
The Sea of Grass Page #4
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1947
- 123 min
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FOR WHAT THEY WANT THEM TO BE
INSTEAD OF WHAT THEY ARE?
GOOD DAY, MR. CHAMBERLAIN.
YOU KNOW, I ENVY BREWTON
VERY MUCH.
YOU MEAN, YOU ENVY
THE PIRATE HIS LOOT?
NOT ALL OF IT.
JUST ONE THING.
I'LL GET AROUND TO TELLING YOU
WHAT IT IS SOME DAY.
COME NOW, MR. CHAMBERLAIN,
I'M NOT A CHILD.
I DISLIKE THIS:
SCURRYING ABOUT.
IF YOU THINK I'M ATTRACTIVE, WHY DON' YOU SAY SO AND GET IT OVER WITH.
THAT ISN'T WHAT I MEANT,
BUT NOW THAT YOU MENTION I YOU ARE ATTRACTIVE.
YOU'RE VERYATTRACTIVE.
I KNOW IT.
YOU'VE KNOWN I SINCE THE FIRST TIME I LOOKED AT YOU.
YES, I-I HAVE MR. CHAMBERLAIN.
AND NOW YOU'VE SAID I AND WE'RE DONE WITH IT.
ARE WE?
I DON'T THINK SO.
THE COMPANY'S ALL HERE.
AIN'T THAT BABY ASLEEP YET?
NOW, YOU GO ON AND GET OUT OF HERE
YOU'RE KEEPING HER ALL RILED UP.
AND KEEP HER:
OUT OF MY WAY TOO
IF YOU WANT ME TO GE THIS CHILD TO SLEEP.
EVERYTHING READY
DOWNSTAIRS, JEFF?
WELL, OF COURSE IT IS,
ELSE WHY I'VE BEEN OVER THAT STOVE
SINCE DAYLIGHT?
NOW, GO ON, GIT!
GOOD NIGHT, SARAH BETH.
YOU TOO. NOW GO ON.
GET OUT OF HERE. VAMOOSE!
SURE IS LIGHT-FOOTED, AIN'T HE?
LIGHT-FINGERED, TOO,
IT BEGINS TO LOOK LIKE.
GENTLEMEN, I GIVE YOU
THE LADY FROM ST. LOUIS.
IN THIS HOUSE.
DRINK HEARTY, GENTLEMEN.
OH, WHISKEY, RYE WHISKEY...
WHAT ARE YOU SINGING?
IT'S A LULLABY, AND IT WON'T DO
MUCH LULLING:
IF YOU PEOPLE KEEP COMING IN HERE
AND STOMPING AROUND.
HOW DO I LOOK, JEFF?
REAL PRETTY.
GO TO SLEEP, BABY...
THESE PARTIES?
I WOULDN'T WORRY ABOUT THAT IF
I WAS YOU, COLONEL.
WOMEN GOT A CERTAIN NUMBER OF
PARTIES IN THEIR SYSTEM,
AND THEY JUST GO TO GET 'EM OUT.
GO TO SLEEP BABY...
GO TO SLEEP NOW.
JEFF, YOU'RE A WONDERFUL MOTHER.
YOU KNOW, BEING STIRRED UP
AND STILL DON'T LOOK LIKE A WIFE.
STOP IT, BRICE.
WHAT KEEPS YOU:
SO STIRRED UP, LUTIE?
YOU'VE GOT EVERYTHING
YOU WANT, HAVEN'T YOU?
STOP IT.
STOP IT, BRICE.
YOU CAN STOP ME EASY.
JUST TELL ME YOU'VE GO EVERYTHING YOU WANT.
TELL ME YOU'VE GOT EVEN PAR OF WHAT YOU WANT.
OH, COME ON, LUTIE,
WHY DON'T YOU ANSWER ME?
I'LL TELL YOU WHY- BECAUSE YOU
DON'T LIE VERY WELL.
THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN SAY
THAT YOU'RE NOT AFRAID TO SAY.
JUST WHITE SAND,
JUST AS SOFT AS-
HELLO, NICK.
DANCE WITH ME, JIM.
WHAT'S THE MATTER, LUTIE?
THAT'S ALL.
PLEASE.
MADE YOU SOME TEA.
THANK YOU, JEFF.
MAYBE IT WILL WARM ME
UP A LITTLE.
A REAL HEAVY SNOWFALL.
SNOWFALL? IT'S A BLIZZARD.
I'M WORRIED ABOU THE COLONEL, JEFF.
HE HASN'T BEEN HOME FOR 48 HOURS.
OH, I WOULDN'T WORRY ABOUT HIM.
HE'S ALL RIGHT.
HEY, KEEP THEM AWAY FROM
THAT BARBED WIRE!
HEAD 'EM OFF!
FENCE! KEEP 'EM OU OF THE HALLS'
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO, SAM?
I TOLD BREWTON'S MEN THE NEXT STEER
WAS GONNA GET BLOWN
TO PIECES.
BUT, SAM, THEM CATTLE
DON'T KNOW WHERE
THEY'RE DRIFTING IN THIS STORM.
MAYBE THEY'LL HEAD
THE OTHER WAY.
DON'T GO OUT THERE, SAM.
IT'S ONLY LOOKING FOR TROUBLE.
TROUBLE? IT WAS
TROUBLE LAST SUMMER
WHEN THEM CATTLE
TROMPLED OUR RYE CROP
BEFORE WE COULD HARVEST IT,
WASN'T IT?
I GOT FALL WHEAT PLANTED
OUT THERE:
AND I AIN'T GONNA STAND BY
SELINA, WITH THE NEW BABY COMING
WE GOT TO GIVE UP.
NO, SAM! DON'T!
SAM, STAY HERE!
SAM! COME BACK! SAM!
KEEP THEM CATTLE
OUT OF MY WHEAT!
GET 'EM OUT OF THERE!
SAM, LOOK OUT!
COME ON, LET'S GET HIM!
KILL THAT YELLOWBELLY!
SAM!
SAM. SAM...
SAM.
SAM. SAM!
I'LL BE ALL RIGHT,
SELINA.
JEFF, JEFF!
IS JIM BACK?
NO, MRS. BREWTON,
THE COLONEL AIN'T HOME YET.
WELL, THEN WHAT'S HAPPENED, JEFF?
SOME OF THE BOYS
JUST GOT IN.
NOW, YOU GET BACK TO BED. IT'S COLD.
UNTIL YOU TELL ME WHAT'S HAPPENED.
IT WAS NOTHING MUCH.
A LITTLE BLOWUP OVER AT HALLS.
AND THE BOYS KIND OF WORKED HIM
OVER. NOW GIT.
WORKED HIM OVER BAD?
WELL, THE BOYS SAID "GOOD."
YOU AIN'T GOING NOWHERE.
THERE'S DRIFTS.
YOU GET ME A HORSE.
SELINA'S EXPECTING ANOTHER BABY
IF SHE'S ALL RIGHT.
WELL, WRAP UP WARM.
SAM! I'VE COME
TO SEE SELINA.
IS SHE ALL RIGHT?
LET ME IN, SAM.
NO.
WHAT'S HAPPENED?
THE BABY'S DEAD.
NO, SAM...
MAKE HER GO AWAY, SAM.
I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN.
SEND HER AWAY!
SELINA-
NOW, GO ON BACK TO BREWTON.
TELL HIM HE'S WON.
TELL HIM HES WON A BIG VICTORY.
WE LEAVE NOW.
NOW GO ON. GET OUT.
WHOA.
GOOD. LOOK AFTER HIM
SURE, COLONEL.
LUTIE, I HEARD
ABOUT THE HALLS.
YES.
IT WAS A BAD NIGH ALL AROUND.
I LOST A COUPLE:
OF HUNDRED HEAD.
SORRY, JIM.
WELL, IT'S NICE TO HOME
AGAIN WITH YOU.
JIM, SELINA'S BABY
IS DEAD.
I KNOW. TOO BAD.
JIM...
JIM, SHE'S SO BITTER
AND SO LOST.
WE'VE GOT TO LET HER
WE'VE GOT TO HELP THEM.
JIM, THEY SAY THEY'RE LEAVING.
LET THEM GO.
I MADE A MISTAKE BEFORE, LUTIE.
I SHOULDN'T HAVE GIVEN IN TO YOU.
I WON'T AGAIN.
THE TIME I DID THOSE PEOPLE HARM
WAS WHEN LET THEM FILE.
MY FAULT, LUTIE
NOT YOURS.
JIM, IF YOU WON' HELP THE HALLS
FOR THEMSELVES,
I LOVE SELINA, AND RIGH NOW, SHE HATES ME.
THERE'S NOTHING
I CAN DO, LUTIE.
OR SOMETHING SIMILAR.
IT FIGURED TO HAPPEN.
THIS TOUGH COUNTRY, LUTIE.
THIS COUNTRY, I'M SICK TO DEATH
OF TALKING ABOUT THIS COUNTRY.
YOU REALLY:
THINK IT'S MORE IMPORTAN THAN THE PEOPLE IN IT.
WELL, THAT DEPENDS,
IT DEPENDS ON:
WHO THE PEOPLE ARE
AND WHAT THEY'RE UP TO.
YOU LET SELINA AND SAM HALL STAY HERE
BECAUSE YOU WANTED SOMETHING
LIKE THIS TO HAPPEN-
TO SHOW ME,
TO SHOW EVERYONE
YOU DON'T CARE
HOW MANY PEOPLE DIE.
JUST SO LONG AS YOU KEEP THE GRASS
FOR YOURSELF.
LUTIE...
LUTIE... I'LL TRY TO TELL YOU, LUTIE.
IT'S HARD TO SAY
BUT...
THE HALLS DON'T COUN FOR MUCH, LUTIE.
NEITHER DO WE.
BUT THAT OUT THERE
DOES...
AND MEN LIKE CHAMBERLAIN,
THEY WANT TO DIG IT UP
AND DRAW THE WATER OUT OF ITS VEINS,
WAY DOWN DEEP.
IT WOULD CURL UP
AND DIE THEN, LUTIE,
IT WOULD BE DEAD,
AND SO WOULD THE WHOLE COUNTRY,
BUT YOU DIDN'T HEAR IT, DID YOU?
WE WON'T ABOUT IT ANYMORE.
THAT'S RIGHT NO TALK, JUST YOU
AND THE GRASS THE OUT THERE.
YOU WANT IT, ISN'T IT?
NO, LUTIE. I WAN YOU WITH IT, TOO.
YOU DON'T NEED ME,
YOU NEVER DID.
LUTIE...
I'VE BEEN HERE.
YOU'VE BEEN OUT THERE.
JIM, I'D LIKE TO GO AWAY.
I'VE GOT TO.
YOU COULD DO A LITTLE
SHOPPING IN DENVER.
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