The Beguiled Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1971
- 105 min
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have a room to myself.
In the attic. Can
you walk up stairs?
I suppose I could but I couldn't
He wanted to know what
class you were teaching.
And I told him etiquette.
And how to behave like a lady
under all circumstances.
All that anger in those
pretty green eyes.
I told you before,
I don't trust any man.
Did you ask her if she looks
upon you as a Billy Yank enemy?
Or if she's waiting for a prince
to awaken her with a kiss?
Now, come on, that's nonsense.
She doesn't mean a thing to me.
Just passing time, talking
with her, that's all.
Same as my father
said to my mother.
"They mean nothing to me."
"I was only amusing myself."
So, your father was the man?
No. No, Johnny.
I know how I feel.
If you don't feel the
same way, just tell me.
You know how I feel.
When the war's over,
I'll come back and get you.
Please, Johnny, don't say
that unless you mean it.
You know I mean it.
No...
Johnny, no.
When the war's over, I'll
come back and get you.
If you'll let me.
Please, Johnny, don't say
that unless you mean it.
You know I mean it.
No...
Oh...
I can't.
Not like this.
Maybe when the war's over.
It's just that I never have before.
Don't be angry.
If you still feel the same way...
There's riders out in front.
Maybe three or four of them.
It's probably just the patrollers.
Or the girl on lookout, she
would've sounded the alarm.
- They've stopped.
- They often do.
and then they ride on.
I better get back
before I'm missed.
Miss Martha! Miss Martha!
Hold it, Yank!
Hell, I ain't no Yank.
Who are you? What
are you doing here?
Hurry, Miss Martha! Hurry!
I was wounded.
I'm on leave from Gregg's,
Texas, Longstreet's Corps.
- Who is it?
- How come you're not in uniform?
How come you're not?
What's going on there?
We caught him, Miss Farnsworth.
Why, Sam Jackson.
This is my cousin you've
heard me talk about.
It's my cousin.
Why, Cousin Martha, I always
figured you looked down
on the Texas side of the family.
It pleases me that
you talk about us.
Of course, I didn't say
what I said about you.
Can you explain this,
Miss Farnsworth?
No, I can't explain it.
It was tied on the gates.
I've no idea how it got there.
Unless it was one of
the girls as a joke.
These aren't times for joking.
One of my men could've been
killed. Or your cousin there.
I know that, Sam.
The girl who's responsible will
be very severely punished.
Take my word for it.
Well, I do, ma'am.
Thank you, Sam.
I'm sorry this happened.
You were splendid, ma'am,
absolutely splendid.
Why, it's splendid
yourself, Corporal.
Your accent was pure Texas.
I wonder who put this
rag on the gate.
I don't know, but you
can bet I didn't.
Now that you've got
your strength back
there's no reason why we should
continue to serve your meals in bed.
You'll have supper with us tonight.
Whatever you say, ma'am.
You know, I can't remember when I've
ever been in such delightful company.
certainly a fine tribute
to the excellence of
your headmistress
to whom I will always be indebted.
- You needn't be.
- But I will, ma'am.
You don't understand that I used to make
much more use of my legs than most men.
Take dancing for instance.
I always could wear out the arm
of any fiddler in the world.
If we had dancing
here in the school,
waltzes, reels, polkas.
Almost anything you could mention.
Miss Martha, could we
have a dance class?
Yes, please.
Can we?
I'll take it under consideration.
We haven't had as lively a
meal as this in a long time.
I think it's been disgraceful.
Eating with the enemy.
So do I, Miss Martha.
You girls might have said something before
supper. Could've eaten in the kitchen.
You may both be excused
to go to your room.
Please ma'am, let them stay. They're
just voicing their patriotism.
Doris and Janie, I admire your father for
fighting for the cause that he thinks is right.
If nobody's gonna finish those mushrooms,
I think I could manage a little.
Please do, Corporal.
Amy picked them for you.
Thank you, Amy. I'm particularly
partial to mushrooms.
Now, I'm sorry but I must
turn to something unpleasant.
Today, somebody tied
the blue rag...
Girls, into the kitchen.
Edwina, fetch the pistol.
It's up in my room.
Hallie, you go with them.
Hide yourself upstairs.
If it's Union troops, you just holler.
I'll make sure nothing happens to anyone.
They're our soldiers, Miss Martha.
Thank God.
- Can you make it up the stairs all right?
- Yeah.
- I'll help him.
- No, you won't. Get in the kitchen.
Let me have that pistol.
No, I have to take
it to Miss Martha.
You care about what
happens to me, don't you?
Yes, that's why I don't
wanna see you shot.
Come in, Captain. Sorry
to keep you waiting.
That's all right, ma'am.
Been a long time since I've had
to wait for such a pretty lady.
This vicinity is gonna
be left unprotected.
Our boys got to pull off
for Champion's Hill
before them damn Yankees...
Beg your pardon, ma'am.
Them Yankees.
Secure the road to Vicksburg.
Why have you come here?
We heard about your school here
and since we were
scouting out in this area
we just decided to stop by and
see if we could be of any...
assistance.
Thank you.
Captain, but everything
is fine here.
It seems to me as how you might be afraid
of being molested by them Yankees.
I could leave a couple of my boys here to
sleep in your barn for a night or two.
That's very generous of you,
Captain, but it won't be necessary.
I don't mind staying with
the ladies, Captain.
You all want to go on ahead, I'll
catch up with you in a few days.
You're very kind but we cannot take
you from your duties in the field.
It just seems to me as how it
might serve some military purpose
for someone to stay behind,
kind of out of sight.
That's right.
Matter of fact, I might
just stay myself.
Scoggins, suppose you ride
back and tell the Colonel...
One or two of you would
be no protection.
And your presence here might
just draw attention to us
and provoke the Yankees
into burning us down.
Good night, gentlemen. Thank
you so much for your concern.
Ma'am, I'd be right proud to pay my
compliments to them young ladies.
That's very gentlemanly
of you, Captain.
I'll tell them.
Good night.
Come on, boys.
God bless you, gentlemen.
Good night.
It's all right. They left.
I love you so much.
Were you scared, Miss Martha?
- I almost died, I was so scared.
- So was I.
Go up to your rooms.
that way about our own boys.
Oh, Doris, you think
everything is treason.
Don't argue, girls. Hallie.
Bring a bottle of
wine to the parlor.
Today's been quite a strain.
Oh! Give me the pistol.
- Good night, young ladies.
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