The Trail of the Lonesome Pine Page #8

I ain't grieving

for Buddie.

June's my sorrow now.

I don't want to

go on hating.

Don't go, David.

Dave...

Wait a minute.

Dave, you're not going to

let him... Dave, listen.

You can't do this thing. You've

got green-up time to think about.

You'll be

getting married, then.

Now you're going out and

run the risk of being killed.

Hasn't there been enough

unhappiness in this house?

You ain't a Tolliver.

You're an outsider.

Yes. Well, none of you could have

loved little Buddie

any better than I did.

And he was killed because I taught

him to love the things I did.

It was my fault.

And this matter of getting

even is gonna be my business.

It's gonna be my business until

I've cleaned out every Falin

that had anything

to do with it.

Jack! Jack!

Dave.

I didn't want him to go.

I wouldn't have

let you go, either.

I would have

stopped you.

I only said those things

'cause I was hurt inside.

I could've stopped you.

But he's different.

He's not like a brother.

He'll never come back.

He'll never

wanna come back.

Dave.

Stop him.

Tell him what I can't.

Please, Dave.

You ain't going

to no Falins.

No? Well,

you try and stop me.

You're looking for trouble, Mr.

Hale, the mountains is full of it.

We're all brave men.

Falins are brave men.

You killed

the children.

I didn't know.

It's done now.

Sometime,

I'll wanna go downtown.

People, they'll look at me.

Maybe when I ain't around,

they'll call me Herod.

Herod Falin.

They might call me that.

He was a fellow

that done that once.

He killed babies.

The kid was a Tolliver,

wasn't he?

You're kind of forgetting

about Jim, ain't you?

I ain't

forgetting nothing.

Jim told me, in my arms, he

was hiding behind the bushes

trying to pick off

Dave Tolliver,

and Dave couldn't see

who he was shooting at.

Buddie Tolliver

couldn't say that.

I don't like him and

I ain't gonna like him.

I get my hands

on that Dave Tolliver...

Who's that?

Dave Tolliver.

What are you here for?

I wanna talk to you.

And I ain't carry no gun.

Come on in.

If I tell you... If I tell you

we're licked, will you stop fighting?

Who's licked?

Who do you mean?

Me.

You ain't licked.

You couldn't be licked.

Why did you come here?

Why?

Yeah.

Why shouldn't

I come to you?

I ought to have dragged myself

through all the brambles,

all the way from here

up to your house,

and say, "I'm sorry."

But I just ain't

got the sand.

You ain't my father.

You're a sniveling pup!

I've been like that.

Maybe that's what's

the trouble.

You wanna shake hands?

Now, tell me,

why did you do it?

It was Aunt Melissa's

birthday...

For a minute

I thought you meant it.

I did. I did!

Dave, what happened?

I fell on my gun.

Buck Falin was passing.

He was good enough

to fetch me home.

Dave.

If you don't mind,

can I...

Can I stay till...

Sure.

It's of no use, Jack.

You can't

cut this enough.

Dave.

Dave?

It'll soon be green-up.

And you'll have the biggest

wedding in the whole country.

Won't he, June?

In the spring, David.

One for you,

one for me.

Biggest wedding in...

When it's twilight

on the trail

And my voice is still

Please plant

this heart of mine

Underneath that Lonesome Pine

On the hill

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