You'll Like My Mother Page #4

Synopsis: Francesa Kinsolving, a very pregnant widow whose husband was rescently killed in action in Vietnam, travels to visit her late husband's mother in a snowy Minnesota town only to get snowed in during a fierce blizard where she's forced to wait it out only to slowly uncover some terrible dark secrets that Mrs. Kinsolving has been hiding, one of them is her psychotic other son, a recent escapee from a lunatic asylum, who is shacked up in the basement of the house.
Director(s): Lamont Johnson
Production: Universal
 
IMDB:
6.9
PG
Year:
1972
92 min
52 Views


Wouldn't it be a shame

if you'd have to give it all back?

I mean, you only got it by default

because nobody knew about her.

And nobody will know.

Once she leaves here, that'll be

the end of it. She won't be back.

But in the meantime,

what if she finds out about me?

She won't.

Do you understand that?

The snow's letting up.

Did you notice?

According to the radio,

road should be cleared by tomorrow.

Well, that's all I want, you know,

is just to be able to get out of here

and go home.

What I don't want is that shot.

Now, now, now.

Roll up your sleeve.

Please, I don't want

to be put to sleep again.

Don't talk nonsense.

You need your rest.

That's all I do is rest. Please.

It's for your own good.

Now, stop this...

No!

No!

Mrs. Kinsolving,

please don't lock me in here!

Please!

My God.

Kathleen?

Come on.

Try another one!

Kathleen, the keys.

Come on.

Kathleen, the keys. Come on.

Come on.

You're an angel.

God.

Kathleen, you have to put

these other keys back.

Do you understand?

Put these keys

back where you found them.

Put it back.

Okay.

No, no, no, no. Downstairs.

Down.

Hey!

What the hell

are you doing up there?

What are you prowling around for?

Come on, now.

You can tell your brother.

What do you want up here?

The damn cat.

Well, that figures.

Come on, get it out of here

before I drown it, too.

Operator.

Hello, this is the operator.

Can I help you?

And the weatherman

assures us that tomorrow

and for the next few days at least

the weather will be

bright and sunny.

The digging-out process

will begin early in the morning,

and the main highway

should be open to traffic

by late tomorrow night.

Stay tuned to this station

for all weather developments.

Now back to our local

music programming.

See? Only one more day and night,

and she'll be gone.

You'll be safe then.

Were you on the phone

a minute ago?

No.

Is Kathleen asleep?

Yes. Why?

Someone was using the phone,

because I picked it up

and the operator was on.

The wires could be crossed

somewhere.

It's been quite a storm.

It's a matter of hours now.

We'll be able to get you

out of the country.

Don't do anything

to jeopardize that, Kenneth.

What if it's necessary?

It won't be.

If you're a good boy.

She is locked in, you know.

Let's find out for sure.

There's no harm in that, is there?

You see?

And there's no phone in this room.

The only one up here

is in the attic sewing room.

Well, did you find the phone?

You know, it really seems a shame

that my cousin will be leaving,

and I never got a good look at her.

See that it stays that way, Kenneth.

No, I mean, really,

what does she look like?

I mean, is she pretty? Sexy?

You may as well stop.

I'm not going

to play this game with you.

Why, Mother, I think you're jealous.

You know how I feel about you.

You b*tch.

What is it?

Well, there's supposed to be

two keys on each hook, right?

- Yes.

- Okay.

Kathleen was probably

playing with them.

She often plays with them.

She plays with telephones, too.

Not last night, Katherine.

She was asleep, remember?

Well, what do you know?

Let's see, now, you have one,

and who's got the other one?

- Give me the key.

- What key?

The key to this room that you've had

this silly child get for you.

I don't know

what you're talking about.

Enough coming and going

as you please,

having you browsing

around this house!

You're a fool, a stupid little fool!

I know you've hidden it!

Tell me where it is!

I demand to know!

I don't have a key!

I don't know why you insist on locking

me in here in the first place.

- Must I get it from her?

- You wouldn't hurt her.

No? What about this?

You suspect that I did that,

didn't you?

Yes, but I know better now.

You didn't hit her.

What do you mean,

I didn't hit her?

I mean, she must have fallen down

and hit her face, like you said.

Did you get it?

No.

I'm not at all sure she has a key.

You brainless little brat.

You gave it to her?

Didn't you?

You damn little moron!

- You gave it to her, didn't you?

- Let go of her!

You will not hit her again.

She is my cross to bear,

just as you are, God help me,

and I'll do anything necessary

to protect you both.

But what is necessary

for you right now

is to go to your room and stay there

until that girl is gone

tomorrow morning.

Stop trying to make things happen.

Go now, Kenneth. Right now.

- She knows about me, Katherine.

- There's no proof of that.

Or that's she's been prowling

and prying around this house.

I think you just want it to be true!

God.

They're clearing it.

Kathleen?

Yes, I'll cut your hair.

I can't do it tonight, though.

I will cut it.

I promise, I'll cut your hair

before we leave.

Let's go downstairs now.

She does have a key.

I don't know if she knows you're here,

but she knows Maria's dead.

I went upstairs just as she was

coming down from the attic.

Probably hoping

to use the phone again.

Hey! Wait a minute, please!

Good. You're up.

Do close the window

before you catch pneumonia.

Well, don't dilly dally.

Your bus leaves in 45 minutes.

- Yes, I'll hurry.

- Good.

I thought you might enjoy having

breakfast downstairs this morning.

Don't be long.

Look, I'm not very hungry.

Couldn't we just go?

Eat what you can.

It's good for you.

The car's all right, isn't it?

Yeah. I had one of the men

from the road crew

send back the mechanic

from the garage.

He's just gotten it started.

He'll drive you into town and keep

the car and give it a good going over,

tune-up, whatever they call it.

You're not going?

No, Kathleen isn't too well

this morning.

I think there's someone

at the door.

It's probably the mechanic.

I asked him in for coffee

before you leave.

Hello there.

Please, come in.

Awfully nice of you to do this,

George.

I do so hate to leave my daughter

when she isn't feeling well.

Francesca, this is George,

the nice young man I told you about

who'll drive you to the bus.

- Hello.

- Hello.

I'll get you some coffee, George.

Thanks. I could sure use that.

Well, did you have a nice visit?

- Very nice.

- Good.

It's a shame you have to leave

so soon, though.

It's awful pretty up here

this time of year,

everything all white and clean.

I don't know, I think snow makes

just about anything

look pure and clean, don't you?

Sit down, George.

I tell you,

there is absolutely nothing

like a nice hot cup of coffee

on a cold clay. Hits the spot.

I'm sorry about Kathleen,

Mrs. Kinsolving.

I hope it's nothing serious.

No. It's just a cold, I'm sure.

How long will you keep the car,

George?

It's such an inconvenience

without it.

Don't worry, it...

I'll have it back here

by this afternoon.

Shouldn't take long.

That'll be fine.

I seem to have forgotten

my gloves.

I'll just run upstairs and get them.

You'd better hurry.

You don't have too much time.

Yes, I will.

Would you like

another cup of coffee, George?

Might as well.

I wonder what's keeping her.

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Jo Heims

Joyce "Jo" Heims (January 15, 1930 – April 22, 1978) was an American screenwriter best known for her collaborations with actor-director Clint Eastwood. Born in Philadelphia, Heims moved out to the US west coast in early adulthood. She worked various jobs before starting a career writing for film and television during the 1960s. In addition to co-writing the story for Eastwood's role in Dirty Harry, Heims drafted the screenplay for Play Misty for Me, which served as Eastwood's own directorial debut in 1971. Heims continued to screenwrite throughout the decade before dying of breast cancer in 1978. more…

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