The Fugitive Kind Page #7

Synopsis: Having fled New Orleans to avoid arrest, the undeniably alluring Valentine "Snakeskin" Xavier (Val), a trouble-prone guitar-playing drifter, wanders into a small Mississippi town aiming to go straight and lead a quiet, simple life. He gets a job in the dry goods store owned by a sexually-frustrated middle-aged woman named Lady Torrence, whose sadistic elderly husband, Jabe, is dying. With an obscure past and passions of her own, Lady finds herself attracted to Val, pulsating with passion anew, as he presents an arousing antidote to her bitter marriage and small-town hum-drum life, but also vying for Val's attention are the alcoholic, sex-crazed Carol Cutrere and the unhappily-married Vee Talbot. Each bring their share of problems into Val's plans, himself equally tempted by these women though he succumbs to the charms of Lady. But the jealous Jabe is friends with Sheriff Talbot, who's also Vee's wife - things can't possibly end well for Val and Lady. The screenplay by Meade Roberts and
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): Sidney Lumet
Production: United Artists
  2 wins.
 
IMDB:
7.2
Rotten Tomatoes:
60%
APPROVED
Year:
1960
119 min
1,465 Views


We burned him out.

Burned down his house and his orchard.

Not a single fire engine

moved out of the place that night.

Jabe, did you say "we"?

I got kind of a... Kind of a cramp.

I think you're getting yourself all excited,

Mr. Torrance?

I better take you back upstairs.

Yeah, let's go. Better go upstairs.

Jabe, did you say "we did it?"

- You heard me. I said "we"!

- No!

One step at a time, Mr. Torrance.

Careful now.

Papa.

One step at a time.

Papa.

My patient's hemorrhaging.

I shouldn't believe it.

He's bleeding. Call the doctor.

Call Dr. Buchanan.

My patient's hemorrhaging.

I'm gonna take him up.

Well, the hemorrhaging

seems to have stopped.

She still out?

Yeah, she is.

Been on a whole lot of cases in my life,

but I never seen a wife behave like this.

Somebody help me.

I can't see.

I had a vision.

- I knew a vision was coming.

- Let me help you, Mrs. Talbot.

Vee!

- Let go of her.

- No.

Don't move. I'm coming back.

- I'm not going anywhere.

- Just see that you don't.

Pee Wee, stay there with that boy.

Hey, Dog, what's going on?

Sheriff caught the store clerk

messing with his wife.

Stand back under that light.

I wanna look at you while I run through

some photos of men wanted.

I'm not wanted.

A good-looking boy like you

is always wanted.

How tall are you, boy?

I never measured.

- How much you weigh?

- I never weighed.

You got any scars or marks of

identification on your face or body?

No.

Open your shirt.

- What for?

- Open his shirt for him, Pee Wee.

All right, boy. Come on.

- What did you do before?

- Before what?

Before you come here?

- I traveled and played.

- Played?

- Played what?

- With women?

I played the guitar and sang.

- Where is that guitar?

- In the store.

You want me to get it for you, Jordan?

Don't you ever touch that.

That's all right, Pee Wee.

Why don't you and Dog go over there

and leave me straighten this boy out?

Go on.

All right, boy,

I ain't gonna touch your guitar.

I'm gonna tell you something.

There's a certain county I know of

that's got a big sign that says:

"N*gger, don't let the sun go down on you

in this county. "

And that's all it says.

It don't threaten nothing.

It just says, "N*gger, don't let the

sun go down on you in this county. "

Well, son.

You ain't that n*gger. This ain't that county.

But I want you to just imagine that

you seen a big sign that said to you:

Boy, don't let the sun rise on you

in this county.

I said rise, not go down.

Because it's too close to sunset for you

to get packed and move on before that.

And I think if you value your safety here...

you'll simplify my job

by not allowing the sun tomorrow...

to rise on you in this county.

Now, you understand, don't you, boy?

I hope so.

'Cause I don't like violence.

Hey, be careful with that stuff. You hear me.

I said be careful.

What's the matter with you today?

- Lady, they're calling for you again.

- Now!

That's better.

Jabe's a very sick man, Lady.

- Ain't you got no concern?

- Okay.

That's okay. No, no more. I have no concern.

Come on, boy! Hurry up!

Put everything back there.

- Carol, this place ain't open.

- I have to stay here for a while.

I don't have a license, you see.

My license has been revoked

and I have to get somebody...

to drive me across the river.

Call a taxi.

I hear that boy who works for you

is leaving tonight.

- Who said he's leaving?

- Sheriff Talbot.

He suggested I get him to drive me

over the river, since he'd be crossing it, too.

You got so much wrong information,

darling.

Mighty wrong.

Why do you keep coming back here

bothering that boy?

He doesn't care about you.

My brother and sister-in-law

have made a marvelous offer this time.

That's fine.

Almost limitless funds,

unceasing horn of plenty.

Providing I go and stay gone,

across at least one ocean...

and not just one river. Can you hear me?

- Who are you talking to?

- The offer's very explicit.

It includes such items

as a Mediterranean villa...

perched like the nest of a sea bird

over that coast...

they call the Divina Costiera,

where it's springtime always.

Are you listening to me?

Of course I'm listening to you.

- Did you think I was talking to you?

- No.

You are my sister.

You found out what I know.

That there is nothing on this earth,

you can do on this earth...

but catch at whatever comes near you

with both your hands...

till your fingers are broken.

There's something still wild in the country,

something free.

I'll be waiting outside in my car.

The fastest thing on wheels

in Two River County.

Ain't you going with her?

- I'm not going with her.

- Okay.

Now, get in your white jacket.

- I need you tonight in the confectionary.

- I want to talk to you.

- No, I have no time. Please!

- Yes, you take time, Lady.

You can't open a night place here this night.

You bet your sweet life I'm going to.

No, you're betting my sweet life.

Okay, I'll bet my life on it.

Sweet or not, I'm going. Let me go.

- No.

- You don't get the point.

There's a man up there...

that set fire to my father's wine garden.

I want that man to see the wine garden

come open again...

while he's dying.

Tonight, nothing can stop it.

It's just something got to be done

to square things away.

To be not defeated.

I won't be defeated, not again, in my life.

You get me!

Not again!

Val, that's not your white jacket.

No, it's not, Lady.

I have to go now.

- "Go," did you say?

- Yeah.

I got to take the 9:15 Southline bus

out of here.

At least as far as the county line.

Yeah.

I got myself into a situation here, Lady.

No, you're not fooling me, mister.

- She's waiting for you outside.

- No.

- In her car, yes.

- No.

- I want you to understand.

- What?

I got myself into a situation here

that I can't get out of.

Not in a town like this.

I've been threatened with violence

if I stay here through the night.

How about me?

- Let me go!

- Lady.

Listen. I could have cut out of here before...

but I wanted to tell you something

that I never told anybody.

Never. I feel true love for you, Lady.

No. Don't talk about love. Not to me, please.

It's easy to say "love... "

with fast and free transportation

waiting for you.

- Let me go, Val!

- Hey, you open?

No, not now! Later!

Val, come on.

Listen. I want you to listen to me.

You haven't understood one thing

that I've told you.

No. I don't care.

- You will care.

- No.

My life has been threatened here.

- You know what that means?

- My life, too.

I will wait for you. I will meet you...

- as soon as I cross the state...

- I don't believe you. You're lying!

Don't you tell me I'm lying!

You listen to me, now.

You've been acting crazy

since this morning.

Longer than morning.

What was I going to do, in your opinion?

Stay on here while you go without me?

You hear him? Death's knocking for me.

Ask me how it feels to be coupled

with death all those years...

and I can tell you, but I stood it.

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