The Yellow Handkerchief Page #3

Synopsis: One lazy afternoon in a backwater Louisiana town, Martine takes a leap into an unfamiliar convertible. The driver, Gordy, an awkward young itinerant who eyed her in the diner earlier, isn't displeased to find this pretty sylph in his front seat. Soon they meet Brett, a laconic, humble man just released from prison. Martine isn't keen on going solo with Gordy, and now it's raining cats and dogs, so she invites Brett along, and the unlikely trio sets out, each person unsure of the destination. What ensues is a journey through the lush green byways of rural Louisiana and into the depths of these characters' souls.
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): Udayan Prasad
Production: Samuel Goldwyn Films
 
IMDB:
6.8
Metacritic:
62
Rotten Tomatoes:
67%
PG-13
Year:
2008
102 min
$229,550
Website
285 Views


You're right.

I wish you didn't know where I live.

I've been through you.

Now I'm clear of you.

I want that. Stay away!

May! May!

May!

So it's fixed?

Hey, can we drive now?

No, I gotta take a nap.

And the sun's gonna come up soon.

Where's Brett?

I don't know.

How's it goin', chief?

Oh, I feel much better.

We should take off.

- Hi.

- Hi.

If you wouldn't mind dropping me off

at the next town.

All right.

Why?

I wanna see what's goin' on

around here work wise.

What the hell?

You dented it.

He hit the car.

He did what now?

You woke her up.

Hit the--Where you going?

I'm not going anywhere.

Gosh dang it. Come here.

Put her back in the van.

Come here.

Come here, brother,

look at that.

Friggin' dent in the side.

- What's the deal, man?

- It's a ding, man.

What the heck did you say?

We're selling it.

We're gonna have

to replace the door.

- Come on. Yeah, right.

- It's a ding.

What did you say, b*tch?

- Come on, man.

- You going somewhere?

You like that, boy?

Come on,

it's a friggin' ding, man.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Hey. That is unnecessary.

Why don't you stay

the hell out of it, old man.

How do you know what is necessary

for us to get through this day?

We live in this car!

We live here!

Piece of sh*t.

Don't you frickin' judge us.

That is not what I'm doing.

Hit the piece of sh*t, moron.

You got it, baby.

- Oh, my God!

- I'm sorry, man!

- Let him up.

- It's a ding! I'm sorry!

Get off me!

Get off!

Get in the car, Gordy.

Get in the car, Gordy!

Here, this is for the door.

You fricking crazy-ass killer!

You frickin' killer!

That was intense.

Did you used to fight or something?

I should call my dad.

He could be worried.

Well, nobody

will be checking up on me.

They gave me a frickin' parade

when I left.

There were, like, people lining up.

Dogs lining up.

See ya!

Hope we don't!

No, they probably--You know, they

probably sent him, that guy back there.

They probably sent him

to come and get me.

Well, why'd you have to leave?

What did you do?

I never did anything

to anybody. I...

I made people uncomfortable,

but that's all.

Why do you think you made them

uncomfortable?

I don't know!

Once I was drunk and, well, people

thought I tried to kill myself,

but I was drunk

and I fell off a roof, and...

and I just I decided

to let people think it.

Why would you do that?

I don't know!

I don't--I was really,

really, really bored.

Hey, cops.

Sir, please pull over to your right.

Please pull over.

Turn off your vehicle

and step out of the car.

Keep your hands

where I can see them.

Slowly.

Come on.

Right back here.

Hands on the car, sir.

And I need to see

your license please, sir.

Sir, I need

to see your license, please.

I don't have one.

So you've been driving

without a license, sir?

- No.

- Could you speak up, please, sir?

My license is expired.

Well, then you've been driving

without a license, haven't you?

- No, sir, this, this is my--

- Be quiet.

Why is that, sir?

Tell me your name please, sir.

Sir, could you please

tell me your name?

I don't have a license because

I've been in prison the last six years.

The kids don't know

anything about this.

I hitched a ride with them,

and I took the wheel when I hit--

They don't know anything about it.

All right, sir, slowly

put your left hand behind your back.

Now your other hand.

If this is your car,

where's your driver's license?

You don't want

an attorney present?

No.

The detective section ordered this?

What you got there, sugar?

Fried liver with garlic.

Farnsie!

- Sergeant Farnsworth!

- Yeah?

- Food's here.

- Put it over on that, uh...

Thank you.

Brett Hansen?

Is that Brett?

It is you.

Well, you look great, just great.

- When did you get out?

- Two days ago.

Let's see, that means, what,

it's been six years?

Can that be?

- Six, yeah.

- Well, congratulations.

Good for you.

So, what are you doing here?

Picked him up for speeding.

He matched the description of the fella

involved in that altercation

with the couple living in the van

down there.

That poor child.

And?

Well, he admitted

to being involved in the altercation,

and we're investigating the situation.

When I was stationed down south

where Brett's from, I knew him.

I knew him well.

So we spent almost two whole days

with an ex-convict.

It's kind of cool, huh?

I know you want to laugh.

Go on, laugh.

Maybe he is an ax murderer.

That's not funny.

Thank you. I appreciate it.

Take care.

Thanks for waiting.

Everything's all right.

Safe trip.

Go ask him.

Hey.

Wait.

Do you want a ride?

I worry about you.

You got no judgment.

We should fill it up

and get away from here.

Away from the Robocops, whatever.

Why were you in jail?

I was in for manslaughter.

You still want to give me a ride?

I want to know why.

I've been in trouble

most of my life, Martine.

I guess I'd have to tell you

the all of it just to get to the why.

Look, I can get out.

You don't need to--

Was that your first time in jail?

Third, if you count Juvenile Hall.

So you were in juvie for what? Why?

I was fourteen.

Me and my buddies

broke a horse out of her stall.

Turned out to be

some $1 0-million racehorse.

Started out as a prank,

but became this big deal.

Took them all night to find her.

I became important

to the tough guys in town.

They were the first people

ever told me I was a winner,

said I was one of them,

and it went from there.

So when I got out the second time--

What were you in for?

Drugs.

Something inside me kept saying,

"You keep on like this,

you're gonna ruin your whole life."

I thought,

Wherever it leads you,

move on from where you've been,

from what you've been.

Cut off from everything you know.

I'd never been all the way down south,

so I went on as far as I could go.

I went offshore.

I didn't bother to turn

my clock around

for the two weeks on shore

between gigs.

I started to feel like I was already dead,

but didn't know it.

I would have given up

within a year if it hadn't been for May.

Brought your boat.

Thanks,

but I don't want the boat. Uh...

I'd like you to have it.

I don't want to have it.

I don't want anything between us.

So we're not friends, either?

How do we do that?

You just do it.

I don't think I could.

Why not?

Because I don't trust myself.

I forgive too easily,

always have.

Hasn't been good for me

or other people, for that matter.

Goodbye.

I was gonna ask you to marry me.

What?

You don't know a thing about me.

You just told me who you are.

But I already knew.

Your whole life is in your face.

And I love that face.

- But you were wrong about one thing.

- What?

- Those people you think

are bad for you,

they're probably

not just bad for you.

They're probably just bad.

I'm going back

out to the rig this afternoon.

Sell it.

Okay, look, if it's here

when I get back, I'll keep it.

I don't want to marry anyone, ever.

That's okay.

But I'm grateful you asked.

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