The Sea of Grass Page #4

Synopsis: This western begins with St. Louis resident Lutie Cameron (Katharine Hepburn) marrying New Mexico cattleman Col. James B. 'Jim' Brewton (Spencer Tracy) after a short courtship. When she arrives in "Salt Fork, NM" she finds that her new husband is considered by the locals to be a tyrant who uses force to keep homesteaders off the government owned land he uses for grazing his cattle--the so-called Sea of Grass. Lutie, has difficulty reconciling her husband's beliefs and passions with her own.
Genre: Drama, Western
Director(s): Elia Kazan
Production: Warner Home Video
 
IMDB:
6.4
Rotten Tomatoes:
17%
PASSED
Year:
1947
123 min
126 Views


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, AND YOU KNOW

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.

A GOOD TOAST TO REMEMBER

IN THIS HOUSE.

DRINK HEARTY, GENTLEMEN.

I KNOW YOU OF OLD

YOU ROBBED MY POOR FATHER

OF SILVER AND GOLD.

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...

JEFF, DO YOU EVER GET TIRED

OF COOKING FOR ALL

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

MUST BE GOOD FOR YOU, LUTIE.

BEEN MARRIED A WHOLE YEAR

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?

NOTHING. THIS IS YOUR DANCE,

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.

HE'S ALWAYS ALL RIGHT.

I'M WORRIED ABOUT THE CATTLE.

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

THAT BUSTED DOWN MY FENCE

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

AND SEE IT GET RUINED!

SELINA, WITH THE NEW BABY COMING

IF WE DON'T MAKE THIS CROP

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.

I HEATED UP SOME COFFEE.

NOW, YOU GET BACK TO BED. IT'S COLD.

NO, I'M NOT GOING BACK TO BED

UNTIL YOU TELL ME WHAT'S HAPPENED.

IT WAS NOTHING MUCH.

A LITTLE BLOWUP OVER AT HALLS.

HALL SHOT ONE OF OUR STEERS,

AND THE BOYS KIND OF WORKED HIM

OVER. NOW GIT.

WORKED HIM OVER BAD?

WELL, THE BOYS SAID "GOOD."

I'M GOING OVER TO THE HALLS.

YOU AIN'T GOING NOWHERE.

THERE'S DRIFTS.

YOU GET ME A HORSE.

SELINA'S EXPECTING ANOTHER BABY

I'M GOING TO SEE

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?

SHE TRIED TO HELP ME.

THE BABY'S DEAD.

NO, SAM...

MAKE HER GO AWAY, SAM.

I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN.

SEND HER AWAY!

SELINA-

YOU HEARD WHAT SHE SAID.

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

KNOW HOW SORRY WE ARE.

WE'VE GOT TO HELP THEM.

THE BEST WAY TO HELP THEM

IS TO STAY AWAY FROM 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,

THEN DO IT FOR ME.

I LOVE SELINA, AND RIGH NOW, SHE HATES ME.

THERE'S NOTHING

I CAN DO, LUTIE.

THIS WOULD ONLY HAPPEN AGAIN,

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 FARM IT.

THEY WANT TO DIG IT UP

AND DRAW THE WATER OUT OF ITS VEINS,

LET THE SUN GET AT IT,

WAY DOWN DEEP.

IT WOULD CURL UP

AND DIE THEN, LUTIE,

IT WOULD BE DEAD,

AND SO WOULD THE WHOLE COUNTRY,

IT WOULD NEVER LIVE AGAIN.

I TRIED TO TELL YOU, LUTIE,

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.

THAT'S REALLY THE WAY

YOU WANT IT, ISN'T IT?

NO, LUTIE. I WAN YOU WITH IT, TOO.

YOU DON'T NEED ME,

YOU NEVER DID.

LUTIE...

YOU'VE NEVER LIVED WITH ME.

I'VE BEEN HERE.

YOU'VE BEEN OUT THERE.

JIM, I'D LIKE TO GO AWAY.

I'VE GOT TO.

IT MIGHT BE A GOOD IDEA.

YOU COULD DO A LITTLE

SHOPPING IN DENVER.

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Conrad Richter

Conrad Michael Richter (October 13, 1890 – October 30, 1968) was an American novelist whose lyrical work is concerned largely with life on the American frontier in various periods. His novel The Town (1950), the last story of his trilogy The Awakening Land about the Ohio frontier, won the 1951 Pulitzer Prize for Fiction. His novel The Waters of Kronos won the 1961 National Book Award for Fiction. Two collections of short stories were published posthumously during the 20th century, and several of his novels have been reissued during the 21st century by academic presses. more…

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