The Last Sunset Page #5

In your trunk.

It's been torn.

Oh, yes, it is.

Did you know that, Mama?

Yes. Someone gave me

a corsage of primroses.

And a very jealous boy ripped them off

and stomped on them. Tore the dress.

I think that's romantic.

Well, some day I'll give

those primroses back to you.

Dance with me.

Pretty little girl

in the yellow dress

When are you going to give

Your heart to me?

I intend to keep on asking

Until you answer yes

Pretty little girl

In the pretty

little yellow dress

I looked and

saw you standing there

Like fire-glow

on a winding stair

So young you were,

so proud, so fair

With candlelight

to preen your hair

Pretty little girl

in the yellow dress

Your watch, O'Malley.

When you...

Hey. You're a long ways from your

wagon. What are you doing here?

Are you going to

cross over?

I don't know.

I haven't decided yet.

If you stay here in Mexico,

I'm staying here with you.

Why do you say

a thing like that?

Because I love you.

Oh, Missy, you

only think you do.

And you mustn't...

Don't say that I mustn't.

I've loved you from the

very first minute I saw you.

And now I'm all filled up

with love for you.

Have you said anything

like this to your mother?

No. Not yet.

Besides...

Besides what?

You've seen the way

she looks at Mr. Stribling.

She won't be lonely

for me for much longer.

Missy.

Look at me.

And listen to me.

Now you're young, too young... I'm not.

Girls here marry when they're much

younger than I am. In Mexico, I'm a woman.

Why is it you always make such

a ruckus over being a woman?

Because it's important.

I can sew, keep house and cook

better than any woman you ever knew.

Of course you can.

And one these days, a boy'll

come along... I don't want a boy.

I want you.

You want someone who'll fill your

heart with warmth and sunlight.

You want a young man,

not me.

All I can do is throw

a cloud over you...

I'm not afraid of clouds.

I'm not afraid of anything.

If you can see so much beauty just

by looking into the ocean waves,

why can't you see just a

little something to love in me?

Oh, Missy, I do.

I do, Missy.

I look at you and

all I see is loveliness.

Please try to get

used to me.

And if you don't love me

right now, please try to learn.

Oh, Missy.

I've loved you

all my life.

Take me with you

wherever you go?

For as long as you want,

thanking God every step

of the way that I found you.

There's Texas.

It's a lovely sight.

Hey, do we cross the border

in the middle of the river

or when we get

to the other side?

Well, I don't know.

Well, you like everything

legal, don't you?

Oh, yeah.

You still want to

serve that warrant?

That's right.

I'm not accepting it,

you know.

That's what I figured.

What's that do

to our showdown?

Maybe we ought to get

the work done first.

Gives us one more hand.

I'll come for you at sundown.

I'll be waiting for you.

Ho, there. Come on.

I'll meet you back here

as soon as I get cleaned up.

I'll be waiting!

You could stop this thing

if you didn't hate him so.

I don't hate him.

I did, at first.

It's hard to keep on hating

somebody you've come to know.

Then let him go.

Forget about him.

I was almost hoping

he wouldn't cross over.

Please.

Sorry, Belle.

Belle.

What is O'Malley to you?

Or what was he?

I knew him years ago,

when I was a girl.

I haven't seen him since.

Until he came to the ranch.

Were you in love with him?

I thought I was.

I was afraid of that.

You can't think

there's anything now?

No, Belle.

I'll meet you

back here for supper.

Oh, Dana.

Please. If you really love me, you

won't gamble your life away like this.

Remember,

it's my life, too.

Belle, I do

really love you.

Oh, then don't fight him.

There must be

a way out. Find it.

Oh, promise me you will.

Good afternoon, Mrs.

Breckenridge. You look beautiful.

I had to see you, Bren.

I have to talk to you.

All right. Let's talk.

I want to thank you for all

you've done for me and Melissa.

That's all right.

But don't you think you should get out

of the country, before something happens?

What could happen?

Well, if you

stay here, you'll...

Either you'll have another murder

on your hands, or you'll be killed.

You're not thinking about me.

You're worried about Stribling.

You love him. You don't want to

see him killed. That's fair enough.

I'm not thinking

of Stribling.

You're a real woman,

Belle.

Sorry that cowpoke won't live

long enough to know what he's got.

It's not Stribling.

It's Melissa.

She told me.

I can't let you

take her, Bren.

I won't.

Look, Belle.

Missy'll be safe with me.

Nothing bad will ever happen to her

while I'm with her. I promise that.

But it won't last, Bren.

She's so young, it can't.

It will.

You see, Missy and I need each

other. I don't know how it happened,

but she loves me in a way

she'll never love any other man.

You don't know

what you're saying.

But I do. I want Missy.

And she belongs to me.

I love her more than

I love my own life.

Don't you know why?

Bren, you must.

She's your daughter.

It's true.

You know it's true.

What're you trying

to do to me, Belle?

Do you think I wouldn't

know my own daughter?

Even if I never saw her

before, I'd know my daughter.

The minute I looked

at her, I'd feel it.

You're lying.

What a dirty thing to do.

You're lying. You're lying.

You're lying.

Seor O'Malley.

Seor O'Malley.

Missy.

O'Malley?

What's wrong?

Oh, nothing.

I was just thinking what a beautiful

girl you've turned out to be.

Beautiful, beautiful girl.

Missy, let's take a walk.

Wonderful.

Got my things all packed.

Good.

Are you going to have

to fight Mr. Stribling?

We decided on tomorrow,

but we leave today.

You know, I feel as if I've

been looking for you all my life.

Without knowing who you were

or even what you looked like.

Then I found you.

And now,

I'll have you forever.

Forever?

Mmm-hmm.

You know something, Missy?

I'm old enough

to be your father.

What difference

does that make?

Well, it means that some

day, you'll be alone.

I won't be with

you anymore,

and so you'll have to find

someone else to love.

That's silly. I couldn't love

anybody else but you. I couldn't.

There's something

wrong with us, Missy.

But why?

Because if you ever really

love, you have to go on loving.

It's like a mountain spring. If it

stops flowing, there's no more spring.

And if you stop loving, just

because something happens to me,

there's no more Missy.

You mean, you'd want me

to find somebody else?

If you really loved me, you'd

have to find someone else.

And the day you found him, and gave

him all the love you once gave me...

Oh, Missy, Missy.

On that day, all the angels

in heaven will shout for joy.

And the stars will bend low

to chime your wedding bells.

And I'll hear them.

And I'll smile.

And then I'll

go to sleep again,

content.

Missy?

Are you all through?

I'm not sure.

Because I'm

not listening.

Already I'm a bore.

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