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WHEN I FIRST ADDRESSED YOU, I PROVED THE ACCUSED WAS GUILTY OF PREMEDITATED MURDER. NO NEW ASPECTS OF HER ADMITTED GUILT HAVE COME TO LIGHT IN HER STATEMENT. NEVERTHELESS, THE GROUNDS FOR DECIDING THE TERMS OF HER PUNISHMENT HAVE BEEN SUBSTANTIALLY ALTERED BECAUSE OF THE EXPLANATION SHE GAVE US OF HER MOTIVES. SO I WISH TO WITHDRAW MY FORMER DEMAND AND ASK THAT BECAUSE OF MITIGATING CIRCUMSTANCES THE COURT SENTENCE THE ACCUSED TO 5 YEARS IMPRISONMENT FOR SECOND-DEGREE MURDER. DEFENSE MAY MAKE ITS FINAL PLEA. MR. PRESIDENT, GENTLEMEN OF THE JURY, THAT PART OF THE PROCEEDINGS WHICH TOOK PLACE BEHIND CLOSED DOORS DEMONSTRATED WITHOUT THE SHADOW OF A DOUBT THAT THE DEAD MAN, MICHAEL MICHAILOW, DESTROYED NOT ONLY THE MARRIAGE BUT THE HOME LIFE AND HAPPINESS OF MY CLIENT. SINCE THE ACCUSED ACTED UNDER THE STRESS OF THE MOST EASILY COMPREHENDED OF HUMAN EMOTIONS, THE PREMISES FOR HER CONVICTION OF MURDER DO NOT EXIST. AND IF YOU WILL CONSID- I THEREFORE DEMAND THAT THE ACCUSED BE ACQUITTED. ACCUSED, THE LAW GIVES YOU THE LAST WORD. HAVE YOU ANYTHING THAT YOU WISH TO SAY? NOTHING. THEN I HEREBY CLOSE THIS PART OF THE PROCEEDINGS. THE JURY WILL RETIRE TO CONSIDER ITS VERDICT. WHAT HAPPENS NOW? SAY SOMETHING, FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE. WELL, MY DEAR LADY, YOU SEE, YOU HAD VERY GOOD LUCK WITH THE ATTORNEY FOR THE PROSECUTION. AS FOR ME, WELL, YOU FORCED ME TO KEEP SILENT. BUT THE JUDGE IS- WE BOTH KNOW.
WILL THEY TELL? THEY MUST. WHEN THE COURT PRONOUNCES JUDGEMENT, IT MUST MAKE CLEAR THE GROUNDS ON WHICH ITS SENTENCE RESTS. IT CAN'T OMIT THE FACT THAT YOUR CRIME WAS COMMITTED TO PROTECT YOUR DAUGHTER. "THE ACCUSED, MADAM KOWALSKA, IS GUILTY OF MURDER IN THE SECOND DEGREE. "HOWEVER, DUE TO MITIGATING CIRCUMSTANCES, "SHE IS HEREBY SENTENCED UNDER THE PROVISIONS "OF PARAGRAPH 148 OF THE CRIMINAL CODE TO PRISON FOR A TERM OF 3 YEARS. "THE TIME DURING WHICH THE ACCUSED HAS BEEN UNDER ARREST IS TO BE SUBTRACTED FROM HER SENTENCE." NOW HE'S GOT TO TELL WHY THEY'VE BEEN SO LENIENT. ACCORDING TO THE EVIDENCE AND THE CREDIBLE TESTIMONY OF THE ACCUSED, SHE IS GUILTY AS CHARGED IN THE INDICTMENT. THE ACCUSED DELIBERATELY KILLED A HUMAN BEING, NAMELY THE PIANIST, MICHAEL MICHAILOW, BY FIRING TWO BULLETS INTO HIS BODY WITH A REVOLVER. PUNISHMENT IS THEREFORE INEVITABLE. THE COURT, HOWEVER, HAS NOT ONLY CONCEDED TO THE ACCUSED THE EXISTENCE OF MITIGATING CIRCUMSTANCES BECAUSE SHE PROVED THAT MICHAEL MICHAILOW BEHAVED TOWARD HER IN A THOROUGHLY REPREHENSIBLE MANNER, BUT THE COURT HAS EVEN AGREED UNANIMOUSLY THAT IT WILL ENDORSE A PLEA FOR PARDON WHEN THE ACCUSED SHALL ENTER THAT PLEA, BECAUSE DURING THAT PART OF THE TRIAL WHICH TOOK PLACE BEHIND CLOSED DOORS, IT BECAME CLEAR TO ALL OF US THAT THE ACTUATING MOTIVE OF THE CRIME WAS THE DESIRE, THE DETERMINATION I MIGHT SAY, OF THE ACCUSED TO SAVE A YOUNG GIRL
FROM THE SEDUCTIONS OF A MAN WHO CAN ONLY BE REGARDED AS MORALLY DEGRADED. THIS CASE IS CLOSED. AND JUST REMEMBER THIS: YOU CAN ALWAYS RELY ON ME. I'LL ATTEND TO EVERYTHING. PLEASE, EXCUSE ME A MOMENT, MOMMY. VERA KOWALSKA. I JUST WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT- I JUST HAD TO TELL YOU THAT I WANT TO WISH YOU THE BEST OF EVERYTHING. THANK YOU, MISS LISA. (BELL TOLLING) Hear ye! Hear ye! Hear ye! Contracts approved at town meeting this day. ""It is agreed with Miles Corbin ""to be herder of cows for Salem Village ""in place of Thomas Bilge, whose habitual inebriation ""renders it needful to divest him of office. ""The said Miles Corbin shall drive ""the milk cattle to the common pasture, ""and bring his charges home before sundown. ""ln consideration whereof, the farmers of Salem Village have this day ""agreed to pay the said Corbin €40 a year."" MARSHAL: Thomas Bilge. Thomas Bilge, the town fathers have this day removed you from office for habitual drunkenness. And have given your charge and staff to Miles Corbin. Praise be.
Tomorrow, I"ll just sit on the fence the livelong day and spit at bumblebees. Aye, that"s all you"re good for, Bilge, just spitting at bumblebees. (clearing THROAT) (HOLLERlNG) (CATTLE bellowing) He"s welcome to them. Those daft beasties are bewitched. They"ve worn me out with their hollering and bellowing and running into the forest, like things possessed. And of what use are they to men? They give naught but milk. To the stocks with ye. And there ye shall sit and meditate on your sins till sundown, Thomas Bilge. Methinks I"ll just sleep. Six for Doctor John and Martha, six for Elder Goode, six for the meeting house, three for Jeremiah Adams. Three? Oh, no. No, Jeremiah spoke for six this week. Six candles for a few lobsters? Besides, how can an old lobster-man living alone with never a gossip in to see him, burn so many candles in a week? Who knows? A bright window may bring him a gossip. Oh, six for Jeremiah. And a piece of cake. Cake, indeed. Let him bake his own. Now, Aunt Ellen, he hasn"t your gift with the oven. ELLEN: Did you wipe your shoes, Timothy?
Yes, Mother. Oh, cake for me? Not till supper. But I"m so hungry, I"m weak. Truly? From your great application to learning? What did you learn at school today? Manners. Speak not, sing not, hum not, wiggle not, spit only in a corner. And very good learning, too. Now, wash your hands and finish the candles. But I dipped candles last week. And will again this week. Make haste while the tallow is warm. (GROANS) Oh, dear, are you ill? Shall I take you to Doctor John"s for some ipecac? I"ll be home by sundown. There, the leech has drawn the blood. By moonrise the swelling will be gone. That didn"t hurt very much now, did it? No. I fear not but ipecac. Good day, John. Barbara. Good day, Barbara. Oh, Jasper, fighting again? No, ma"am. I fell from a tree, an apple tree.
Next time, lad, pick a tree your own size. Now, be off with you. You"d best keep your good eye open for the Elders. You have a new doctor"s book. Mm-hmm. But that"s not all I brought from Boston. (GASPS) John, you brought it. It will cost your aunt but six shillings. Oh. It"s beautiful. BARBARA: John, do you think I should wear the bow under the chin or at the side? JOHN: Well, the shopkeeper said at the side. BARBARA: The side. Oh, Martha, isn"t it lovely and gay? Yes, very gay, Barbara. Too gay, you think? Nonsense. There"s enough wearing of somber clothing here. But if Elder Goode sees it before the Sabbath meeting, he may forbid the wearing. Oh. And I"m just on my way to his house. Why not leave it here? May I? Yes, of course. Thank you. I can see their faces when I walk down the aisle next Sabbath.
Thank you again, John. (DOOR CLOSES) Tituba, Abigail. TlTUBA: And every month in the dark of the moon, the drums would beat, and there"d be a rustle like a great wind and we"d hear them screaming and laughing, and we knew they were all meeting in the jungle. Who, Tituba? Who? TlTUBA: The spirits of the bad ones. And there"d be drinking and feasting and dancing, and suddenly a great fire would shoot up, and Obano himself would appear. Obano? You calls him Satan. Did you see him? TlTUBA: Oh, no, missy. Only a few ever seen him. He come in fire and go in a whirling of wings like bats. Up, up. And when morning come, the trees in that jungle would be dead and the river would be as red as blood. Tituba. You tell the most outlandish stories. You never saw such things. I"d see more than that if I drank the stuff she brews. abigail: Quiet, Goody. (GRUNTS) You should have been here sooner, Barbara. Tituba told our fortunes. I"m going to travel and meet strange men. MARY:
And I"m going to marry a man from Boston. I"m to be a person of importance. I shall be above everyone else and everyone shall listen to me. See what she tells you, Barbara. ANN: Yes, tell Barbara"s fortune, Tituba. Will you? Give me your hand, child. I see a man, tall, well-favored, dark hair. Go on, Tituba. Go on. I see no more. Oh, please. Tituba! GOODE: Abigail, Tituba! It"s Father. Quickly! Quickly! Idleness and gossip! Abigail, to your spinning wheel. Tituba, prepare the supper! Howdy do, Elder. Howdy do. These are not the same weight as the others. Nor are they so strong of bayberry. Your aunt had best be more careful if she expects a full measure of my flax in return. Yes, sir. Tituba, you did go to those feasts in the jungle, didn"t you? No, no, mistress!
No! But you did, or you couldn"t know so much about them. Tell me more. Not here. In my cabin, where the master won"t know. Jeremiah! Barbara! I"d forgotten you"d be here today! Did you have any luck? None, child. My traps are as empty of lobsters as the Elders" meetings are of humor. I"ll not be needing any candles this week, so you"d best run along home, child. So, you don"t want candles because you haven"t lobsters enough to pay for them. Nonsense! Come along. Oh, but my cabin is in disorder. I"ve had no time to clean. Then I"ll do it for you. Barbara! Barbara, don"t go in! That chair, it was rocking. The wind, perhaps. Now, child, it"s late. Your aunt will be worried. What is it? Am I not welcome today? Always welcome. Well, then, fetch some water while I get the broom. Oh, but... (SHRlEKS) Glory be.
I heard your voice, but I thought you mortal. My nephew, Roger Coverman, from Virginia. Mistress Barbara Clarke. Glory be. Good day to you, sir. And to you, mistress. My aunt will be worried. Barbara, wait. I must ask you, not a word about my visitor. Nay, I cannot tell you why. Faith, but she must know. These tatters, this blood, this bandage. But let me give you the worst of it first. I"m a fugitive, I"m a rebel, I"m a traitor to the Crown. Oh. How interesting. Ah, but wait! You must let me give you the best of it. You see, "twas a little matter of taxes, and being a Virginian and a patriot, I resented it, as did others. The governor resented our objections and we replied with swords. I warrant it was a gallant fight. Gallant? Three hundred of them against 2,000 soldiers, and Roger with his back against the wall, holding off half a dozen. Now, now, now, Uncle, no matter how magnificent we were in defeat, they beat us well, put us to flight and confiscated our lands. But how came you here? A friendly skipper brought me as far as Boston, the rest of the way on foot, through your forests. Hiding by day, traveling by night. With a price on his head of €1,000. Do you think it worth it?
Oh, Roger, be serious. There"s scarce a man, even in this colony, who wouldn"t give you up for that sum. I cannot speak for others. As for myself, I have not seen you. Good day, sir. She has not seen me? What does she mean by that? A rebuke, no doubt. Puritans of this colony would hardly approve your speech and manners. If manners they be. Oh! She"s forgotten her basket. Mistress! Mistress Barbara, you forgot your basket. Oh, thank you, sir. And I forgot the candles, and this piece of cake for Jeremiah. When will you come here again? I bring candles once each week. Only once? But I"m a great reader. I read far into the night. We shall have none by sunrise tomorrow. I must gather bayberries before I can make more. Bayberries? Then let me help you. I have an amazing nose for bayberries. I track them down like a hound upon the trail. You might be seen. I could not risk so valuable a head. Ah, "tis not my head that"s in danger now.
Truly, when will I see you again? When I bring more candles. Uncle, you old miser of speech. Why did you not tell me of her? To think that she should find me like this. I"m sorry she found you at all. What? Would you ruin my life? Ruin your life? I"m trying to save it, lad. See that you do. From now on, it will be worth the living. A razor, a needle and a bit of mending, and I"ll soon be myself. (singing) Bid me to live, and I will live Thy protectant to be Or bid me love... Roger! Anyone within half a mile could hear you. Well, they might ask me to lead the psalm singing next Sabbath. Egad, that"s an idea. She"d be there of course. And I sorely need the comforts of religion. (singing) Bid me to live, and I will live And the scripture saith that Satan shall go to and fro in the land, and up and down in it, as a roaring lion walketh about, seeking whom he may devour. My brethren, here in this new land, that ancient prophecy is being fulfilled. Satan and his legions are here. The power of God has driven him from the old world into this wilderness, where the ignorant savages were waiting to receive him. Say you, ""What signs are there of his presence?"" Where there is sickness or hurt or other grievous misery, there he is. I bid ye watch!
I bid ye fast! And pray God to protect us from the power of Satan. (sighs) Speaking of Satan, I also bid ye beware of the frivolity and foolishness of women that bedeck themselves with ribbons, curls and lace bonnets. Thus causing the minds of men to wander. I tell you that a female that will fritter away her time, trimming and tricking herself out in such a fashion, should be looked upon as the mere gizzard of a trifle. The epitome of nothing and a very apt prey for the devil. We will now sing Psalm 8. Elder Cheeves will set the tune. (singing) Oh, Lord, our God in all the earth How thy name wondrous great Who hath thy glorious majesty Above the heavens set Out of the mouth of suckling babes Thy strength thou didst ordain That thou might still the enemy And them that thee disdain (MOUTHlNG) You, come with me... (MOUTHlNG) No. You, come with me... A little lower placed And hath with glory crowned him And comely majesty Amen Brethren, before we disperse, I have an announcement to make. One that gives me, personally, a feeling of great happiness and satisfaction. Elder Goode has set next Wednesday for the raising of my new home, which you, dear people, have so kindly given me. Remember, it is more blessed to give than to receive. So let no one forget to bring his or her gift. Good day, Goodwife Nurse.
How are you, child? Very well, thank you. It"s good to see so glowing a countenance, even under a bonnet so... So sinful. I"ve asked Miles Corbin to supper. Wait and bring him home with you. (SHUSHlNG) Oh, Miles! (clearing THROAT) Good day, Barbara. Good day. I"m ready, Miles. Are you coming? I cannot go with you, Susy. I"ve consented to sup with the widow Clarke and Barbara. I should think you"d wait for the man Tituba promised you. What did she mean by that? Oh, she"s just jealous. Aye, and rightly so. Mr. Parris. I was much interested in your sermon today, for in Boston last week, Mr. Cotton Mather told me two women had been arrested at Cape Ann for witchcraft. Satan"s instruments. He promised to keep me informed of any further outbreak. There are several here who could bear questioning. One, anyway. Goody Hodgers? Aye. A witch if ever there was one. The judges were too lenient when she was accused last year. She deceived them with lies. bilge:
Mr. Goode! Mr. Parris! Mr. Goode! I saw him! I saw him plain. PARRlS: Saw whom? The devil"s own person in yonder forest. Drunk again. No, sir. And on the Sabbath, too. No, sir. I been drinking, but I"m not drunk now. But I"m going to be. I"d sooner see snakes than devils. Well, Deborah will be waiting supper. I"d best be going, too. Good day, Mr. Parris. I"ll go with you, Elder. "Tis like jelly I am with fright. He came right at me! (SCOFFS) I tell you, I saw him. I saw his horns and his tail. Have a care, Bilge, or they"ll arrest you like they did me. Did you see him? They said I did. You better get yourself a charm, Bilge. A charm to keep him away. Do you know a good one?
Indian beans are good, worn round the neck. Or a badger"s claw. But the surest charm of all is a necklace, 21 links, each woven of seven hairs freshly plucked from the end of a dog"s tail. (laughing) Seven hairs freshly plucked from the end of a dog"s tail. I"ve been thinking, Barbara. Yes? It was you Reverend Parris meant when he rebuked your sex. I fancy it was. You"re a bold piece, Barbara, (clearing THROAT) with your frippery. What you have need of is a man of character to restrain ye. It"s very kind of you to concern yourself about me, Miles. I consider it my duty, for when I marry, I"m entitled by the colony to take for myself a fine piece of bottom land with a brook on it, and I shall have three horses, six cows, 10 pigs. Ten... That seems an over abundance of pigs. Moreover, the Elders think well of me. The people in the village listen when I talk. One day I shall be an Elder. (laughing) Oh, Miles. You laugh too freely, Barbara. After marriage, I"ll not brook such frivolity. Indeed. The Elders have been speaking of you and me as a proper couple, and my mother is of a mind that we should be married soon. Miles, you sweep me off my feet! So, you make sport of the Elders" suggestion? Sport of me? Well, I"ll not be laughed at through supper. Oh, no, Miles! Miles, I did not mean to flout you.
Besides, we have chicken for supper. You cannot induce me. Susy Abbot"s a right-thinking girl, and the Abbots always have chicken. Miles. (GROANS) Oh, chicken. Don"t touch. Where"s Miles? Aunt Ellen, please forgive me, but I made a jest. And I"m afraid he understood it. Barbara! And weighing his pride against your good chicken, he decided not to come. Oh, Barbara! You cannot refuse every young swain in the village. It is your duty to marry and have children, to the glory of God and the colony. But would you have me marry a man who boasts only of his fine bottom lands, his three horses, six cows, 10 pigs, and treats me like one of his livestock? Oh, faith! The man is a blockhead. I cannot abide him or his pigs! But the chicken, enough for a family of six. Oh, yes, the chicken. ROGER: Chicken. Ambrosia! Food for the gods! Mistress, you"ve saved my life. Sure I wouldn"t be discourteous to the lobsters of Massachusetts, but to have them for breakfast, dinner and supper. Why, the very expression of a lobster"s eye brings to my mind our red-faced Governor of Virginia. Hail to the colony, I say, but confound the governor. You"ll be confounded yourself if you don"t stay away from the village.
As I nearly was today, it was in the shadows of the forest. I came suddenly upon a people-minded villager, and he held up his finger so. Whereupon, I threw my cloak over my head, Ieaped behind a tree and bellowed like a demon. And how that villager ran. He ran so fast, his legs couldn"t keep up with him, so that he fell and rose howling and ran some more. Isn"t it good to hear a man laugh so freely? Aye, we seldom hear it in this place. That"s your penance for living among these Puritans, Uncle. Not meaning yourself, mistress. It"s true they"re not much given to laughter, Roger. And they"ve little cause. "Tis a stern heritage that has come down to them through generations. Yet, in spite of all that, they conquered this land. It took courage to do that, my lad. Listen to him, a sermon in everything he says. But believe me, mistress, he"s a rebel, too. For in Virginia, when they would not let him teach his ideas of a kindly God, he turned rebellious, and now traps lobsters. Your tongue"s too loose, nephew. And you burn too many candles. You"ll excuse me. There, I"ve done it. What? Recalled the old days to his mind. He loved Virginia. (sighing) I don"t wonder. From what you"ve told me, it must be very gay. We make it gay. We"ve a saying there, ""When danger lurks around the corner,
""you must dance the safe moments away."" Dance? That"s not a Puritan custom, I warrant. Oh, no. Have you never danced? The cotillion, the gavotte? The very names sounds frivolous. The Gavotte"s my favorite. I"ll teach it to you. No, no, no, no, it would not be fitting for me. It"s the most proper dance, I assure you. This is the manner of it. (humming) Ah, faith, but you must smile when you dance. One, two, slowly curtsy. ELLEN: Now, the first one. timothy: I was. You was. You were. Were. He was. You was. Were. Were. I say. You says. ELLEN: Timothy, I fear you will never be a scholar.
timothy: May I go to bed, Mother? Yes. What are you doing? Dancing. Dancing? What are you bowing for? That"s a curtsy to my partner, a very handsome young man. I don"t see any man. You"re not supposed to. Mother! She said she"s dancing with a handsome young man. Get along to bed with you. Go on. Aw... Barbara, you do say the most foolish things. Dancing? And you supposedly a God-fearing girl. I"m sorry, Aunt Ellen. Does no good to be sorry after the deed. Besides, tomorrow is the house-raising. You"d better get your sleep. There"ll be plenty to do. Yes, Aunt Ellen. (SLURRlNG) Here, doggy. Nice, doggy. Here, here, here. Here, doggy. Doggy! (DOG yelping)
All safe. Jump. (BOTH laughing) This way. (BARBARA EXCLAlMlNG) ROGER: Here we go. (BOTH laughing) "Tis an avalanche we are. Did you hurt yourself? I"m shaken to pieces. What did you expect? How was I to know the ground would give way and upset your Puritan dignity? Oh. Well, I"m fast learning how it feels to be a fugitive. Hiding in trees, tumbling down hills. Like a very mountebank. Before long, I"ll have you as cunning as a fox, swift as a deer, leaping from hill to hill. Oh, Roger! Methinks the whole pattern of my life has changed since I"ve known you. Aye, and I can"t say I"m proud of it. "Tis a sneaking feeling I get, dodging and hiding about like a badger in his hole. Must it always be like that for you? Well, I suppose I could send a petition to Their Majesties. Could you? To King William and Queen Mary? What would you say? Well, now, that takes a bit of thinking. I fancy I"d try to appeal to the human side. Now, if I were talking to the King, man to man,
I"d say, ""William, can"t you and I come ""to a fair and square understanding? ""You see, there"s a young lady in the case. ""l"d like to see her in proper fashion, to meet her family. ""But how in conscience can I do it ""with your governors chasing me all over the colonies?"" ""Now, just put yourself in my place, William. ""Supposing you were chased out of London ""and had to hide at Dover, by the sea. ""You"d miss your Mary, wouldn"t you? Of course you would. ""Well, it"s the same with me, but worse. ""For, mind you, though I"m not saying a word against your Mary. ""The young lady I have in my mind is the most fascinating, ""twinkling, dark-eyed maid that ever took an honest man"s breath away."" Now, whisper, what would you say to that? I"d say... I"d say I had to gather herbs and get to the house-raising. But that"s not what I"ve been asking. I must hasten. Now, men, get ready. Take hold! One, two, three! "Tis the best raising we"ve had, Rebecca. Well, I want to know. Barbara and Doctor John. The whole village working, and we"re the only idlers. A choice bit of gossip for Mrs. Cheeves. Her day would be spoiled if she did not have something to babble of. John.
Don"t say you found me on the shore road. Why not? Because... ELLEN: Barbara! I"m sorry I"m late, Aunt Ellen, but the herbs were scarce and hard to find. "Tis a poor excuse, Barbara. You must have been daydreaming again. Of a certain tall, well-favored man, I warrant. ELLEN: Why, what do you mean? That was Tituba"s prophecy for her. A dark, handsome young man. SUSY: A dark young man? Well, it certainly couldn"t be Miles. Well, Martha... What kept you so long, John? I had to stop by Goody Dobbs. I didn"t know she was ailing. (laughing) She isn"t, but her cow is. Is that where you found Barbara? Oh, no, no, she was hurrying along the... (STAMMERS) In the forest. MAN: Ready for the door, John. Coming! Coming! Mr. Parris, my little contribution. Oh, thank you. Thank you very much.
It"s all right. Look, it will be finished by sundown. Splendid. Even to the shelves for your books. Ooh. That reminds me. You promised to lend me Cotton Mather"s book on witchcraft. Did you bring it? No. I can"t lay my hands on it. I"ve searched the house. It"s disappeared. ""Sometimes they would be deaf, ""sometimes dumb and sometimes blind, ""then their tongues would be drawn down their throats, ""then they would be pulled out on their chins to a prodigious length. ""They would make the most piteous outcries. ""They were scratched, they were pinched and tormented, ""all of which they said was the work of women who bewitched them. ""Sometimes the children were shaken with a fit."" I don"t want to be pinched and tormented. Quiet! I"m only telling you what"s in a book. It must have been dreadful. Did those children die? No. They were the talk of the colony. Cotton Mather even took one of them to live in his great house in Boston. The whole town came to see her and prayed over her. The whole town?
Oh, my. Yes. Just like they pray over a queen or somebody great. I"d like that. So would I. I don"t want anybody to bewitch me. Will you keep still? What else did they do? Go on, read some more. All right. (BELL tolling) Dinner! Don"t you tell! No. Wait for me! Wait for me! (MERCY sobbing) Ann, go back there and help Mercy. Oh, let her help herself! I"m not her mother! Ann! There, there. Oh, Mercy! Mercy, don"t cry. Barbara"s here. Yes. There, there. Ann is such a naughty girl, but we don"t care. No. Now, what shall we do?
Shall we make a puppet? Yes, please, Barbara. Yes, that"s what we"ll do. Now, watch. And we"ll make it to look just like Barbara, shall we? Look. Now, we"ll take a piece of string... Mary, have you seen Mercy? I think she"s in the saw pit, Mrs. Cheeves. Susy, will you tend to this for me? I"ll be back in a minute. (laughing) I think she"s very funny. She looks just like me, doesn"t she? What are you doing? Come here. (sobbing) And stop that crying or I"ll give you a good whipping. Drop that, child. Children wait till their elders are served. I don"t have to wait. What"s this? Why, this is what the master was looking for. Give it back this minute. No, no, not to you. Master Goode, sir. She took it. No, no, master. It fell from her bonnet. She... Go to the house.
I"ll attend to you later. But, Father... At once! I haven"t had a drink all day. Bilge. It is all right, Marshal, I know me way to the stocks. And see that you go straight. (GRUNTS) As straight as me legs"ll carry me. (spanking) ANN: No, Father. No! (ANN sobbing) GOODE: Now, get into your bed and stay there. (ANN continues sobbing) Don"t, Ann. Don"t cry. I hate him! I hate him. I hate Tituba! Oh, I could kill her for telling him! Don"t, Ann, don"t! You look like you"re bewitched! Do I? Did I really frighten you? Yes. You look awful.
Mistress, the master... He doesn"t know. Is that the potion you were telling me about? Yes, the juice of herbs and flowers, like I used to make in my country. Will it take you to the witches" feast? Can you truly go there? My spirit can. Could I go there if I drank your potion? No, no, mistress. It wouldn"t be right for you. Why not? Your husband, Master Goode. He won"t know. Tituba, you must help me. I can"t go on like this. I want the things you promised me. Laughter, dancing, happiness. You promised me happiness would come to me. I want it now. I want to live before the years close in. I"m afraid! I"m afraid, mistress. No, I"m afraid. Tituba, I may not have need for this old cloak. It would keep you warm this winter. Well, will you give it to me now? Will you? Yes, I will. Yes, I will.
Yes. You will drink this at an open window in the dark of the moon. Elder. Why, Mr. Morse. What brings you so far afield? Is anything amiss? I come from Cape Ann with evil tidings. Come in. Come in. GOODE: Of course you"ll stay the night. MORSE: Thank you, I will. Good evening, mistress. Good evening. Abigail, Mr. Morse is staying the night. Prepare a bed for him. Yes, Nathaniel. Sit ye down and rest. Rest? I cannot rest. Neither will anyone else in this village when they hear what I have to say. Deborah. Martha, something"s amiss. Yes. (PEOPLE chattering) My good people, Mr. Morse has ridden from Cape Ann with grave tidings for us all. Hear him. People of Salem Village, we are in great danger.
The power of evil is upon us. Strange apparitions have been seen in the forests. The people of Cape Ann have barricaded themselves in their homes. The Elders have seized women who have confessed to being witches. (ALL gasping) Others have been taken at Boston. The evil is spreading among us. Beware of those in secret league with Satan. Satan, who is fighting to destroy our faith in God. We know how he works with such men and women who have given their souls to him, sending his spirit into them with power to harm and destroy others. Power to bring sickness and blight upon us. Children have been bewitched, their minds tormented, their bodies twisted. No one is safe. So watch your neighbor. Watch one another, even those of your own household. For those we least suspect may be the devil"s servants wearing the false cloak of godliness. (wind blowing) The scriptures say, ""Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live. ""And if any man or woman consulteth with a familiar spirit, (rain pattering) ""they shall be put to death!"" So, death to them, or we ourselves will be destroyed. Death to the servants of darkness. (THUNDER rumbling) (wind howling) (sobbing) Barbara! It"s monstrous, coming here and spreading terror through the whole village. I tell you, it"s monstrous. But there must be reason to fear. But to threaten death, to burn and to hang.
I"ve never believed in witchcraft. There"s been no real proof of it. (banging ON DOOR) MR. CHEEVES: Dr. John! Come. Come quickly. Little Ann Goode is afflicted. What ails the child? We don"t know, but she"s in great torment. I"ll come with you, John, I may be able to help. Yes. Hurry. (sobbing) They"re hurting me. They"re hurting me again. Ann. Ann, who hurt you? Thank heaven you"ve come, Doctor. Ann. Ann. Ann. Oh, they"re choking me. Oh, they"re torturing me. Ann! Ann, child, quiet. I can"t! This is Dr. John. Tell me, what hurts you? Everything.
Everything. (groaning) Ann. Ann. I see them by Nabby. They"re after her, too. Abigail. Abigail? Yes, where is her mother? I"ll get her. (screaming) Ann, my child. Abigail. Abigail... Abigail. No. No. They"re drinking wine, red as blood. (PEOPLE chattering) MAN: How can they stand it? WOMAN: Poor little things. Who could be doing this? If we only knew, we"d make short work of them. Poor little souls. They"ve been suffering all night. (ANN screaming) Has anyone found out what"s hurting them? No. Mr. Morse is still questioning them.
(NABBY groaning) (groaning) Quiet, dear, quiet. (sobbing) I can find nothing physically wrong with them. Because they"re beyond your skill, Doctor. I know the signs of bewitchment. Bewitchment. We want to help you, others may be harmed. If someone is hurting you, we must know who it is. It"s clearer. Clearer. I see. Don"t. Don"t. Don"t let her hurt me. Don"t... I do see! I do see! Don"t let her hurt me! Don"t let her hurt me. You mean Tituba? Yes. Don"t let her get away. Catch her. Tell the others. Quick. It"s Tituba. ALL: Tituba? Aye.
They"ve cried out against Tituba! (ALL clamoring) Get back there. They"ll see you. Will... Will they hurt her much? No. She"s only a slave. I... I"m afraid! Well, you don"t have to be. Now, get back there quick, and lie down. (overlapping CHATTER) And then they took the poor creature to Salem Town for a hearing. But how can they believe that people become devils all of a sudden? There"s no reason to it. There never is any reason when fear strikes. Roger, if that slave confesses, which she may do under their form of questioning, madness will sweep the whole village. It"s hard to explain, lad, but I"ve seen it happen in England. Then no one is safe? No one. Even to defend a person accused arouses suspicion. That"s why I fear for Barbara. Barbara? Today she tried to protect Tituba. I warned her, but... What are you going to do? Do? What would you have me do, after what you"ve told me? I must get her away from here.
But think of yourself, you mustn"t be seen. It will do you no good to lie. Now tell us, why did you bewitch those children? I didn"t. I didn"t. We"ve been patient long enough. Confess. But I don"t know nothing about it. You said you did. You said you knew Satan, that you saw him. But, master, I just made up tales to please them. I meant no harm. This woman is a witch. I"ve proof of it. She bewitched my wife. SEWALL: Your wife? You"re the first to know. My wife told me that last night this woman forced her to take a magical potion. But she made me give it to her. GOODE: You lie. My wife spoke while she was under bewitchment. You took her there. I didn"t. I didn"t. Did you give her the potion? You must answer. Yes, master. But it was only the juice of the flowers to make her sleep.
Confess your witchcraft. But, master, you"ll hang me. No, no. Not if you confess. That will prove your repentance and save your life. You mean, if I say I"m a witch, that"s repentance? SEWALL: Yes. And you won"t put a rope around my neck? You won"t hang me? LAUGHTON: No, no, you"ll live. MORSE: Confess! I confess. Yes. Yes, I confess. You"re in league with the devil. Yes, yes. You"ve seen him. Yes, often, often. It was you who hurt the children? Yes. I hurt the children. But I didn"t mean to hurt them. They made me. The others made me. They hurt the... Others? TlTUBA:
Yes. There was many others. Do you know who they are? Yes. Now, let me go. Let me go. MORSE: Tell us their names. Oh, let me go. MORSE: Tell us their names! It was Goody Hodgers and... Giles Cory, Charles Patton and... (BELL tolling) Halt! What is this? Tituba has confessed. And has cried out against others. Who are named? Giles Cory, Goody Hodgers, and many others. John. John. Giles Cory. Are they mad? We cannot let this go on. There"s nothing we can do. There must be. If you won"t, I... Barbara. Come to the house. Why?
Come into the house. Well, what is this? Barbara, you must not speak nor defend anyone accused. But why? Believe me, dear, it"s dangerous. Ellen is right. Why do you both look at me so strangely? Because we fear for you. Fear for me? Ellen, tell her. Barbara, you"ve never known about your mother, how she died. Why, yes. She died in England of grief, when my father was lost at sea. Not of grief. A woman hated her. She whispered that your mother, by witchcraft, had caused your father"s death. She was accused of witchcraft? JOHN: Convicted and... ELLEN: We had to tell you, dear, because of the danger. If this were known, suspicion might point to you. You see, Barbara, why you must keep silent? Do... Do others know? Only Martha. Martha? You know we came from the same town in England. But I have her promise not to tell. (sobbing) God have pity.
God have pity. What a heavy secret for you to carry all this while. Now, go up to bed, please. You need rest. You will be careful? Yes. I wish we could have kept this from you. No. John, they want you at the meeting house. Oh, yes. I"ll come at once. Good night, Barbara. timothy: Barbara. Why aren"t you asleep? What were all those people doing outside? Never mind. Now, go to sleep. I know. It"s because of Satan. I heard Mrs. Cheeves say so. (sighing) That"s just her way of making you be a good boy. Oh, then I can go out tomorrow and play? No, no. The Elders want all children to stay in for a few days. But I want to go out. Oh, Timothy, please go to sleep. (sobbing) (window PANE TlNKLlNG)
(GASPS) Why, you"re trembling. Oh, hold me close. There, there. I know what has happened. Jeremiah has told me. That"s why I"ve come here. I have a plan to take you away. Away? Of course. I could not let you stay here now. But... But, Roger, to leave here, and leave Aunt Ellen. You love me, don"t you? Oh, Roger. Then you must trust me. But where could we go? There are many countries not under British rule. I"m going to Boston to find a ship that will give us passage. Jeremiah goes with me. When all is arranged, he"ll come and bring you to me. No, I"m afraid. Afraid? With me? Oh, no, for you. You may be seen. If you were taken, I might never see you again. I"ll be a very shadow for your sake. I"ll travel only by night. Now, think of this while I"m gone, that soon we"ll be together, without hiding, without secrecy.
You"ll be my wife. Oh, my dearest. (JEREMlAH whistling) That"s Jeremiah. Someone must be on the road. I must go now. Goodbye. Oh, no, Roger. Roger. Oh. Oh, Timothy. What are you doing out of bed? Who were you with? What? I saw you. You were with a man. Oh, nonsense, you must have been dreaming or perhaps you saw the shadow of a tree. No, it wasn"t a tree. Now, may I go out and play tomorrow? No. Very well, then. I"ll tell Mother and Elder Goode you were with a man. Timothy. Timothy. I tell you I was with no man. Mother! You mustn"t do that. Why are you so frightened? Look, Timmy. I was with someone, but if it were known it would make trouble.
You wouldn"t want to make trouble for me, would you? No. Well, then, will you promise me you won"t tell anyone? Can I go out and play tomorrow? If you promise. I"d best go in alone. Bide here, lad. A tankard of ale, if you please. Aye, aye, sir. The harbor seems well filled. Aye, shipping be good. Sea trade brisk. Boston port be growing. What craft are in? Well, let"s see, there"s the Pirateer, the Charles Hope, the Seraphim... The Seraphim? From Virginia? Aye. I know her well. Who"s her skipper? Captain Edwards. He was here but a moment ago. Edwards? I must give him a hail. Where"s the Seraphim lying? At the foot of Fort Street. Sailing at flood tide. Thank ye. first MATE: Ho, there.
What do you want? Is the captain aboard? captain: Aye. But all hands signed, if that"s what you"re asking. Well, not exactly, Captain Edwards. This is somewhat of a personal nature. Why, Mr. Coverman, I didn"t recognize you in this... Oh. Come below, come below. Come in. Sat thee down, sat thee down. Thank ye. I see you have a new mate. Aye, a lusty lad. I never thought to see you again, sir. I"ve been with my uncle here. Jeremiah Adams, Captain Edwards. And I wanted to thank you, Captain, for what you did for Roger. I might not have shipped the lad so safely had I known the price on his head. That was your loss, Captain. Little did you think I was worth the price of a new ship to you. That I didn"t, that I didn"t. But I"m satisfied to find you a free man. Aye, but would I be in Virginia? No, lad. Although there"s rumor of a new governor coming from England. A new governor? Aye. But they"re still hanging every rebel they catch.
I feared as much. That"s why we sought you out. Captain, "tis urgent that I get away from here to some foreign port. Foreign port, eh? As to that, the French are none too friendly. But there"s Florida. That"s under Spanish rule. Are there Spanish ships in port? There must be. I heard a parrot swearing in Spanish at the tavern. It"ll take no time to find out. Then let"s lose none. Aye, but you"re forgetting the rum. I give you Their Majesties. Their Majesties. Their Majesties. Watch your head when you come up. Watch your head. There. Steady there. What"s afoot? Sir, that man"s a rebel. He"s wanted for treason in Virginia, and we demand his arrest. You demand. Yeah. Aboard my ship? Yeah. Go forward. Seize him, men. Well, as for you, sir.
first MATE: Steady, lads, take him alive. Save yourself, Uncle! Get back to Barbara! first MATE: Seize him. You devils. "Tis likely we"ve saved you trouble, sir. Go mighty hard with ye, harboring a rebel against the Crown. Bring him forward. €1,000 worth of cargo. And the reward will be divided among us all. sailor: Well, this one"s done for. Come on. Over the side with him. We"ll be at sea when he wakes up. (MOB shouting) (indistinct) Let it be understood that this is but a hearing, not a trial. I call Ezra Cheeves. Now tell us, how did the prisoner harm you? In many ways, sir. I mind well the evening, two weeks ago, she came down through her meadow and stood at the fence, looking at my cattle. In the morning, my cows had gone dry. (PEOPLE murmuring) Then you believe she bewitched them? Aye, sir. And myself, too. For that night, I did have grievous pains in my left side, so grievous, I could not sleep.
What have you to say to all this? I have not harmed him nor his cattle. I have not left my house for the past fortnight. I have been ill. Then it was her apparition I saw. I saw your witch"s face. You cast a spell on me. It"s true. She cast a spell on me. She told me at the house-raising that I would never be happy, that evil would come to me. And it did. My children were stricken. I was made ill. How could she foretell what would happen to me if she isn"t a witch? (sobbing) (GAVEL pounding) But... But what I said was counsel, meant only for her good. MORSE: Enough. Was it like this when my mother was... (SHUSHlNG) Child. On the evidence presented against Goodwife Nurse, we order her removed to Their Majesties" jail at Salem, there to await trial for witchcraft. No. No. How can you do such a thing to this saintly woman? I"ve known her from my childhood. She has done naught but good all her life. MORSE: Silence. You all know I speak the truth.
There"s not one of you but has had some token of her kindness. What right have you to speak? This wench has no place here. I have as much as you, Mr. Cheeves. I beg you, sirs, do not send Rebecca Nurse to her death on the testimony of a man who tried to steal her land and did not succeed. He says his cows went dry. Who knows but it was time for them to go dry? He says he has pains in his side. Is it so strange for an old man who loves his cider to have pains? And you call this witchcraft. MORSE: You defy this court? But this is a matter of life and death. You hear only the accusers. Why not examine them? Find out if they"re lying, or if their minds are deranged. Only a witch defends a witch, and I know her for one. Ask Timothy Clarke what he told my daughter. Ask him. (ANN sobbing) MORSE: Bring the lad forward. What did you tell? I didn"t tell anything. He did. Speak up, lad. I only told Ann that one night I looked from my window and saw Barbara go out to the bridge and meet... Timothy. You promised. MORSE:
Go on. And meet someone in the shadows, tall and black. He... He put his arms around her. MORSE: You mean it was a man? It looked like a man, but when I asked Barbara, she said it wasn"t. She said she was with someone, but she was with no man. MORSE: She said she was with no man? timothy: Yes. And... And she made me promise not to tell what I saw. Witch. Witch. Oh, no. I can explain. I was with... (WOMAN screaming) MORSE: Satan. Guard. Guard. Well, sir? Where are my friends? Why haven"t they come to see me? Governor"s orders, sir. Prisoners condemned for treason can see no one. But can"t I see my friend Mr. Denham? I have a message I must send north to the Massachusetts Bay Colony. I"m sorry, sir.
There"s nothing I can do. (PEOPLE shouting) (DOGS barking) Hold. What"s beyond? Black swamp for miles. There"s no use going on. The dogs could not trail, sir. Could Mr. Coverman get through, do you think? soldier: No man could live in there. Ironical, isn"t it, Denham, that this should happen on the day that the new governor arrived with his pardon? (PEOPLE shouting) (DOOR unlocking) Oh... Oh, John. John. I cannot believe it"s really you. It"s been so long since I"ve seen anyone. I know. I know. I tried every way. They wouldn"t let me come here until today. But why? Barbara Clarke, you are ordered to appear before the court. (BELL tolling) (PEOPLE chattering) MAN: Here come the judges. soldier:
Halt. Forward face. Barbara Clarke, you are hereby indicted and arraigned on charges of practicing the detestable arts of witchcraft, to the grievous harm and the endangerment of the colony. You have persistently denied these charges. Now, if you expect mercy of God, confess. I have nothing to confess. LAUGHTON: Then you deny that you have been snared into witchcraft? I deny there is such a thing as witchcraft. (PEOPLE gasping) Blasphemy. Why waste time trying her? I am sworn to administer justice, Mr. Morse. The trial will proceed. Timothy Clarke. Come forward. Timothy, you have stated that on a certain night you saw the accused in the arms of a cloaked figure? Yes, sir. And when she said it was no man, you believed it was Satan himself? Answer. Yes, sir. But the child did not say that at the hearing. No, sir. The thought has since been put into his mind. Silence. Under the law, you may not speak without leave. LAUGHTON: You have said that you saw her in her room at night, dancing alone. Yes, sir. LAUGHTON: And when you questioned her, she said?
She... She said she was dancing with a handsome young man. But... But I wasn"t supposed to see him. And have you anything to say to that? I was but jesting, pretending. No more. LAUGHTON: And who were you pretending to dance with? The man Timothy saw at the bridge. The man I have already told you of. The man you all refuse to believe exists. May I question Timothy? You may question. Timothy, that night, you really thought it was a man, didn"t you? timothy: Yes. Well, it was. Now think. Try hard to remember. That man wore a feather in his hat, a dark cloak, a long sword. Strange clothes that you had never seen before. Couldn"t that have made you think that he was not real? Yes. LAUGHTON: Enough. Timothy, you may go. Barbara Clarke, you"ve told a strange story. If there were such a man as you now claim, why didn"t you tell about him in the beginning? Because I believed Timothy had seen his face and could describe him.
SEWALL: Why shouldn"t he describe him? Because he was in hiding here, a political refugee. LAUGHTON: An artful tale. SEWALL: Is he in hiding still? He must be, or he would come to me now. Is he known to anyone here? What is his name? Can you tell us anything about him? (sobbing) I cannot. I cannot betray him. Do we need any further evidence? I think we do. So far, it has not been proven that the accused has brought harm to anyone as charged. But she has. She"s brought harm to one Mercy Cheeves. Call Mercy Cheeves. Mercy Cheeves. Now tell us, how did the prisoner harm your child? She has bewitched her, sirs. She gave her a puppet. From that day she has been ailing until we fear for her life. LAUGHTON: Is that the puppet? Yes. LAUGHTON: Let me see it. (sobbing) Don"t.
Please don"t take it. (SHUSHlNG) She cries this way whenever it is taken from her. Child, who has bewitched you? (MERCY sobbing) Barbara. Barbara. Don"t let them hurt me. Let me go. Let me go. Let the child go to the prisoner. There, there, Mercy, don"t cry. No one is going to hurt you. Barbara won"t let them. Why don"t you come home with me? I will, dear, soon. No. Come now. What"s these? That... That"s just a silly game we"re playing. They took my puppet. I know, but her dress was all dirty. Now, if you leave her here, I"ll make her a nice new one. A red one? Yes. Yes, a red one. Now, be a good girl and go to your mother, will you? Go, Mercy.
(sobbing) Take the child out. ALL: She"s a witch. She"s a witch. GOODE: Of course she"s a witch. You have condemned yourself. Now tell us, what power have you over that child? Can you not see for yourselves? It"s something that poor child has never had from its father and mother, kindness and love. Things that seem to have been forgotten hereabouts. Is it so strange that she should turn to someone who shows her a little kindness, and yet the evidence of such you call evil? Don"t, don"t let this blindness lead us again to murder! There"s been enough of it. Isn"t it plain that she"s telling the truth? That she"s shielding someone, someone she cares for? I know because... John. No, no, John. Please do not listen to him. She"s bewitched him, too. Martha! She"s of evil blood, born into witchcraft. Don"t, Martha! Don"t! Her mother was burned as a witch in England. (PEOPLE shouting) (GAVEL pounding) What proof have you of this?
Ask her own aunt, Ellen Clarke. LAUGHTON: Call Ellen Clarke. You have heard the accusation. Is it true? Answer. Was the prisoner"s mother burned as a witch? Yes. But many innocent people were called witches. Was she pronounced a witch by a God-fearing English court? Answer. Oh, stop it. Stop it. Isn"t it enough that you"re torturing me? Yes, my mother was accused of being a witch. She was burned as one. But does that prove she was guilty any more than I am, or the others you have condemned? We"re not tried by justice, but by fear and ignorance. MORSE: "Tis the devil speaking. There is no power of evil such as you believe. Blasphemy. Why don"t you confess? I will not confess a lie, nor deny God to save my life. I do confess pity for you. You who have been given the power to save and send righteous people to their death. I don"t ask mercy of you, but only pray God for your awakening. She"s innocent. (ALL shouting) Oh, good day, lad. You"re Timothy, I warrant.
Will you tell your cousin Barbara l"m here? Barbara? She... She... What is it, lad? Speak up. Mother. Barbara, will you not confess and save your life? Then may He have mercy on your soul. ROGER: Hold. MAN: Who is he? Hold. Hold. Hold. "Tis murder you"re doing. By what authority do you interfere? Arrest him! Take him away. Wait, wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. Hold. At least let us hear what he has to say. Who are you, sir? I am Roger Coverman. I"m the one that girl"s been protecting. The one you poor fools thought was Satan.
Well, look at me. Am I not flesh and blood? Aye. Now that I look well, "twas you. "Twas you that made me think I saw the devil himself. Now are you convinced? But what of the other charges against her? Have you not heard enough? Will you be satisfied only with this girl"s death, when before your very eyes the principal charge against her has been proven false? What of the others who were hanged here? What if they were innocent, too? ROGER: Barbara. Barbara. Ann, come here. Father. Please. Please, Father. Please. Please forgive me, Father. Forgive me. (sobbing) I"m sorry. Oh, merciful God, forgive. The child confessed that it was spite that made her accuse the slave Tituba. You see, she didn"t realize what great harm might come from it. We... We made a thorough investigation. We now believe that all the other accusations sprang from either fear or malice. Now, as one of Their Majesties" judges,
I beg Your Excellency to sign. Although this abolishes trial for witchcraft in this colony, it in no way atones for the past. We must do everything in our power to safeguard the future. First, it is my order that the tree on Gallows Hill be destroyed. [Whistle] [Whistle] Well, see you later, son. You do your stuff today. I'll have to if I want to pass. Good morning, Mr. schofield. Hello, hattie. Hello, verman. So long, son. So long, dad! How's you, penrod? Oh, I'm fine, thanks. Duke! Duke, go on home. Go on! I'll take Duke home. I'm going right by your house. Come on, Duke, get in there. Get in that wagon now. I'll take him home right now. Bye-bye, Rodney. Bye. Morning, Rodney! Oh. Hello.
Morning, Mr. bitts. Howdy, schofield. A little late this morning, aren't you? 3 minutes of 9:00. You know the rules of the bank. This statement of the atlas trucking company's incomplete. Will you check on it? Yes, Mr. bitts. Get it to me as quickly as you can. It'll take about 10 or 15 minutes. All right. [Loud ringing] [Students talking, shouting] Hi, penrod. Meeting today? Shh! Not so loud! 4:00. Ok, chief. I don't know what's the matter with him. 4:00. 4:00? Ok. Sam, how about wienie? Oh, he's got the mumps. Oh, these kids nowadays... They've all got something the matter with them! Yeah, they ain't got no, uh... Stamula. Yeah.
Gee! I got a pip! A thousand-dollar one! Gee! Jiggers! Here comes Rodney bitts. Whatcha got? What are you guys trying to hide? Wouldn't you like to see! Oh, I know what it is. Aww... You think he does? Oh, that nuisance doesn't know. He's a liar. Duke! Here, Duke! Come on, Duke. Whoa... Bread and butter. Ha ha ha ha! If your feet was any bigger, you'd be halfway home! Say, listen. I'll chase you right past your house. You'll never catch me, boy. I'm related to Jesse Owens! Oh, yeah? Hey! Don't do that! Here, take this one! Hey!
Cut that out, will you? Hey, penrod, penrod! He's hitting me on the head. Ow! Penrod: Let him alone! Come on, verman. Oww! [Crying] Why don't you pick on somebody your own size? Yeah, why don't you grow up? You big bully! Don't cry, verman. What's the idea of picking on a little kid? Why don't you mind your own business? I'm making it my business. You stop picking on him! Why? What'll you do about it? You hit him again and I'll do plenty. Oh, yeah? I told you to quit it! [Boys shouting] Come on, penrod! Let's go, chief! Come on! [Shouting continues] You know, they've been showing a fair profit. What's that? Sounds like a fight.
It is a fight, a couple of youngsters. They ought to be ashamed of themselves, the young hoodlums. I think one of them is Rodney. What? ! And the other's penrod! [Gasps] The disgrace! What's the matter with you? You shouldn't be... Where's my cap? Ahhh! Ahhh! [Bawling] What do you mean by such disgraceful conduct, Rodney? Fighting in the main street! I couldn't help it! They jumped me! Who jumped you? Penrod and his gang! Why, that doesn't sound like penrod, Rodney. What was the reason? I'll interrogate my son, Mr. schofield, if you don't mind. Certainly not, Mr. bitts. I was merely trying to bring out the facts in the case, because if what Rodney says is true... If what Rodney says is true? Schofield, Rodney was brought up to tell the truth always. Please don't infer that my son is a liar! Certainly not, Mr. bitts, but my boy is not a rowdy either. Penrod is not the one to employ gangster methods.
And I certainly saw nobody else engaged in the fight but Rodney and penrod. I'll get the facts from Rodney. You attend to the Rogers matter. I'll talk to you later. Go into my office, Rodney! Wash your face and hands. I'm surprised at you, Rodney. I'm surprised at you! I could understand that schofield boy, but... It was all his fault, dad. I was walking home from school, minding my own business, when him and his gang started throwing horse chestnuts at me. For no reason? I wasn't doing a thing! Penrod's just got it in for me. He hit me when I wasn't looking! And then the whole gang jumped on me! Who were these other boys? All that gang of penrod's. Gang? Yes, sir. He's got a gang that does anything he says. They even steal tires and things, and sell them! No! Well, that's what I heard. But they keep away from me because they know I'd tell on them. Maybe we'd better inquire into this gang. Stop splashing! Come on! Piggy! Shh!
Quiet! Come on! Hurry up! Coast clear, verman? Coast clear, chief. Ok, keep your eyes peeled. Everybody here? Operator 15 isn't. I know, I know. He's got the mumps. All right, all you guys. Get in your departments. Uh, beans? You take charge of the communicator. Any new applications? Uh, yes, we got 3. Well, we'll take them up at the next meeting. Has the fingerprint department got anything to report? I may have something here. Well, report it to me when you find out. Ok. How about the treasury? Same as last week. How's that? Nothing in it. If we don't watch out, we're gonna have trouble balancing our budget. Why don't you throw this department out? It's a waste of time! Aw, pipe down, stinky. Any new pictures, operator 12?
A couple. Why, that's the fella works down at Smith's grocery store. You've got to quit wasting film, slats! You're supposed to take pictures of suspicious- looking characters! How do you think we're ever gonna catch any of these fellas? We want pictures of men that look like crooks! Why, that's the chief of police. Well, I thought he looked like a crook. Ohh... All right, 14, how about those two posters you've got? Here they are. My dad just got them in this morning. A thousand dollars! Shh. Hey, fellas! Come here! I want you to take a good look at this guy so you'll know him if you ever see him. Only $200 reward? Guess he ain't a very important crook. Maybe it ain't worth our while trying to check up on him. Well, take a peek at this one! [Boys gasping and murmuring] Uh, Jack, you can post these in a conspi... conspi... Conspicuous. Well, anyway, you can post them up. Say, piggy, you moved last week, didn't you? Yeah. Well, why didn't you tell a fella? Now I gotta move all you guys around again! Where'd you move to?
Auburn street. See, I'll take you from here... And put you... There. [Clucking, barking] [Verman hollering] What's the matter with you, bad dog? If you don't stop chasing chickens, somebody'll tie a can to your tail! Bad dog! Everything ok out there now, verman? Ok, chief. Good. [Bangs gavel] We will now take up the question of new operators. Has any of you fellas any suggestions for proposing anyone? I have. I'd like to propose Dan hickey. He's a good guy. Yeah! Yeah! He's kind of skinny. Well, maybe. But he's a regular guy, and he's mentally and intell... Intellectually. Well, anyhow, he's a darn brainy kid, and I think we can use him. Yeah, but he only weighs 64 pounds. You mean with all his clothes on? Yeah, that's not enough for his height. Why, he's taller than I am. Well, we can fatten him up.
I'll get him my mother's diet list. She took it to get thin and gained 15 pounds on it! Ok, what do you say? Let's vote on him. All those in favor, thumbs up, and those against, thumbs down. Well, I guess he's in. Notify him and send him an application blank. Anybody else? Uh... I'd like to propose Rodney bitts. [All hollering] [Gavel] Order! Order! Order! First crack out of the box, he'd hightail it over to his old man's bank and start blattin'. You mean lying'. Now wait a minute, fellas. Just because I had a fight with him... Well, he had no business picking on verman! I know, but remember this: We're g-men, and a g-man can't let his feelings influence his personal judgment. If you think Rodney would be a good operator, why... Then maybe he would, if we took him in hand and trained him right. It's up to you to take him in with us. If you ask me, he's still a pain. [Gavel] Order. We'll put him through the ropes. You never can tell.
He may turn out to be a regular guy under our system. He's still a pain. [Gavel] Order! We'll vote on him. All those in favor, thumbs up; Those against, thumbs down. Well, I guess that settles that. [All hollering] [Humming] Oh, Delia, you'll make some hollandaise for the asparagus. Mr. schofield's so fond of it. If he don't quit eating all those fancy sauces, he's gonna lose his waistline. But you will make it? You know, penrod likes it, too. [Giggling] I kind of like it myself. [Door closes] Oh, there you are, dear. You're a little late, aren't you? Yep. Why, what's the matter, dear? You look as if you've lost your last friend. Yes, well I don't look half as bad as I feel. Penrod home yet? Not yet, dear. Has anything happened to him? No, but something's going to. Frank, tell me. What's wrong? Well, penrod's been fighting today. He has?
Ohh, with whom? Rodney bitts. Rodney bitts, that hulk. If he's beaten penrod... He didn't. I wish he had... Almost. Why, Frank schofield! I do! It all depends upon whose ox is gored. I suppose if Rodney had been the winner, old man bitts would have gloating all afternoon instead of telling me my boy was a gangster and a rowdy and ought to be in the bastille. He said that? Well, practically. Well, he'd better pay attention to his own son. I hope penrod gave Rodney a good thrashing. [Chuckling] Well, from the little look I got of it, he didn't do a bad job. You saw them fight? They were fighting right outside the bank, right on main street. But darling, why didn't you stop them? Oh, bitts and I ran around to stop them, but by the time we got to the front door the fight was over and everybody had disappeared... Everybody except Rodney, who came crying in to his father and telling how penrod and his gang... Well, that's what he called them... Had jumped on him without giving him a chance. I don't believe it. Of course you don't, and I don't. But old man bitts does, and it isn't going to make it any easier for me to have him think that. There are 100 boys up there at that school that he could have fights with, and it would mean nothing in my life. But no... He's got to pick out the son of the man I work for to beat up! What are you going to say to him?
Plenty! Now, Frank, please control yourself. Maybe it wasn't penrod's fault. I don't care whose fault it was! I will not have penrod fighting with Rodney! [Whistling] Duke, come on. [Whistling] Hi, mom! Hi, dad! You better go wash your hands and face, dear. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes. Yes, mother. Just a moment, penrod! What would you think if you saw your father fighting and rolling around in the street, punching another man and acting like a... I don't know what. Well, if you saw him picking on somebody you thought you oughta protect, or maybe he said something about your family. I don't care what the provocation was. I will not have you disgracing your mother and me by street fighting. Well, if you're speaking for me, dear, I think the reason is penrod... Will you please keep out of this? You don't understand boys the way I do. I think I understand my own son. Why, you told him yourself that it was his duty to protect the weak at all times. I will not have him behaving like a young hoodlum! You don't have to shout. You've asked the boy a question... he answered you. Now you're angry because he has.
You don't even give him a chance to explain. I don't think that's being fair. I'll talk to you later, penrod... Alone. Yes, sir. And you go without your supper. Never mind, dear. Delia, I want you to fix penrod's dinner on a tray for him and take it up to his room. Is he sick? Shhh. He's being punished. What's he done now? I don't know, Delia. Is the supreme court mad at him? Who? The supreme court... Mr. schofield. Well, you'd think it was a matter for the supreme court, the amount of importance given to it. Well, maybe this hollandaise sauce will make him feel better. I hope so. [Barking] [Barking] Hello, Duke! I oughta be out in the doghouse with you instead of you coming up here with me. You know that, Duke? Hmm? You like that? Huh? [Laughing] That's a good dog, that's a good dog. [Footsteps]
Make yourself scarce, Duke! Go on! Here's your dinner, penrod. Thanks, Delia. Now, I can't give you no second helpings on account of your daddy, so I just kind of beared down on this first one. Is dad still mad? Mm-hmm! And I ain't gonna make him no madder by staying up here talking to you. You could fry an egg right on the back of his neck now. Duke. Aww, that's all right. I wasn't hungry anyway. Was it good, pal? Hey, Duke. Was it good? Hmm? Was it good? Aren't you going to eat your dinner? Well, what's the matter with it? Nothing. I'm not hungry. Yes, sir? Delia, you'd... You'd better take some dinner up to penrod. Oh, I done that before I served you, Mr. schofield. I got your favorite dessert, Ms. schofield. Thank you, Delia. I don't care for any. Well, then I'll make you a good strong cup of tea. Please, Delia.
[Whistling] If penrod did that, you'd lecture him! [Stops] Where are you going? I'm going to have a talk with that young man. You'd better finish your dinner. I have finished it. Frank schofield, don't you dare lay a hand on that boy. No? [Footsteps] Make yourself scarce, Duke! Hurry up! Penrod... Your mother is all upset about what happened today, so I told her that I'd have a talk with you and get some explanation of your conduct. Go on now, tell it to me in your own way. I'll listen. Well, there wasn't much to it, dad. Sam and piggy and I were coming home from school, and Rodney was throwing chestnuts at verman, and those things hurt. Verman couldn't make Rodney stop, so... I did. Well, that differs from Rodney's version of it. I'll bet it does, but that's what happened. You can ask any of the fellas. I don't have to ask the fellows. Don't you think I believe you? I didn't want to fight with him... Not that I'm scared to. I wouldn't have minded going up an alley with him. I didn't want to fight on the street. Did any of the other boys take part in the fight?
You know... pile on? No. That's what Rodney told his father. He would. Well, they didn't have to. Sam and piggy knew I could lick him. Well, you see, penrod, Mr. bitts believes his boy just the same as I believe you. Now, it isn't very pleasant for me to have to listen to Mr. bitts tell me all day long what a terrible rowdy you are and how you bully a gang at school who'll do anything you tell them to do. Now, I don't like it. Why don't you take a sock at old bitts? You can do it. [Clears throat] Possibly. But Mr. bitts is the one person in this town, outside of the police force, I am not going to take a sock at. I've got to consider my job. If I didn't have you and your mother to think about, I might be tempted to at times. But I've got to be diplomatic... The same as I'd want you to be. You see, when you and Rodney have fights of this sort, it only bounces back on me. And so for my sake, I want you to be... A little nicer to Rodney than you would be probably to the rest of the boys. You see that, don't you? Yes, sir. I'm not asking you to be a softy, but try and get along with Rodney the way I try and get along with his father. You don't want me to apologize to him, do you? No, no, I don't want you to do that, but I do think it would be fine if tomorrow you acted as though nothing had happened and probably were a little nicer to Rodney than maybe you have been. After school, invite him to join in and play whatever games you boys play. I never see Rodney after school. Why not?
Just don't go around with our gang, that's all. There's another thing I want to talk to you about, penrod... This gang of yours. Of course, I know some of the boys, but... Mr. bitts said something this afternoon that had me worried. You know... What do you and the boys do after school? That is, until you come home. You didn't get in tonight until quite late. Well... We just go around together. Doing what? Oh, nothing much. You mean to say that you put in the time from 3:00 until 6:00 going around doing nothing? Come on, I'm waiting. I can't tell you, dad. Well, is it something you're ashamed to tell me? No, sir. Well, then I think I have a right to know. It might be something I wouldn't approve. Well, it wouldn't be fair to the g... Boys. All right. Tomorrow after school, you come home and you stay home. And the next day, you do the same thing. In that way, I'll know where you are and what you're doing. Wait a minute, dad. Maybe I can tell you. Yes. I can swear you in so you can be one of us, but...
Then you'll be under oath not to tell anyone. What is it, a secret organization? Will you take the oath? Yes, I'll take the oath. Raise your right hand. I promise to be a real 100% American. I promise to be a real 100% American. And to do my bit to help prevent crime. And to do my bit to help prevent crime. And to keep my eyes open. And to keep my eyes open. And if I ever see any suspicious-looking characters... And if I ever see any suspicious-looking characters... Or get any clues... Or get any clues... To get in touch with the police immediately. To get in touch with the police immediately. And furthermore... And furthermore... I promise... I promise... To never reveal the identity of my fellow workers. To never reveal the identity of my fellow workers. Now you're a g-man! A g-man! So that's it, huh? Well, that's fine. Isn't it awfully quiet up there? Maybe the fireworks ain't started yet. Oh dear, I wish penrod wouldn't fight.
That Rodney bitts! Yeah! If he was a boy of mine, I'd lay a black hand on his resting place. Oh dear, I hope he doesn't whip him. And that's the way we operate. I see. Well, look... Couldn't we get Rodney to come in with us? Nope. The boys won't have him, dad. Oh, they might if you used your influence. No, you see, I'm like the vice president. I haven't got anything to say about it except in the case of a tie, and Rodney hasn't even come close to getting that many votes. Well anyway, I'll have something to tell Mr. bitts now if he calls you boys gangsters again. No, you mustn't, dad! You can't! You swore not to say anything. Oh, that's right. Well, anyway, I feel better. [Laughing] So do I. You want to come downstairs now? Yeah. Oh... I'll be down in a few minutes. All right, chief. See what my number is. 13! I should have joined earlier. [Both laugh]
Not that I'm superstitious, but I should've. Penrod: Ok, dad, I'll be down in about 5 minutes. [Door closes] Duke! Duke, come here! Duke, you know what? You've got to get out of here. Yep. Will you sign these, please? Oh, uh... Mr. Bitts. I haven't had a chance to mention this before today, but I had a talk with my boy last night. Yes? First I want to tell you how sorry I am that such a thing had to happen, and penrod is very much upset about it, too. Well, he should be. Yes, sir. But he's told me that from now on, he and the g... uh, the boys... will be the best of friends. I'm sure that Rodney will be a very good influence for them. I'm sure he will be, yes, sir, but I have penrod's assurance that from now on there will be no more fighting. [Loud crying] Dad, he killed me! [Crying] Dad, he killed me! Rodney, what's happened? Penrod hit me! Penrod! Penrod! Penrod! Why, the little hoodlum!
Now wait a minute, bitts, wait a minute. Wait a minute, nothing! I've had enough! That brat of yours ought to be in the reform school! You can't talk that way about my boy! It's time somebody did something about him, the dirty little sneak! Sneak! If anybody's a sneak, it's that boy right there! You take that back! I'll take nothing back! You get out of here! I'll get out of here, but... You get out of here! You take your hands off me! Do you realize that I'm the president...? I don't care who you are! You can't put your hands on me that way! That brat of yours will end up in the penitentiary! Oh, Mr. bitts! Talk about my boy! You better watch your own boy, that's what I think. [Woman screams] Rodney: Get him, dad! Get him! Come on, dad! Sock him! Get him, dad! [People talking at once] Mr. bitts!
Mr. bitts! Get your hands off me! Let go of my foot! Get your hands off me! Yes, sir. Yes, sir. You're through! You're fired! And you men get back to work! You get inside... oof! Ha ha ha ha ha! Get in there! You're the cause of this whole thing! [Mr. bitts muttering] [Door slams] Duke! Is that you, penrod? Yes, mother. Penrod... Penrod. You've been fighting again. I don't blame your father. He's perfectly right. You're getting to be a regular little roughneck. Wait until he comes home and sees the condition you're in. [Door closes] Frank, you've got to do something about... What's happened, dear? Well, I've been fighting.
Fighting? Yes. With whom? Old man bitts. Bitts of all people! Now I know you've gone crazy. And you have the nerve to stand up and lecture your son... Oh! Did you lick him, dad? Me, too. Shake! Sam: Well, why didn't he? But the umpire said it wasn't any good! Well, they could at least said he was safe. What's slats up to? Looks like he's got something hot. Who is it? Looks like the guy on the poster that's wanted for bigamy. Yep! He's got the same kind of hat and the poster said he always carried a cane. Hot diggety! There's $1,000 reward for him! Oh, boy! Come on, slats, get him. Nitwit! That's our new minister. I never saw him before. That makes your score 100% perfect for guys you never saw before. [Groans]
We better put him in another department. He's gone screwy with that camera. Yeah, the next thing you know, he'll be taking X-ray pictures of his aunt Lulu's gallstones. [Woman screams] [Siren wailing] [Gunshots] What was that? Sounds like backfiring of a car. Yeah? Well, that's gunfire! Verman? Verman? What's all that noise, mommy? I don't know, child. It sounds like guns. You come on... Get in here! [Kids screaming] Cop: Look out for those kids! Hang on, boys! Verman, crying: Mommy! Cop: Come on, children! Get going! Who is it? It's Mrs. diggs, the washwoman. Here, doctor! Doctor!
My mama! I want my mama! Mama! I want my mommy! I want my mom! Mama! I want my mommy! Verman, don't cry. Gotta grit your teeth. Remember, you're a g-man. That's right. Smile, just a little. I want my mommy! [Sobbing] Penrod, will you please stop that? What's the matter with you? You know what's the matter. Now, verman's all right. He's with friends of his mother. Is he gonna live with them all the time? Well, no. They're poor people with a lot of children of their own. But don't worry, dear. He'll be provided for. The county takes good care of little boys like him. Well, why did they have to send him to an orphan asylum? Now, there's nothing wrong with an orphan asylum. Well, I still can't see why dad won't let us adopt him. I've explained why. Oh, dad gives me a...
Well, here's good news. Yes? They got one of those gangsters. Only one? The abandoned car was discovered about 20 feet off the main road this side of meadow creek bridge. The dead man was found slumped in the back seat. The g-men will get 'em. The cops has got every road blocked. I hope they shoot every doggone one of them! Penrod! Don't be so bloodthirsty. Well, they killed verman's mother, didn't they? I know but that's no reason... well? Now darling, you'd better run along. Wash your hands and face. It's just about dinner time. Oh, all right. What's the matter with him? He's still worrying about poor little verman. Oh. Why, you sap! What are you trying to do, throw out a flare so those bulls can start blasting? They can't shoot me. I'm out of season. Aw, save your wisecracks. What are you gonna do, sit here until they call out the militia? Yeah, it looks like they already have. I'm so hungry I could eat the bark off this tree. Well, you got your cut of the dough.
Why don't you hop into town and grab yourself a hamburger? No, I'll press the button and have one delivered. I'll press you in the button if you don't shut up. But dad, why can't you... Now see here, penrod, you've got to stop this nonsense. I've told you before we can't adopt verman. Now, you're old enough to understand that. Sure, I understand. But that's what I'm trying to tell you. Nobody wants him or cares what happens to him. Well, you'll have to quit carrying the world on your shoulders. Mother: You've got a lot of homework, penrod. You better get started at it. Now, run along, be a good boy. We'll be back in a couple of hours. Oh, all right. Good night, mother. Good night, son. That's the first time he hasn't kissed me. Well Frank, you are a little hard on him. He's very fond of verman. He's all upset about it. Well, he'll just have to snap out of it, that's all. Father: And remember a 2-low trump bid is not a demand bid. Oh, don't start that. [Doorbell rings] Buzz: Oh, Mrs. schofield, is verman with penrod?
Why, no. I'd... Do you know where he is? No, why? He's gone! We thought maybe he was over here. He's been gone for a couple hours, and we can't find him anyplace. See, I told you. He's run away. Oh, nonsense. He's probably around at one of the neighbors'. Oh no, Mr. schofield. We looked everywhere. I knew he didn't want to go to the orphan asylum. You're making a Mountain out of a molehill. Yeah, well he's gone, isn't he? Wait a minute, buzz, I'll go with you. We'll find him. You're not going to leave this house tonight. I've gotta. Just tell me where the money is. OLD MAN: I bet you're a good student. Yeah. Thanks for the drink. Sure. I should get going. BROTHER: Sorry I got you into this, bro. Sorry I dragged you into this.
MAN 2: Last chance. BROTHER: Don't tell him, bro. Please, don't shoot him. BROTHER: Don't do it. MAN 2: It's up to you. BROTHER: Don't you tell him, bro. Don't tell him. Under the floorboards in the kitchen. MAN 2: There you go. DRIVER: Gary, I'm sorry. BROTHER: It's okay. I'm sorry. It's gonna be okay, bro. It's gonna be okay. No! MAN 1: Oh, Jesus, man, no. DRIVER: No! [BROTHER GASPING] MAN 3: Gotta get that money.
Jesus, man. DRIVER: Gary! Told you wouldn't shoot him. Watch him. MAN 4: Okay. TELEMARKETER: See if he's lying. MAN 3: I got it. [INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE] TELEMARKETER: Lift this up in the bag. MAN 4: Hey. Hey. Smile for the camera. Smile for the camera. [♪♪♪] [SCREAMING] I didn't know. I didn't know that was gonna happen. Don't, please. He made us do it. Please don't hurt me. I'm not gonna hurt you. [DOOR OPENS] [GASPS] [♪♪♪]
[LOCK CLICKS] [ENGINE STARTS] [TIRES SCREECHING] OLD MAN: Smile for the camera. I'm gonna kill you all. CICERO: They killed him. What do you mean they killed him? He was dead. At least for a little while anyway. The hospital pronounced him DO A. [♪♪♪] DOCTOR: Can you hear me? Bullet hit, ricocheted around his skull, came out his cheek. He's got a plate holding the back of his head together. I mean, this guy refused to die. And now, he must be going after everyone in that video. [♪♪♪] You said you wouldn't be late. Where have you been? I caught a case. You're supposed to take Tommy to his game. You made me late for my class. I'm sorry, it's a big deal, this case. I saw it on TV. I do not wanna hear about it. You want me to have full custody? I will take custody.
COP: You know I don't want that. Then take him to his baseball game. Okay. All right. What's up, champ? What position they got you playing? Don't play much. Well, you got an arm like a cannon. I don't know why they wouldn't let you. I know. Maybe I should have a talk with that coach. Maybe pinch-hit or something. What do you say? [PHONE RINGING] Hello? CICERO: Hey, it's Cicero. There's been another shooting. This could be our guy. Yeah. Mallory wants you down at the scene. Okay, I'll be there in a little bit. 4045 Danson Road. Got it? I'll be there in an hour. [LINE DISCONNECTS] Hey, you know what, I'm not gonna make it in today. I'm taking my son to a baseball game. It's really important that I be there.
Well, you know what? That's just too bad. All right, bye. Good grief. Can you imagine that? I already told them I had a ball game to go to today. [♪♪♪] [CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS] Incredible. You're a full two hours late. John, did you--? So, what do we got? What do you got? Guy did the world a favor on this one. Found out who shot our snuff films. Excuse me. So we got a telemarketer, a sex offender. What's next, a lawyer? Whole shebang just got a lot weirder. Witnesses placed a second shooter at the scene. After our suspect whacked Mr. Rogers, he had a little shootout in the hall. Maybe an armed neighbor. Uh-uh. No one recognized this dude. They exchanged gunfire then disappeared. Both of them. COP: The second shooter, any description? The word "beautiful" came up. Beautiful?
Like a movie star. KILLER: He punked me. He's really that good? KILLER [OVER HEADSET]: Good's not even the right word. I mean, you know, the dude's completely artless. I mean, there's no sophistication to him whatsoever. But he's pure, you know? No fear, no hesitation. There's nothing. He as fast as you? No, he's faster. You'll get him. How can you be so sure, hey? Because you always do. KILLER: Baby. Yeah? Marry me. MAN: Hey, mister. [INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE] Goddamn it. Shit. [LAUGHING] Is that what I think it is? Oh, the tattoo? Yeah. Tattoo.
Yeah, I was in the L.A. Crash Unit before I got transferred up here. Guns blazing, ass-kicking cops with porno mustaches? That Crash? Yeah, is it so hard for you to believe? Yeah. Can I get in there? That's where I met Marina, actually. She was my Cl. You married your snitch? Dude, that is wrong on so many levels. Well, she was in really bad shape. Got in rehab and we fell in love and there you go. Was she the only one in rehab? That's ancient history. You sure about that, Hoss? Listen, I got 10 days to retirement. Full benefits for me and my family, so why would I screw that up? It's all I got. COP: All right. Let's go. How long you been clean? Since my son was born. Good for you. [DOOR OPENS] MAN: David, come on. WOMAN: David, did you forget something? You forgot my hug.
BO Y: Love you, Mommy. [♪♪♪] [ENGINE STARTS] Good job. [DOOR CLOSES] [FOOTSTEPS] [BAB Y BABBLING] Oh, my God. You can't do this. Why did you come? There's nothing for you here. Why did you make me stop coming to see you in prison? I didn't see any sense of three wasted lives. Three? Was that him? The boy? David? You shouldn't think... You did a dime. David's 8. Do the math. When you cut me off, I gave the baby up. Did you find a good family? I had an abortion. I'm sorry. [SOBBING] [♪♪♪] [BAB Y CRYING] All right.
They know what you're doing. I saw it on TV. I hope you kill them all. [♪♪♪] PRIEST: Shall we begin? [GUNSHOTS] [LAUGHING] Fair enough. Fair enough. [LAUGHING] Let's start a family. Family? Yeah. What's gotten into you? We'll sell the house by the lake, and we'll get a Craftsman in Pasadena. Fresh start. You're serious about this, aren't you? Yes. And what about your work? Oh, um... Well, what about it? Would you quit before this job? Absolutely. I will quit absolutely. Just like that? Just like that. Marina. Let me in for a second, I need to talk. I'm gonna stand here all day, so you may as well.
Marina. [LOCK CLICKS] WOMAN [ON TV]: --killed, the first victim was gunned down less than an hour after the suspected gunman was released from prison. While the second victim was shot-- What are you doing here? Thought you didn't care about my case. REPORTER: --to a bank robbery at Bakersfield 10 years ago. Look, I do not need you coming here and dragging us down again. Marina, if you just-- No. I am getting my associate's degree. I am trying to make something better for Tommy and me. Please take me back. It'll be okay. It's not okay. Marina, I'm begging you. I'm begging you, please. God. Get off your knees. Marina, please. Just please-- Don't touch me. Do not touch me. Give me the dope. I don't have any dope. Give it to me. Okay. Here. It's all I got. Look, I'll go to rehab.
I swear to God I will. Let's go. Let's go right now. After the case, I gotta finish the case. Well, I can't just walk out on that. I just wanna be with you for one night. I mean, you know, with Tommy and-- Please. Just one night. [MAN SINGING IN SPANISH ON RADIO] MAN 1 [ON RADIO]: Radio-- MAN 2: Twenty-five dollar gift cert-- EVANGELIST: Brother, put down that bottle. Put down that cocaine, that methamphetamine. Put down that .45, that .38 and that .357 Magnum. EVANGELIST [ON RADIO]: So precious to each one of us. Why? The night is far gone, the day is at hand. Those that live by the sword will die by the sword, unless they learn to forgive. God made life so fragile and so precious for each one of us. You will never truly be free unless you learn to-- BOUNCER 1: Yo, I gotta take a leak. I'll be right back. BOUNCER 2: Hold up, big man, I gotta check you.
Arms up. [INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE] BOUNCER 2: Got any weapons on you besides these guns here? I'm only kidding, man. Go on, have a good time. CASHIER: Welcome to the gentlemen's club. It's a two-drink minimum tonight, baby. [RICH ROSSI'S "LEAN'N" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS] My man. Hey, what's up, big dog? I'm great. Right. [SPEAKING INSISTINCTLY] Wake up, Joe. Huh? [♪♪♪] BOUNCER: I've been expecting you. Joe. Joe. Huh? Oh, Shelly. Go outside and watch the door. Only one of us is gonna make it out of here. No matter who it is, Joe, you didn't see a damn thing. Go on. All right, then. [GRUNTING]
[GASPING] I got a son. Tell him I said I'm sorry. I'm begging you. He's speed dial number three. I'm sorry. He made us take you down. [LINE RINGS] BO Y [OVER PHONE]: Hello? Hello? Your father's sorry. Who is this? Is he okay? Did something happen? Yeah. Something happened. [♪♪♪] I thought you said you were done. I have to finish this one first. You promised me you were quitting. And I will. I will quit. But after this one. No, this isn't fair. I didn't ask you to marry me. I'm sorry. You're sorry? Mm-hm. What if I told you you had to choose?
Don't. You used to be attracted to what I do. I'm your wife now. What if he kills you? Lily. [SOBS] Daddy? Yeah? I know I suck at baseball. You don't have to pretend like I'm good. You'll get better. You just need to practice. Maybe you and I can throw the ball around one day. How's that? Okay. I gotta tell you a secret first, though. What, Daddy? I suck at baseball too. [BOTH LAUGH] [CLATTERING] You go to sleep, okay? I'll be back. Jesus Christ. [GROANS] Oh, Jesus. Are you okay? Look at me, look at me. Why did you do this? I'm afraid. What are you afraid of, honey?

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