Carnivàle (2003–2005): Season 2, Episode 4 - Old Cherry Blossom Road - full transcript
Still held captive in the moonshiners' camp, Ben meets his blind and elderly grandmother who reveals some family secrets and a mysterious face of death. Meanwhile, Lila confides in the rest of the riggers that she suspects Samson was responsible for Lodz' demise. Jonesy instructs Sofie to dig a large hole in the ground. In Mintern, Justin continues his mesmerizing evil sermons to his Temple of Jericho congregation, where he has a seizure when he has a vision of the threat that Ben poses to him. In Los Moscos, New Mexico, Stroud reports his progress to Justin who advises him to turn his search to looking for Ben Hawkins. Iris tries to cover up her own secrets from Dolan while imploring Justin not to keep secrets from her. Ruthie continues to see visions of the diseased Lodz and Apollonia, while Stumpy's moneymaking schemes begin to wear on Rita Sue and Libby.
2x04 - Old Cherry Blossom Road
Get along, little doggie.
Where we going, anyhow?
Get ahold of yourself!
Should've left him in the ground.
- She never would've known.
- She'd have seen.
She can't see everything!
Y'all taking me
to see the crone?
I wouldn't be calling
her that.
Not to her face, anyhow.
She got a name?
You want to know her name?!
You want to know her name?
Here's her name!
"Fuck your mouth!"
That's her name!
Her name is
"fuck your mouth!"
Lee!
You trying
to get us killed?
You okay?
I'll kill you for that.
Just go, move! Go on.
This the one
she been looking for?
Where did you
get this, boy?
None of your
goddamned business.
Are you out
of your mind?
Are you gonna
take him up?
She wants to see you first...
Lee.
- Forget it.
- Aw, Samson, come on now.
Shake the rocks
out of your head, Dreifuss.
We got standards here.
What's this gray slop?
Eggs.
Well, it ain't
what you think, boss.
Aw hell, if you
just could've been there.
If you just could've seen...
the look of joy on them,
young, shining faces. I mean...
Now was that before or after
Rita Sue flashed her blubbers?
Why you gotta make
everything so dirty?
'cause the last thing we need
is a bunch of mother hens
gum flappin' to the law
about little Johnny seeing a titty show.
Okay, well then,
we could make it clean.
You could put a church dress
and a bonnet on Rita Sue,
and it ain't gonna be clean.
Matter of fact,
it might even be a little dirtier,
long as it comes down
to knickers in the end.
After sunset!
Where's Angus?
- Took off.
- Shit.
Said he's tired of working
with a split-tail.
Ain't that what he said?
Didn't say nothing
like that to me.
Seen that extra pair
of gloves?
Ain't you got gloves?
I did.
but I don't no more.
Hell, Jonesy, she can't even
carry her end of the load.
Shut the hell up, Burley.
Girl's ma died.
She's just trying
to find her way.
Maybe you ought to grow a pair
and can her ass.
What was that?
Nothing.
Damn right, nothing.
You.
Follow me.
You two,
get to the ten-in-one.
All right, break time.
Four feet wide...
Eight feet long...
Four feet deep.
/* A mighty fortress is our god */
/* A bulwark never failing */
/* But still our ancient foe */
/* Does seek to work us woe... */
- Good morning, Iris.
- Good morning.
- I thought we had help.
- Just because we have Celeste,
doesn't mean I can't take down
some laundry from time to time.
Idle hands.
Celeste.
What is it?
Oh, I'm afraid
she's not working out.
/* And though the world
with devils filled */
/* Should threaten
to undo us... */
Celeste?
It's all right.
It's all over now.
It's all over now.
Y'all live here?
Sometimes.
What's that smell?
She likes cats.
What the hell is that?
Her.
Is that her?
Better days.
Lee?
Your turn.
Hey. Hey!
Lemme outta here,
god damn it!
Hey.
H ey.
You're his boy.
I've been waiting
so long for you.
Who are you?
You and me is blood, boy.
I'm your grandma.
You smell
something burning?
Nope.
Didn't know Janes
could pesspire like that.
What's the matter, Fletch?
Ain't you never made
a woman sweat before?
I say she won't go more than 40 minutes
before she passes out.
No. She's tough.
She's got two hours in her.
Half of a bean says
she keels in 30.
You in?
Nope.
Hey, Stump!
I'm gonna be coming
into some dough here real soon.
Oh yeah?
That's real nice.
- How's Rita Sue?
- She's fine.
She is that, all right.
Hey, uh,
I was wondering...
What?
If you could...
Squeeze me in tonight.
You know?
Sorry.
What do you mean sorry?
Rita don't roll with trade.
It's bad for business.
What about Jonesy?
What about him?
He got hisself a piece.
It was good
for business then.
Forget it.
Here's the stairs.
There you go.
- You got it.
- Yeah, I got you, sonny.
Did he ever say
anything about me?
About why he left us?
- There was people after him.
- People? What people?
Ern!
- How'd she get out?
- I don't know.
Are those your cousins
down there?
Cousins?
Yeah, I guess they are.
You know, Ben,
those boys are jealous of you.
- They'd like to see you dead.
- Grammy, that ain't true.
- It ain't like that, ain't right.
- No. No.
- Is that right?
- Oh, surely is.
Go on, ask Lee.
He'll tell you.
Grammy, if you need anything,
we can bring-bring it...
- right upstairs to you, you know.
- That's right.
You know your daddy
grew up in this house.
Oh, my baby.
So pretty when he was
a young 'un.
He had long ringlets
and perfect little hands.
Ma'am, you have any idea where
my daddy might be now?
Questions!
All you do is ask questions.
I'm talking about your daddy!
Ooh.
You smell just like him.
Hey, what was
the name of the deal?
Chubb Bouchet did down in mobile?
What did he call that?
The lunch counter.
Yeah, that was it.
The lunch counter.
That was it.
Maybe you ought to give that a whirl.
- Forget it.
- Come on, honey.
It'll be like old times.
Honey pie, if that's your idea
of a trip down memory lane,
I think I'll stick to the highway.
What's "the lunch counter"?
Quickest way to make
a heap a sugar, kiddo.
You line up all the johnnies
in the blow-off,
and then you squat down
on the edge of the stage
and you clip them each a nickel
so they can lick your snatch.
Right there in the tent?
- No, that ain't it.
- Oh really? Then what is it, Felix?
Well, for starters,
you don't charge them a nickel.
Four bits, minimum.
Uh-huh. It's low.
Hey, Lib. Get a load
of this feather trim!
No, it ain't low!
God damn it,
we are painting ourselves
into a real corner,
passing up
a lot of opportunities!
Just this morning,
I had to turn away Burley.
- Burley?
- Times is hard, baby.
We got to look to manifest our...
diversity.
- You in the hole again, daddy?
- No!
No, honey.
No.
Just business is all.
Pitching in to help keep
this flea circus rolling.
Well, I could do it.
What?
The lunch counter.
It don't sound so bad.
Hell, your mom's right.
That is a dumb idea.
I don't know why
I even thought of it.
Can I help you?
Might I have a word
with you, sir?
About what?
Well, it's just routine.
Perhaps your personal feelings
for my sister
are clouding your objectivity.
Justin, I'm not the only one
who's going to come to this conclusion.
The waitress could've
been mistaken.
And as for Eleanor, given her history,
she's hardly reliable.
Okay, maybe Iris won't be
convicted in a court of law.
But in the court of public opinion?
If word of this gets out,
we'll never recover.
You're talking about
a woman's life, Tommy.
My sister's.
I will not condemn her
based on such flimsy evidence.
I need more than
just two women saying maybe.
Hiya, Sof.
Brought you something.
I can't.
Aw come on,
you can knock off for a spell.
Wet your whistle.
You know them fellows
got a pool going?
They think you're not
gonna make it.
They can think
whatever they want.
I don't care.
You gonna show them, huh?
I'm not here
to prove anything.
Then what are you
doing here?
It beats curling up and dying.
That's what I'd do if I had
to read those goddamn cards.
What's Jonesy got I ain't got?
Cat got your tongue? Hmm?
No. Thought maybe it was
a rhetorical question.
Nothing retardical about it.
I just wanna know.
You sure?
Yeah.
A limp.
What makes you
so special, hmm?
You're nothing
but a whore.
Maybe I'll just come by,
pay you a visit.
Come on by, loverboy,
I'll send you home
wearing your dick like a necktie!
I'll be waiting up,
honey!
Don't forget to bring
your wallet!
That's a lot of dough.
Yes, it is.
You reckon he's dead?
I do.
Maybe he's got hisself
a girlfriend.
He got me.
I think somebody
did him in.
Who?
Who's running
the show now?
That little fellow?
Naw, he wouldn't hurt a fly.
Plenty big enough
to pull a trigger.
Now, wait, wait a minute.
This here is crazy talk.
It's something
to think about.
Then again he might
show up tomorrow,
big as life
and twice as ornery.
He'll be back.
Let's go.
Telefono.
Si, se?or.
I would like to place
a collect call.
Justin Crowe,
Mintern, California.
Stroud.
Scudder has got a boy
looking for him.
See if you can find him.
You want me
to take care of him?
No, no.
Just follow him.
The boy may lead you
to the man.
/* Abide with me */
/* Fast falls the eventide... */
Owen Scudder.
Uncle.
There's your Unc' Gilbert.
And, uh...
Here's your grandpa,
my dear, dear husband Hilton.
He was a very good man,
my Hilton.
A mighty powerful grand dragon
in these parts.
And an elk.
He was a pallbearer
at General Nate forrest's funeral.
How about that?
I can't say
I know who that is.
He founded the Klan, boy.
Him and your grandaddy,
they had great plans
for this country,
but he died before his time.
Rest his soul.
They all did.
They all died on the same day.
Yes, terrible thing.
What-- What happened?
They're with Jesus now.
Some kind of accident?
People die.
Best you accept it now, boy.
Ain't never an accident.
/* Folks, here's a story
'bout Minnie the moocher */
/* She was a red hot
hootchy-kootcher... */
I didn't hear you.
Your pa said there was
some problem with the stage.
Oh, over there.
One of the floorboards
keeps squeaking.
- Don't mind me.
- Oh, I don't.
/* But Minnie had a heart
as big as a whale */
/* Hi-dee-hi */
/* Hi-dee-hi */
/* Oh oh oh oh oh-oh oh */
/* Oh oh oh oh oh-oh oh */
/* He-di-he-di-he-di he-di */
/* He-di-he-di-he-di he-di */
/* Yeah-eh-eh-eh-eh */
/* Yeah-eh-eh-eh-eh */
/* She messed around
with a bloke named Smoky */
/* She loved him though he was cokey */
/* He took her down to Chinatown */
/* And he showed her how to kick */
/* The gong around */
/* Hi-dee-hi */
/* Hi-dee-hi **/
/* Oh oh oh oh oh-oh oh... */
Lib...
How do you expect Mr. Jones to do
his work while you're prancing around?
Just a loose floorboard.
Be done in a jiffy.
/* She had a dream
about the king of Sweden */
/* He gave her things
that she was needin' */
/* He gave her a home
built of gold and steel */
/* A diamond car
with big platinum wheels... */
That ought to do it.
/* He gave her his townhouse
and his racing horses */
/* Each meal she ate was a dozen-- */
That song don't work for me.
I like it.
Matter of fact,
I thought it worked real well.
Take a lesson from me, girl,
don't fuck where you eat.
I ain't you, mama.
Oh, shit.
/* A mighty fortress is our god */
/* A bulwark never failing */
/* Our helper he... */
Friends, I come before you today
deeply moved by your presence here.
There is a dark lie
festering in the heart
of our nation today.
Our founding fathers articulated
the inalienable rights
of every true American:
- Liberty...
- That's right!
- Equality...
- Yes!
And the right
to pursue happiness.
And yet,
somewhere along the way
we lost those glorious truths.
Hallelujah!
We have all been led
to believe
that through honest labor,
industry and optimism
we can achieve success
and enjoy prosperity.
But what of you? What of you,
brothers and sisters,
who have worked so hard,
toiling and tending the land,
only to see it snatched away?
Not by god,
brothers and sisters,
but by man!
By the banks.
Yes!
By the craven men
who run the banks!
These men...
These money-changers...
They have feasted for centuries
on the fatted cow that was Europe.
And now that the heartland of our nation
is transformed into a desert,
they turn their gluttonous eye
upon our misery
and they gobble up your farms!
How do you do this
without being able to see?
I don't have eyes.
That don't mean I can't see.
It's in here somewhere.
What is it?
A surprise.
- What is this?
- What?
Some kind of...
Some kind of mask.
That's my Henry's death-mask.
He's dead?
What've you done?
This whole day
you didn't say he was dead.
You broke it.
It was an accident.
There are no accidents.
Why didn't you tell me?
I thought you knew.
What you got there?
Something your daddy
left for you.
Something real pretty.
I'll show it to you,
only you gotta close your eyes first.
Close them.
They're closed.
No, they're not.
No peeking.
Can I look now?
Yes.
He wanted you to have it.
You'll need it
where you're going.
Where am I going?
Where the dog and the wolf
howl at the moon.
Where's that at?
You'll see.
And what of the fruits of our labor,
brothers and sisters?
Ashes and dust,
and a pitiful alphabet soup
of federal programs.
The N.R.A.!
The W.P.A.!
Is this our american dream?
Justin! Get away! Justin?
People, people,
please!
Justin, what is it?
Justin, what is it?
He means to kill me.
It's all right.
Get some water!
People, please!
It's chamomile.
Thank you, Iris.
Please let me call Dr. Ashford.
No, no, no, I'm fine.
I'm just overly tired,
that's all.
Justin...
Why did you say,
"He means to kill me"?
Who is it?
You look tired, my dear.
If you are in danger,
you have to tell me.
I don't know
what I was saying.
Justin, thousands of people
hear you every week.
Some of them are
bound to be unbalanced.
If you've been threatened,
I have to know.
My only enemy is time.
There's so much to do.
- Then let me help you.
- You do help me, dear.
The way you've organized
the volunteers. I've seen how--
That's not what I mean!
I can protect you,
but not if there are things
I know nothing about.
There are discussions
I'm not privy to.
Nothing of significance.
I've seen you and Tommy
whispering behind closed doors.
We never had secrets
between us, Alexsei.
Tommy is no threat to you.
He does what he's told.
I don't understand why
you've opened up this door, Justin.
This door was already open, Iris.
If anything happens to me,
it will be on your head as well.
I will not be sacrificed!
Have a nice visit?
Don't play with it.
I'm leaving now.
Why y'all keep her like that?
Locked up like
some kind of animal.
Let me tell you
something, son,
that old gal crazy as
a shithouse rat.
It's true.
The night your daddy was born,
she went and got herself
a boning knife,
killed every last one of them.
Grandpa Hilton,
Uncle Owen, Gilbert,
Alvin Sr.
She went bed to bed...
Slit their throats.
Do you know
how much blood a man has in him?
After she was done,
she clawed her eyes out.
In the morning,
they found her in the kitchen,
sitting there and singing.
"Abide with me."
/* Abide with me */
- /* Fast falls the-- */
- Shut up. Just shut up!
That's mine.
You come back
whenever you want.
Always room for kin
at the table.
That'll do.
I said that'll do.
I'm not done.
Yeah, you are.
God damn it, Sofie.
Why're you doing this?
It's my job.
There's lots of other jobs.
I like this one.
It ain't about the job.
- You know that.
- Why don't you tell me what it's about?
All right. It's about you and me
and goddamn Rita Sue,
and what all happened
that night with Libby.
Well, ain't it?
No.
It isn't.
Sof, look at what
you're doing to yourself!
Your face is burnt
and your hands are raw.
Your lips are bleeding.
You're hurting yourself.
I don't care.
I want to work.
I wanna work so hard
that there's nothing else
left of me but the work.
She tried to kill me, Jonesy.
She set the fire.
And she was holding me.
She wouldn't let me go.
You saw.
- She was just scared.
- No.
She wanted us to die.
She wanted me to die.
What did I do to make her
hate me so much?
Nothing deserves that.
Hello there, gentlemen!
Come on down to the bald-headed row,
gentlemen!
Move up here, boy.
Yes, sir!
It's luau time down
up in the South Pacific,
Where you can taste
the coconut meat, boys.
Rawr!
Yes, and marvel at the beauty
of Hawaii's milky mountains!
Yes, sir, gentlemen.
Be careful
of the eruptions, boys.
Be careful
of the eruptions, boys!
Because when the volcano blows,
the lava flows!
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Come up back,
gather around here, boys.
Come on down.
Come on down inside, gentlemen.
Come on around, boys.
Come on down,
because inside it's paradise found.
He's dead.
Did you hear what I said,
god damn it?
Scudder's dead!
Did the crone tell you that?
Yeah, so what if she did?
He's gone, god damn it!
He took the preacher's name with him!
He's not dead.
Of that I am certain.
I saw his death-mask.
I held it in my hands!
No, it's impossible.
What do you know?
You can't see anything
past your own hate, you son of a bitch!
Because if Scudder's dead,
you got no reason to a draw breath!
I will die, one way or another,
Ben Hawkins.
It's you who has
something greater at stake.
Sofie.
You remember them cards
you had me burn up?
Sofie, please.
I need to know something.
You stand still, you piece of shit,
or I'll kill you.
- Jesus!
- Stumpy! What're you doing?
Me? I'm just gettin'
ready for bed.
Mama, what's going on?
Nothing, baby. I thought your daddy
was somebody else.
God...
Damn.
That's my pistol-packin' mama.
I've got to say...
That was kind of exciting.
Ugh, you're stinko!
What's the matter?
You all out of dicks to suck?
What?
Oh, I'm sorry.
- I didn't know anyone was here.
- Quite all right, my dear.
I was just finishing up.
You must be the new girl.
You're awake.
I couldn't sleep.
I'm sorry.
I just can't.
It don't matter.
Get along, little doggie.
Where we going, anyhow?
Get ahold of yourself!
Should've left him in the ground.
- She never would've known.
- She'd have seen.
She can't see everything!
Y'all taking me
to see the crone?
I wouldn't be calling
her that.
Not to her face, anyhow.
She got a name?
You want to know her name?!
You want to know her name?
Here's her name!
"Fuck your mouth!"
That's her name!
Her name is
"fuck your mouth!"
Lee!
You trying
to get us killed?
You okay?
I'll kill you for that.
Just go, move! Go on.
This the one
she been looking for?
Where did you
get this, boy?
None of your
goddamned business.
Are you out
of your mind?
Are you gonna
take him up?
She wants to see you first...
Lee.
- Forget it.
- Aw, Samson, come on now.
Shake the rocks
out of your head, Dreifuss.
We got standards here.
What's this gray slop?
Eggs.
Well, it ain't
what you think, boss.
Aw hell, if you
just could've been there.
If you just could've seen...
the look of joy on them,
young, shining faces. I mean...
Now was that before or after
Rita Sue flashed her blubbers?
Why you gotta make
everything so dirty?
'cause the last thing we need
is a bunch of mother hens
gum flappin' to the law
about little Johnny seeing a titty show.
Okay, well then,
we could make it clean.
You could put a church dress
and a bonnet on Rita Sue,
and it ain't gonna be clean.
Matter of fact,
it might even be a little dirtier,
long as it comes down
to knickers in the end.
After sunset!
Where's Angus?
- Took off.
- Shit.
Said he's tired of working
with a split-tail.
Ain't that what he said?
Didn't say nothing
like that to me.
Seen that extra pair
of gloves?
Ain't you got gloves?
I did.
but I don't no more.
Hell, Jonesy, she can't even
carry her end of the load.
Shut the hell up, Burley.
Girl's ma died.
She's just trying
to find her way.
Maybe you ought to grow a pair
and can her ass.
What was that?
Nothing.
Damn right, nothing.
You.
Follow me.
You two,
get to the ten-in-one.
All right, break time.
Four feet wide...
Eight feet long...
Four feet deep.
/* A mighty fortress is our god */
/* A bulwark never failing */
/* But still our ancient foe */
/* Does seek to work us woe... */
- Good morning, Iris.
- Good morning.
- I thought we had help.
- Just because we have Celeste,
doesn't mean I can't take down
some laundry from time to time.
Idle hands.
Celeste.
What is it?
Oh, I'm afraid
she's not working out.
/* And though the world
with devils filled */
/* Should threaten
to undo us... */
Celeste?
It's all right.
It's all over now.
It's all over now.
Y'all live here?
Sometimes.
What's that smell?
She likes cats.
What the hell is that?
Her.
Is that her?
Better days.
Lee?
Your turn.
Hey. Hey!
Lemme outta here,
god damn it!
Hey.
H ey.
You're his boy.
I've been waiting
so long for you.
Who are you?
You and me is blood, boy.
I'm your grandma.
You smell
something burning?
Nope.
Didn't know Janes
could pesspire like that.
What's the matter, Fletch?
Ain't you never made
a woman sweat before?
I say she won't go more than 40 minutes
before she passes out.
No. She's tough.
She's got two hours in her.
Half of a bean says
she keels in 30.
You in?
Nope.
Hey, Stump!
I'm gonna be coming
into some dough here real soon.
Oh yeah?
That's real nice.
- How's Rita Sue?
- She's fine.
She is that, all right.
Hey, uh,
I was wondering...
What?
If you could...
Squeeze me in tonight.
You know?
Sorry.
What do you mean sorry?
Rita don't roll with trade.
It's bad for business.
What about Jonesy?
What about him?
He got hisself a piece.
It was good
for business then.
Forget it.
Here's the stairs.
There you go.
- You got it.
- Yeah, I got you, sonny.
Did he ever say
anything about me?
About why he left us?
- There was people after him.
- People? What people?
Ern!
- How'd she get out?
- I don't know.
Are those your cousins
down there?
Cousins?
Yeah, I guess they are.
You know, Ben,
those boys are jealous of you.
- They'd like to see you dead.
- Grammy, that ain't true.
- It ain't like that, ain't right.
- No. No.
- Is that right?
- Oh, surely is.
Go on, ask Lee.
He'll tell you.
Grammy, if you need anything,
we can bring-bring it...
- right upstairs to you, you know.
- That's right.
You know your daddy
grew up in this house.
Oh, my baby.
So pretty when he was
a young 'un.
He had long ringlets
and perfect little hands.
Ma'am, you have any idea where
my daddy might be now?
Questions!
All you do is ask questions.
I'm talking about your daddy!
Ooh.
You smell just like him.
Hey, what was
the name of the deal?
Chubb Bouchet did down in mobile?
What did he call that?
The lunch counter.
Yeah, that was it.
The lunch counter.
That was it.
Maybe you ought to give that a whirl.
- Forget it.
- Come on, honey.
It'll be like old times.
Honey pie, if that's your idea
of a trip down memory lane,
I think I'll stick to the highway.
What's "the lunch counter"?
Quickest way to make
a heap a sugar, kiddo.
You line up all the johnnies
in the blow-off,
and then you squat down
on the edge of the stage
and you clip them each a nickel
so they can lick your snatch.
Right there in the tent?
- No, that ain't it.
- Oh really? Then what is it, Felix?
Well, for starters,
you don't charge them a nickel.
Four bits, minimum.
Uh-huh. It's low.
Hey, Lib. Get a load
of this feather trim!
No, it ain't low!
God damn it,
we are painting ourselves
into a real corner,
passing up
a lot of opportunities!
Just this morning,
I had to turn away Burley.
- Burley?
- Times is hard, baby.
We got to look to manifest our...
diversity.
- You in the hole again, daddy?
- No!
No, honey.
No.
Just business is all.
Pitching in to help keep
this flea circus rolling.
Well, I could do it.
What?
The lunch counter.
It don't sound so bad.
Hell, your mom's right.
That is a dumb idea.
I don't know why
I even thought of it.
Can I help you?
Might I have a word
with you, sir?
About what?
Well, it's just routine.
Perhaps your personal feelings
for my sister
are clouding your objectivity.
Justin, I'm not the only one
who's going to come to this conclusion.
The waitress could've
been mistaken.
And as for Eleanor, given her history,
she's hardly reliable.
Okay, maybe Iris won't be
convicted in a court of law.
But in the court of public opinion?
If word of this gets out,
we'll never recover.
You're talking about
a woman's life, Tommy.
My sister's.
I will not condemn her
based on such flimsy evidence.
I need more than
just two women saying maybe.
Hiya, Sof.
Brought you something.
I can't.
Aw come on,
you can knock off for a spell.
Wet your whistle.
You know them fellows
got a pool going?
They think you're not
gonna make it.
They can think
whatever they want.
I don't care.
You gonna show them, huh?
I'm not here
to prove anything.
Then what are you
doing here?
It beats curling up and dying.
That's what I'd do if I had
to read those goddamn cards.
What's Jonesy got I ain't got?
Cat got your tongue? Hmm?
No. Thought maybe it was
a rhetorical question.
Nothing retardical about it.
I just wanna know.
You sure?
Yeah.
A limp.
What makes you
so special, hmm?
You're nothing
but a whore.
Maybe I'll just come by,
pay you a visit.
Come on by, loverboy,
I'll send you home
wearing your dick like a necktie!
I'll be waiting up,
honey!
Don't forget to bring
your wallet!
That's a lot of dough.
Yes, it is.
You reckon he's dead?
I do.
Maybe he's got hisself
a girlfriend.
He got me.
I think somebody
did him in.
Who?
Who's running
the show now?
That little fellow?
Naw, he wouldn't hurt a fly.
Plenty big enough
to pull a trigger.
Now, wait, wait a minute.
This here is crazy talk.
It's something
to think about.
Then again he might
show up tomorrow,
big as life
and twice as ornery.
He'll be back.
Let's go.
Telefono.
Si, se?or.
I would like to place
a collect call.
Justin Crowe,
Mintern, California.
Stroud.
Scudder has got a boy
looking for him.
See if you can find him.
You want me
to take care of him?
No, no.
Just follow him.
The boy may lead you
to the man.
/* Abide with me */
/* Fast falls the eventide... */
Owen Scudder.
Uncle.
There's your Unc' Gilbert.
And, uh...
Here's your grandpa,
my dear, dear husband Hilton.
He was a very good man,
my Hilton.
A mighty powerful grand dragon
in these parts.
And an elk.
He was a pallbearer
at General Nate forrest's funeral.
How about that?
I can't say
I know who that is.
He founded the Klan, boy.
Him and your grandaddy,
they had great plans
for this country,
but he died before his time.
Rest his soul.
They all did.
They all died on the same day.
Yes, terrible thing.
What-- What happened?
They're with Jesus now.
Some kind of accident?
People die.
Best you accept it now, boy.
Ain't never an accident.
/* Folks, here's a story
'bout Minnie the moocher */
/* She was a red hot
hootchy-kootcher... */
I didn't hear you.
Your pa said there was
some problem with the stage.
Oh, over there.
One of the floorboards
keeps squeaking.
- Don't mind me.
- Oh, I don't.
/* But Minnie had a heart
as big as a whale */
/* Hi-dee-hi */
/* Hi-dee-hi */
/* Oh oh oh oh oh-oh oh */
/* Oh oh oh oh oh-oh oh */
/* He-di-he-di-he-di he-di */
/* He-di-he-di-he-di he-di */
/* Yeah-eh-eh-eh-eh */
/* Yeah-eh-eh-eh-eh */
/* She messed around
with a bloke named Smoky */
/* She loved him though he was cokey */
/* He took her down to Chinatown */
/* And he showed her how to kick */
/* The gong around */
/* Hi-dee-hi */
/* Hi-dee-hi **/
/* Oh oh oh oh oh-oh oh... */
Lib...
How do you expect Mr. Jones to do
his work while you're prancing around?
Just a loose floorboard.
Be done in a jiffy.
/* She had a dream
about the king of Sweden */
/* He gave her things
that she was needin' */
/* He gave her a home
built of gold and steel */
/* A diamond car
with big platinum wheels... */
That ought to do it.
/* He gave her his townhouse
and his racing horses */
/* Each meal she ate was a dozen-- */
That song don't work for me.
I like it.
Matter of fact,
I thought it worked real well.
Take a lesson from me, girl,
don't fuck where you eat.
I ain't you, mama.
Oh, shit.
/* A mighty fortress is our god */
/* A bulwark never failing */
/* Our helper he... */
Friends, I come before you today
deeply moved by your presence here.
There is a dark lie
festering in the heart
of our nation today.
Our founding fathers articulated
the inalienable rights
of every true American:
- Liberty...
- That's right!
- Equality...
- Yes!
And the right
to pursue happiness.
And yet,
somewhere along the way
we lost those glorious truths.
Hallelujah!
We have all been led
to believe
that through honest labor,
industry and optimism
we can achieve success
and enjoy prosperity.
But what of you? What of you,
brothers and sisters,
who have worked so hard,
toiling and tending the land,
only to see it snatched away?
Not by god,
brothers and sisters,
but by man!
By the banks.
Yes!
By the craven men
who run the banks!
These men...
These money-changers...
They have feasted for centuries
on the fatted cow that was Europe.
And now that the heartland of our nation
is transformed into a desert,
they turn their gluttonous eye
upon our misery
and they gobble up your farms!
How do you do this
without being able to see?
I don't have eyes.
That don't mean I can't see.
It's in here somewhere.
What is it?
A surprise.
- What is this?
- What?
Some kind of...
Some kind of mask.
That's my Henry's death-mask.
He's dead?
What've you done?
This whole day
you didn't say he was dead.
You broke it.
It was an accident.
There are no accidents.
Why didn't you tell me?
I thought you knew.
What you got there?
Something your daddy
left for you.
Something real pretty.
I'll show it to you,
only you gotta close your eyes first.
Close them.
They're closed.
No, they're not.
No peeking.
Can I look now?
Yes.
He wanted you to have it.
You'll need it
where you're going.
Where am I going?
Where the dog and the wolf
howl at the moon.
Where's that at?
You'll see.
And what of the fruits of our labor,
brothers and sisters?
Ashes and dust,
and a pitiful alphabet soup
of federal programs.
The N.R.A.!
The W.P.A.!
Is this our american dream?
Justin! Get away! Justin?
People, people,
please!
Justin, what is it?
Justin, what is it?
He means to kill me.
It's all right.
Get some water!
People, please!
It's chamomile.
Thank you, Iris.
Please let me call Dr. Ashford.
No, no, no, I'm fine.
I'm just overly tired,
that's all.
Justin...
Why did you say,
"He means to kill me"?
Who is it?
You look tired, my dear.
If you are in danger,
you have to tell me.
I don't know
what I was saying.
Justin, thousands of people
hear you every week.
Some of them are
bound to be unbalanced.
If you've been threatened,
I have to know.
My only enemy is time.
There's so much to do.
- Then let me help you.
- You do help me, dear.
The way you've organized
the volunteers. I've seen how--
That's not what I mean!
I can protect you,
but not if there are things
I know nothing about.
There are discussions
I'm not privy to.
Nothing of significance.
I've seen you and Tommy
whispering behind closed doors.
We never had secrets
between us, Alexsei.
Tommy is no threat to you.
He does what he's told.
I don't understand why
you've opened up this door, Justin.
This door was already open, Iris.
If anything happens to me,
it will be on your head as well.
I will not be sacrificed!
Have a nice visit?
Don't play with it.
I'm leaving now.
Why y'all keep her like that?
Locked up like
some kind of animal.
Let me tell you
something, son,
that old gal crazy as
a shithouse rat.
It's true.
The night your daddy was born,
she went and got herself
a boning knife,
killed every last one of them.
Grandpa Hilton,
Uncle Owen, Gilbert,
Alvin Sr.
She went bed to bed...
Slit their throats.
Do you know
how much blood a man has in him?
After she was done,
she clawed her eyes out.
In the morning,
they found her in the kitchen,
sitting there and singing.
"Abide with me."
/* Abide with me */
- /* Fast falls the-- */
- Shut up. Just shut up!
That's mine.
You come back
whenever you want.
Always room for kin
at the table.
That'll do.
I said that'll do.
I'm not done.
Yeah, you are.
God damn it, Sofie.
Why're you doing this?
It's my job.
There's lots of other jobs.
I like this one.
It ain't about the job.
- You know that.
- Why don't you tell me what it's about?
All right. It's about you and me
and goddamn Rita Sue,
and what all happened
that night with Libby.
Well, ain't it?
No.
It isn't.
Sof, look at what
you're doing to yourself!
Your face is burnt
and your hands are raw.
Your lips are bleeding.
You're hurting yourself.
I don't care.
I want to work.
I wanna work so hard
that there's nothing else
left of me but the work.
She tried to kill me, Jonesy.
She set the fire.
And she was holding me.
She wouldn't let me go.
You saw.
- She was just scared.
- No.
She wanted us to die.
She wanted me to die.
What did I do to make her
hate me so much?
Nothing deserves that.
Hello there, gentlemen!
Come on down to the bald-headed row,
gentlemen!
Move up here, boy.
Yes, sir!
It's luau time down
up in the South Pacific,
Where you can taste
the coconut meat, boys.
Rawr!
Yes, and marvel at the beauty
of Hawaii's milky mountains!
Yes, sir, gentlemen.
Be careful
of the eruptions, boys.
Be careful
of the eruptions, boys!
Because when the volcano blows,
the lava flows!
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Come up back,
gather around here, boys.
Come on down.
Come on down inside, gentlemen.
Come on around, boys.
Come on down,
because inside it's paradise found.
He's dead.
Did you hear what I said,
god damn it?
Scudder's dead!
Did the crone tell you that?
Yeah, so what if she did?
He's gone, god damn it!
He took the preacher's name with him!
He's not dead.
Of that I am certain.
I saw his death-mask.
I held it in my hands!
No, it's impossible.
What do you know?
You can't see anything
past your own hate, you son of a bitch!
Because if Scudder's dead,
you got no reason to a draw breath!
I will die, one way or another,
Ben Hawkins.
It's you who has
something greater at stake.
Sofie.
You remember them cards
you had me burn up?
Sofie, please.
I need to know something.
You stand still, you piece of shit,
or I'll kill you.
- Jesus!
- Stumpy! What're you doing?
Me? I'm just gettin'
ready for bed.
Mama, what's going on?
Nothing, baby. I thought your daddy
was somebody else.
God...
Damn.
That's my pistol-packin' mama.
I've got to say...
That was kind of exciting.
Ugh, you're stinko!
What's the matter?
You all out of dicks to suck?
What?
Oh, I'm sorry.
- I didn't know anyone was here.
- Quite all right, my dear.
I was just finishing up.
You must be the new girl.
You're awake.
I couldn't sleep.
I'm sorry.
I just can't.
It don't matter.