much.

Miss Martha's back!

How did you get those

crutches, Corporal?

I brung them to him.

You had no business doing

it without being told.

And who let him out

of the music room?

I was told to shave him and it was

too dark in that boarded-up room.

Well, at least it's

some improvement.

I'm sorry I let her

shave me, ma'am.

I always felt the Lord didn't

intend for a man's face

to be smooth as a baby's bottom.

Go unload the buggy.

Yes, ma'am.

And thanks to you, ma'am, I've

got most of my strength back.

What do you think of that?

That it's a foolish

waste of energy.

Come help me bring in the supplies.

I'd be glad to, ma'am.

There's a lot of things I could do

to repay you for saving my life.

There's just about nothing

I don't like about farming.

And I have a great

respect for land.

It really used to grieve me when

our outfit was moving this way

and I could see what this war

was doing to this fine land.

It grieves me, too.

I used to enjoy riding through our

fields seeing them rich with crops.

There are things, certainly,

that could use a man's help.

Thank you, ma'am. You won't

regret it, I guarantee you.

There are enough of us to keep

an eye on you during the day

but at night, we'll

lock you up again.

Well, of course. I'd expect that.

You can take the buggy now, Hallie.

- You'll need some clothes.

- Come on.

Can't have you hobbling

around the girls in that.

Come on, Mae.

I'll get you some things

that belonged to my brother.

You're an angel, ma'am.

An absolute angel.

Thank you. You've

been a great help.

"The napkin should not

be fastened at the neck.

"It should be laid

conveniently across the lap.

"And one corner should be

lifted to wipe the mouth.

"Men who wear a moustache

"are obliged to manipulate a

napkin in a vigorous manner...

- Miss Edwina.

- "which would be unpardonable in a lady."

- Yes?

- Permission to go to my closet.

- But nowhere else.

- Of course not.

Now, we will all demonstrate

the proper use of a napkin.

Very nice.

Morning.

Well, good morning to you.

Games for two are more fun.

Oh, now you surprise me.

Never thought you'd be

afraid to kiss a girl.

Well, my mother told me it

might just stunt my growth.

Maybe your mama was right.

You certainly are well developed.

I'd have to say the same about you.

Well, it's not the same.

I mean, your shoulders and arms

seem to be all muscular.

I bet there's not a

soft spot on you.

She's not in her room.

Not even in the music

room, as I expected.

And neither is the bluebelly.

Doris will take charge.

You're obviously very

hard to resist, Carol,

but I'm not anxious to have my

head on the chopping block.

Well, then, what about later on

tonight when everybody's asleep?

What about it?

Mmm. I just happen to

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