The Black Orchid Page #7
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I don't expect no miracles, Rose.
But if nothing happens, I...
Rose, if it turns out that...
That you and me
can't get together, I...
Frank.
Is Mary still in her room?
Yeah.
And you won't tell her about us?
Rose, I can't.
I just can't, Rose.
Rose.
Let's go to church and pray
together, huh? Come on.
We need more than prayers right now.
Look, they're going
to find Ralphie.
He's going to be fine.
Come on.
No, I want to stay here.
(dramatic theme building)
Ralphie.
I'm in trouble.
I know, son.
If Ma makes this Mass,
I want to look at her once more,
before I go away.
to the farm.
I can't. They'll put me
in reform school.
And you're putting
Ralphie, why do you make her suffer
for something that's my fault?
Your fault?
You think I'm going to lie in church?
Huh?
Noble, drive us, will you?
Come on, let's go.
Let's go.
( dramatic theme crescendoes )
Mary.
Get out of here!
We are alone. We can say
what has to be said,
and nobody will ever
know one word.
We don't have anything
to say to each other.
Now, just get out.
But we should understand
each other, Mary.
We are two of a kind, you and me.
Is that how the bad
live with themselves?
is no good?
to tell you what it is like
in the bottom of hell.
Get out of here!
What you're doing is wrong, Mary.
You are trying to twist
and bend your father
to make him do what you want.
But it's wrong, Mary.
I did it to my husband, and I know.
Poor Tony.
He was so happy when I came
And I took his happiness,
and I choked it.
I was like a kid
in a toy store when I got here.
Everything I saw, I wanted.
And in a country like this,
there is so much to want.
He didn't have one dollar,
so he had to go stealing like a dog.
That's what killed him.
I don't want to hear any more.
Now, just get out of here!
Stop twisting
your father.
You don't know how doing that
is like murdering.
In the end, they tied Tony's hands
and feet and sunk him in the river.
But I was the murderer.
Now you're doing the same thing
to your father.
Mary.
Go out of this room.
Be downstairs when he comes.
Hurry up, Mary.
Before you break him in half...
forever.
He made a mistake over me.
Don't punish him.
Make him happy again.
I made him happy.
After my mother died,
I was the one
that made him laugh again.
Now you want to take him--
All right, Mary.
I'm very much in love
with your father.
For the rest of my life,
all I would ever want
is to see him smile at me.
But I won't let you kill him
just because of what I want.
Mary...
I'm going to walk out of this room...
out of this house now.
And that's the end of it.
That's what you want.
That's what I'm going to do.
You can go downstairs now.
You can be there.
I won't.
Rose.
Rose...
would you like a cup of coffee?
You know, every Sunday,
I make sausages
for my father's breakfast.
And every Sunday, he makes
another excuse not to eat them.
I guess that's one thing
I never learned
how to make to please him.
I know the way.
I'll get some sausages?
Mm-hm.
Oh, where's the pan?
Over there.
What's the water for?
A little water kills the grease.
They don't come out too fried.
You can get the eggs meanwhile.
You know, Noble eats six.
Boy, you drive like a wild man.
Come on, let's go in.
Go ahead in, and I'll...
I'll, uh...
I'll be in in a minute.
All right.
Papa.
Hi.
Hey.
Boy, hey, something smells awful good.
Mary, tell him to sit down.
Well, I'll go get Noble.
No, I'll get him.
He's right outside.
What happened?
She made me cook the sausages.
Oh, thank God.
Thank God.
Oh, Rose.
Oh, Rose, I found Ralphie.
You found Ralphie?
He was at the church waiting for you.
Where is he now?
Well, I took him back to the farm.
Is he all right?
I spoke to Mr. Harmon.
He said everything was going to be fine.
Frank.
Rose.
Frank.
Rose.
Frank.
Noble.
Mary.
Hey! Hey, Mary!
Oh, sit down here, huh?
Now, let's...
Let's see.
Oh, yeah, butter and bread.
NOBLE:
Mary! Hey, Mary!Hey, Noble.
Oh, Noble, this is Rose.
Rose, this is, uh... Noble.
Hello, Rose.
Hello, Noble.
Now, come on, sit down
before the stuff gets cold.
Yeah.
Aren't you hungry?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm hungry.
Frank, give me your plate.
I'll fill it.
No, no, you sit down.
I'll do it myself.
In some families,
that's how they do it.
Well, if that's how you do it,
then... do it.
Oh, thank you.
Oh, pardon me.
Hey, boy!
Oh, boy! Oh, boy!
This is sausage!
Gee, Ma, I'm happy.
Hey, Rose, come on.
We're going to miss the bus.
Come on, let's go.
You wanna walk to Summerville?
Goodbye, Mrs. Valente, Ralphie.
Goodbye.
Goodbye, Mr. Harmon.
Mr. Valente.
Oh, Mr. Harmon, I'm very bad
Oh, here's some apples
for the boys, huh?
Thanks.
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