The Homesman Page #5

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Wait here a minute.

Greetings!

How do?

My name is Aloysius Duffy,

and yours is?

Briggs.

I understand you are in need of a meal...

and accommodations, Mr.Briggs

That's right.

Myself and three passengers. Women

Unusual cargo, should I say.

In any case, Mr.Briggs...

I regret I cannot oblige you

Why not?

This is a hotel, ain't?

Have a drink on the house.

Grand.

There she went.

Now then, Mr.Briggs, you couldn't

have shown up at an auspicious time

So happens a party of 16...

potential investors is coming from

St.Louis by steamboat and coach.

I trust you recognize, we cannot

accommodate anyone else.

These are gentlemen of means...

and the fate of our venture

may very well depend on...

We had a bad winter.

Drive a long way to get here.

And they had nothing to eat for three days.

I'm sorry.

The women are in bad shape,

awful hungry.

Let me see them.

Good God.

You can't turn us away.

I can't...

Mr.Briggs

those women are pitiful, I can see it.

But we can't have them here tonight.

The milk of human kindness be damned.

And kindly, be out the door and

take that wagon away from here.

And God speed to you.

Shoes on the other foot now,

you put them guns on the floor

real careful and get us supper

on the table right goddamn now.

Shoes back where it belongs Mr.Briggs.

Grand. Well done.

Be on your way, my friend

And lament your neglect of my

offer of glass of whiskey

Fine. But I tell you what,

you are the worst of...

lying thieving sons of

b*tches is ever I run into.

You turn your back on these poor women you answer for it for the rest of your lives

You won't sleep.

You choke on your whiskey and water

The food you eat will

block up your bowels...

you will die of your own sh*t.

Your mother and your sisters,

your wives and your daughters....

will curse your broke d*cks old.

Get on!

O for God sake...

I'll wanna go get us something to eat.

Now you all be good girls and goto sleep.

I'll be back directly.

You need to get on outta here.

Don't look back, don-nit.

Son of a b*tch!

Goddamn that hurts!

Ah shite...

She looked ridiculous, with that...

Pardon Ma'am, I'm looking

for a woman named Altha Carter

do you know where her house is at?

That would be the Minister's wife?

Yes, ma'am it would be.

Go on down to the Methodist church.

House across the street,

that's the presbytery.

Alright, ma'am.

Thank you.

Come Maisy. Don't look at him.

Sir?

Afternoon, ma'am.

Are you Mrs.Altha Carter.

wife of the Methodist Minister?

I am.

Well, my name is Briggs.

I am from the territories.

I brought you three women.

Women?

Goodness sakes, yes!

You've a long time coming, Mr.Briggs.

I am relieved you are here.

I'm sorry Reverend Carter, isn't.

He's out burying a beloved

member of our congregation.

Just a minute...I thought a woman

named Cuddy was bringing' em.

that's what Reverend Dowd wrote.

She was with us up to a week ago, ma'am.

I'm sorry to tell you

that a fever took her.

I Buried her and we moved on.

Mary Bee Cuddy.

Was his name.

Oh what a...

terrible loss.

She must have been a fine brave human being.

She truly was.

They have ridden all this way

in that box?

O Mercy!

Well...it's time to meet them.

I'm not sure I'm ready.

You must have had an awful winter.

We did, ma'am.

Put them on the satin, Mr.Briggs.

Do they speak?

No

Do they understand anything?

Ma'am,I don't know...

I noticed their eyes

move around the room,

what's that mean?

that's hard to tell.

Perhaps each remembers a parlor

from their own past.

Poor poor dears.

Have you noticed any improvement

in their condition?

They don't scrap with each other

and don't run off anymore.

Tell me their names.

This Theoline Belknap. She killed her baby.

Oh no no no!

Please don't tell me, Mr.Briggs

Don't care to know.

That one is Nordic woman

by the name Gro Svendsen.

Very well...

And that's little Sours.

She's only a girl.

Why has she even have a doll.

She had three little children, lost them

all to the diphtheria in three days.

Dear Lord!

please don't say anymore.

There are letters for all three

of 'em in this bag here...

about their kin folks and all.

I better move on.

They just might jump up and follow me.

Ah! I think this room would hold them.

Oh! I almost forgot...

This is for you, Ms Sours.

It's lovely.

Maybe you want it,

One fine day.

Well goodbye, ladies.

God bless you.

They be alright.

I want to say goodbye to you.

You can give this wagon and those mules

and that plaid horse and everything

else to the Methodist Women...

maybe they can sell their thing, use it for railroad fare and whatever else.

Mr.Briggs! I'm delighted.

How very generous of you.

Tell the Reverend to give

a good feeding of corn.

Will you go back to the territory?

I do not know.

If you do, please thank

Reverend Dowd for me.

And wish him well

Yes, ma'am.

Well then.

This is our goodbye, Mr.Briggs.

Give your hand.

God Our Father, bless this

good man, wherever he may go.

keep watch over him.

Cause thy face to shine upon him

and bring him home to Thee one day.

In Jesus name I pray, amen.

I hope we meet again, Mr.Briggs

Goodbye.

You can go on now.

Oh yes.

Looks better, sir.

How old were you?

You ain't got no shoes on your feet...

Well that's my business ain't?

I'll take them shoes, right there.

Playing high stakes, sir.

You show us $50?

Here's $300 for you.

Mind if I look?

Suit yourself.

Have a look at this, Mr.Carmichael.

"Bank of Loup"?

Right near Wamego.

How long since you been there,sir?

5, 6 weeks.

Bank of Loup went bust.

Happens all the time to...

South buster banks in the territory.

I've lost more than my fair

share of wild cat paper.

You have any greenbacks?

No...

I spent it all.

I'm sorry, sir.

I cannot accept these banknotes.

Nobody around here, will.

Sorry, you can't sit around this

table unless you are playing.

I have to ask you to leave.

What?

Please leave the table, sir.

You are not socially acceptable here.

See?

You ever know a woman by

the name Mary Bee Cuddy?

No, sir.

These are for you.

You still gotta pay your bill.

Them gravy and biscuits you

made were pretty good.

Thank you.

I gotta good piece of advice for you.

When you get grown, don't marry

some shitty old headed kid....

headed West and lying claim on a

farm that he ain't gonna build yet.

Don't do that.

You stay here.

Why?

Because I told you to.

Who is Mary Bee Cuddy?

Mary Bee Cuddy...

was a fine a woman ever walked.

You will never know her.

Well then so what?

so what?

You are the living breathing reason...

she'll never be lost.

That's all, Darling'

You are a strange man.

Expect I am.

Why don't we marry?

Maybe...

All ways!

# Take her by her Lilly white hand #

# meet her like a pigeon #

# Make her dance like wily-wheel

scatter Her religion. #

You boys know the weevil-weigh?

Yeah! Yeah

Get on up here

# O Charlie, he's a fine man #

# Charlie, he's a dandy #

# Every time that He goes to town #

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