Tuck Everlasting Page #2

A Foster?

Well, I'll be.

Is that a fact?

Well... Winnie Foster,

like I was saying

you need to turn around

and go home.

It just so happens

that I was on my way home

before you made

your rude suggestion

and I would be happy

to continue on my way

if I only knew which way to go.

In other words, you're lost?

I'll point you home.

I'd be much obliged.

But I want a drink first.

Wait... no!

No!

What?

You don't want that water.

Uh, it's poisoned.

I saw you drink some.

Well, now I'm feeling sick.

You don't look ill.

I'm dry as dust.

I said, leave it alone!

Let go of me! My father

will have you arrested!

You're not going to go

and tell him, now, are you?

Hey! Come back!

Don't run away!

Come back!

Where you going so fast, Miss?

Miles, wait!

- No! No!

- You know what Tuck said, Jesse.

- No exceptions.

- Help!

You can't do this.

Stop! Let go!

We can't.

Miles!

Miss Foster!

Miss Foster!

Miss Foster!

Where are you?!

Ho.

We're stopping here.

- Not a word out of you, hear me?

Miles!

- What are you doing?

- No!

Let the poor girl go.

There's no reason

to be frightened, young lady.

I caught her at the spring

with Jesse.

She's a Foster.

Oh, Lord.

It's finally happened.

I want to go home, please.

I want to go home.

There, there, child.

Please don't cry.

We're not bad people.

We'll take you home

just as soon as we can.

I promise.

Miles, go find your father.

He's across the lake.

He'll know what to do with her.

Tell Jesse I'm going to fix

that mouth of his.

I've heard that.

Have you?

It's, it's my little music box.

I found it

in the forest one day.

Just waiting for me, I expect.

I've had it a long, long time.

Oh!

I put my baby boys

to bed with it every night.

Gave 'em such sweet dreams.

I'm sure my boys

didn't mean you any harm.

Then why did they bring me here

this way?

Why am I here?

You have every right

to be upset.

And I know your family

must be...

worried sick about you.

Where's the child?

She's no child... Angus.

Does she know?

Why do you think

I brought her...?

Yeah, but now she knows

about us, thanks to you.

Shh! Shh!

She's a Foster,

she only knows...

Know what?

Miss Foster,

this is my husband, Angus Tuck.

Angus, meet Miss Foster.

Hello, Miss Foster.

She's the most important event

that's taken place in this house

in 80 years.

You hungry?

Oh, well, let's, let's all eat.

Yeah.

Jesse, pass your mother

a plate, please?

Mmm, where's the fish?

Oh, they weren't biting

for some reason.

'Cause Pa can't fish?

Don't matter. There's plenty.

I catch fish.

If there's no fish,

there's no fish

if you keep scaring

the fish away.

Mmm, this looks good.

Oh! Isn't this nice?

Everybody sitting down together

and having Miss Foster here.

It's just like having a party.

My father will come looking

for me.

Your father... will cut down

the entire forest

the way things are changing

around here.

Make himself a very rich man.

Oh, now, let's not ruin

a perfectly good meal

with a lot of talk.

My father has plenty of money.

He'll pay.

Anything you want.

We don't want your father's

money, Miss Foster.

Then let me go home.

We will.

We'll let you go home...

just like I promised.

Directly.

We'll need to be able

to trust her first

before we're sending her

back to her folks.

Trust her? We can't trust her.

Or any normal people.

She'll turn on us in a second.

No, she won't.

You're a fool.

You don't even realize

what you've done here.

Him.

It's him.

Robert!

I expect you to find her, Henry.

That's your job.

I've already wired her

description down the main line.

They'll keep a lookout

and we'll get up a search party

come morning.

My wife is certain that this man

wearing a yellow suit

has something to do

with Winifred's disappearance.

And Miss Foster says so

based on...?

Her instincts.

Hmm.

Well, maybe you better step

in here, Mr. Foster.

Am I whom you're looking for?

I do believe I fit

the description.

My wife said she saw you

talking to my daughter.

Yes, I did.

She's a charming girl,

full of fire.

Perhaps too much.

She's gone, is she?

Looks like she... ran away.

Did she now?

Somehow I'm not surprised.

My daughter did not... run away.

And I'm not interested

in what surprises you, sir.

I want to know

if you know anything

of her whereabouts.

No, Mr. Foster.

I'm sorry to disappoint you,

but I do not.

I am quite coincidentally here

in search of someone myself.

I'm seeking a family

that used to live

in these environs.

I thought the constable could

help me locate them,

but ironically, Mr. Foster

your daughter thought

you could help.

Name of Tuck.

Long lost relatives.

l-I can't help you.

Nor I you.

At least not now.

However, I'd be happy

to search your woods

for you, Mr. Foster.

I'm rather talented

at finding people.

I just might meet with success.

Good evening, Constable.

Find out what happened

to her, Henry.

Please.

She's our only child.

Angus made that cradle.

Brought it all the way

from Scotland.

Oh, it's rocked a few Tucks.

There you go.

The breeze off the lake

will keep you cool all night.

The boys sleep up in the loft

when they're home

so you'll have your privacy.

Oh, that corset looks painful.

May I help you off with it?

Oh, honestly, I can't understand

why women torture themselves

this way.

It's no way to live.

Do you have a daughter?

A granddaughter.

And a grandson.

Anna and Beau.

Oh, Miles loved them so.

What happened?

They died.

Their mother, too.

I'm afraid the good parts

of Miles died along with them.

You'll have to forgive

what's left of him.

I'm sorry.

Well, it's... it's the way

things are, Miss Foster.

Can I call you Winnie?

Do you have brothers

and sisters?

No, it's only me.

My mother...

There.

So where do they go?

Oh, they go different places,

do different things.

Miles can do carpentry

and he's good with his hands.

Jesse, now, he seems

to have settled himself.

Of course, then, he's...

he's young yet.

Well...

I hope you will be

comfortable here.

It's a good feeling

having another woman here.

Try and get some sleep now.

Hello?

Have you lost your way, friend?

Not hardly, Reverend.

I'm looking

for a family name... Tuck.

Are you familiar with it?

Tuck. Tuck?

I'm afraid I can't help you.

There are no Tucks

in this cemetery that I know of.

No, I wouldn't think so.

Ha!

Or in any other.

Tell me, Reverend

you who have attended

so many deathbeds...

what is it people most desire

as they face the end

of their lives?

More time?

Well, I suppose.

Exactly.

They'd give almost anything,

I imagine, for one more year.

Imagine what they'd give

for all eternity.

Sir, I don't quite understand

what...

You will.

Reverend, are you prepared

to die right now, this instant?

If it's God's will.

What if it is my will?

What if you could be eternal?

Right now, this instant?

Without having to face

the uncertainty of death?

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