The Outsider Page #3
Girl:
hello, Benjo.Levi.
This is my little brother,
Mr. Gault.
You're apt to catch yourself
a fly.
Good to meet you
My older brothers
and my father --
Brace yourself.
What are you thinking, Rebecca,
Bringing him here?
He's here to witness
the preaching.
[ scoffs ]
And you just now sounded
like a sick hog, our Samuel.
He's an outsider.
He does not belong here.
It's not
a forbidden thing,
And Ive hired him
to work my farm for summer.
Father.
[ grunts ]
Well, I must go.
We women sit separate from the men.
[ murmuring ]
[ singing hymn ]
[ all singing ]
[ man singing solo ]
When a man say, "I love god,"
And he hateth his brother,
Then he is a liar.
For this commandment
hath he given us,
That he who loveth god
Love his brother also.
Here you are, my Ben.
Something just for pretty.
That's what you used to say to me
When you'd bring me flowers.
We had us a nice crop
of fat lambs,
And the bone pile's been small.
You would've been so proud
of Benjo.
It's hard sometimes.
[ yelling ]
Benjo!
Benjo!
Move, Benjo!
Look out!
Everyone, quickly!
Into the barn!
No!
Hurry now.
Hurry.
He's all right.
Take your boy.
Go on back to the barn.
Look.
Stay inside.
You know
I like the sound of it.
Woodrow Wharton --
The man who shot
Johnny Gault.
More like...
Woodrow Wharton --
The coward who shot an unarmed man.
That ain't the way Ill tell it.
No.
A coward and a liar.
You know, you're beginning
to rile me, boy.
[ neighs ]
In spite of what you people
have done,
These kind folk
To see me
blow your sorry head off.
On the other hand...
It wouldn't bother
me one bit.
[ rifle shot ]
Enjoy your walk, Woodrow.
Benjo:
Johnny!You're a good man.
Outsiders sought to take
my grandson from me.
You, an outsider, gave him back.
This time,
But it ain't over.
Seems to me you should sell out
and move on.
They that trust in the lord
shall be as Mount Zion
Which cannot be removed.
Woe to them
that are at ease in Zion
And to them that are secure
in the mountain.
If you can't be removed
One way,
Like as not,
You'll be removed another.
God's will be done.
Rebecca, Abraham..
Levi, Samuel.
You make jokes
and deny the power of god,
But you would be dead.
if the horse had not spooked
That was god's doing.
Well, sure enough.
It must've been a miracle.
Come inside, everyone.
Boy,
You're going to get me
in trouble.
What happened back there..
With your father?
I promised that,
come shearing season,
I would marry,
and you would be gone.
After Im done with the Doc,
I'm going to go find a horse.
Want to help me pick one out?
A horse?
You're the one that promised
I was going to be gone.
I ain't walking.
How about if I buy us
horse traders
a couple sarsaparillas?
Yeah.
You better wait out here,
Or your ma will have
both our hides.
Two sarsaparillas.
Enjoy your walk, Woodrow?
Aah!
Mister, you are looking to get dead.
Next time,
I will accommodate you.
Looks like Ill need another.
Ma'am --
Benjo, I told you,
I don't want to hear it.
But, ma'am --
It wasn't Johnnys fault.
He just went in to get us
a couple of sarsaparillas.
And then those men came in --
The ones who killed Doc.
Johnny.
Johnny?
It's a beautiful morning.
The sky is so big.
You promised to stay
through summer.
Do you hear that,
Johnny?
The music
the earth makes.
Do you hear that?
I hear all the sounds
in my head,
And it comes together...
Into music.
And I know it's wicked, but --
You can never be wicked.
What do you want, Rebecca?
You ask too much
Johnny?
Johnny?
Johnny?
Where is he?
Johnny?
Johnny!
Johnny:
you kick me againAnd I will leave you here
to die, I swear!
Hell of a --
Lascivious...
Daughter of a mischievous b*tch!
You deserve to drown.
You gonna come down
and wallow in the mud
With the rest
of us sinners
Or cling
to your high ground?
I believe Ill cling.
Grab the other side there
and help me, Benjo.
That was such fun!
You got me all wet
Benjo:
I did not.Now you're all wet.
But you're not..
Yet.
Ha ha!
[ both laughing ]
[ owl hoots ]
Johnny...
When I was about Benjo's age,
I lived in an orphanage
near Fort McKavett
Down in Texas.
Every year, come spring,
-
They'd get us all spruced up -
A bath, clean clothes,
a real haircut --
Take us down to the church
We all thought it was
So we're all thinking,
"pick me, pick me, pick me."
Of course,
What those kind folks were really doing
Was just renting us out as cheap labor.
Then one year, a hog farmer named Cowper
Did pick me,
And he put me right to work.
If I did
He beat the living hell out of me.
So the first chance I got, I ran away.
But he got the dogs after me,
And he dragged me back
He chained me up
to a post in the barn
Next to the scalding box
Right underneath
the big carcass hook
And then he hauled
up a live hog
Right there over my head,
And he took out
And he stuck that hog
And he left it there,
squealing and bleeding
While he read to me
from the scriptures.
And it took that hog
A considerable time to die.
Well, then old Cowper, he gutted it,
Told me he'd do the same thing to me
If I ever ran away again
After that, when I wasn't working
He kept me shackled.
Took me...
Two years to weaken a link in that chain.
But one night, I finally got loose,
And I snuck into his house
And I stood over him
in his bed,
And I said to him, nice as could be,
"Pardon me, Mr. Cowper,"
And when he opened his eyes --
No. You let me finish
Let me finish.
When he opened his eyes,
I ran a pitchfork
right through his neck
And Ive been running and
killing ever since
And I am good at it.
I got eyes
in the back of my head
I don't trust nobody.
I don't belong anywhere.
I don't deserve god's forgiveness.
And, uh...
No.
I don't deserve you.
Just let me go, Rebecca.
Just let me leave.
Johnny.
Mose and Benjo, they came up
to take the herd early.
I know.
I asked them to.
Why'd you do that?
Rebecca.
Samuel,
sister down to his level.
Do you want
to sink that low?
Rebecca?
I cannot give up my family and my god.
It's too much to ask.
What'll they do to you?
They'll make me go on my knees
Before the church and confess my sins.
I will beg to be absolved
And I will vow never to sin in
that way again,
And it will nevermore
be spoken of by any of us...
And you will leave here,
never to return.
Well, that's what they want.
What do you want?
It doesn't matter
what I want.
Yes, it does, Rebecca.
That's all that matters.
That's not true.
Marry me.
A plain woman
must marry plain.
Why?
Why can't you do what you want?
I can't.
I had another brother, Johnny,
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